Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Yuya's heart tightened and she looked to the side, only to see the woman who had just been noticed by Jiang Qingwu bowing to her.

"My daughter has just been adopted by Lord Shen. She is the legitimate daughter of the Shen family, Shen Jing."

When Yan Yuya heard about the Shen family's legitimate daughter, she couldn't help but sneer, "Legitimate daughter? Didn't the Shen family's legitimate daughter die?"

"Is an adopted daughter also considered a legitimate daughter?" Yan Yuya only looked at her and felt that the woman's heart was sharp and cold.

In the arena.

Jiang Qingwu turned the knife in his hand and stood firmly. "If you can't win, just admit defeat. There's nothing shameful about it."

But the next moment, before Shen Zhuoqi could speak, Shen Jing suddenly threw off his outer robe, and with his lightness skills, he landed steadily on the stage.

Then he clasped his fists and bowed to Jiang Qingwu, "I am the legitimate daughter of Duke Shen, Shen Jing, and I am here on behalf of my brother Shen Zhuoqi to ask Miss Jiang for your guidance."

"Brother, take a rest first. It won't be too late to play after I lose to Miss Jiang."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Shen Jing and instantly understood something in his heart.

"Shen Jing? Shen Zhuoqi, what about the other one?"

"Girl, you have to beat me first." Shen Jing said, snatching the sword from Shen Zhuoqi and approaching Jiang Qingwu.

Shen Jing's attacks were ruthless and his moves were strange. Although he didn't have a strong foundation in martial arts, his lightness skills should be very good.

After Jiang Qingwu responded with a few moves, he was kicked in the chest. He immediately became confused and retreated repeatedly.

"Humph, female general, nothing more than that."

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu quickly calmed down and said, "Come again."

This time, Jiang Qingwu was prepared and turned from defense to offense, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to launch repeated attacks.

He quickly forced Shen Jing to the edge of the ring and then kicked him off the ring.

"you lose."

Looking at the defeated Shen Jing, Jiang Qingyu swung his sword again.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu responded calmly.

In the second confrontation, Jiang Qingwu was still not at a disadvantage at all.

The crowd watching cast their gazes of admiration and admiration, and even the Queen Mother was surprised at Jiang Qingwu's amazing skills.

"Is Jiang Qingwu really that powerful?"

The queen beside him heard the voice, secretly raised the corners of her lips, and sighed softly, "As a daughter of a general, her kung fu skills have been good since she was young, how can they be fake?"

"Okay..." everyone suddenly shouted.

The Queen Mother and the Empress then realized that although Jiang Qingwu was hit by a palm, he had forcibly broken Shen Zhuoqi's arm and kicked him off the stage.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the two people who had landed and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She has Luo Ming behind her, but there is only one person from the Shen family who can go on stage.

She knew that there were not many people in the court who were better at martial arts than her.

"Where's the other person? If you can't find help, I win."

Jiang Qingwu shouted to Shen Zhuoqi, and just as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice.

"I come!"

Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened slightly, and when he turned around, he found that it was Yan Lin.

She knew Yan Lin's skills, so how could he dare to come on stage with a sword to compete with her.

"It's the Third Prince... This is really a meeting between old friends. They will either love each other or kill each other."

"The Third Prince's martial arts skills are mediocre, how can he defeat Jiang Qingwu?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just to make up the numbers."

When Jiang Qingwu and everyone else were confused, Yan Lin was already standing opposite Jiang Qingwu with a sword in his hand.

"Qingwu, you and I have never really competed with each other. Today is the best opportunity."

"Do you think you can defeat me?" Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Lin with cold eyes, and the gentleness on Yan Lin's face was no longer there.

This Yan Lin was just like the Yan Lin she saw on the day when his family was exterminated in the previous life.

"Maybe, this is the real you." Jiang Qingwu murmured softly, turning the knife in his hand.

"Okay, I will learn from the Third Prince's skills today."

Everyone seemed to be watching a fun event, more focused than before.

After just a fight, Jiang Qingwu suddenly realized something.

There seemed to be something coated on Yan Lin's sword, and there was a strange fragrance.

And she also tried to avoid Yan Lin's sword move by move.

The moves are still the same moves, and the skills are still the same as before.

But Jiang Qingwu gradually found himself unable to cope with the situation. Gradually, he could not keep up with the reaction and his speed slowed down.

His limbs felt as if they were tied with iron blocks, so heavy that even holding a knife was difficult.

If Yan Lin's kung fu wasn't so poor, she would have died from his sword out of negligence.

The Queen seemed to notice something as well, her face darkened, and she hurriedly leaned over to whisper in the Queen Mother's ear.

When the Queen Mother heard what the Queen said, she turned around and said to the Emperor, "When was the Third Prince released? How come I didn't know about it?"

When the emperor heard the empress dowager's cry, he immediately came over with the imperial concubine.

"Mother, Yan Lin's punishment is enough. Duke Shen guaranteed Yan Lin and even promised his newly adopted daughter to Yan Lin."

"I can't help but give the Shen family some face."

The Queen Mother had a bad look on her face and glanced sharply at the Imperial Concubine beside the Emperor.

"The Shen family has such a great reputation, even more so than the regent?"

"Have you mentioned this to the Regent?"

The emperor heard the voice, but before he could say anything, Concubine Shen hurriedly spoke.

"Queen Mother, this regent is only a king. Your Majesty is still in charge of everything."

"Such a family matter is trivial, and Your Majesty is capable of judging it alone. Why bother..."

"How insolent you are." The Queen shouted from the side, then took a step forward and slapped Concubine Shen in the face.

"Who are you to dare to disobey the Queen Mother?"

The one who beat her was the queen, and the one who taught her a lesson was the queen mother.

Concubine Shen covered half of her face, burning with anger, but she did not dare to lash out. She could only turn around and cry to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, look at the Queen. I didn't say anything, but she beat me."

"Your Majesty, I have already made the decision for you. I cannot let the Queen beat me for nothing."

The emperor couldn't stand the concubine's coquettish behavior, and just as he was about to give in, he heard a panicked cry.

Jiang Qingwu actually lost to Yan Lin.

The knife was taken away and he was stabbed by a sword. He fell to the edge of the ring and suddenly spit out blood.

"girl……"

"Jiang Qingwu." Yuya shouted to Luo Ming who was supporting Jiang Qingwu, "Hurry up."

Hearing the voice, Luo Ming grabbed his sword and was about to go on stage, but was held back by Jiang Qingwu.

"I haven't stepped down yet. If I'm carried off by you, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back up later."

Jiang Qingwu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

"I'll hold on a little longer. When I can't do it anymore, you can take over."

Jiang Qingwu said this, staggered to a stop, and pushed Luo Ming away.

"We've known each other for so long, but I didn't know you were so loyal and righteous."

"Your relationship with Yuya is not good enough. Are you working so hard for your second brother, or for...Uncle Wang?" Yan Lin pointed the sword at Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu sneered calmly, "Who do you care about me for? As long as I am here, the Shen family will never marry the princess."

"Then give it a try." Yan Lin murmured in a low voice, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he swung his sword.

Jiang Qingwu responded quickly and barely took the move.

Perhaps because she was injured and unprepared, the strong odor from Yan Lin's sword instantly filled her nostrils.

He was not careful for a moment and was kicked hard in the chest by Yan Lin.

Although Jiang Qingwu tried to block it, it was useless and he flew out.

"Puff..." Jiang Qingwu spat out a mouthful of blood. When he came to his senses, Yan Lin's sword had already stabbed at him.

"Girl..." Seeing this, Luo Ming drew his sword and headed towards the arena.

He had only taken two steps when a dark shadow passed by him from behind.

A black shadow flashed by, and with a palm in the air, it broke the sword in his hand, then landed steadily on the ground, blocking Jiang Qingwu.