Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

In the months that followed from that day on, the cursing outside the villa gradually disappeared.

Seeing that no one in the yard dared to stand up to stop it, people concluded that the evil spirit was just a coward. Perhaps they thought there was no point in continuing to yell and curse, so they all dispersed.

The weather was getting colder, and the deep woods on the outskirts of the city were golden. Under the sunlight, it looked like the trees were piled with gold and silver.

Gu Qingzhi walked along the tree-lined path in great relaxation, the midday sun shining on her face from time to time, making her feel cozy and comfortable.

This was the most peaceful time she had felt since her rebirth.

In fact, she has been living a relatively comfortable life recently. Since that day, Feng Zhan Ye has not been affected by the noises outside the courtyard, nor has he mentioned the evil spirit on his body again. The main mansion has also temporarily quieted down and there is no more movement.

But so much time has passed, and Feng Zhanye has asked Gu Qingzhi to secretly go out and deliver letters to the Lin family several times, but there is still no good news.

Especially since Liu Ming's affairs were inevitably spread to the palace, the emperor scolded the Lin family who pleaded for him. The Lin family had no other choice but to reply with words like "let him wait a little longer".

It is impossible to say that he is not anxious, but he can't do anything now. If he acts rashly again and the left prime minister exaggerates the matter and reports it to his father, it will only add fuel to the fire.

Fortunately, the Lin family mentioned in the letter that they had visited Concubine Hui. Although her life was not as good as before, after the Lin family had taken care of the eunuchs and palace maids, she at least had food and clothing. Knowing that his mother was temporarily safe, the young man felt a little comforted.

After taking the medicine for so many days, Feng Zhanye's complexion gradually became rosier and better looking. Gu Qingzhi was wholeheartedly focused on taking care of the child. Aunt Liu was concerned about her injuries and gave her a portion of the snacks she made to coax Feng Zhanye to take the medicine.

Not only did Gu Qingzhi heal the wounds on her body, but when she looked in the mirror she also felt that she had grown some flesh on her face.

She was afraid that if she continued to eat like this, even her bones would become lazy, so she ran to the yard every morning to practice sword skills, just as a way to exercise her body.

Feng Zhan also got up early at night. While Gu Qingzhi was getting up early to practice sword, he would write a few words.

Sometimes when he wrote quickly, he would sit under the porch and wait for Gu Qingzhi to change his clothes and wash up, and that was the case today.

Most of the leaves of the cotinus coggygria tree in the yard have fallen off, and it looks half-bald, which doesn't look very nice.

Gu Qingzhi wielded the ordinary guard's sword in her hand very smoothly. The ponytail tied high behind her head danced with the autumn leaves. Even her plain clothes could not hide the heroic spirit that emanated from her.

Although it looked like she had done it in one go, she had not put much thought into it. Last night she had told Madam Liu about asking for leave today, and thought she would tell Feng Zhanye about it later.

After finishing a set of moves, Gu Qingzhi was sweating slightly. She turned around and saw Feng Zhanye staring at her without blinking.

He has been staring at her like this often recently. Although Gu Qingzhi found it strange, she asked him several times but couldn't get any information, so she just let him stare.

"Your Highness, it's time to wash your face."

She sheathed her sword and walked up to Feng Zhanye.

The boy nodded slightly, stretched out his little hand and shook it, looked at her with sparkling eyes and said, "Help me, I can't get up."

Seeing Gu Qingzhi reaching out to hold his hand and feeling the warmth of her palm, the boy's eyes curved slightly into an imperceptible smile and he stood up with the help of her.

Back in the house, he just tilted his face up, squinted his eyes and pursed his lips, letting Gu Qingzhi wipe it casually with the towel.

Gu Qingzhi didn't stop until the fair and delicate porcelain doll face was rubbed pink.

Feng Zhanye quickly let out a long sigh. Every time Gu Qingzhi wiped his face, he had the illusion that he was going to be suffocated to death, but even so, he never got tired of it.

The sun was shining brightly at this moment. The boy looked out the window at the dazzling morning light, and the childish hair on his face was coated with a layer of gold.

Gu Qingzhi took advantage of this opportunity to speak.

"Your Highness, I have asked Madam Liu for leave today and will be back tomorrow."

The boy's brows furrowed visibly.

"Take a leave? Where are you going?"

Gu Qingzhi heard the inquiry in his tone and had to play it safe.

"I just haven't been home for a long time. Winter is coming soon. I want to go back and pack up and get some winter clothes."

Feng Zhanye pouted and asked in a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "Does it have to take that long?"

Gu Qingzhi tried her best to look embarrassed, "But... Feng Ping is always alone at home, I should go back and keep him company."

Feng Zhanye understood that Gu Fengping was Guard Gu’s younger brother, so he was naturally more important than himself.

It is said that Guard Gu has been taking care of him without slacking for a single day, and his health has improved thanks to Gu Fengping's prescription, but he just can't explain his reluctance.

Seeing that Feng Zhanye was still not happy, Gu Qingzhi tempted him with something delicious: "How about I bring you some Fuling cakes when I come back tomorrow?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhanye sighed softly, pulled her down, and put his arms around her neck.

"You don't need to bring me the Fuling cake. Just come back early."

The young man raised his head, with a hint of naivety in his eyes hidden behind his long eyelashes. He held her in his arms and opened his mouth.

He thought his voice was very soft, but it was still clearly heard by Gu Qingzhi's ears.

"I'm going to miss you."

Although she didn't react when she heard it, but now when Gu Qingzhi recalled it while walking on the road, the corners of her mouth still curled up slightly.

Gu Fengping has been like a little adult since he was a child. He always understands all the things she wants to say before she does. She hardly put in any effort to make him grow up to be what he is now. Although it saves her trouble, there is always something missing.

Feng Zhanye was raised by her to not only stop being stubborn, but also learn how to use his rare beauty properly. It was hard to describe how he felt, but he did feel a sense of accomplishment.

Gu Qingzhi continued on her way.

She took leave today not for fun, but for important matters. Since it has been confirmed that Gu Fengping is still alive, her master must still be alive as well.

The place she was going to was where she and Gu Fengping lived as children, and also where her master Yuan Jie lived now - Pingjiao Town not far from the outskirts of Kyoto.

Seeing that the tree-lined path had come to an end, a golden wheat field appeared in front of them. Not far away, smoke was drifting out from the roof of a farmer's house. Everything here was extremely familiar, and Gu Qingzhi quickened her pace.

Walking along the road in the fields towards the town, you can see an old thatched cottage in the distance. There is a yard surrounded by a fence and some vegetables are planted inside.

The most eye-catching thing is the mountain of wine jars piled up next to the house. The stacks are even higher than the wall. A middle-aged man in straw sandals is sitting on the wine jars on the roof. In such cold weather, he is still wearing a single coat with many patches, but he is sitting with his legs crossed, humming a little tune, looking very comfortable.

This was her master, Yuan Jie, whose body she had never even seen in her previous life, who only left a letter telling her the true identities of the Zuo Xiang and his son, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Gu Qingzhi took a deep breath, suppressed the sadness and sobs that were about to surge up, and walked towards the house.

Hearing the footsteps, Yuan Jie picked up the wine bowl beside him and threw it hard. The bowl spun like a dart and flew towards Gu Qingzhi, and the wine in the bowl also formed a vortex.

Gu Qingzhi frowned and made a "tsk" sound, not dodging at all, until it was about to hit his face, then he caught the bowl and turned it around, without spilling a drop of the wine in it.

"Young man, you have great skills!" Yuan Jie gave a thumbs up, stood up with a mocking look on his face, and jumped off the roof with one hand.

"Don't give me that." Although Gu Qingzhi said this, she still walked into the yard.

"Why, as a master, can't I try to see if my beloved disciple has made any progress recently?"

Yuan Jie walked over with a smile on his face, one hand behind his back, while the other sleeve was empty, swinging gently at his side as he moved, indicating that he was missing an arm.

"But seriously, your skills have suddenly improved a lot. The last time you came, you spilled two drops of wine on me, which made me feel so sad."

Yuan Jie took the wine bowl from Gu Qingzhi's hand, drank it all, and wiped his mouth heroically.