Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

The red carp held open the window and looked at what was going on outside through the small gap in the window. She squinted her eyes and bit her lip for a while, looking funny and ridiculous. An Jinshu sat in front of the small table and supported her chin with one hand and looked at the brocade. Pa looked sad and distressed.

"Miss, the beggar has been taken away by the mother-in-law."

Hong Li turned his head to inform her.

"Sister Hongli, do you think it was wrong for me to save him and keep him? He should not have had such a fate."

An Jinshu said quietly, Hongli closed the window and walked to her, then reached out and took the handkerchief over.

"Hey!" An Jinshu reached out to grab it, but Hongli put his hands behind his back to prevent her from taking the veil away.

"Miss, since you are determined to keep him, why worry about these things? Miss, save him from fire and water, no matter how bad it is, working in the backyard of the Duhu Mansion is better than him being whipped outside with no clothes on. He If it is a piece of gold, it will always shine. If he is a piece of rusty iron, even if the lady gives him the best in everything, he will still be unable to hold up the wall with mud. This slave will help the lady put it away, and the lady should not worry about that beggar."

An Jinshu was a little dumbfounded by Hong Li's words, and An Jinshu felt the same way when she said it.

Now that she has rescued him and decided to keep him, why bother asking for trouble? Now that he has been sent to the backyard by her, she will never see him again unless something unexpected happens.

But An Jinshu always felt that Wen Heng's matter would not end so easily. She hesitated and called Hong Li to come over. She whispered a few words to Hong Li quietly.

"Do you understand?"

She asked.

Hong Li nodded: "I understand."

At noon that day, a simple carriage set off from the backyard of the Duhu Mansion and galloped out of the city.

Wen Heng sat uneasily in the carriage, listening to the roar of the coachman driving outside and the wind whistle of the carriage passing by, and accepted the fact that he had been abandoned.

He was huddled in the corner, staring somewhere with empty eyes. The lady didn't want him because he made her angry, and the lady hated him because he was a waste!

Wen Heng's eyes slowly focused and then settled on his wrist. He slowly raised his hand and slowly approached his lips.

The moment the cold lips touched his wrist, he opened his mouth and bit the pulse point as if he had been saved, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty red light.

His teeth turned into sharp weapons at this moment, and his wrists turned into rotten meat without feeling. Blood soon flowed from the corners of his mouth. He seemed to feel that it was not enough, and he was trying harder with a ruthless look in his eyes.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise outside the carriage, and then the carriage was knocked away by an unknown object. Under the violent jolt, the weight inside the carriage was thrown to the wooden wall of the carriage by inertia, and then the carriage landed and slammed back onto the deck.

There was a tingling sensation in the chest, which restored Wen Heng's human senses. He covered his chest and groaned miserably. Blood was gurgling from the bite on his wrist. The area he was lying on was soon infected with bright red blood, and then As time went by, Wen Heng felt as if life was being sucked out of his body.

"I snatched your life back from the hands of the King of Hell!"

Just when Wen Heng closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, An Jinshu's angry voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, tremblingly raised the bitten arm and covered it tightly, his eyes bursting with an unprecedented desire to survive, and he banged the carriage with all his strength.

"Help...help me!"

He can't die, he hasn't repaid the lady for saving his life, he can't die like this, he can't live up to the lady's life-saving grace, he doesn't want to become a real waste.

"help me....."

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a bloody smell mixed with cold wind floated into the carriage. Wen Heng's dilated pupils seemed to see a dark shadow. He used his last bit of strength to stretch out his hand towards the man.

"help me......"

My words were destroyed in the cold wind, and the next moment he fell straight down, unconscious.

It was already dark when Wen Heng woke up. The wounds on his wrists that had been treated and the smell of herbs all around reminded him that someone had saved him.

He groped out of bed. The room was dark and he wanted to light a lamp in a panic.

But as soon as his feet landed, a cold sword stretched out from the darkness and pressed against his throat.

"Don't move." The other party's voice was hoarse, revealing an irresistible intimidation.

Wen Heng was not afraid of death before, not even when he bit off his wrist. But now he just wanted to live, so he pulled back his feet and returned to the bed.

"Who are you? Did you save me?" Wen Heng looked at the person in the dark and asked softly.

And the answer to him was dead silence.

Just when Wen Heng had lost all hope and was about to give up questioning, there was the sound of gentle footsteps in the darkness, and then a lantern and a pair of figures appeared in front of him.

"I saved you." The face of the visitor could not be seen clearly, but Wen Heng was stunned when he heard the voice.

From the sound of his voice, the other person was no more than twelve or thirteen years old. He squinted his eyes to see the other person's true face, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see clearly.

"who are you?"

“It doesn’t matter, it’s who you are.”

Wen Heng was stunned, who was he? He had never thought about it.

A wild child who was abandoned and grew up in the mountains? A beggar who was sold, beaten and hated by everyone? How could he know? He didn't even know his name or where his home was.

Before today, he thought that the Protector's Mansion was his home, but now it was a fairyland on earth that he could never return to. Since it was a fairyland, how could it be defiled by despicable people like him?

He smiled bitterly: "I am a person who is not tolerated by heaven and earth. I only keep this miserable life now to repay her life-saving kindness."

"Is this how you're going to repay it?"

The man in the dark taunted him mercilessly: "The words spoken between lips and teeth are just words. Do you want to be a person who can only use words for the rest of your life?"

Wen Heng suddenly turned pale and his lips and teeth trembled. The other party was right. Is this how he wanted to repay his kindness? How could he return such a virtue?

The deathly aura emanating from his body was not hidden from the eyes of those who came by. The next moment, the person in the darkness slowly walked out, revealing his true appearance.

Wen Heng trembled in shock when he saw the visitor's pupils dilated.

"You, you are... the fourth young master."

Gu Qingchen leaned over and someone brought a chair for him. Gu Qingchen lifted up his clothes and sat down firmly.

His eyes looked like poisonous snakes under the dim light, and the terrible pressure emanating from his body caused cold sweat to break out on Wen Heng's back, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Have you seen me?" Gu Qingchen looked at him with a half-smile.

Under his gaze, Wen Heng felt that all the dark thoughts in his heart were revealed, with nowhere to escape.

In the past ten years, Wen Heng has never been as tormented as he is now, even though he ate maggot-infested pig food in that third-rate village, was whipped and beaten by those beasts on his birthday, and was thrown into the ice and snow to fend for himself when he was half-dead. He had never experienced such suffering before committing suicide.

The eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be able to see through his soul and see the evil things deep in his heart that he didn't want others to know.

How could he not have seen him? How many days had he hidden behind the corridor wall to watch him come to Fanjin Pavilion and enter the room that he could never enter.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Gu Qingchen wasn't upset, and just said: "As for the kindness of saving lives, I also saved your life, how should you repay me?"

Wen Heng looked at him with no desire for survival in his eyes: "I only have one body to repay."

Gu Qingchen smiled, and the next moment his tone was extremely cold. He looked at Wen Heng and said word by word: "I don't need a private person. What I need is that you work hard for me and be loyal to me."

There was a sparkle in Wen Heng's lifeless pupils. He thought he had heard wrong, so he asked carefully: "Why me?"

"It's very simple. You have a simple life experience and have no relatives. Being loyal to me will benefit both you and me." As Gu Qingchen said, someone came out of the darkness and took out a scroll.

"If you agree, you will sign a death contract. If you betray me, you will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

Wen Heng clenched the corners of his clothes with his knuckles, fighting in his heart. He knew that he was not qualified to say this to the other party at this moment, but he hesitated for a long time and still asked: "What's the benefit of following you?"

Gu Qingchen stood up and looked down at him. At this moment, his figure looked like a mountain in Wen Heng's eyes, making people want to worship him.

"It can help you live an upright life without being bullied by others. It can help you get rid of this tragic fate and repay the kindness of your savior. In this way, you can agree."

It can help you live an upright life and not be bullied by others. It can help you get rid of this tragic fate and repay the kindness of your savior...

It can help you live an upright life without being bullied by others, and it can help you get rid of this tragic fate...

It can make you live an upright life...

A long time later, when Wen Heng thought of the conversation that night, he would be glad for his original decision and that sentence...

"I agree."