Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

On the 9th day of the 30th year of the Yuan Dynasty, the Duhu Mansion was decorated with lanterns and firecrackers.

An Jinshu was dressed up and received the blessings from the visitors.

Gu Yao took An Jinshu's hand and smiled very happily: "Yanyan, your hairpin ceremony was not held because of your health. You should take this opportunity to have a good time today."

An Jinshu didn't like such noisy occasions, not to mention she was the protagonist: "If it hadn't been for my mother-in-law saying that the An family was dead and there were rumors everywhere, and she wanted to use this lively atmosphere to quell the rumors, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to do it. I would My neck is still sore."

An Jinshu didn't want to mention it, so he asked Gu Yao in a low voice about her recent affairs: "How fun was it for you to go to your grandfather's house a few days ago? I heard that your mother-in-law intends to betroth you to Zhou Ping, the Minister of Rites?"

Gu Yao ate the peeled melon seeds and sneered disdainfully: "I don't want to marry someone with porridge or rice. I want to marry the one I love."

An Jinshu suddenly smiled when he saw her arrogant look, and touched her with his arm: "Tell me, do you have a sweetheart?"

Gu Yao said no, but her face turned red quietly.

There was no need to say anything else about her look. An Jinshu had a smile that I knew.

"Tell me who the husband is and when it happened."

Gu Yao turned sideways with an ouch and became shy: "What did Yanyan say? What kind of husband? No, no..."

"You're not telling the truth to me?" An Jinshu picked up the tea cup and covered his lips with a smile, so that he could look at her with his eyes full of autumn water.

Gu Yao was stared at by her and couldn't help but blushed and muttered: "You haven't seen it... He doesn't know that I like him."

"Wishful thinking?" An Jinshu was surprised: "Who is he?"

Gu Yao thought for a while: "Groomman."

An Jinshu almost spit out her tea water, but luckily she managed to hold herself together so as not to make a fool of herself in front of others.

But even so, there were still some water stains on the corners of her mouth because of surprise. She took out her handkerchief and wiped it and moved closer to Gu Yao calmly: "What did you say? Groom?"

Gu Yao nodded with a peach heart in her eyes: "Well, he is a horse breeder in a village. The horses he raises are excellent, fat and strong. He can also do martial arts, and his martial arts are also very good."

"What about that person? How is he?" An Jinshu asked.

Gu Yao didn't even think about it: "He's not bad either."

An Jinshu: "......"

"Yutang, your marriage is not a child's play. If the other person is really a groom as you say, do you know how much pressure you two have to bear if you want to be with him, and how much obstruction and rumors you have to endure?"

Gu Yao grabbed the handkerchief with a troubled face: "I know..."

She raised her eyes and looked at An Jinshu: "But Yanyan, I really like him and want to be with him."

An Jinshu thought about it seriously and asked, "Then were you serious when you liked Gu Qingchen? Didn't you also think about being with him?"

Gu Yao quickly shook her head: "It's different..."

Gu Yao wanted to say more, but someone came up to talk to An Jinshu, so she stopped talking.

The guests were women from other aristocratic families, whom I had seen at banquets before. They followed the etiquette to wish An Jinshu a happy birthday and chatted with her master.

This also includes two sisters from the Jiang family.

Ever since Gu Yao's incident, they both held a grudge against An Jinshu. For such a long time, the two of them had spread rumors about her in Kyoto.

When the rumors were at their peak, An Jinshu was recovering from poison in the temple. Gu Yao also happened to leave Kyoto. Except for a few symbolic explanations from the An family, no one cared about them.

An Jinshu has not been out of her home since she came back from the temple. Although she heard a lot of rumors along the way, she didn't take them to heart. Rumors are just rumors after all. She knew how she was doing, but she saw her today after such a long time. Only then did her two sisters remember this.

Jiang Changning has changed a lot. Two years ago, she was one of the most beautiful women in Kyoto. Now she is even more beautiful and colorful. She is unique among the noble ladies and has a good temperament.

In comparison, Jiang Changrou was a little behind.

Although they are siblings from the same mother, the older the two sisters get, the less similar they become. Jiang Changning now looks generous and noble, while Jiang Changrou becomes more like a Jiangnan girl with a more feminine appearance and a more feminine temperament. An Jinshu Looking at it, Zhongtou couldn't help but wonder if something had happened to the Jiang sisters in the past two years.

As the saying goes, love comes from the heart. Could it be that the Jiang family wants to send a "queen" to the palace?

"I haven't seen Sister An for two years since we last said goodbye. Sister An is so refined and beautiful now." Jiang Changning twisted the handkerchief with her long jade fingers, smiling like an oriole. Every frown and every smile is pleasing to the eye.

An Jinshu looked at her current appearance and was even more convinced of her thoughts, so she chuckled and replied: "Compared to Sister Jiang's graceful appearance, she is still a little inferior. I have been sick for two years and I still know what she looks like today. How can I see you sisters if you don’t have a sallow complexion covered with makeup? Sister Jiang, don’t make fun of me.”

At this time, a female relative of a fifth-rank minister expressed concern: "Can Sister An be cured of her illness? I didn't see Sister An at the Camellia Banquet a few days ago, but she is still sick?"

The young lady's words also aroused the curiosity of other female family members.

As the prospective daughter-in-law of Sheng Guo Gongfu, An Jinshu married Sheng Huaian, who was as beautiful as a crown jewel. Naturally, the talented person was stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

When Sheng Huaian announced his engagement, the eyes of many women in Kyoto became red with tears. At that time, An Jinshu was the public enemy of all the women in Kyoto.

Later, it was reported that An Jinshu was ill. On the surface, these female relatives of the aristocratic family were worried, but inwardly they were gloating about her misfortune. They all hoped that she would collapse, so that her marriage to the Sheng family would be cancelled, and they would have a chance.

In the past two years, many people have gone to Guoan Temple to inquire about An Jinshu. They even stayed at Guoan Temple for a short time and wanted to meet An Jinshu or inquire about him, but no one got what they wanted. .

The An family didn't know what method they used to silence the monk from Guo'an Temple. They asked three questions, but they didn't know. If it weren't for the fact that this man was recuperating in Guo'an Temple and even the empress in the palace knew about it, they would all doubt whether he was in Guo'an Temple.

Now that someone asked this question, all the female relatives present pricked up their ears. After all, it is impossible for the Shengguo Palace to marry a sick man into the house. Everyone knows that the Sheng family only has Sheng Huaian, and they are looking forward to him marrying and having children for the country. The government is in full bloom.

An Jinshu smiled slightly and his eyebrows curved into a crescent shape. He did not answer the question directly, but said with regret and helplessness: "I often hear Yutang mention banquets in Kyoto, such as flower appreciation, lake tours, and tea appreciation. I am I feel itchy but I can’t come.”

But then she stretched out her brows and smiled brightly. She glanced at Gu Yao beside her and then at the female family members present and said with a soft smile: "Fortunately, now that the clouds are clearing and the moon is shining, I can live up to the care of all my sisters." and worried.”