Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

An Jinshu, who was thousands of miles away, naturally didn't know what happened in Kyoto, nor did he know what Gu Qingchen did after learning about her death.

If she knew, she would definitely run a little further away, and even further away. It would be best if she never appeared in front of others in her life.

After hearing the news of Emperor Yuan'an's death, An Jinshu ate in a muddle-headed manner. In the end, he only ate half of his meal before he put down his chopsticks and went out to wait.

Hong Li was worried about her, so he stopped using his chopsticks and followed her out.

The sun was setting outside, and the glow was as red as fire.

An Jinshu sat on the steps in front of the inn, her back looking lonely and lonely.

Hong Li sat silently next to her, keeping her company quietly.

"What do you think grandma and dad are doing now? They must be too worried to eat."

The emperor died and the court was in turmoil. Even An Jinshu, who was thousands of miles away, knew that Kyoto would be in chaos.

A hand slowly placed on the back of her hand, and Hong Li comforted her silently.

An Jinshu lowered his eyes with sore eyes: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just feel a little homesick. I'll be fine soon."

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Thousands of miles away in the Protector's Mansion, everyone in the An family stood tremblingly in the center of the lobby. The person sitting in front of them had a pair of sinister eyes that flickered in and out with the dim candlelight.

The evildoer's appearance is as delicate as a demon but still masculine. He has a jade crown and mysterious clothes. Once he sits there, he is a presence that no one can ignore. The oppressive feeling emanating from his body is even for those who are marching and fighting like An Ruhe. Somewhat ashamed.

What makes them even more confused is that today is Gu Qingchen's enthronement ceremony. Why would he come to Anjia on such an important day.

"If your Majesty has something important to do, you can ask the general to come to the palace to meet the emperor. Why does your Majesty need to make this trip in person?" An Ruhe said solemnly, cupping his fists, in full compliance with the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers.

Gu Qingchen banged her hands on the table and looked at him expressionlessly, but when she opened her mouth, everyone in the An family was scared to death: "Give me sister's body."

He used the word "我" instead of "我", which was obviously quite polite to the An family. An Ruhe also noticed it, but the more polite he was, the more uneasy he became.

"I will not be able to agree. My daughter has been buried for more than half a month. If you want her body, you can only dig her grave. The deceased is the most important. This is a taboo matter." An Ruhe refused sharply.

"I have not discussed this with you."

Gu Qingchen's voice was cold, and he expressed his attitude in just one sentence.

The faces of everyone in the An family were livid. An Jinran clenched his fists and had veins popping out. He looked at Gu Qingchen with sparks in his eyes and sneered, "My sister is already dead and you don't want to clean her up. What's wrong? I'll see you at the grave digging." Can a dead person be resurrected?"

Gu Qingchen stood up, looking at him like an arrow, and the corners of her lips curled up like an evil ghost: "What if."

An Jinran's smile gave him chills all over his body, and the sneer on his face gradually faded into an ugly look of pig liver.

If An Jinran hadn't been sure that the other party didn't know the truth, otherwise he would have thought that the other party knew that his little sister had faked her death.

"Enough!" shouted loudly, and Mrs. An stood up from the stool.

Qu quickly tried to stop her, but was glared back by her.

Mrs. An walked up to Gu Qingchen, threw away her crutches, and knelt down straight in front of him.

Gu Qingchen stared at her coldly, without any warmth in his eyes.

"If Your Majesty wants to dig up my granddaughter's grave, just step over my old woman's body."

"Mother." An Ruhe was shocked and stepped forward to grab her: "What are you talking about?"

Old Mrs. An threw him away and scolded him: "Don't you dare talk to me. This old woman like me won't live much longer. Sooner or later she will die."

"My poor Yan girl's body is about to be dug up before her bones are cold. How can you, a father, bear it!"

"Then what do you want your son to do?" An Ruhe was also very angry. He had not agreed to such a ridiculous request, so why bother to cause trouble for him at such a juncture.

Why didn't she understand Gu Qingchen's methods? If the other party was really angry, he might really dig a grave under her body. Since he had the ability to make Anjia disappear overnight, why should he be afraid of doing it again.

Old Mrs. An was stopped by An Ruhe's voice. Her turbid eyes were full of astonishment. She couldn't believe her ears and believed that the son she had worked so hard to raise would dare to contradict her.

Suddenly she burst into tears and screams, without the dignity and majesty of the noble family, and more like a naughty old lady who scolded the street.

Gu Qingchen couldn't help but frown when he saw it. Finally, he stood up and walked past the An family, leaving only a cold words and an indifferent back to the An family.

"Since you are worried about Gu disturbing my sister's purity, then wait until the forty-nine days pass. If you dare to stop me then, don't blame Gu for not remembering the past friendship."

After he left, the An family's lobby suddenly became quiet. Mrs. Qu helped Mrs. An sit down.

Mrs. Wang went out of the house to check around, and after confirming that Gu Qingchen had left An's house, she returned to the house and nodded to everyone in the lobby.

As soon as the door of the hall closed, An Ruhe knelt in front of Mrs. An and kowtowed three times: "My son is unfilial, and I wronged my mother to act like this with my son."

Old Mrs. An gasped and waved her hands: "It's okay. It's just prevarication. You can quickly take Ran'er to dig him out and deal with him properly. Don't wait until he finds something wrong with his appearance after digging his grave. Let's That’s all, I’m just afraid that Yan Yatou will suffer.”

An Ruhe naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. Looking at Gu Qingchen's words and expression today, he knew that the other party had dug the grave. They performed this drama today to buy time to dispose of the body and prevent the other party from discovering any flaws.

Fortunately, they had bought more than ten days, and they took this opportunity to properly dispose of the body to speed up the decomposition. By the time he opened the coffin, the body had already changed beyond recognition. Unless Gu Qingchen had extraordinary abilities, he would not be able to discover it.

The carriage drove through the late night streets, followed by black armored guards wearing black armor.

In the carriage, Gu Qingchen closed her eyes and took a nap. Heizhou Qingge sat opposite him, holding his sword and keeping watch. The two of them did not dare to look at the expressions of the people opposite them the whole time, because they could tell Gu Qingchen's mood from the moment they got in the carriage. Not good.

Qing Ge would feel frightened every time he thought about the crazy look of the person opposite him after he woke up and learned about An Jinshu's death.

It was clear that he was extremely weak, but he still wanted to settle down and find the other party. Anyone who dared to stop Tongtong would be killed by the sword.

Qing Ge will never forget that when she arrived, the blood all over his body and the corpses behind him were really shocking.

"Go to sister's place."

Gu Qingchen's lazy and deep voice sounded in the suddenly quiet carriage.

Hei Zhou was slightly startled and blurted out: "Isn't Miss An dead?"

Qing Ge quickly pulled him, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.

Gu Qingchen opened his eyes from his rest. The carriage compartment was extremely dark, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, with a faint cold light that was very penetrating.

Hei Zhou realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists to beg for mercy: "This subordinate talks too much, please forgive me."

Gu Qingchen glanced at him and asked him with a smile: "Do you think my sister is dead?"

A strange chill ran down my spine in the dark, and I lowered my head without daring to speak.

Gu Qingchen laughed heartily. He touched his heart, and the smile slowly fell from his lips: "But I can clearly feel that she is not dead."