Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

A group of people and horses galloped past on the long street, followed closely by another group of people and horses. Someone they knew pointed at the people who were galloping away and whispered to each other: "This is not the marriage between the Duhu Palace and Prince Duan's Palace." Soldiers? What are you doing with such a big movement at this late hour?"

There were a lot of discussions on the street. An Jinshu was sitting on the carriage, leaning on Qu's arms and half-closing his eyes, feeling drowsy.

Mrs. Qu murmured warmly while hugging her: "You have been in many troubles since you were born. If the wandering monk hadn't saved my life that year, both of us would have died in childbirth."

"Later, when you got older and had a wild temper, you often went out to play wildly before returning home after dark. One day you didn't come home until dark, so I sent someone out to look for you. After searching for you for half the night, I found you in a dry well."

"You have never been a worry-free person since you were a child. You don't like all the stuff in the girl's house. You just like to play with whips and Cuju. You make yourself covered with dirt and scars all day long. Now that you have finally grown up, I I thought I could rest assured, but in the end I still couldn’t rest assured.”

"Half a year ago you fainted for no reason, and then you were attacked when you went out. Now you have suffered this kind of misfortune. My mother really feels sorry for my son, why is it so unsatisfactory."

An Jinshu felt that the carriage was rocking like a basket, the person next to her was warm and gentle, the voice was gentle, and the rich fragrance was lingering. This moment of silence made a clear smile appear on her lips, she closed her eyes and let out a sullen sigh. He said: "How did I know that I was attacked?"

She thought her brother had not informed her mother about the attack on the terrace that day, but she never thought that Qu would have known about it all along.

A catkin covered An Jinshu's head and gently stroked her silky hair. Qu's loving voice sounded again, like the swaying smoke in front of the carved window after the spring rain, so soft that it was in the clouds.

"As long as something happens to Yanyan, I will know it. As long as Yanyan wants it, I will support it..."

The girl's lips are as beautiful as peach blossoms in March, and she gently circles the waist and abdomen of the person next to her. Her voice is as sweet as a mosquito: "My mother is so kind..."

The alley is deep and sparsely populated, red shirts look at the moon hanging above, the carriage turns the corner and slowly stops in front of the black gate. The green-faced fangs of the stone lions in front of the gate glow with a cold white luster under the moonlight. Hanging above the vermilion plaque are five powerful gold characters "Yang Yuan protects the mansion" written by Emperor Chong of the Yuan Dynasty.

The young man stood quietly under the steps in front of the door, like a sculpture decayed by the wind. He did not move for a long time. His body was half hidden by the dusk, and half was bathed in the pure moonlight. His eyes were slightly lowered to hide the gloomy atmosphere inside.

Seeing the figure of the carriage surrounded by golden flowers, clouds and smoke, he made some movement. He raised his feet to step forward, but saw a trace of bright red blood coming from the smoky blue brocade robe near the toe of the shoe.

He raised his feet until he retracted them, then he squatted down and took out the handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood stains hard, but no matter how he wiped it, the blood stains were still attached to the hem of his clothes, and the scowl in his eyes deepened, and he stood up Not bothering with the faint blood stain, he walked towards the carriage.

As he approached, he happened to bump into Yang's mother who was dismounted from the curtain. When she saw him, Yang's mother immediately beamed and whispered softly: "The Fourth Young Master is waiting for Madam?"

Gu Qingchen nodded silently and glanced sideways into the carriage. He saw the girl's posture was strange, as if she was sitting or lying down, and she couldn't see clearly.

Mother Yang dismounted and looked in front of the door and said, "Is the eldest master here?"

Gu Qingchen replied to her coldly: "Brother has not returned home with me. He said he has something to deal with and won't be back for a while."

Mother Yang was in a dilemma for a moment. She looked at the carriage and then at the crowd of servants waiting at the door. She seemed to be making a decision. She was unable to make a decision for a long time.

"Mother Yang is in trouble?" Gu Qingchen looked inside the carriage again.

Before Mother Yang could answer, Qu's soft voice came from the carriage: "But Chen'er is outside?"

Mother Yang immediately stepped aside to let Gu Qingchen board the carriage.

Gu Qingchen did not hesitate, stepped on the carriage and pulled up the opening curtain, and what caught his eye was the girl with a soft profile, sleeping soundly in the arms of Mrs. Qu, wearing the Xiang Concubine, her face full of dimples, as quiet as a delicate flower shining on the water, and the moon at its most beautiful. gentle.

His eyes froze for a moment, then he bent down and entered the carriage.

"Mother." He called softly.

Mrs. Qu looked at him with a smile, and lowered her voice deliberately for fear of disturbing the dreamer: "Is your eldest brother not here?"

Gu Qingchen nodded, and Mrs. Qu nodded as if enlightened: "In that case, we can only wake up Yanyan."

Mrs. Qu made a move to shake the person in her arms, but Gu Qingchen interrupted her slowly: "If mother believes in her son, then I will carry my sister back to the yard."

Mrs. Qu stopped moving her hand, and then her beautiful eyes swept over Gu Qingchen's body with an intent of appraising it. She saw that although the young man's figure was not strong and strong, he did not appear to be incapable of binding a chicken. He remembered that the figure of the young man seemed to be... He was much taller than Yanyan before he smiled and nodded in agreement.

"There seems to be no better solution for the current situation."

After receiving the consent, Gu Qingchen stood up and took the sleeping sweetheart from her arms. Perhaps it was because of the medicine that she was sleeping deeply. Even though Gu Qingchen had deliberately moved his hands lightly, he could not move from one person's arms to another. No movement in the arms is too small.

But when Gu Qingchen hugged her tightly and stepped out of the carriage, the girl in her arms showed no sign of waking up. She even found a comfortable position and snored softly. She didn't know if she had a sweet dream, but her lips curled up. There was a hint of smile.

Gu Qingchen's eyes slowly passed over the butterfly-like eyelashes of the person in her arms, her thin lips as red as a begonia flower, and finally fell on the white neck under her delicate face. It can be easily broken with a little force.

Hearing the footsteps approaching behind him, Gu Qingchen looked away and turned to look at the person.

Qu was originally worried that Gu Qingchen would not be able to hold An Jinshu at such a young age, but she never thought that holding An Jinshu would not be as difficult as she thought. The little girl was steady in his arms, and he was dragging her with one hand. The person's shoulders and one hand are wrapped around the legs of the person in his arms, without any effort or excess.

It was also at this moment that Mrs. Qu was shocked to realize that the young man in front of her was much stronger than when he entered the house that first snowy day. Although he was still thin, his arms and waist were no longer what they used to be.

"Mom, do you want to go with me to send sister back to the yard?" Gu Qingchen asked while holding someone in her arms.

Mrs. Qu nodded: "You should just go ahead. I can only feel relieved when I see someone sleeping peacefully."

Gu Qingchen said nothing and turned around to walk into the house. Zhang Cai immediately picked up a lantern and walked forward to light the way.

The buildings are decorated with green jade and carved eaves, and the black oil animal-faced tin rings are mostly water chestnut and flower lofts. The green tiles are filled with the sound of bird bells, the terraces are decorated with willows and flowers, and the courtyard is deep.

Maybe it was the ringing sound of bird bells on the double eaves that disturbed people. The girl who was sleeping soundly frowned slightly in her sleep and made a very low sound of impatience. Gu Qingchen looked at her with lowered eyebrows and turned her head gently. , his arms slightly closed, blocking out some noise for her.

The group of people arrived at Fanjin Pavilion in just one cup of tea. Gu Qingchen put the person on the bed and left. Luluo quickly came up to her. Qu told her a few words in detail. , also left the house.