Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The crying was deafening, echoing throughout the entire Beiyuan.

When Wanyue and Jiuhan rushed into the room upon hearing the noise, Yan Xiuchen was holding her, comforting her with a look of surprise on his face.

"Okay, okay, I was just dreaming, don't be afraid!"

"I...I dreamed, I dreamed..."

Jiang Qingwu spoke while crying, and then he realized something belatedly.

While letting go of Yan Xiuchen, she sobbed and wiped the tears from her face.

"I... dreamed about Shen Wanrong."

Jiang Qingwu cut down the story in her dream to just one sentence, but she still felt so aggrieved that she couldn't stop crying.

She was scared, really scared.

Throughout all the fighting and killing along the way, she had never had a dream like this one that made her so scared.

She was really afraid that she would go back to the nightmare of her previous life.

"Okay, it's just a dream." Yan Xiuchen whispered comfortingly and pulled Jiang Qingwu's hand.

"Don't cry...if you cry now, you won't have anything to cry about later."

Jiang Qingwu was startled and looked up in confusion, "Ah?"

"What? Don't you know what you did?"

Yan Xiuchen's voice was gentle, but his face turned cold.

Jiang Qingwu's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. He pursed his lips and slowly lowered his head.

"I met Yan Lin in private... and almost got hurt."

Hearing Jiang Qingwu's whisper, Yan Xiuchen asked coldly, "What else?"

"I wrote to you on purpose to test your relationship with Jiang Jiu."

"anything else?"

Jiang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Yan Xiuchen with suspicion.

Yan Xiuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Qingwu. His face was calm and expressionless, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Anything else? What else?" Jiang Qingwu thought seriously.

Seeing this, Yan Xiuchen asked in a stern voice, "You flirted with me last night, don't you remember?"

"Flirty...frivolous?" Jiang Qingwu looked up in surprise, and when he met Yan Xiuchen's gaze, he suddenly remembered something.

In the carriage, she seemed, it seemed...she was actually hugging him and biting him.

but……

"I... flirted with you, but you also... want to settle the score with me?"

I flirt with you...but you don't suffer any loss!

Jiang Qingwu sat up straight with indignation and glanced at Yan Xiuchen sideways.

"Nothing happened. Even if...something did happen, it would be...my fault."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu suddenly remembered something and covered the back of his neck.

"Ouch, my neck hurts..."

Yan Xiuchen suddenly came to his senses and hurried over, "Let me see where it hurts..."

Seeing Yan Xiuchen's nervous look, Jiang Qingwu couldn't help but secretly raise the corner of his mouth and leaned forward.

"This, this, this hurts so much, it feels like I was beaten up, I don't know which bad guy did it."

"Cough cough..." Yan Xiuchen coughed twice and avoided Jiang Qingwu's gaze.

"Maybe... it was caused by the fight between you and Jiang Jiu yesterday."

Jiang Qingwu heard the voice, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked seriously, "How do you know that Jiang Jiu and I had a fight?"

"In your hand... you are holding Jiang Jiu's knife."

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, recovered and sneered, "You should have known long ago that he is not the real Jiang Bar."

"What?" Yan Xiuchen was suddenly startled, his eyes full of surprise.

Jiang Qingwu sighed secretly, sat up straight, and looked calm.

"I said, he is not the real Jiangjiu."

"The Third Prince's Mansion, the person who fought with me for the antidote, the person who saved me in the palace, the person who took me away from Shen Zhuoran, and the person who helped me in the ruined temple later."

"That person is the real Jiang Jiu. He should be... your confidant."

"And Jiang Jiu, who appeared in Puling Temple and later, should be your enemy."

"That is Gu Yanbai who now lives in Furong Lane, Shangcheng Street."

"If I'm guessing correctly, he should be your enemy. Since he couldn't do anything to you, he wanted to start with me."

"He knew you sent Jiang Jiu to save me several times, so he deliberately pretended to be by my side."

"You even pretended to be mysterious and staged a play to sow discord between you and me."

This...stupid girl, when did she develop a brain?

Suddenly, he became so smart!

Yan Xiuchen complained in his heart and looked at Jiang Qingwu in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and astonishment.

He didn't expect that Jiang Qingwu could see the truth so clearly.

He could even tell when Gu Yanbai would appear.

"I'm right... right." Jiang Qingwu raised a smug smile and moved closer to him.

Yan Xiuchen was a little dazed. He stared at Jiang Qingwu blankly and nodded gently, "Yes, it's almost exactly the same as the truth."

"You are...how do you know that the Jiangjiu that appeared in Puling Temple belongs to Gu Yanbai."

Jiang Qingwu smiled when he heard that, then he sat cross-legged in front of Yan Xiuchen and said thoughtfully, "It's because of his cloak."

"The cloak he gave me that night was made of Qingyun silk."

"And the one that was given to me at the ruined temple Jiangjiu was made of top-quality white silk."

"At this point, I just have a doubt in my mind."

"But his words and actions are too different from Jiang Jiu before."

Yan Xiuchen listened carefully, secretly amazed in his heart, and smiled, "Is this why you are so sure that he is not Jiang Jiu?"

"Mainly because of last night."

"Last night, I was chased by Yan Lin's men, and he suddenly appeared to help me..."

"I had already concluded that he was your man, and he came to save me after knowing that I was in trouble."

"But during the fight, I got his knife..."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu smiled and moved closer to Yan Xiuchen, "That knife... is too light!"

Yan Xiuchen was suddenly startled, and with his pupils slightly brightened, he recalled the weight of the knife, which was indeed different from his.

"In the dilapidated temple, I also took Jiang Jiu's knife. The two knives are completely different."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu sighed softly, "Wanyue said before that the cloak is different. Maybe it's just because the material happened to be changed."

"But what about the sword? It's a sword I carry with me. How can I change it just like that?"

"Even if we change them, they won't be exactly the same, just the weight will be different."

"The only possibility is that he bought his clothes in imitation of Jiangjiu, but only learned the basics."

"But now... although I have figured out the truth, it seems like I have lost someone..."

Yan Xiuchen suddenly came to his senses and gently waved the golden bronze fan to hide his shock and helplessness.

"Someone is missing? Who is missing?"

"Jiang Jiu?" Jiang Qingwu blurted out, and then leaned towards Yan Xiuchen.

"Where is Jiang Jiu? There's no way he doesn't know that Gu Yanbai is impersonating him."

"If he knew, why didn't he show up?"

“Now in the whole story, after Gu Yanbai appeared, Jiang Jiu disappeared.”

Jiang Qingwu stared at Yan Xiuchen with a sharp gaze, then moved closer to him and lowered his voice.

"Although... I don't know where he is, but... you must know."