Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Chapter 171 Cousin Su Maner



Chapter 171 Cousin Su Maner

"Maner?" Jiang Qingwu's heart skipped a beat.

His head buzzed, his whole body shivered, and he froze at the door.

When Su Maner heard Jiang Qingwu's shout, she put down her teacup and ran towards her, "Sister..."

Seeing his cousin throwing herself into his arms, Jiang Qingwu's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

All the things from the past life came rushing in like a gust of wind.

"Maner!" Jiang Qingwu murmured, and hugged the dirty Su Maner into his arms.

"As long as you're okay!"

"Sister, my father and mother were captured, and the servants and guards finally escorted me to the capital..."

"Sister, your uncle, father, mother..."

Jiang Qingwu's thoughts were pulled back and he remembered what Shen Wanrong said at the noodle stall, and then he quickly let go of Su Maner.

"Do you know who caught him?"

"When we were almost in the capital, a group of men in black suddenly appeared and attacked us... Father, father and mother tried to protect me..."

"They took him away."

As Su Maner spoke, she started crying again.

Jiang Qingwu was startled, then realized something and hurriedly comforted him, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm here."

"Zhuang Qing, take her back to Wutong Garden, bathe her, change her clothes, and prepare food."

Jiang Qingwu said, looking at his tearful mother, "I'll go and arrange it. I'll arrange for someone to find my uncle and aunt."

"As long as I'm here, nothing will happen."

Yuya looked at Jiang Qingwu who was hurriedly leaving and hurriedly chased after him.

It was not until he reached outside the villa that he caught up with Jiang Qingwu.

"Qingwu, wait a minute..."

Yuya called Jiang Qingwu and pulled her aside with a nervous look on her face, "I heard that Brother Wang was injured. Is he okay?"

"Can I go see him?"

Jiang Qingwu looked at Yuya and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You don't have to go see him, he's fine, his injury will heal in seven or eight days at most."

"Don't be nervous."

"Qingwu, my brother is injured, my uncle and aunt are also in trouble, Yan Lin has become the crown prince, and the queen mother is now in poor health..."

Yuya lowered her voice a little, "Qingwu, ask the prince for his opinion. Otherwise, you can transfer your eldest brother, your second brother, or your father-in-law back..."

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Seeing the panic on Yuya's face, Jiang Qingwu hurriedly pulled her back and said, "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

"Don't worry, no matter whether it's the Jiang family, Yan Xiuchen, or our Dayan, nothing will happen."

Jiang Qingwu hurriedly left Shunqing Marquis Mansion and walked along Shangcheng Street, looking for Shen Wanrong.

After searching for more than half an hour, I didn't see anyone, but I saw Xiao Liuzi from the palace.

Xiao Liuzi was riding a horse, and when he saw Jiang Qingwu, he stopped in a hurry.

"girl……"

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Xiao Liuzi leaned over to Jiang Qingwu's ear and said, "His Highness said that he has sent someone to tell the young lady not to worry and not to panic."

"He knew? How did he know?"

"Yes..." Xiao Liuzi hesitated, then whispered, "It should be Master Gu who said it."

"Gu Yanbai...was it him who gave Yan Lin the idea for this?"

"I don't know."

Gu Yanbai, you are so cruel. I help you so much, but you still won’t let me go?

Jiang Qingwu clenched his fists in anger, and then Xiao Liuzi looked over, "Go back and tell Yan Xiuchen and Gu Yanbai."

"If he doesn't come back, I will put the blame on Gu Yanbai."

Jiang Qingwu shouted, turned around and hurried away.

As night fell, peace returned to Shunqing Marquis' Mansion.

In Wutong Courtyard, Jiang Qingwu asked someone to prepare a table of dishes and have them delivered to the table in the yard.

The candlelight was bright, and Jiang Qingwu couldn't move his eyes away from Su Maner who was sitting at the table.

It seemed that as soon as he looked away, he would see the tragic scene of Su Maner being killed in her previous life.

"Sister, this is delicious." Su Maner swallowed a piece of meat in big mouthfuls and nodded at Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu couldn't help but sneer and waved to Wanyue, "Tell the kitchen to make this meat for Maner tomorrow."

"Yes, girl."

"Eat slowly and drink tea, your favorite milk tea." Jiang Qingwu said as he brought the cup of tea to him.

Maner nodded repeatedly, raised her eyes to look at Jiang Qingwu, swallowed her food and asked, "Sister, you promised to the Regent..."

"Will he help us find our father and mother?"

"I heard that the Regent is very powerful."

Jiang Qingwu gently stroked her head, nodded and said softly, "Yes, the Regent is very powerful, he will help us."

"Before, he was the one who transferred my uncle back to Beijing, just so that our family could be reunited."

Su Man'er's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded at Jiang Qingwu, "I've heard that the Regent King dotes on you very much, sister... Is he good to you? Is he better to you than the Third Prince... than the Crown Prince?"

Jiang Qingwu looked at Su Maner and could only nod.

She was two years younger than herself. When she was a child, she loved martial arts and military tactics, and spent a long time at her uncle's home on the border.

At that time, she ate and lived with Su Maner and were inseparable.

One was good at literature, the other loved martial arts. She loved embroidery and always did her women's work in secret.

And she has been able to support them since she was young, and she can beat any boy who is half a head taller than them with one punch.

But now, Maner has not yet celebrated her sixteenth birthday.

In his previous life, he experienced the tragic death of his parents and brothers. He went to the capital alone for refuge, but died in the marquis's mansion.

She died so tragically that even though my second brother tried his best to protect her, he couldn't.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingwu pushed all the food in front of her with even more heartache.

"Girl, the princess is here..." Wanyue reminded in a low voice.

When Jiang Qingwu looked out the door, Su Maner had already stood up and saluted in a hurry, "Greetings, Princess."

"Please sit down. We are all family. No need to be polite." Yuya agreed and looked at the maid behind her.

T: "I see that your figure is similar to mine. This is a dress I just made two days ago. I hope you don't mind it. Try it on first..."

"In the next two days, I will have someone come to tailor your clothes."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the clothes in the maid's hands, and knew at a glance that they were worth a lot of money.

"Princess, I have clothes here. Your two dresses were given by the Queen Mother..."

"It's the same. You have a slimmer figure, so Man'er's clothes don't fit you very well."

"Princess... this dress is too expensive. I dare not accept it. I... I can wear Wanyue's first, and others' will be fine too."

Yuya looked at Su Maner and didn't know what to say when Jiang Qingwu suddenly laughed.

"How about this, the princess has a lot of clothes made of ordinary fabrics. Maner, when you are done eating, follow the princess."

"The princess and second brother's yard is more beautiful."

"You can go to the princess and choose some ordinary clothes. It will be considered as fulfilling the princess's kindness."

As Jiang Qingwu spoke, he looked towards Yuya. With a barely visible glance, the princess vaguely realized something.

He nodded blankly and said, "Okay, Qingwu is right, let's go, it's your choice."

Su Maner looked at Jiang Qingwu hesitantly, then nodded, "Okay, thank you, Princess."

Watching Yuya taking Su Maner away, Jiang Qingwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly to Wanyue.

"Everyone, go down." Wan Yue shouted, winked at Zhuang Qing, and then went to the backyard with Zhuang Qing.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu poured himself a glass of wine, brought it to his mouth, and raised his voice, "Come out, you thief on the beam!"


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