Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

After leaving the study, An Jinshu and An Ruran walked side by side. The cold wind blew through their skin and the sky was freezing. The sky that usually only had drizzle was filled with frost today, leaving a layer of white frost on the ground. .

The two walked in silence for a while until they reached a fork in the road before An Jinshu spoke up: "What are you going to do, brother?"

After she said those offensive words in the study just now, her father only sighed without saying a word. He only told her brother to think about it. He was obviously struggling in his heart and in great pain. As a father, he never wanted his child to find someone to accompany him and live a happy life. , but as a minister and the head of the family, he has too many helpless things.

An Jinran stopped, and a figure appeared in his mind. His handsome eyebrows flew sideways, his eyes were cold, and he made a decision in just a moment: "Enter the palace to meet the saint."

"Anti-order?"

"Welcome the princess into the house."

“…”

An Jinran touched her head and smiled at her: "Little sister Tianleng, stop wandering around and go back."

After saying this, without waiting for An Jinshu to say anything, he turned around resolutely and strode away.

"Brother..."

An Jinshu murmured, watching An Jinran's tall and strong figure disappear in front of her eyes. An Jinshu's eyes were sore. She returned to the yard half-heartedly. When she opened the door, she seemed to see a black shadow. She was startled. When she looked at it, But there was nothing.

An Jinshu thought she was dazzled and didn't think much about it, so she asked Hongli to prepare pen and ink. She planned to write a letter to brother Huai'an and ask him to help her to see if there was any room for change in her brother's matter.

In fact, she was very reluctant to trouble Sheng Huaian. Now that he was re-appointed by His Majesty and occupied the imperial position in the Hanlin Academy, such a high position must have made it difficult for him to be surrounded by enemies. She would not want to trouble him unless she had no choice but to do so.

The letter was written quickly, and Hongli sent it quickly. Of course, it was intercepted even faster.

Qingge secretly held the letter and read it in amazement, disdainfully curling her lips. She had only been delayed for a few days to deal with the aftermath of the underground forces in Yangzhou, but how could this person be married to a princess?

"Not a man." Even the marriage must be controlled.

Qing Ge snorted, copied the contents of the letter intact, then stuffed it back into the envelope intact and asked someone to send it out.

The secret guard who contacted her was Nai Qing's singer. Seeing her gloomy face, he asked with concern: "Chief Qing, you don't look well, but are you sick?"

As you can imagine, when the secret guard came out of the darkness, his normal appearance was already bruised and swollen like a pig's head, which shocked his companions.

"What happened to you? Did you hit it yourself?" one of them teased him.

The secret guard who received the beating shook his head with a grimace: "As the saying goes, only villains and women are difficult to raise, and it is indeed true."

Not long after sending the letter, An Jinshu received a reply from Sheng Huaian. There were only a few words in the letter: Qingping Juyoushi Yishu.

He answered simply and concisely. An Jinshu looked at it and wrote down the three words "Qing Ping Ju". He thought it was brother Huai'an who wanted to ask her about specific matters.

Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and An Jinshu arrived at the door of Qingping Residence on time at [-]:[-] p.m. Qingping Residence was not a pavilion, but a courtyard. The entrance was surrounded by a fence and planted with flowers and plants. A pavilion was built in the north of the hall, and a pond was dug around it. In the south, the water is diverted and trees are planted to serve as a resting place. The rockery and flowing water are very elegant.

If it weren't for the word Qingpingju written on the sign at the door, An Jinshu would have thought this place was the secluded residence of a certain scholar.

Standing in front of the door and looking around, An Jinshu was about to ask Hongli to go find the store, but before she could say anything, a boy hurriedly walked out of the wooden house in the courtyard, walked down the steps and went straight to the door.

"Excuse me, do you have a post?" The little boy came closer and asked through the fence.

There was no post from An Jinshu. Sheng Huaian only said in the letter that he wanted to live a peaceful life, but did not give her any post, so she shook her head.

"Then do you have an appointment with anyone?" the little boy continued to ask.

An Jinshu thought for a while: "Mr. Sheng."

The little boy Wen Sheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Are you Miss An?"

An Jinshu nodded. Seeing this, the little boy quickly opened the fence and made an invitation gesture: "My lord, please come with me."

Following the little boy through the wooden corridor, he opened the door of a room named Zhulian on the corridor. As soon as An Jinshu entered the room, he saw a person sitting in front of the table in the room. It was not Sheng Huaian. Who could it be.

"Brother Huai'an." An Jinshu stepped forward with a smile: "When did brother Huai'an come?"

Sheng Huaian looked at her with warm eyes and a smile, and saw her sitting down and adding hot tea to him: "Just arrived."

Then he added another sentence out of fear that An Jinshu wouldn't believe it: "Before half a cup of tea."

Last time in the teahouse, he hurried back and forth without paying attention to An Jinshu. These days, his eyes have become a little green, and there are also some red bloodshot eyes. An Jinshu's hand holding the tea paused: "Brother Huai'an Is it going well for you when you first enter the court?"

"It went well." Sheng Huaian chuckled, always looking indifferent, but then he seemed to realize something, touched his eyes with his hand and said with a helpless smile: "Is it obvious?"

"Yes." An Jinshu put down the cup, feeling annoyed. She regretted looking for him. She clearly knew that Brother Huai'an was very busy and she still wanted to trouble him.

Sheng Huaian didn't take it seriously: "His Majesty has been in poor health recently and has been in bed for the past few years. The Hanlin Academy is busy preparing for lectures on scriptures and essays for the coming year, so he is a little busy. In the past, he had a leisurely life, but he would not be like this."

An Jinshu was not very happy when she heard this. She knew that Sheng Huaian's words were to comfort her. How could the Holy One think of him so highly, so how could he let him relax.

"It's almost the end of the New Year, and I haven't asked about Brother Huai'an's birthday. Is Brother Huai'an's birthday celebrated?"

Sheng Huaian raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes as gentle as water: "Unfortunately, it's already passed, Jia Yue's birthday is on the [-]th."

Originally, I was a little disappointed when I heard that he had passed An Jinshu. After all, she rarely had the opportunity to thank him for his help in the previous life after they reunited in this life. After all, he was not Gu Qingchen and couldn't use the friendship between brother and sister to give things as he wanted. Now he has few opportunities. An opportunity to express gratitude.

But then I heard from him that his birthday was the [-]th day of the month of Jia. An Jinshu's eyes lit up instantly, and he said in surprise: "Brother Huai'an and I were born on the same month and day! What a coincidence."

Sheng Huaian was also startled, with a surprised look in his eyes: "Really?"

Although he had a marriage contract with her, he actually didn't know her date of birth. He never imagined that it would be such a coincidence.

"Yes, my birthday is also on the [-]th of Jia Yue, so from now on the two of us can celebrate our birthdays together." An Jinshu said with a smile.

Her unintentional words were listened to by those who cared about them, and they kept them in their hearts, only remembering that they would celebrate birthdays together every year.

Sheng Huaian: "Okay."

Seeing his promise, An Jinshu happily picked up the tea and took a sip. Suddenly, she thought of something: "That's right." She exclaimed.

The voice was so loud that Sheng Huaian spilled some tea in his hand. When he raised his head, a magnified face appeared in front of him. Sheng Huaian almost fell over in fright. He could barely stabilize his body. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. It was a false alarm, and the second blushed a little because of the close distance between the two of them.

"Ahem, cough, cough." Sheng Huaian leaned back a little, covering his red face with a teacup and said, "What's wrong?"

An Jinshu also realized that he seemed a little too rash, and he coughed twice in embarrassment and retreated: "I just wanted to ask Brother Huai'an about the engagement he said in front of the emperor that day. I asked my mother-in-law afterwards, My mother-in-law said that she had already discussed it with Uncle Sheng, but she didn’t say the specific situation, so I just wanted to ask Brother Huai’an about you.”