Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

An Jinshu was not very shy at first, but because of Sheng Huaian's tender smile, his face suddenly turned red.

She was naturally fair, and when her face turned red and hot, even the tips of her ears were dyed crimson.

An Jinshu hurriedly lowered his head, fearing that he would make a fool of himself and be seen by Sheng Huaian, and even more afraid that the people around him would see it.

Sheng Huaian smiled slightly, and An Jinshu, who was close to him, could hear him. His voice was low and he was in a good mood.

"Yanyan, is this a cover-up?"

An Jinshu buried his head lower, unable to defend himself: "The weather is too hot, and my face was burned red by the sun."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hand was placed on top of her head.

An Jinshu looked at the hand on her head in confusion, and Sheng Huaian looked down at her: "I blocked the sun for Yanyan so that the sun wouldn't burn Yanyan."

An Jinshu paused, her face burning. The next moment she suddenly covered her face and rushed into the shop: "It's too hot. I'll go in first. You guys follow me slowly!"

Seeing that the little girl was made red-faced by his two words, Sheng Huai'an lowered his head and chuckled, with an unstoppable look of joy on his lips, and slowly followed into the shop.

And on a high pavilion not far from them, one person had a panoramic view of this tender and affectionate scene.

It was clearly a scorching hot day, but the place was as cold as a cold cellar, causing everyone in the pavilion to shiver.

A trace of murderous intent flashed across Gu Qingchen's evil face, and the sinister look in his eyes was evident. The bulging veins on his forehead indicated his terrible mood at the moment, and the railing that was clinging to his big hand broke at the next moment, and a trace of blood appeared. It flowed down the palm of my hand and landed on the ground with a "pat pat pat" sound.

But even though he was injured, no one behind him dared to express concern. They all wanted to reduce their sense of presence, and no one wanted to become the other's lamb to the slaughter.

"I just hope that you will go back and think about what I just said. You are all the people my mother trusts the most. I certainly don't want my sword to be stained with the blood of the adults here when the dynasty changes."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes became even more frightened. Mr. Mo stood up to see off the guests. After everyone had left, he took the medicine box and said coldly to the person on the edge of the balcony: "I don't think there is any good part about your body." , Did you not come to bandage the wound because you want to make the other party feel distressed? Do you think the other party has time to care about you? "

There is nothing more murderous than this.

The corners of Gu Qingchen's eyes twitched, and his eyes were solemn, cold, sharp and sharp.

He clenched his injured hands tightly, and blood slipped out from between his fingers, but he seemed to feel no pain and did not even move his eyebrows.

Although the letter had stated that the two of them had a close relationship and behaved intimately, no matter how much they were written in thick ink, it was never so touching in person.

He has been gone for so long, and she has never written a letter to him. Words of concern are all delivered through letters from home. Amidst all the reading, hearing and asking questions, she always has only a few words of greeting, and they all talk about the cold weather. Put on more clothes, take off your clothes when it’s hot, that kind of nonsense.

It seemed that she was very comfortable when he was away, but he, Gu Qingchen, couldn't see her being so carefree.

Someone raised his hand, and Gu Qingchen looked at Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo opened his hand and briefly dealt with the wound and blood stains. When the railing broke, he scratched his palm. The wound was not deep and it was not a serious problem.

After pouring the medicine and bandaging the wound, he went to pack the medicine box with a cold face: "The other party is already engaged, and they will only get married once three years have passed. The young master and the young master are brother and sister, and forbidden love is unethical. He is shamed by the world and criticized by everyone in the world. The young master who wants to ascend the throne as emperor in the future must not do such ridiculous things."

Gu Qingchen, however, sneered indifferently: "If I were the king, who would dare to say no?"

He raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said arrogantly: "Even if I am not the emperor, I want it, so why should I care about other people's opinions."

Hearing these arrogant words, Mr. Mo frowned: "Young Master, does he know that the two of them are in love and agree with each other? If you beat them with a stick, you won't be afraid that they will die for love?"

"Sacrificing one's life for love?" Gu Qingchen laughed a little, but An Jinshu, the kind of person who would die for love, would not have scratched himself black and blue when the poison attacked.

She... cherishes her life more than anyone else.

"She won't." Gu Qingchen said with a smile.

"Young Master, please don't forget that the Sheng family is also the most critical link. Sheng Huaian is of great use to the Young Master. If he is made to hold a grudge because of this, it will be a great loss to the Young Master and the Yuan Kingdom."

Gu Qingchen smiled contemptuously: "There are only eternal rights in this world, but no eternal feelings. Mr. Mo seems to have a high opinion of Shanda people. Why don't you and I make a bet that the other party will give up my sister for profit?" ,how?"

"Absurd." Mr. Mo was really angry at him: "Young master has not accomplished his great cause, how can he stick to the love between men and women, even if he is not a woman, why should he hurt his body and mind again and again for this."

In Mr. Mo's view, An Jinshu is a disaster star. His young master falls into danger time and time again to protect his safety. Even if such a person does not have a sibling relationship with his young master, he will find it difficult to accept that he becomes Gu Qingchen's. Pillow person.

Even funerals are about auspicious days, and marrying a virtuous wife is about a match made in heaven, with smooth fortunes.

This is still the case among the people, and it is even worse in the royal family. Even when choosing palace maids and eunuchs, you have to choose those whose birthdays and horoscopes do not conflict with the emperor. If they do, they will be sent to work in the cold palace far away.

Every year, the beautiful ladies and talented people who entered the palace were carefully screened before they could move into the harem. They were afraid that someone with a different birth date would get close to the emperor and disrupt the emperor's luck.

Counting it in detail, my young master's life hung on the line several times for Miss An San. If it hadn't been for the emperor after the barbarians slandered her chest, how could the young master have survived.

The more Mr. Mo thought about it, the more he realized that it was not possible. If the other party married his young master, his young master might be in trouble one day. This was not possible.

If Mrs. An were by his side at this moment, she would laugh out loud just thinking about his thoughts.

I guess I have to make a decision immediately. It just so happens that you don't despise my granddaughter and I don't despise your master. Let's just walk on your Yangguan Road and I'll cross my single-plank bridge, so no one can harm the other.

"Mr. Mo doesn't believe me?"

Gu Qingchen looked at Mr. Mo with cold eyes and a stern smile. His eyes were as black as paint and cold and terrifying. The feeling of oppression caused cold sweat to form on Mr. Mo's forehead, and his eyes began to dodge involuntarily.

"Old minister, that's not what I meant."

Gu Qingchen turned around and happened to see a girl from a shop not far away walking out. When she saw her smiling happily with the man beside her, he looked like she was talking. He smiled instead of getting angry.

When he spoke again, his voice sounded determined and unruly, just like him, arrogant, domineering and unbridled.

"I'm greedy. I want everything in the world and her. Whether I succeed or not, she won't even think about marrying someone else..."