Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

Hearing this, Gu Qingchen narrowed his eyes lightly, and just as he was about to speak, Sheng Huaian continued to smile and said: "But there is something Sheng needs to remind Mr. Gu. As the adopted son of the general and the adopted brother of Yanyan, Mr. Gu is responsible for It’s a bit too much.”

Sheng Huaian's voice was light and airy, but the weight of these words made Gu Qingchen breathe heavily for a moment.

He was naturally white, and the end of his eyes would turn a little red when he was angry. At this moment, he raised the corners of his mouth, stared straight at the person opposite and suddenly laughed out loud: "Thanks to the Number One Scholar for reminding me, it's really Or worse, I forget my identity."

Sheng Huaian seemed not to understand the sarcasm in his words, and bowed his hands: "This is what Sheng should do, Mr. Gu, there is no need to be polite."

The corners of Gu Qingchen's raised lips had fallen down at some point, and the bottomless black eyes contained only coldness and murderous intent. Suddenly he turned around with a cold sneer: "It's getting late. It’s time to take your seats.”

Sheng Huaian looked at Gu Qingchen's back and smiled, then followed him up.

An Jinshu seemed to have a bad premonition when she saw Gu Qingchen and Sheng Huaian coming back one after another. She looked at Sheng Huaian with worry, and Sheng Huaian smiled gently at her, as if to reassure her.

Seeing that he was fine, An Jinshu withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Qingchen. The other person's face was ugly, the most ugly that An Jinshu had ever seen.

If you weren't fine just now, what's going on?

She stepped forward and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but she stretched out her hand and then retracted it. After thinking about it, she decided not to touch him. He didn't like being touched by herself.

"Why don't you feel comfortable, brother? Why does your face look so ugly?" An Jinshu asked with concern.

Mrs. Qu also came up at this moment, and she was a little worried when she saw Gu Qingchen's face darkened: "Chen'er, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly? We need a doctor."

The hand in Gu Qingchen's sleeve tightly squeezed a gold seal. It wasn't until his palm was cut by the corner of the gold seal that he felt pain and warm liquid flowed out. He then recovered his smile and raised his head: "It's okay with me, mother, don't worry. , just sit there with some heat."

Mrs. Qu was very surprised to see that his expression was as bright as the sky. She stared at him carefully for a moment and saw that there was nothing strange about him. Then she was relieved: "The sun is indeed a bit poisonous. You just sit here and rest for a while. I will ask someone to help you." Make some herbal tea to relieve the heat. The banquet will begin soon. Today is your recognition banquet, so nothing can happen to you."

Gu Qingchen was noncommittal: "I'm sorry for bothering my mother, my son can just take a rest."

Seeing Gu Qingchen acting like this, Qu was shocked to realize that it was indeed a bit hot today. She didn't dare to relax, so she hurriedly went to arrange herbal tea to relieve the heat, and asked the kitchen to make more for all the distinguished guests who came. Don't worry about anyone. If someone gets a heatstroke from the heat, it would be a joke if word spread.

An Jinshu was suspicious of Gu Qingchen's unwellness due to heat stroke. How could someone who was fine just now say he had heat stroke in such a blink of an eye? But Gu Qingchen's ugly face just now didn't look like he was pretending. She was a little I don't understand.

"It's cool here, brother, let's take a rest. I'll go talk to the ladies and come back later." An Jinshu said softly, and wanted to leave after saying that.

"Sister." Gu Qingchen called her.

An Jinshu groaned and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Gu Qingchen raised her hand and came closer to her. An Jinshu saw that he was clenching his fist, which clearly meant that he had something to give her, so he reached out his hand without thinking too much.

"Boom." A dull sound sounded, and An Jinshu saw something with blood crossing her eyes. Then she hit her palm and something fell on her palm.

An Jinshu looked down and stopped breathing. Her face instantly turned pale and her body trembled violently. In her palm, a golden seal covered with red blood stood impartially in the center of her palm.

The blood on the golden seal flowed along the pattern and onto her palm. An Jinshu felt very cold. The seal was very cold, the blood was very cold, but not as cold as her body.

She opened her eyes and looked at Gu Qingchen with fear, her lips trembling for a long time without asking a single word.

"Sister, you are so afraid of me, why do you always try to please me?" Gu Qingchen smiled so hard that An Jinshu trembled and took a few steps back.

"I, I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not deliberately trying to please you." She tried to stay calm, trying to get rid of the fear Gu Qingchen had brought to her. She didn't want to have a showdown with him before the time was right. She wasn't ready yet. .

She put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and opened her palm holding the golden seal: "Why is there blood on this golden seal?"

She cast her gaze on Gu Qingchen's hand: "Are you injured?"

Seeing that she was clearly afraid of him, she was trembling all over, but she still suppressed her fear and showed concern for him. Gu Qingchen found it very interesting.

His eyes were deep, and the thin red at the end of his eyes gave his face a beautiful color. His eyes looking at An Jinshu were filled with a dark color that he had never seen before. His laughter was very shallow and soft, But An Jinshu heard it clearly, and she could tell that he was in a good mood.

The laughter sent a chill down her spine. The chill was exactly the same as when she faced off against the poisonous snake at the entrance of the cave in Heianji Temple.

The dangerous feeling of being stared at by prey and bitten to death made her retreat into the sunlight involuntarily.

An Jinshu, who was shrouded in the sun, felt her cold body warming up a little bit, and the shadow drew a dividing line between her and Gu Qingchen, like a barrier separating her from the other party.

She looked at Gu Qingchen sitting in the shadows, staring at her with an evil smile. He was like that snake, dormant in the dark, preparing to give her a fatal blow.

There was a sudden slap on the shoulder, and An Jinshu turned around in shock. Qu was standing behind her with a cup of summer-relieving herbal tea. His normal expression turned dark when he saw her pale face.

"Yanyan? Are you suffering from heatstroke too?" Mrs. Qu worriedly stretched out her hand to touch her face: "Why is it so cold?"

Mrs. Qu hurriedly handed her herbal tea to her hand: "Drink it, quickly."

An Jinshu didn't want to worry Mrs. Qu, so she took the tea bowl with one hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Is it better?"

An Jinshu nodded and smiled at Mrs. Qu: "Okay, Auntie, this tea really works."

Mrs. Qu still worriedly touched her forehead and then her face, and then she quickly pulled An Jinshu into the shadows: "Why are you standing in the sun when you don't feel comfortable?"

"I didn't have time to escape. I drank the herbal tea and I'm fine." An Jinshu was afraid that she would be worried and tried to smile.

As long as she pretended to be the same, Mrs. Qu didn't suspect anything. He took another bowl of herbal tea and handed it to her, muttering: "You kids are overly pampered on weekdays. You can't stand even a little bit of heat. It's really worrying."

As she said that, she walked up to Gu Qingchen with herbal tea, then half-bent down to look at Gu Qingchen's face. Seeing that he was indeed fine, she patted his shoulder and said kindly: "Drink, if you don't drink enough, there are still more." .”

Gu Qingchen took the bowl of herbal tea with a smile, then smiled and clinked the glasses with An Jinshu from afar, then raised his head, the bowl of herbal tea bottomed out, and a stream of brown tea liquid flowed out from the edge of the bowl. Sliding his green neck between the collars, Gu Qingchen touched it with her big hand and said with great comfort: "It tastes good!"