Alternative Redemption [Quick Transmigration]

The regent Gu Yue was born in the south of the Yangtze River. His parents died when he was young, but he grew up eating a variety of meals.Later, because of his outstanding intelligence, he was accepted as a disciple by a local scholar who failed the rankings. He was educated carefully and taught him the strategy of riding and shooting. Finally, when he became an adult, he became an official and worshiped under the command of the Taizu. He saved the first emperor himself and made great contributions.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he was falsely accused and imprisoned in the Prince Regent's Palace. In the end, he could not bear the humiliation and set fire to suicide.

No matter where you were born, you will have to return your soul to your hometown after death.

Ever since setting that big fire in the capital and escaping from feigning death, Gu Yue followed the road he walked when he was young, and walked step by step back to his original home in his memory.

The old scholar suffered from a disease before she became an official, and because she had no money to buy medicine, she died of life and death.

The old scholar passed on his life skills to her, and pinned all his distant hopes for power and fame on her. Even when he was dying of illness and was about to close his eyes, he tightly held Gu Yue's hand. With a hoarse voice, he told her over and over again not to follow in his own footsteps.

He taught Gu Yue the classics and essays in order to let Gu Yue have the wisdom to survive in the troubled times.

He taught Gu Yue to ride, shoot, and swing a knife in order to exercise Gu Yue's body so that he can enjoy a healthy life without suffering from illness.

He has never married a wife and has no children in his life, so he regards this girl raised by his own hands as his own child, hoping that she will grow into an adult, and even more wishing that she can be safe and happy.

It's a pity that the old Xiucai never imagined that his child would end up suffering from the same ailments as he did, wandering around in the world, and staggering with countless tiredness and loneliness. Back to where life began.

It is now the beginning of spring, and it has been nearly five years since Gu Yue returned to this small town.

There is a lot of drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, but today is a rare sunny day.

Gu Yue ordered the servants in the house to move the reclining chairs to the porch outside the house, wanting to bask in the sun.

Now her body is getting weaker and weaker, coughing alone consumes all her energy every day, so she is naturally unable to think about the outside world, and she has not left the room for a long time.Suddenly exposed to the bright sunlight at this moment, I couldn't help but squint my dry almond eyes, and felt a sense of alienation in a trance.

The woman raised her fingertips slightly, and the tiny warm light quietly passed through her fingers, bringing a little warmth to her body that was always exuding cold, and cast a shadow on her cheeks, which set off the slightly His quiet eyes grew darker.

But after only a moment of movement, tiredness began to flood in his consciousness.

Gu Yue put down her hands in a slump, frowned and pursed her lips to resist the painful and itchy discomfort in her throat. With her forbearance, her already pale cheeks slowly overflowed with a bright blush, hanging on the almost transparent skin , not showing the slightest ruddy blood, only feeling weird and fragile, just like the magnificence of a flash in the pan before the burning of life.

She closed her eyes quietly, the sound of her breathing was so weak that it almost didn't exist, perhaps it was because of the warmth on her body, which made her feel a little more comfortable, which made her fall into a lethargic sleep unknowingly.

Sleep deeply, forget everything.

When the dim and fragmented consciousness re-condensed, Gu Yue felt her whole body softened, her eyelids seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, and her limbs were weak, which made her subconsciously want to continue to sleep and not ask other things.

However, she was a little slow to notice the strange drops of water hanging from the back of her hand.

It is not as cold as the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is so hot that it pierces the soul, making the heart tremble slightly.

A moment of bewilderment and doubt flashed in Gu Yue's mind, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. What was reflected in his pupils instantly, except for the warm light from the sky, was a familiar face.

The face was crying again.

Not even the slightest bit of complaint, Gu Yue was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, watching the unstoppable tears of the mature woman lying on her lap, letting her tears Wet his long skirt, let her bend her back and knelt at her feet, kissing her fingertips regretfully and lovingly.

The woman only focused her eyes on the few silver strands faintly exposed in her bun, and she couldn't understand why the emperor, who should be in high spirits at this time, was only in his 20s, so haggard and vicissitudes that he looked older than her.

Didn't he already have the supreme power he dreamed of? What is the purpose of putting on this expression to play with her now?

Gu Yue only thought about it for a while and then let it go. She was indeed about to die, so she only had some money that she brought out when she escaped.If the empress likes to snatch things from her so much, then just give her this bit of gold and silver. Gu Yue has no energy to entangle with her anymore.

Seeing that she was still shedding worthless tears, the woman regretted that such an excellent seedling was not born in the theater troupe, and felt a little amused, so she bent her lips slightly as she wanted, and persuaded in a low voice:

"Don't cry, Your Majesty. There is nothing precious on Gu Yue's body now. There is only a little gold and silver left. If you want it, just take it away. You don't need to be so troublesome."

It's outrageous for a majestic emperor to cry like this all the time.

Her illness often recurs on cloudy and rainy days, so she doesn't like wet things very much now.The half-life that was dying was gone, and I didn't have the scruples of the past, so I couldn't bear it anymore, I frowned and pulled out my hand, and wiped the water droplets on the dress casually, and only waited for it after a while after taking a bath. Just change to a new dress.

"...I...I'm not...Aunt Yue...I didn't come here to ask for anything..."

The person lying on Gu Yue's lap looked up at her blankly, his eyes full of panic and pain, without the slightest bit of pride that he should have.It was as if she had been slapped heavily by someone, her face was both white and red, not to mention her pair of phoenix eyes that were almost swollen from crying, were crying in embarrassment and fear.

The fingertips that were thrown away froze in mid-air at a loss, as if subconsciously trying to grab Gu Yue's hand and not let her go, but timidly afraid that she would offend the woman because of this, so he could only hold Gu Yue's hand tightly tightly. Hem the skirt, shaking his head non-stop, explaining to Gu Yue intermittently.

"... Aunt Yue... Aunt Yue... Ah Lan knew it was wrong... Ah Lan really knew it was wrong..."

In the end, all words seemed pale and empty. Ning Qilan looked up at the person in front of her who was thinking day and night, dreaming day and night, and tried her best to see her indifferent and indifferent expression through the blurred vision. It was a lump, which was more painful than any previous nightmare, which made her sweat all over her head in an instant, and she lowered her head, sobbing uncontrollably.

Looking at the woman's face at this time, she knew that no one would believe her meaningless explanations that sound ridiculous. Apart from begging her aunt Yue to give her another chance, Ning Qilan's The condensed and almost rusty mind of yearning and regret can't think of any other way.

Ning Qilan didn't believe that Gu Yue really died in the fire, and finding her aunt Yue back has become her obsession and demon for five years.Every time when she dreamed back at midnight, the gray smoke rising from the burning fire would linger in her mind over and over again. Accompanied by the woman's disappointed and haggard face, she woke up countless times in the dark, and her heart ached. The pain of colic is also born from this.

Over the past few years, while she was dealing with the affairs of the court and China, and rectifying the name of the regent, she sent people to four places to search.But Gu Yue wanted to hide, how could it be so easy for her to find it?Ning Qilan sent people to Jiangnan twice, but returned empty-handed twice.It wasn't until a few days ago that Gu Yue was seriously ill and had to take medicine to relieve the pain. The prescription used was rather special, which was seen by Ning Qilan when she was in the Prince Regent's mansion, so she went down to the south of the Yangtze River again and came to Gu Yue. The remote alley where Yue lived when she was young.

The little emperor was standing before the end of this year, but his temples were covered with snow, and he looked even weaker and downcast than Gu Yue, who was about to die.

The woman's eyes paused slightly on her face, and the frown became tighter.

She noticed Ning Qilan's face as if she was holding back some pain for some reason, and her tightly clenched skirt pushed her doubts to the peak.

"...What exactly do you want to do, Your Majesty?"

Gu Yue stretched out her fingertips, and gently swung the hand on the skirt away little by little.

All her patience and energy were faintly exhausted, and the person kneeling in front of her was also obedient, her fingers curled up, and finally slowly fell down, not daring to annoy her anymore.

Ning Qilan closed her sore eyes, her heart hurt so much that she wished she could squeeze her body into a ball.She lowered her head, wanting to avoid the woman's cold gaze, but she didn't want to appear too incompetent and cowardly to make Gu Yue look down on her even more.

However, in the next moment, the fatigue from the toil and the pain in the chest that was getting heavier, perhaps mixed with countless thoughts and despair, all surged up at a certain moment, easily overwhelmed her everything. Ning Qilan was in a trance for a moment, her body swayed slightly, and she suddenly lost all consciousness.

Before fainting, she vaguely heard a sound that seemed very far away:

"...Alan?"

Familiar and beautiful as in a dream, she bent her lips subconsciously, the last tear condensed and hovering in the corner of her eyes slid down silently, her lips were weakly opened, and no sound came out of her hoarse throat, instead she was stuck in it for a long time Her blood splashed out all at once, and dyed a lot of red on her clothes, which were as green as when Gu Yue first met.

Aunt Yue...

Aunt Yue...

Aunt Yue's face was blank, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she was quiet for a long time, before she bent down to lift up the fainted person in front of her.

"What happened to her?"

She asked a question in a low voice as if she was muttering to herself, her voice was very shallow, and the light warm wind blew away.

"Your Majesty has suffered from angina pectoris for the past few years, and I'm afraid it may relapse at this time."

Ning Qilan's bodyguards were guarding outside, but now they heard the movement and rushed in, and another person had already gone to call the accompanying imperial physician.And this guard should have been strictly ordered by Ning Qilan, but stood anxiously five meters away, not approaching, and bent down respectfully to answer the woman's question.

Angina?

Gu Yue silently raised her hand to caress her forehead, only to feel that her eyes were a little blurry.

She couldn't help laughing, and there was a dark mockery in her eyes:

"If you're so proud, you still have angina?"

With the power she has longed for, sitting on a throne admired by thousands of people, what dissatisfaction does Ning Qilan have?

From Gu Yue's point of view, Ning Qilan's completion was only due to excessive greed.

And this comatose person, when he woke up, the first words he saw her were:

"...Aunt Yue...I won't be the emperor anymore...I only want you..."

"You come back with me, I'll give you whatever you want..."

Including the throne.

Snapped.

The rest of the absurd words were all blocked under the woman's suppressed anger, and stayed at the corner of the girl's reddened mouth.

Ning Qilan tilted her body in a daze, a burning sensation suddenly appeared on her cheek, it was as if a ball of fire was burning on it, but it caused her more pain than that.At least she never shed a single tear when she died in the fire again and again in that reincarnation. At this moment, she tilted her head slightly, and a thin layer of mist slowly appeared in her stinging eyes.

"... Aunt Yue?"

The woman's expression was more severe and condensed than ever before. She wanted to say something, but her throat was sore and itchy. Before she could speak, a violent cough broke out uncontrollably. Holding on to the bed rail beside him, he barely stabilized his body.

Ning Qilan was startled, and regardless of the pain on her face, she quickly stood up and reached out to support her.

But Gu Yue mercilessly re-shot it.

Gu Yue covered her lips, her whole body was trembling, and the end of her eyes turned bright red due to the violent cough.She pinched her fingertips deeply, and her sharp eyes fell on Ning Qilan through the mist in front of her eyes. She wished she could give her another slap in the face to wake up this idiot who didn't know the so-called.

"...You tried your best to get power, and now you have it all, but you tell me that you don't want to be emperor?"

She coldly glanced at the string of Buddhist beads on Ning Qilan's wrist, and scoffed, "Idiot!"

"You should be indecisive when you should be cruel, and you shouldn't be indecisive when you are desperate, and you will cut off all the future. Is it so easy to become the foundation of the world and the throne of the emperor? Is it something you want easily, and lose it when you want?!"

"Natural disasters in various places are still lingering, and all ethnic groups outside the pass are watching! What do you think of the common people of the Li people when you say these bastard words now?!"

The Jing Dynasty has not been established for more than 20 years, and its foundation is unstable. After traveling around, there are starvation everywhere, but what is Ning Qilan talking about after taking away the military power?

Trapped by love, I don't know what to say!

"...Your mother and your grandfather fought for decades to take down this country. Ning Qilan, what do you think this is? Royal power, wealth and wealth, rich clothes and fine food, you have received the title of emperor, and you will bear the responsibility of the world. The food, warmth and safety of the people."

A woman has never been as depressed and disappointed as she is at this moment, staring blankly at Ning Qilan's eyes that are very similar to Ning Zhitong, feeling tired and tired in her heart.

She supported the bed rail, frowned and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and closed her eyes lonely: "... I have taught you for a year, but I haven't taught you anything after all."

"The first emperor gave me a bowl of medicine before he died. Counting on my fingers now, I don't have a few days to live."

"Ning Qilan, can you rest assured only when I really die?"

Gu Yue asked softly.

She is powerless, so why aren't the people around her helpless?

But Gu Yue didn't want to hear her voice anymore, so she opened her lips lightly and said to Ning Qilan:

"In that case, you can stay for a while."

"Ning Zhitong asked you to call me Aunt Yue. I have also taught you for a while, and you should die for me."

"...Aunt Yue, Ah Lan knows it's wrong, and Ah Lan will change it next time. Don't say these things, there will be a way to cure you!"

Ning Qilan's eyes were dull, her eyes were astringent and stinging and she dared not shed tears.She is like a broken puppet that is about to be driven crazy. She doesn't know what to do, and she doesn't know how to do it. Holding on to that glimmer of hope and refusing to let go, my heart ached and cold.

However, Gu Yue's arrival here is also due to her credit, and the lessons of two sincere mistakes are enough to wake her up.The deadline is approaching, and she has long since lost her mind to think about love, but she still cares about the country that her entourage laid down back then.

She really kept Ning Qilan behind.

The Daughter of Destiny in this world is just a mortal body, and if she wants to completely break through her destiny, a momentary stimulus is far from enough, and she needs to rely on external things, such as... the emperor's luck.

If Ning Qilan can win a little bit of anger, she will continue to be her emperor, and if she touches the edge of the avenue in the future, she may be lucky enough to ascend after death.

But when she was summoned into the palace that night, Gu Yue could read the child's mind from her face.

Another daughter of destiny who indulges in love.

Gu Yue doesn't like this kind of person very much.

Love exists outside of reason, and there are too many changes, which will always affect the chess she plays and make it out of control, making her unable to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Therefore, she left those clues behind and patiently waited for the arrival of the chess pieces in her own residence, preparing to use this nearly scrapped body to accompany Ning Qilan in the final closing scene.

Ning Qilan's pain, remorse, despair, or infatuation and affection, will all become her own fodder, urging her to run towards the Emperor's standard without stopping.

The day Gu Yue died was also the season when the maple leaves fell.

She was wearing a smoky purple long dress with a palace sash around her waist, and her hair was only held in a bun by a jade hairpin.

Although she is getting older, her appearance has not changed much, she is still as clear and beautiful as when Ning Qilan and her first met, even though the sickness between her eyebrows cannot be concealed, it does not damage her color, it just adds some glaze to it Broken beauty.

Ning Qilan hugged her, gently stroking her hair with her fingertips, only mourning remained in her eyes, and her face was as calm as death.

Gu Yue's consciousness was drowsy, his vision began to blur, his limbs were numb, and he couldn't breathe.

The person was about to die, so Yue Mo let go of some unresolved knots in his heart.

She didn't resist Ning Qilan's embrace, she lay quietly, and she could vaguely trace the curvature of Ning Qilan's cheek in her eyes, which made her feel a little dazed for a moment.

Her consciousness is now like a small sail on a huge wave, and it will be overturned and drift away at any time.

Holding her last breath, Gu Yue sighed softly:

"...Alan, go back."

"It's a foregone conclusion to win the king and lose the bandits, and I won't blame you anymore... I fought with your mother and grandfather for several years, and watched the establishment of a dynasty with my own eyes... It's not easy..."

"...Go back... learn to be a good emperor... learn to be smart... and let me close my eyes at ease..."

"...Alan..."

Ah Lan, don't be so impatient when doing things, and plan before acting, so as to be safe...

Ah Lan, as an emperor, don't make a crying gesture and make others laugh instead...

Ah Lan... Aunt Yue... really left this time...

The fingertips that landed on her belly struggled for a long time, but they still couldn't touch those beautiful phoenix eyes that were always filled with water.Her lips were slightly parted, as if she wanted to utter thousands of words, but they couldn't resist the speed of life's withering. After all, they were all hidden in the last very low and shallow sigh. With the stagnation of breathing, she quietly It drifted away.

As for Alan, who made her worry about dying even before she died, she bent her pale and wet phoenix eyes obediently and obediently, with a quiet and gentle expression, and answered word by word in a low voice.

"Alan knows."

"Alan listens to Aunt Yue."

Ning Qilan tightly embraced her gradually icy body, she no longer had to be afraid that Aunt Yue would be in pain.

She exerted so much force that she almost wanted to melt this body into her own flesh and blood.

From now on, they will never be separated.

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[Hey, I haven't left yet, let's happily finish writing this article!The following is Yue'er's original world~ until Yue'er is raised~]