Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

When Jiang Qingwu and his men arrived at the palace, they saw corpses all over the ground.

She guessed that something would happen in the Regent's Palace, but the Regent's guards were not ordinary soldiers. She did not expect so many people to die, and she was confused for a moment.

Yan Chong, who was escorted by two personal guards behind him, began to sigh at this moment, instantly bringing Jiang Qingwu back to his senses.

"I never thought that I could return to the capital in this life. I was the one who gave him this palace..."

Jiang Qingwu was panicked and didn't bother to pay attention to Yan Chong. He turned around and ran towards the inner courtyard.

But as soon as he reached the corridor, he ran into Jiang Qingyu, who was covered in blood.

"Second brother... Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not me, it's Nan Xiuye, go quickly, he's dying, he's waiting for you, hurry up..."

Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed and his face turned pale instantly. In a trance, he turned around and ran towards Beiyuan.

In Beiyuan, torches were burning everywhere, making it as bright as day.

Half of the rebels were captured, half were killed, and a small number fled with King Purge.

When the sound of the golden whistle reached Beiyuan, the surroundings were completely silent.

The shrill whistle, as if piercing through their souls, poured into the ears of Gu Yanbai and Nan Xiuye.

When Gu Yanbai was startled, he quickly bent over and helped Nan Xiuye ​​up.

"Listen, it's the golden whistle, she's coming... Do you hear it? She's coming..."

"I heard...I heard it, Jiang...Qingwu..."

Nan Xiuye's voice was very soft, and even Gu Yanbai who was beside him could only hear it faintly.

Nan Xiuye ​​saw the man in a somewhat dirty green dress running in from the gate of Beiyuan...

Although it is a little blurry, you can vaguely see a figure running towards you.

But, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his dazed and distracted eyes finally blocked out everything around him.

Gu Yanbai looked at Jiang Qingwu who was running towards him, and was about to say something when his hand on him suddenly fell off...

The words suddenly choked on his lips, and he didn't even dare to lower his head to look at Nan Xiuye.

"Nan Xiuye... Nan Xiuye, I'm here, wake up..."

Jiang Qingwu rushed over and shouted, but the person was silent.

Even though the crying and shouting became louder and louder, no one was woken up.

"No, it's impossible, it won't happen... Nan Xiuye, you won't die, how could you die?"

"Aren't you very good at martial arts? Aren't you very powerful... Nan Xiuye, wake up..."

His body was still warm, but his face had lost all color.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the limp, lifeless person and slowly pulled him into his arms.

The shrill cries were replaced by a knife-like pain and low sobs.

"You know... you clearly know... I can't accept your leaving, why... why do you treat me like this..."

Jiang Qingwu shouted with a somewhat reprimanding tone, but he hugged the person in his arms tighter and tighter.

She couldn't believe that such a good person was gone just like that.

She arrived too late, neither in time to save him nor in time to see him for the last time.

It is said that before a person leaves, he will look back on his life.

Memories will remain vividly on the happiest or most painful things.

At this moment, everything in the past flashed before Jiang Qingwu's eyes like a series of paintings.

From the time they met to now.

From calculations to suspicions, from swords to life and death, every bit was Nan Xiuye's.

Gu Yanbai sat down on the stone steps, covered in blood, tears rolling down his face uncontrollably.

"He said... it all starts here and ends here. Fortunately, I can see you again... in the palace."

"He poisoned Yan Su with the Purple Rakshasa poison, and he asked me to tell you that he avenged Bai Asheng for you..."

"He also said that today is the fourteenth day... there will be a lantern festival and fireworks in the city tomorrow..."

Gu Yanbai murmured, turning to look at Jiang Qingwu, "He heard the whistle... He has been waiting for you, and he finally got you."

"Gu Qing... he's really gone... Nan Xiuye, he's really gone..."

Gu Yanbai's words pulled Jiang Qingwu back to his senses. As if it was even more difficult to accept, he closed his eyes tightly.

"People will die eventually. What's more, the person who died was someone who should have died long ago..."

Yan Chong's voice suddenly came, and Jiang Qingwu realized that Jiuhan and the others, including Yan Chong, were not far away.

"Shut up!" A cold light flashed across Gu Yanbai's eyes, and he stared at Yan Chong with extreme grief and anger.

"If you don't want to die, shut up."

Yan Chong is still here, and there are rebels approaching the palace...

And Yan Su, she couldn't let him die from poisoning so easily!

Jiang Qingwu came back to his senses, suppressed the grief in his heart, and whispered, "Jiuhan..."

"I'm here, godmother..." Jiuhan stepped forward, his voice low and suppressed.

"Tell someone... to place the prince... in the west wing and have him guarded well..."

Jiang Qingwu tried his best to control his emotions, and only when Jiuhan and two bodyguards came over did he slowly let go of Nan Xiuye.

Jiang Qingwu took off his thin shirt and put it on Nan Xiuye, watching the two men send Nan Xiuye ​​to the west wing.

Jiang Qingwu slowly picked up his own Tianyun Sword.

But just as she was walking towards Yan Chong with the knife, behind her... a loud shout suddenly came from the room.

"Don't come over here...get out of the way!"

Jiang Qingwu was startled and when he turned around, he saw Cheng Xiang's wife and maid coming out of the house holding Yuya hostage.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyu stepped forward and said, "Let her go..."

"Don't come over here, or I'll kill her..."

Jiang Qingwu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he looked at the other party in shock, "Mrs. Cheng...are you crazy?"

"I...we didn't want that either. My son...my son was captured by them in the East Territory. He was only fifteen years old..."

Gu Yanbai's eyes changed color, and he immediately reacted, "Were you deliberately sent to the Regent's Palace, just to make it easier to hold the princess hostage?"

"Yes, they wanted to hold the prime minister's family and the princess hostage. I...we came here on purpose to be the insider."

When Jiang Qingyu heard the voice, he instantly understood what was going on and drew his sword.

"It was you. It was you who opened the gate of the palace. It was you who told the palace rebels where Yuya and the Xiangfu family were, and led them all the way to Beiyuan, right?"

"Almost. We have no choice. I have no choice..."

Jiang Qingwu was filled with anger and stared at the other person, as if a roar was coming out of his throat.

"So... you are also responsible for Nan Xiuye's death!"

"We didn't want to..." Cheng Xiang's wife shook her head, and suddenly reacted. She picked up the scattered knife on the ground and raised it up without any reason, "I'm sorry, Queen."

"Release...release Emperor Shun'an, otherwise, we will kill the princess immediately..."

"You dare!" Jiang Qingyu drew his sword and rushed forward, but was grabbed by Gu Yanbai not far away.