Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

On the night of the twenty-seventh day of the month of Jia, it was the quarter of Xu.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and the cold wind mixed with the cold rain fell to the ground and turned into ice.

An Jinshu stood in the corridor and looked at the drizzle under the cold light. There was no trace of warmth in her body. The cold air spread all over her body, making her unable to move.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to catch the falling cold rain, but for some reason, she didn't catch a drop of rain even though she stretched out her hand: "The sky is changing so fast."

One moment there was a bright moon, but in the blink of an eye there was a thunderstorm.

Mrs. Wang and Lihua didn't talk to each other behind her. They both knew what was going on and neither dared nor could say anything.

"Mother Wang, can you send me back?"

After a while, An Jinshu turned to look at Mrs. Wang behind her.

Mrs. Wang hesitated for a moment and then made a decision immediately: "Miss Third, wait a moment while I go to hold an umbrella."

An Jinshu twitched the corner of his mouth, then turned around and continued to look at the sky.

Lihua looked at the frail back of the girl in front of her, and suddenly felt an inexplicable loneliness and helplessness. Lihua couldn't help but take a step back. She knew that the feeling just now was not hers, but the person in front of her.

"three......"

Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, a figure walked past her. It was Mrs. Wang who came back from taking an umbrella.

Lihua immediately shut her mouth, lowered her eyebrows and returned to the door.

Seeing the person walking into the rain and then disappearing into the night, Lihua shook her head and expressed regret. Although she was also sorry that such a beautiful fourth young master had to die like this, but he was a barbarian spy and death was not enough. It is not worth regretting if you resolve your hatred.

It's just pity that the third lady has lost weight because of all the traveling back and forth.

In the night, it was raining and the oil-paper umbrella crackled, and An Jinshu suddenly screamed halfway through.

Mrs. Wang quickly picked up the lantern to look, but the next moment her mouth and nose were covered by someone. Then she rolled her eyes and the lantern and oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground.

An Jinshu bent down and picked up the oil-paper umbrella and lantern. Hong Li and Ah Li struggled to carry the four of them and walked quickly to the nearest house.

Because it was raining, no one was walking around in the backyard, so no one saw them.

An Jinshu opened the door, and Hong Li and Ah Li struggled to carry the person into the house.

Hong Li and Ah Li were both drenched by the cold rain, and An Jinshu was also somewhat wet.

At this moment, I was shivering and speechless.

An Jinshu used the remaining light to rummage through the cabinets, but could not find any clothes that could be changed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Search her, look for the key first."

Although Hong Li and Ah Li's teeth chattered with the cold, they still followed the instructions and began to search for Mrs. Wang's body.

The hard work paid off, and after only a moment of groping, she found two keys at her waist.

Hong Li used the faint light to identify it, and Qi Fen was definitely the key to the warehouse, because the locks of the warehouse were different from those of other houses, and were usually kept by the ladies in charge of each yard.

This is also the reason why they tied up Mrs. Wang. Besides Mrs. An, she was the one in charge of everything in Ruyi Courtyard.

An Jinshu handed the umbrella to Ah Li and said, "Hong Li and I will go to Ruyi Courtyard. You go back to the yard and pick up a quilt to cover her. Then you go back to the yard and wait for us."

Ah Li pushed the umbrella back: "Miss, I don't need an umbrella."

"Just take it if I tell you to. It's inconvenient for me and Hongli to go to Ruyi Courtyard to get an umbrella. You can take it and go back to the yard quickly."

But Ah Li still didn't take the umbrella. Not only that, she turned around and ran away after An Jinshu said this.

An Jinshu looked at the wide open door and gave up helplessly.

After leaving the room, Hongli looked back worriedly at the unconscious Mrs. Wang: "Miss, does this medicine really work?"

"It works, she won't wake up until tomorrow afternoon."

Hong Li reminded again: "Miss, Mr. Sheng is still waiting outside the house? What should I do? But if I ask this servant to go forward, he will only tell him to go back?"

An Jinshu thought for a moment, then squatted down to find a puddle and washed the blood on his hands to avoid being seen by Sheng Huaian later: "Let's go and see brother Huai'an first."

The rain became heavier and heavier, pouring down as if to annihilate the world.

Mo Zhu held an umbrella for Sheng Huaian and stood with him in front of the Duhu Mansion. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but there was no movement in front of the mansion, he couldn't help but said to the people next to him: "Master, why don't we get back to the carriage?" Wait, Miss An may be delayed, the rain is getting heavier and the weather is cold, so be careful of getting cold."

Sheng Huaian frowned and stared at the gate of the Duhu Mansion with his gentle eyes. There was no movement at the vermilion gate. He nodded: "Okay."

As he finished speaking, the gate of the Protector's Mansion opened.

He raised his eyes in surprise and saw the person he longed for walking out of the door.

"Yanyan." He stepped forward happily.

Mo Zhu hurriedly followed, fearing that he would get wet.

The lantern in front of the mansion was swayed by the wind, and the shadows of people under the candlelight kept changing with the swaying of the lantern.

Accompanied by the cold wind, An Jinshu looked at the visitor with a bright smile: "Brother Huai'an, why are you here? Can you have a meal at such a late hour?"

"I miss you so much, and you are so beautiful." Sheng Huai'an looked at An Jinshu with deep affection, unwilling to move his eyes.

An Jinshu had something on her mind. Faced with such an affectionate confession, although she was a little shy, she was not very excited.

"It's too late, so I won't ask Brother Huai'an to sit in the mansion. I hope Brother Huai'an will understand."

Sheng Huaian understood. He smiled and took out a letter from his arms. It was a letter written by An Jinshu to him.

"I actually came here so late because I wanted to see Yanyan. Yanyan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see me off when I went to Suzhou, and I was also afraid that I wouldn't be able to see Yanyan before I left."

An Jinshu was moved: "Brother Huai'an actually didn't have to come so late. Brother Huai'an must have known about the engagement banquet. It's too dangerous to travel at night, and you are in a high position. It is inevitable that some people will have suspicions. We can meet at the engagement banquet." of."

"No." Sheng Huaian touched her head, full of love: "As long as you see Yanyan, it's never too late."

As he said, Sheng Huaian came here just to see her and fulfill what she said in her letter, and also to talk about the engagement banquet.

Now he has a heavy responsibility and cannot stay long. After saying what he wants to say and seeing the people he wants to see, he has to rush back.

Before leaving, Sheng Huaian gave her a camellia hairpin and said that she would never let her down in this life.

If it were another time and another place, An Jin Shuding would be moved to tears and say that she would never let him down.

But today was not the right time, and she had no intention of talking about love. Gu Qingchen's life and death were uncertain, and the fate of the An family was in jeopardy.

The weather is unfavorable, with violent storms, thunder and lightning, as if it is a sign that something bad is about to happen.

How could she be in the mood to respond to his love...

An Jinshu put Sheng Huaian on the carriage with a smile, and then watched him go away. The smile faded as the shadow of the carriage disappeared in the night.

She picked up her skirt and walked quickly into the house. When she reached the front yard, she decided to check on Gu Qingchen's condition first.

But when he walked to the door, he bumped into Zhang Cai, who was rushing out with a basin in his hand.

Under the fierce collision, the water basin in Zhang Cai's hand failed to hold it, and fell to the ground with a loud bang. A basin of blood spilled on An Jinshu's skirt, dyeing her embroidered shoes with white lotus on them. red.

"Miss Third? Little..."

Zhang Cai wanted to apologize, but An Jinshu walked directly past him and entered the house without holding him accountable.

The basin of blood stung An Jinshu's eyes. How much blood did he have to vomit to dye the basin of water so bright red?