Exiled Princess: From the Palace Heist to Becoming a Rich Madame [MTL]

Chapter 61-65

Just as the yamen runners were about to take action, a sweet voice rang out from the crowd, "Stop!"

Welcome Jiang Ru's grand entrance!

The townspeople, hearing the voice from behind, spontaneously made way.

Jiang Ru, dressed in a white gown, slowly emerged into everyone's view.

She came to the most conspicuous spot, stood tall, and slowly raised the Dragon Soul Sword in her hand...

"His Majesty" is here...

Uh, I wonder if they recognize her.

What if they don't, would I make a fool of myself?

Jiang Ru muttered in her heart: His Majesty's divine spirit...

The townspeople gazed at the familiar-looking young lady, whispered to each other.

"This girl looks like someone we've seen before."

"She does seem familiar."

A woman said excitedly, "Oh, I remember now, it's her who exposed the bandit's hideout!"

Once this was said, everyone quickly recalled the scene where the bandits were bound together and brought to the magistrate's office.

Chu Wenqian, watching Jiang Ru intervene in his work, felt a chilling sense of foreboding as he didn't notice the Dragon Soul Sword in her hand.

He watched the boldly expressive Jiang Ru and grumbled inwardly, "Daring to interfere with my handling of the case, she's truly audacious."

Steward Xue was somewhat surprised by Jiang Ru's actions. When he saw the golden Dragon Pattern Sword, he immediately went weak in the legs... and knelt.

The Dragon Soul Sword? This was the very sword His Majesty used during his reign and on his personal expeditions.

In that battle, the Xuan Yu Dynasty, outnumbered by twice the Great Yan Dynasty's forces, suffered a crushing defeat.

Border generals believed that this sword held the spirit of a dragon.

Upon returning to the capital, His Majesty named it the "Dragon Soul Sword"!

From then on, this sword symbolized supreme authority.

There was even a folk legend that whoever possessed this sword would be the next monarch.

But, why was it here?

Suddenly, Steward Xue recalled Chu Wenqian's words.

Could this Jiang Ru be the... Consort An, the one His Lordship mentioned?

Could it be that His Majesty passed on the Dragon Soul Sword to Prince An?

If that were the case, His Majesty... had deliberately chosen to pass the throne to Prince An.

Oh dear, who said a phoenix without feathers was inferior to a chicken!

His Lordship, at this moment, was merely temporarily unconscious, and when he woke up, His current Majesty was afraid...

Steward Xue turned pale and, trembling, crawled to Chu Wenqian's side, stammering, "My Lord, she's holding the Dragon, Dragon Soul Sword."

Chu Wenqian, upon hearing this, widened his eyes in shock.

Once he recognized it, his face changed drastically.

Is that really the Dragon Soul Sword?

Why is it in her... hand?