Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Gu Yanbai looked bewildered.

The first time we met, he hadn't arrived in the capital yet.

But right now, he couldn't just gloss over it.

After hesitating for a moment, he murmured in a low voice, "...Yes, that's what I said."

"I did promise you a favor, what do you want me to do?"

Yes? This Jiang wine...is not the original Jiang wine.

He's not real!

Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed, and when he looked at Gu Yanbai in front of him, a bit of fear instantly gathered in his heart.

"I want you... to stay away from me." Jiang Qingwu held the knife and subconsciously stepped back repeatedly.

Seeing that he had distanced himself from Gu Yanbai, Jiang Qingwu turned around and disappeared into the dark alley.

Gu Yanbai looked at the disappearing Jiang Qingwu, extremely angry, and clenched his fists.

When he turned around to leave, he saw the knife left by Jiang Qingwu and smiled evilly.

This was the first time that Jiang Qingwu felt that his body was no longer his own.

It was like something was about to burst out.

The heat in my heart gradually spread to my body, as if I was in a sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Qingwu was wearing a black cloak, secretly holding Gu Yanbai's dagger in his hand, and staggered out of the dark alley.

I don’t know if I’m not thinking clearly.

Just when she couldn't hold on any longer, she actually saw Jiuhan and Yan Xiuchen's carriage.

"Yan Xiuchen..." Jiang Qingwu called in a low voice and staggered over.

Without waiting to say anything, he fell to the ground.

"Miss Jiang..."

When Yan Xiuchen heard Jiuhan's shout, he rushed out of the carriage without caring about being exposed, and then carried Jiang Qingwu back.

His hand was injured, but he was still holding Gu Yanbai's dagger tightly.

"Go back home." Yan Xiuchen shouted, hugging the person in his arms.

He wanted to take the knife from her hand, but he couldn't pry her hand open.

"Gu Qing...it's me, wake up." Yan Xiuchen called in a low voice, gently stroking the messy hair on her forehead.

Jiang Qingwu seemed to have heard Yan Xiuchen's shout, so he let go.

The dagger fell out of his hand with a 'bang'.

Yan Xiuchen also hurriedly took out silk and wrapped the wound on her hand.

"Yan Xiuchen...you, hug me..."

"Hold me tight..." Jiang Qingwu murmured, already somewhat unconscious.

Yan Xiuchen was a little dazed. He hugged her tightly in his arms, and then he suddenly realized that her whole body was burning hot.

The only wounds on his body were on his hands, but his face was pale and he was unconscious.

Before Yan Xiuchen understood why, Jiang Qingwu held his face and kissed him randomly.

Yan Xiuchen was suddenly startled and looked at Jiang Qingwu with his pupils shaking.

In an instant, I understood something.

"Gu Qing... Gu Qing..." Yan Xiuchen shouted, but he had no ability to push her away.

He even responded when she kissed him.

It was not until Jiang Qingwu became increasingly out of control and began to tug at his clothes that he suddenly came to his senses.

He raised his hand and slapped Jiang Qingwu on the back of the neck.

With a 'bang', Jiang Qingwu lost consciousness instantly.

When the person collapsed, he held him tightly.

Looking at the person in his arms, Yan Xiuchen adjusted his breathing slightly and calmed his mind.

When I raised my eyes, there was a sharp edge like a knife.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Qingwu lay peacefully in the west wing of the North Garden of the palace.

"Your Highness, Miss Jiang is breathing steadily and is now fine."

"I have used the best medicine on the wound on my hand. It will heal in three days at most and be back to normal."

Yan Xiuchen sat in a wheelchair beside the bed, staring at Jiang Qingwu's face.

Indeed, his pale face had gradually regained its color and he had calmed down.

Yan Xiuchen waved at the imperial physician with the golden bronze fan without even turning his head.

"Godfather..." Jiuhan called in a low voice. When he saw Yan Xiuchen motioning towards him, he walked closer gently.

"explain."

"Godfather, I just went to Nandu Tower, and the Third Prince and others have already left."

"In that room... we found the Seven Emotions Pills and... Miss Jiang's scabbard."

"Also, my son found several bodies in a dark alley near Nandu Building. They were not from Dayan."

"It should be...Gu Yanbai's people."

Yan Xiuchen listened to Jiuhan's words, his brows raised with anger, his eyebrows twisted into black, and he clenched the golden bronze fan in his hand.

"Send someone to find Wanyue and Luo Ming. I'm going out for a while..."

As he spoke, Yan Xiuchen looked up at Jiuhan with a cold gleam in his eyes, "Keep an eye on her. If anything goes wrong... you'll be responsible."

"Yes, my son understands."

At midnight, at Shangcheng Street, Furong Lane, Gu Mansion.

By the lake in the mansion garden, Gu Yanbai was playing the flute facing the shimmering lake surface.

In the empty and silent night, a feeling of desolation came faintly.

But when the flute sounded melodiously, a dagger suddenly flew in the air.

With a whoosh, it stabbed towards him.

Gu Yanbai was startled and turned around to avoid it in time.

When I came to my senses, I only saw a dark shadow, and before I could come to my senses, I was slapped hard in the face.

With a loud 'bang', he was stunned and staggered, almost falling.

By the time he stood still, Yan Xiuchen had already held his dagger against his neck.

Gu Yanbai looked at Yan Xiuchen, who was dressed in black clothes and robe and a silver mask, and gave a teasing smile.

"This dress looks better on you."

"The mysterious person beside Yan Lin is you, right?" Yan Xiuchen asked coldly.

Gu Yanbai chuckled and turned the jade flute disapprovingly, "Yes, it's me."

"Was what happened tonight also your idea?"

"That's right." Gu Yanbai blurted out without thinking.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was hit in the face by the knife in Yan Xiuchen's hand.

With a 'bang' sound, Gu Yanbai's ears buzzed and he staggered sideways for several steps before he could barely stand still.

"You...are you crazy? It was Yan Lin who almost slept with her. How could you..."

Gu Yanbai turned around and roared, but was met with the dagger thrown by Yan Xiuchen.

This time, Gu Yanbai also got angry. He grabbed the dagger and turned around to fight back.

But just as he arrived, Yan Xiuchen flashed like a ray of light.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

He didn't even see the person clearly before Yan Xiuchen snatched the knife away.

But unexpectedly, Yan Xiuchen threw away the knife and kicked him back repeatedly.

Before he could fight back, he was hit hard on the chest by a palm.

"what……"

With a 'bang', Gu Yanbai flew out and fell to the ground.

Just as he came to his senses, he vomited blood all over the floor with a "puff".

When he raised his eyes to look at Yan Xiuchen, the person was already standing steadily in front of him.

"Haha... so impressive... it seems like I will never be your opponent."

Yan Xiuchen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he secretly reached for the dagger at his waist.

"I told you, if you dare to cause trouble, I will kill you!"

Gu Yanbai also noticed that Yan Xiuchen was filled with murderous intent, but he seemed to not care.

Seeing Yan Xiuchen sneer, he said, "Kill, kill, kill, kill quickly."

"Don't you know that I hope every day to die in your hands?"

Having said that, Gu Yanbai sneered and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Yan State, this filthy place... Yan Lin, the royal family, they are all scum..."

"If it wasn't for you, do you think I would be here?"

"If you have the guts, kill me."

"I want to see if you dare... or are willing to..."

Yan Xiuchen tightly grasped the dagger at his waist, but looking at Gu Yanbai, his crazy appearance like a zombie, he was left with only heartache.

"I won't kill you..." Yan Xiuchen lowered his head in a daze, muttering in a low voice.

Just when Gu Yanbai thought he had escaped, Yan Xiuchen slowly drew out his dagger and approached him step by step...