Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

At the end of midnight, the capital city was in turmoil; the night was too cold, too dark, and too long.

There were torches everywhere in the northern courtyard of the palace, and apart from Jiang Qingwu and the tied-up Yan Chong, there was no one else.

Naturally, Yan Su was confident that he could handle everyone here, so he came here alone. However, he did not expect that the one who would greet him would be Jiang Qingwu alone.

Seeing Jiang Qingwu in plain clothes, with sharp eyes and murderous aura all over his body, he couldn't help but guess that Nan Xiuye ​​had passed away.

Instead, look around more carefully.

"He is the Emperor of Dayan, and you are humiliating him like this."

"I am already giving face to Yan Xiuchen by letting him live."

Jiang Qingwu spoke indifferently as he stared at Yan Su in the distance.

There was murderous intent in Yan Su's eyes, and he looked at Jiang Qingwu as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him.

"You are the Queen of Dayan, yet you took off your hairpin and plain clothes for a bastard!"

"If I don't wear it like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to see your blood splattered on me..."

"Kill me? Just you?" Yan Su sneered contemptuously.

"Except for Yan Xiuchen, all the masters around you combined are no match for me."

"Besides, you are the only one..."

Jiang Qingwu looked calm and indifferent. He looked at Yan Su not far away and secretly clenched the knife in his hand.

"It's not just me... Nan Xiuye... he will help me..."

Yan Su was suddenly startled, his face was shocked, and he looked around.

"He's not dead yet? Impossible... Could it be that he can still help you after becoming a ghost? Haha, what a joke..."

Jiang Qingwu couldn't suppress the murderous intent in his heart, he slowly drew his sword and walked towards Yan Su.

"You don't know your own limitations..." Yan Su looked disdainful. He stood still and looked around. "Where's Gu Yanbai? Where are your helpers?"

"They have their own things to do. To deal with you, Nan Xiuye ​​and I... are enough!"

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he had already arrived in front of Yan Su and stabbed at him with his knife.

Yan Su dodged quickly and attacked immediately.

Although Jiang Qingwu was no match for Yan Su, he could still manage to put up a good fight, but he couldn't hold out for long.

Soon he was hit back by Yan Su's palm and fell heavily to the ground.

"I haven't fought you for such a long time. You are more agile and stronger than before..."

"But, you are still no match for me..."

Yan Su looked at the vulnerable Jiang Qingwu, then raised his eyes to look at Yan Chong in the distance. When he was about to save Yan Chong, his face suddenly changed and he stopped.

The next moment, his eyes were filled with blood, he covered his chest, spit out blood, and fell directly to his knees on the ground.

"You..." Yan Su vomited blood from his mouth and looked at Jiang Qingwu in shock, "You...poisoned me?"

"You don't know what the poison is, do you?" Jiang Qingwu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered a step, and stood firmly.

Yan Su seemed to suddenly realize something, "Purple Rakshasa... yes, it was Nan Xiuye's palm..."

Yan Su remembered the palm that Nan Xiu thrust towards him after he was stabbed at night.

He also instantly understood what Jiang Qingwu meant when he said Nan Xiuye ​​would help.

"I said... I'm not the only one who will help me..." Jiang Qingwu sneered, tightened the knife in his hand and walked towards Yan Su.

"I could have not brought you here, but I couldn't let you be poisoned to death so easily..."

"Bai Asheng, Zhuang Youwen, Nan Xiuye, and countless others have died at your hands... You must pay with your life..."

Yan Su looked at Jiang Qingwu flying towards him and immediately stood up to deal with him, but after the poison took effect, he had almost no ability to resist.

And you must take the antidote within half an hour, otherwise you will die.

At this moment, Yan Su was powerless to resist and just wanted to escape, but Jiang Qingwu never gave him this chance.

Taking advantage of his missed move, Jiang Qingwu stabbed him in the shoulder with a knife, then pulled it out suddenly, turned around and kicked him back.

“Jiang Qingwu, you dare…” Looking at Jiang Qingwu approaching with a knife, Yan Su suddenly shouted loudly, and then sneered, “You don’t know yet, Yan Xiujin and your elder brother Jiang Qingbai are already in Cheng Xiang’s hands.”

"Also, the palace gate is now surrounded by a large army. If my brother doesn't show up, Cheng Xiang will charge Yan Xiuchen with the crime of murdering the late emperor and attack the imperial city..."

"If you want to kill me now, why don't you take me and my brother to the palace gate and use us to exchange for the lives of Yan Xiujin and your elder brother..."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Su, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his shoulders, and sneered, "What? Are you scared?"

"So, you are also a coward..."

"Someone will save my elder brother and Yan Xiujin's lives, and Yan Xiuchen will deal with the rebels at the palace gate..."

"As for you...you must die!"

Jiang Qingwu walked closer and closer to Yan Su with a decisive look, and Yan Su couldn't help but stand up with difficulty and retreat repeatedly.

"You... I am Yan Xiuchen's teacher. I taught him all his martial arts..."

"If you dare to kill me, you can forget about being the queen..."

Jiang Qingwu snorted disapprovingly and approached step by step, "Queen? Do you really think that I care so much about the Queen?"

"Even if Yan Xiuchen stands in front of me today, you will die... But don't be so nervous, I won't let you die so easily."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he slashed at him with his knife. Seeing this, Yan Su stepped back in fear.

But as the blade approached, he stumbled and fell.

Jiang Qingwu immediately turned around and chopped off Yan Su's arm with a knife, then kicked him into the house behind him.

"Ah..." When Yan Su came to his senses, he realized that he had lost his arm.

While screaming, he suddenly realized something.

There were white tents all around with candles lit, and Nan Xiuye ​​was lying in front of him on a makeshift wooden bed.

Yan Su looked at Nan Xiu Ye with dilated pupils. He instantly became furious and used all his strength to climb up.

"You bastard, you actually dared to poison me... You murdered my own father, you are such a traitor, you will definitely go to hell after death..."

Yan Su was halfway through his scolding when Jiang Qingwu took a quick step forward and slapped him in the face with his backhand.

Yan Su, who was seriously injured and poisoned, was knocked to the ground by the slap.

"Biological father? Are you worthy?"

"You are not only unworthy of being a father, but even less worthy of being a human being... When I gave birth to you, I should have strangled you to death..."

Jiang Qingwu's voice was not loud, but it was cold, like a roar coming from his throat.

"Bitch..." Yan Su cursed fiercely, but he was obviously much weaker.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu turned around, tore off the white gauze beside the pillar, leaned over and walked towards Yan Su, and bandaged his broken arm.

Then he calmly took out the prepared rope, put it around Yan Su's neck, and dragged him to a pillar not far away.

Yan Su wanted to struggle, but he didn't have much strength.

He was poisoned, stabbed twice, and had an arm broken. It was a great achievement for him to be alive.

"What are you doing? Kill me..."

Yan Su was pulled up by Jiang Qingwu and then tied to a pillar.

"Want to die? That's not that easy. I want you to die in Nan Xiuye's hands."

"So, I won't let you die before you die from poisoning."

"But I want you to... pay the price..."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yan Su, whose head was hanging and whose face was pale, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"Live well, there are people who want to see you..."

As he spoke, Jiang Qingwu sneered, looking a little tired.

He staggered, picked up the jar of wine on the altar, and sat directly on the ground next to Nan Xiuye.