Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

The sound of wind, suona, talking, crying...

"Miss......."

Red carp?

"My son!"

A Niang......

"Little sister!"

Brother!

......

An Jinshu's ears rang with the voices of many people. She wanted to respond to them, but she couldn't make a sound.

There was only the strong aroma of agarwood on the tip of her nose, and the surroundings were so dark, dark, and cold. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

The calls of loved ones are clearly in my ears, but they also seem to come from the distant sky, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes dreams and sometimes real.

"what do you need?"

Gu Qingchen's voice suddenly sounded from all directions, as ethereal as an illusion.

An Jinshu was stunned. He sounded like he had recovered? But why did she feel a strange feeling even though the voice was clearly familiar?

"Have you thought about it..." someone asked Gu Qingchen.

This voice was very strange, An Jinshu had never heard it before.

She held her breath and wanted to continue listening, but the noise around her disappeared in an instant, as if she was isolated from the world at that moment, and she was the only one left in the world.

What exactly is going on?

Grandma! Red carp! She wanted to shout, but she couldn't open her mouth.

There was a sudden bone-chilling pain in the palm of my hand, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, tearing through the boundless darkness, and what came into view were familiar faces and objects.

"Yanyan?" Mrs. Qu cried with joy when she saw that she was awake. She wiped the sweat on An Jinshu's forehead with a handkerchief and brought her water.

An Jinshu drank the water in silence, and then he saw a row of silver needles standing in the palm of his hand. Doctor Mo, whom he had met once, was wiping the silver needles and putting them in a box.

"Old Doctor Mo? Why are you here?"

She had just woken up and her head was still a little confused. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that Mr. Mo was Gu Qingchen's teacher. Isn't it normal here?

Doctor Mo took the silver needle out of her hand and said with an ugly face: "As a doctor, I practice medicine and save people. There is no place in the world that I can't go to."

The anger hidden in his words made An Jinshu's face stiffen. Knowing that he might be resentful because of Gu Qingchen, An Jinshu felt a faint feeling of guilt in his heart.

Suddenly she turned to look at Mr. Qu: "Aniang, where is Adi? I just heard him speak. Has his injury gotten better?"

A cold hand covered her forehead, and Qu looked at her with a horrified look: "Yanyan, what nonsense are you talking about? Chen'er is still unconscious. Where did you hear him speak?"

Still unconscious? An Jinshu felt her head hurt, but she clearly heard him speak just now.

An Jinshu lifted the quilt and was about to get down: "I'm going to see my brother."

"Yanyan." Mrs. Qu pulled her and looked at the dark-faced old doctor Mo: "Please, old doctor Mo, please step aside."

Just as Dr. Mo had finished packing the silver needles, he picked up the box and left without looking back.

Seeing his attitude, Mother Yang laughed and was about to chase him out. Mrs. Qu stopped her and said, "Mother Yang."

"The old slave is here."

"No need to chase, you can go down as well." Mrs. Qu waved her hand.

Mother Yang sighed, stepped back quietly, and closed the door behind her.

Seeing Mrs. Qu driving everyone out, An Jinshu looked at her doubtfully: "Auntie, do you have something to say to me?"

Mrs. Qu seemed a little tired. She sat on the edge of the couch, held An Jinshu's sign language and said earnestly: "Can you blame me for the smoke?"

An Jinshu blinked and realized what she meant. She chuckled and shook her head: "If it was because of the engagement, mother wouldn't have to worry about me. On the contrary, it was Brother Huai'an who told this big lie to help us. Brother Huai'an is He is engaged, I wonder if Uncle Sheng will whip him if he knows about it."

And she, because of such a moment of selfishness, made such a big mistake, she was extremely upset at the moment.

"No." Qu said firmly.

"How do you know about Grandma? Could it be that you have met Uncle Sheng? When?"

Mrs. Qu shook his head and brought him another cup of hot tea. His voice gradually choked up as he spoke: "You have been in a coma for a day. The doctor said you were too frightened. Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to survive. "

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An Jinshu wondered: "Have I been unconscious for so long?" She thought of something: "Then the emperor has returned to the palace?"

"I'm back." Mrs. Qu suppressed her emotions and sighed: "This is what my mother wants to tell you. The engagement matter has been settled. You will know it after a while."

An Jinshu didn't think much about it, thinking that Uncle Sheng already knew and the two families had already discussed a countermeasure. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that it would not affect Sheng Huaian's engagement, otherwise she would really have to bear the blame.

Qu's face looked very bad, and her eyes were a little blue and black. It was obvious that she had not slept last night. She drank some water to moisten her throat and said slowly: "Yesterday, after Chen'er vomited blood, you fainted immediately. I was busy taking care of you." I know what happened later. Your father told me afterwards that the emperor was furious for some reason and immediately called for an imperial doctor from the palace to treat Chen'er."

Qu Shi paused: "The result of the imperial doctor's diagnosis... is very bad."

Hearing that Gu Qingchen's situation was different, An Jinshu thought. Again, Gu Qingchen could die anywhere and for anyone, but he couldn't die in the An family, and he couldn't die because of the An family. .

She didn't want to feel guilty for his death every day when she closed her eyes, and regretted letting him go alone that day.

"What did the imperial doctor say?"

"The imperial doctor said that the knife hit the vital part. It's a miracle that he could wake up. That mouthful of blood spit out half of his blood essence. Your brother... I'm afraid he won't survive."

Mrs. Qu's eyes turned red as she spoke, and tears fell on the back of An Jinshu's hand. The warm yet cool feeling made An Jinshu's heart feel half cold.

Is it possible that people really want to die in Anjia? But doesn’t he want to be emperor?

Is Gu Qingchen someone who dies so easily? An Jinshu asked himself, and the conclusion he could draw was that no matter whether he had three heads and six arms, he was just a mortal body. Brushing a knife on his neck would bleed, and a sharp knife would hurt if he pierced his abdomen. He was not a god, but an ordinary mortal.

If one move is messed up, the whole game will be messed up, so it should be like this.

"Is there no other way?"

"Yes." Qu said without thinking.

As soon as An Jinshu heard that there was a way, he immediately asked: "What way?"

"Your Majesty is going to send people to Changping Mountain. It is said that there is a miracle doctor there who can cure difficult and complicated diseases in the world and bring people back to life. The most important thing is that there is a rare medicinal material in Changping Mountain that can cure Chen'er."

Mrs. Qu's voice was very soft, and her tears couldn't stop flowing as she spoke. An Jinshu felt distressed, and handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears. For her mother, the palms and backs of her hands were all flesh, and her son had suffered so much. Seriously injured, how can a mother remain indifferent?

After watching Mrs. Qu shed tears for a while, An Jinshu saw that her mood was better before she asked about her concerns.

"Changping Mountain is thousands of miles away from Kyoto. How is this person going to get there? If it is a carriage, how can I endure the bumpy journey if I am so valued? I am afraid that everyone will die before he reaches the place. The emperor cannot order the miracle doctor. Are you coming to Kyoto with medicinal materials?"

Seeing Mrs. Qu shaking his head again: "The people in the palace said that the medicinal materials are very strange. Once they are removed from the place where they grow, they will wither within twelve hours. Once they wither, they can no longer be used as medicine. It takes twelve hours to come to Kyoto from Changping Mountain, even if it is long." You can't fly even if you lose your wings, and you can't bring this medicine with you."

When the miracle doctor comes, it’s useless to hide under the bed without medicine.

In this way, people can only pass by, but she still feels that the method of passing by people is unreliable. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and people will die.