Fast time travel: The villain is bowing his head again

I don't know what's wrong with the sky tonight, it's been changing all the time, and when the two of them walked down the mountain, it started to rain densely.

Both of them came on horseback, and immediately got on their horses and ran towards the city. Dongchang was closer to the city gate. Seeing that it was raining hard, Gu Yishuo followed him to Dongchang.

Someone came to pick them up as soon as the two got off the horse, and they were almost soaked when they entered the inner room.

Chongjiu ordered: "Get hot water and bring some dry clothes."

Gu Yishuo looked at the water droplets on the tip of his hair, and felt that he was really in a mess.

Chong Jiu wiped him with a dry towel, "A few days ago you were still coughing, but now you are cold again, I asked them to boil some ginger water."

Gu Yishuo straightened his sleeves without saying anything, "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is really unforgettable."

"Yes, I didn't expect such a scene to happen. I don't know if it's God's grace to send you here." Chong Jiu packed his wet clothes and still didn't forget to face him.

"A lot of people got drenched on the road this year."

Gu Yishuo was about to take off his wet boots and socks when he stopped.

The servants outside were in a hurry. For some reason, Gu Yishuo seemed to have images that did not belong to his memory.

A person kneeling in the heavy rain appeared in his mind, with golden light shining in front and helpless cries behind him.

His head suddenly hurt, Gu Yishuo suddenly closed his eyes.

Gu Yishuo: 007, what's going on?

007: [The host should have triggered the ability to predict the plot in advance. 】

Gu Yishuo: Who is that person?

He failed to hear 007's answer, and a burst of dizziness made him temporarily lose his mind.

——Suo'er, come, read the letter written by your uncle Zeng.

——Father, what is a gentleman without contention?

——It means that I hope that Shuo'er can become a well-rounded person in the future. If you don't fight for anything, your Uncle Zeng will do it.

——Then I will study hard from Uncle Zeng in the future...

When Gu Yishuo woke up again, he was already under the warm quilt, and his panic just met Chongjiu's worried eyes.

"It's a nightmare, I keep hearing you shouting who is it?" Chong Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

Gu Yishuo still stayed in some memories that slowly came back, "People who are very important to..."

After finishing speaking, he was about to get out of bed and shouted: "Prepare the horse!"

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Chong Jiu stopped him, "Where are you going at this hour?"

Gu Yishuo didn't have time to explain anything but insisted: "I must go!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Chong Jiu could clearly see the firmness and unquestionability in his eyes.

Chong Jiu was silent for a moment and said, "I will accompany you."

Gu Yishuo put on his boots, his mind was still spinning, "It's not easy for you to intervene in this matter..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yishuo stopped him, and Chong Jiu was also so irresistible, "I said, I will accompany you."

Both of them understood each other's personalities, the gate of Dongchang opened on a rainy night, and the white horse flew out, and the two were submerged in the rain again.

Gu Yishuo was a little restless along the way, the system said he was predicting the plot in advance, so can the written plot be changed?

He was momentarily distraught, and he had never felt so powerless.

When the two arrived at the gate of the palace, the gate was already closed.

Seeing that it was General Gu and Lord Chongdu who came, he hurriedly opened the door, fearing that there would be delays.

Gu Yishuo walked towards the main hall by instinct, and the steps below were already covered with rainwater.

The golden light in front has overlapped with the scene in Gu Yishuo's mind just now.

Trembling slightly, he wiped the water off his face with his hands and continued walking up.

All I could see was a man kneeling in front of the main hall, the rain was dripping from his sleeves, and the gray hair on his back was sticking to his clothes.

The whole person is extremely thin, only the back is still straight, unmoved by the wind and rain.

For a moment, the scene in front of Gu Yishuo overlapped with the scene in his mind, which hurt his eyes.

Chongjiu stood beside Gu Yishuo, wanting to reach out his hand to hold him, but Gu Yishuo just walked forward.

Chong Jiu's hand was empty.

Gu Yishuo also knelt down beside Mr. Zeng, held his hand and said, "Get up."

Elder Zeng frowned vaguely, "Yi Shuo is here, the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival is beautiful today, have you seen it?"

Gu Yishuo gently wiped the water off Zeng Lao's face to protect him from the rain, "I see, everyone has seen it, the old lady is still waiting for you to go back together for the holiday."

"Her, it must be that I won't go back again, she won't eat mooncakes..." Mr. Zeng stretched out his hand and gestured, "Fortunately, I shared a piece of mooncake with her before I went out. She likes sweet things."

Gu Yi reached out to help him up, "Come on, let's go back, Mr. Zeng, let's go back and eat sweet mooncakes together."

Elder Zeng stubbornly shook off his hand, and his wet and wide sleeves brought a string of drops of water on the low-lying water, "I won't go back! As long as the emperor insists on making that Loulan concubine queen, I can't go back!"

"Let's go back first, let's think of a way together, shall we? There are so many of us, so the emperor has to listen to us, right?" Gu Yishuo acted patiently as if coaxing a child.

He also knelt beside Mr. Zeng, with the umbrella stretched out by Chongjiu above their heads, and the face of the person holding the umbrella was also blown by the slanting wind and rain.

Gu Yishuo's heart was all on Mr. Zeng, so he couldn't see it.

Elder Zeng seemed to be touched by something, Hu murmured suddenly: "Why is it like this now, the first emperor... the first emperor also dotes on this younger brother very much... Confused!"

"My girder can't be destroyed in his hands no matter what, as long as I, Zeng Zi, stay on the girder with one breath, I won't fall down!" Zeng Lao said the last voice was already hoarse, and the last bit of strength in his body was spent on the girder. Above Mingzhi.

Loyal ministers remonstrate to death, but there is no Mingjun around.

What is the value of the death of a loyal minister?

Calls came through the sound of rain in the distance, "Old man, old man Zeng, come home for me."

Looking at the old lady, she walked up step by step regardless of the dissuasion of the maid beside her.

Her steps staggered, her feet were covered with rain, and she even slipped.

Mr. Zeng, who was motionless just now, saw this scene and hurriedly wanted to get up and leave, but found that his knees could no longer move.

I could only cry bitterly: "Madam, please slow down..."

Waiting for Gu Yishuo to help Mr. Zeng stand up, he walked two steps away when he saw the old lady come up, and was held by Mr. Zeng tightly, "What are you doing here? Ah, so Oh my god, it's in the house! How did these slaves let you out!"

Seeing that Mr. Zeng still had the strength to curse, the old lady hugged him, sobbing and crying: "Old man, you scared me to death."