Reborn as the Savior of a Short-lived Father and Son

Knowing that Gu Qinghe was going to the He Mansion, Princess Wu did not try to keep her, but only called her to stop when she was about to get off the car.

"If I had known earlier that I hated the wrong person and blamed the wrong person, I might not have fallen so deeply in these years."

Her voice was as fragile as snowflakes that would melt if you held out your hand. "You really do look like her."

Gu Qinghe turned around and saw the tears in Princess Wu's eyes.

It has nothing to do with appearance or bloodline.

What is most similar to Lu Zhiyao about her is her aloofness that does not care about life and death. However, she is not exactly like Lu Zhiyao. Lu Zhiyao is like a bamboo that would rather break than bend, aloof and aloof, and would never worry about some imaginary people or things.

As for Gu Qinghe, she racked her brains to find a word that could describe Gu Qinghe. Even though the words didn't express her feelings, she finally sighed softly, "I wish you success."

Gu Qinghe did not try to comfort her. Be it loving or hating the wrong person, life was short. She couldn't even handle her own messy affairs, so how could she have the time to coax others?

What's more, Gu Qinghe had no right to comfort her. After all, she was not the one entangled in all this love and hate.

After getting off the carriage, He Wenkui knew she was coming and had been waiting at the door early in the morning, leaning against the door frame.

When he saw her, his eyes were full of surprise, but he was also shy and didn't dare to speak.

Speaking of which, Gu Qinghe hadn't seen this little girl for some time. She was busy with a lot of things. Plus, she was afraid that her identity would be exposed and the He Mansion would be involved with her, so she never dared to come to the He Mansion too often.

So although He Wenkui was surprised by her arrival, he also felt strange because of the short separation.

Gu Qinghe walked towards her and said, "It's cold today, why don't you wear more clothes?"

"It's not cold," she pulled at her new coat, "my mother made new clothes, they are very warm."

He Wenkui liked her to begin with, and after she spoke a few words, the familiarity returned. She held Gu Qinghe's hand without her noticing, and dragged her to Madam Lu's yard, "Mom has also made new clothes for Sister Gu, let's go over and try them on."

He Zhiyuan was out handling some matters and had not returned yet. Mrs. He had caught a cold these two days, so she sat in the house and did not come out.

Seeing He Wenkui leading Gu Qinghe in, the sadness in his brows and eyes instantly dissipated, and he smiled happily, "It's over so quickly, your uncle He is afraid that something has happened, so he went out to inquire."

No wonder. Today was supposed to be a day off. Knowing that I was coming, Uncle He would definitely not go out. It must have been late, and he was worried that she would be implicated and left in the palace. He was really worried, so he went out to ask someone.

He Wenkui blinked her watery eyes. The little girl was well protected and had no idea of ​​the darkness and dangers of the world. She was only looking forward to seeing Gu Qinghe wearing the clothes made by her mother.

She couldn't wait to take out the clothes that Mrs. He had made overnight. The aqua blue color and satin-like luster made Gu Qinghe's eyes slightly red.

"You have fair skin, this color looks good on you."

In fact, before the Chen family got into trouble, Gu Qinghe loved dressing up.

She was born beautiful since she was a child. The neighbors in Liangtuo were annoyed by her naughty temper, but they could not stand her just holding her face and acting coquettishly. If things got more serious, she would throw herself into the arms of the old ladies and aunts and hug them a few times, and no one would go home to complain about her.

Chen Qingshan said that she was so good at coaxing people at such a young age, what would she be like when she grows up.

But whether he was going to private school or going out with his mother, he would always bring her gifts when he came back.

A beautiful hairpin, a furry hair tie that can be used to tie small hairpins, and a small mirror that she can put in her sleeve pocket and take out to look at herself whenever she wants...

She loves all kinds of bright colors and likes all beautiful and exquisite things in the world.

After the incident at the Chen family, she lost her love for these things. The clothes she wore could not be plainer. The red spots that almost covered half of her face were now regarded by her as a part of herself. The original white jade hairpin was replaced by the one given by Shao Wei. The ruby ​​on the silver hairpin was the only bright color on her body.

She looked at the new dress hesitantly for a long while, then smiled at Madam He, "So beautiful."

Mrs. He seemed to see what was going on in her mind, and her throat and nose felt a little sour. "I heard from your mother that you like this color. If you don't like it, I can change it to another color. I have nothing to do here anyway, so I can make a few clothes for you kids and kill some time."

Gu Qinghe shook her head and walked behind the screen to change her clothes.

Mrs. He's needlework was excellent, and there was nothing wrong with the dress, except that she had lost some weight in the past few days, which made the dress a little loose.

"It's a bit too big, take it off and I'll modify it."

"No, I might be fat again in two days. I lost some weight because of the bumpy ride on the road a few days ago. Now I have gained a lot back."

Madam He scolded her, "I see your face is getting thinner and thinner, but I can't tell where the fat came from."

After a few jokes, Madam He found an excuse to ask He Wenkui to leave. There were only two people left in the room. Madam He immediately grabbed Gu Qinghe's hand and asked, "Did everything go well today? Did those people give you any trouble?"

"It's not difficult," Gu Qinghe raised the corner of his lips lightly, "This is the first one, no one can escape."

Mrs. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing.

She understood Gu Qinghe's temper and knew how stubborn this child was, but as a parent, who wouldn't want their child to have an easier life?

When Chen Fanzhi entrusted Gu Qinghe to He Zhiyuan, his only hope was that she could live well, instead of carrying all this hatred and making difficult plans to avenge the Chen family amidst many dangers.

The Chen family loves her so much. If they knew what she is doing now, they will definitely be heartbroken.

Even Mrs. He, an outsider, felt so distressed when she saw this. If she changed her mind a little, she would realize that if something happened to her and her husband, how could she bear to let her daughter run around like this?

She looked at Gu Qinghe with a look of heartache and melancholy.

The two of them didn't chat for long before He Zhiyuan came back. When he heard that Gu Qinghe was in his wife's yard, he immediately hurried over.

As soon as he saw Gu Qinghe, he couldn't control the admiration in his eyes. "After the King of Wu is brought back to the capital this time, I'm afraid he will be convicted directly. Whether it's the death penalty or exile, he will never be able to turn things around this time."

Actually, the death penalty is better. Considering the resentment that the Qi and Lin families have towards the King of Wu, if he is sentenced to exile, these two families will inevitably make trouble for him along the way, which is much more painful than beheading him directly.