Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

The woman's voice was soft and sultry, and the grievance in her tone made the man hug her back.

"Let me see if you're crying."

The man is handsome and well-groomed. His eyebrows are very similar to Gu Qingchen's. He should be about thirty years old. When the man is high-spirited, the slight wrinkles on his face do not affect his charm.

If An Jinshu were present at this moment, his jaw would be dropped by the appearance of these two people.

Because she knew both of them, one was Princess Taiping who almost became her sister-in-law, and the other was the late Crown Prince Gu Honghao who was praised by everyone in the world.

"Hao Yan, don't stay here, please go and accompany me."

Since she came to this house, she was bored to death. It was nothing compared to the palace. It was fine without a palace maid to accompany her. She also couldn't go out. She spent all day long in this house waiting for someone to return. Such days It's really enough.

"Didn't I just accompany you an hour ago? Be good, go back to the yard and stay quiet until I finish my work and go look for you."

Gu Honghao's sword-shaped eyebrows were raised slightly, and his eyes were filled with a smile.

"No, I don't want to go back alone." Chengping grabbed his arm and kept acting coquettishly: "Haoyang, you go to the yard to accompany me, okay, okay."

Her voice was soft and sultry, but Gu Honghao's face became darker and darker, and finally his forehead twitched and he slapped Chengping hard with his backhand.

A loud "pop" sound startled the sparrows as they begged for food. Shengping couldn't even utter a scream and was slapped to the ground. He covered his face and did not move for a long time.

"Send her back to the courtyard. Don't call her out without my permission." Gu Honghao didn't bother to step forward to pull her away. He slowly sat down, picked up the white brocade handkerchief and began to wipe his hands.

The little palace maid who was following Cheng Ping turned pale with fright and hurried to help the person on the ground.

After being lifted up, the skin on the corners of Chengping's mouth was slowly bleeding. His hairpins were scattered like a madman, and his luxurious clothes were stained with dust. He was in such an embarrassing state. This was not the princess who looked above her. She was probably the humiliated prostitute in the brothel. Everyone believes it.

Chengping was helped away by the little palace maid, and Gu Honghao turned around and started playing chess again as if nothing happened.

The ferocious look on his brows has not faded, and the smile on his lips is so terrifying.

Chengping limped and walked to the courtyard with the little palace maid. As she walked, she started crying.

The little palace maid next to her said distressedly: "The princess is so beautiful that she came here to endure hardships with him. The young master has gone too far and actually attacked the princess. It is simply disgusting."

Before she could finish her words, the little palace maid received a slap from Chengping, who saw Chengping glaring at her with anger in his eyes: "Who do you think you are? Hao Lang, even a lowly person like you can be insulted! Slapping mouth!"

The little palace maid was so beaten that she shivered, fell to her knees and started slapping herself.

It wasn't until Fan's entire face turned red that Chengping shouted stop and let her go.

The little palace maid stood up from the ground with a swollen face and supported her again. This time she didn't say anything more.

After sending Taiping back to the courtyard, the two little palace maids were guarding outside the house. Others were taking care of the house, so it was not their turn.

"Sister Ying'er, does your face hurt?" Another little maid asked thoughtfully.

Ying'er was the little palace maid who was slapped. She shook her head first, and then nodded imperceptibly.

"The princess is also cruel. Sister Ying'er loves the princess the most on weekdays. She rushes to do anything. As a result, sister Ying'er still has to be punished. Look at the skin on her flowery face. Sister Ying'er is still young and ruined. What a great thing about looks."

She was fine if she didn't talk about Ying'er, but when she did talk about Ying'er, she immediately felt aggrieved.

She is indeed the most respectable little palace maid around Chengping, otherwise she wouldn't be able to follow Chengping here this time. Just because she is sweet-talking and can cause trouble, Chengping also likes to keep her in the house to serve him.

But today, she was punished like this even though she was clearly doing nothing wrong. She felt aggrieved. She was even more sad when she heard others say that her face was bruised and disfigured. She covered her face and started crying.

"Sister Ying'er, why are you crying?" The little palace maid squatted beside her to comfort her, then handed out a small porcelain vase and said mysteriously: "This is for you, sister Ying'er."

"What is this?" Ying'er was curious.

The little palace maid looked around, then leaned close to Ying'er and whispered a few words in her ear. Ying'er immediately opened her eyes wide.

"Is it really that magical?"

"I can lie to you. This is my family's exclusive secret recipe. If it weren't for the fact that I see Sister Ying'er shining on me every day, I would never be willing to take it out. But the amount of this thing is small in one bottle, so Sister Ying'er saves it. If it is used, if it is gone, I will not be able to buy the medicinal materials and make a second bottle as I am short of money."

Ying'er saw that she was so rare about this thing, so she believed her words and carefully put the thing into her arms, saying that she would save some money.

When they entered the house in the evening, the bottle of plaster they had sent out during the day was placed on Sheng Ping's coffin.

Ying'er blushed a little when she saw this and secretly observed the expressions of the people next to her.

I felt relieved when I saw that the people around me were normal.

In fact, when she wasn't paying attention, the little palace maid smiled softly. She knew that Ying'er would send the ointment to please Chengping, and it was true.

That night a scream pierced the sky.

When everyone heard the screams and rushed over, they saw Taiping covering his face and stumbling out of the house.

Gu Honghao heard the sound and came over to see a terrifying scene.

Chengping's face was densely covered with red pustules. Her beautiful little face was now as swollen as a pig's head, and the pustules squeezed her entire face out of shape.

The pustule seemed to be itchy. She stretched out her hand to scratch it and saw that the pustule burst open and oozed fishy blood.

This scene was simply disgusting, but Gu Honghao ignored his physical discomfort and immediately stepped forward to capture Chengping and tie her up.

Ying'er had long been paralyzed with fear. She looked around for the other person, but there was no trace of him at all.

She immediately wanted to run away, but Gu Honghao's men grabbed her by the collar and tied her up.

Taiping came here carrying people from the palace, but now something like this happened, Gu Honghao was a little panicked. The matter was at a critical moment, how could he let Taiping ruin his plan? If his brother knew about him and Taiping How could we let him off lightly if he had an affair?

Therefore, the only plan for now is to detain Taiping and treat it on his own. As for Concubine Rong, it should not be discovered for a while.

Gu Honghao's subordinates looked at Sheng Ping who was struggling and screaming on the couch and couldn't bear to say: "Your Highness, the princess needs medical treatment."

"Go, call the imperial doctor, tell me I'm ill and find someone I can trust."

Gu Honghao looked at the person on the couch coldly, his head ached but she hadn't been here all night. She had set such a big trap for him. If she ruined his good deeds, he would not let her off lightly.

In the Yongning Palace of the Imperial Palace, Concubine Rong was getting ready to rest after taking a bath.

As a result, Breaking Wind's voice carried a sharp arrow and nailed it directly less than three meters away from her bed.

These changes not only made Concubine Rong pale, but also frightened the people around her.

After being frightened, Concubine Rong wrapped herself up in bed and pulled out the sharp arrow regardless of her grandma's obstruction.

There was a letter tied to the sharp arrow. Concubine Rong opened it carefully, and then it was struck like thunder.

The bright moon was high in the sky and the evening breeze was gentle. A carriage quietly drove out of the palace without disturbing anyone.

On the palace wall, Qingge held his sword and watched the carriage go away, then turned around and went back to pay errands.