Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

An Jinshu kept searching through his mind for the clips of his past interactions with Gu Qingchen, but found nothing wrong.

How did his brother tell that she liked Gu Qingchen?

"Haha." An Jinran let out a deep laugh, and An Jinshu looked at him inexplicably.

An Jinran rubbed her head: "She is indeed a child, and the secret was revealed after just a little bit of deception."

An Jinshu: "?"

She suddenly realized that her brother was trying to trick her, and angrily glared at him and said rudely: "Brother, instead of worrying about my affairs, you should think about yourself. My mother-in-law is almost scratching her tongue when she thinks about it. When will you marry me a sister-in-law?"

"You girl, you won't be able to pick up any pot." An Jinran laughed helplessly, spreading his hands with an indifferent look: "Your brother and I are in such a miserable state now, who can marry me?"

"Sister Qingge," An Jinshu blurted out.

An Jinran was stunned and looked at her with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Is it obvious?"

An Jinshu looked at him with a half-smile, and the expression on her face had already answered for her: What do you think?

An Jinran laughed: "I thought I wasn't obvious enough, otherwise she wouldn't be able to turn around so neatly."

An Jinshu himself was helpless when it came to relationships. He was so bruised and bruised that he had no way to comfort others.

Facing her brother's dejected look, she suddenly regretted mentioning this topic. She intended to end it, but An Jinran suddenly asked her: "I heard that she was injured, little sister, do you know the situation?"

An Jinshu really didn't hear about this, so he shook his head: "I don't know, but I know that she must be fine. There are others around her to protect her, brother, don't worry."

"Someone else?" An Jinran grabbed her hand: "What other person? Who is it?"

He happened to catch these two words in the whole sentence, and An Jinshu was a little funny.

Not wanting to cause him any confusion, she explained: "Sister Qingge is the leader, and her subordinates will protect her."

"That's it." An Jinran let go of his hand, then realized that he seemed a little too excited, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

An Jinshu shook his head and smiled: "Actually, have you ever thought about it, brother? Sister Qingge just has no confidence in brother. Has brother ever taken any substantive action towards sister Qingge?"

An Jinran didn't understand: "What substantive action? I said asking her to follow me and giving her things don't count?"

"Forget it, but it's not enough." An Jinshu looked extremely serious: "Sister Qingge is different from the other women. She was sold into the organization since she was a child. She has gone through many hardships. She is used to seeing life and death, so how can she be moved by sweet words and external objects? My brother has Never thought about it, what does Sister Qingge really need?"

An Jinran really hadn't thought about this problem, but he understood that using the usual methods of coaxing women to make them happy would not work.

"Looks like I have to think about it hard."

An Jinshu smiled: "Brother, you really need to think about it carefully. Sister Qingge is a good woman. If I have to choose someone to be my sister-in-law, I hope it is her."

An Jinran looked at her with a smile on his face: "Little sister, do you think I can succeed?"

An Jinshu patted his arm encouragingly: "I believe in brother. I hope that when I come back next time, brother has already embraced the beauty and given birth to a little nephew for me to play with."

The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled.

"Then I would like to borrow my little sister's good words and wish her a picturesque journey, infinitely beautiful scenery, and a happy journey."

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The matter did not take much time. That evening, when Qu and An Ruhe came back from the palace, the whole family sat together again and settled the matter.

As a party involved, An Jinshu agreed with Emperor Yuan'an's approach, so she certainly had her own considerations.

After An Ruhe and Qu entered the palace in the afternoon, they had to nod sadly after being coerced by Emperor Yuan'an.

But the premise is still based on An Jinshu's willingness. If An Jinshu is not willing, An Ruhe will not agree to such a ridiculous thing even if he risks his life.

Now that we have agreed, there will be no An Jinshu in the world from now on. In order to make An Jinshu's death convincing, Emperor Yuan'an did not call her the one who died in the palace incident a year ago, but called An Jinshu It was publicized that she contracted a serious illness and died after returning home.

And An Jinshu never thought that he would attend his own funeral in his lifetime.

She walked through the crowd and headed towards the mourning hall, where there was a lot of crying and white silk hanging everywhere.

There were people who came to attend her funeral, some she knew, some she didn't know, some who looked sad, and of course some people who watched the fun.

But An Jinshu didn't care. Some people cast curious glances wherever she passed, but most of them ignored them.

Then she was violently knocked away, and she fell to the ground unsteadily.

She was about to scold the other person for not having eyes, but when she raised her eyes, she became mute.

"Are you okay?" The man in front of him is slender, wearing a crescent white robe, with a blue purse hanging around his waist. He has handsome features, and even without smiling, he gives people a feeling of warmth and water. It's not Sheng Huaian. Who could it be.

An Jinshu subconsciously turned her face away, fearing that the other party would recognize her. After all, today was her funeral, and she should be lying in the coffin, not here.

"This girl? Are you in serious trouble?" Seeing that the girl on the ground ignored him, Sheng Huaian lost his patience.

An Jinshu was shocked when he heard him call "girl". She was now wearing a human skin mask and had changed her appearance. How could Sheng Huaian recognize her.

Thinking of this, she turned back and looked at her scratched hands: "It's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him strode away and hurried into the mourning hall.

An Jinshu got up from the ground and limped to the door of the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall, lying in the huge coffin was a substitute that Emperor Yuan'an had found from nowhere. He wore a human skin mask that looked like her, and his body shape and height were the same as hers. People can find flaws.

Her father, mother-in-law and others were kneeling in the center of the mourning hall, burning paper money with painful expressions on their faces. Beside them, the lady from a wealthy family with whom she was friends was gently comforting her, expressing her condolences.

Gu Yao cried heartbreakingly on the side, her voice louder than everyone present, and no one cried more miserably than her. An Jinshu looked a little funny, a little distressed, and more of a self-blame.

The road she has chosen is unknown. She cannot tell Gu Yao the truth for the time being. When things stabilize in the future, she may write to her. I am afraid that Gu Yao will think she has seen a ghost. Thinking of that, she will have a frightened expression. , An Jinshu curled her lips.

His eyes moved. Although he didn't want to face him, An Jinshu still couldn't help but look at the person next to the coffin in the center of the mourning hall.

Sheng Huaian stood in front of the coffin and stared blankly at "her" substitute in the coffin.

Looking from her perspective, she could see Sheng Huaian's trembling arms and lips. There was pain, disbelief, and more of a look of defeat in his eyes.

His hands were tightly grasping the coffin, and he wanted to reach out and touch "her" in the coffin, but he tried several times but failed to reach out.

His eyes were so sad and desolate, revealing endless despair and reluctance. He raised his head and closed his eyes. The tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes stung An Jinshu's eyes, making her unable to look back anymore. Turn around.

One more look, even one glance, would make An Jinshu unable to help but rush in and tell him that she was not dead and tell him not to cry.

But how will all this end then?

An Jinshu wiped her tears and never looked back, even when she heard Gu Yao calling her Yanyan heartbreakingly, and she didn't look back when she heard Sheng Huaian's shrill roar.

She walked in a hurry and quickly disappeared into the crowd as if fleeing. Only the flying white silk and the lingering fragrance on it knew that she had been there.