Reborn as the Savior of a Short-lived Father and Son

"You're too polite, General." Gu Qinghe smiled. "Maybe I'm helping you just for my own selfish reasons."

Shao Wei remained calm, "Two different things. No matter what the reason is, it is a fact that you helped me and Luo Feng."

A gentleman does not care about his deeds.

Gu Qinghe's mood inexplicably improved a lot.

Rebirth is a very magical thing. Since she woke up, Gu Qinghe has been acting relatively calm, but in fact she may not be free from panic in her heart.

Before falling asleep every night, she would be enveloped by layers of anxiety. She wondered if she would still be staying in the courtyard of Prince Wei's mansion when she woke up the next day, guarding that little world every day, looking forward to Wei Yanzhou's visit and the news he would bring.

Expectation, sadness, disappointment...

The cycle continues like this.

Even after so many days, this feeling of unreality still haunts her all the time.

She didn't dare allow herself any free time, as once she had free time she would start to have wild thoughts, wondering if this was just a dream like a scrolling lantern before she died, a beautiful fantasy she gave herself before she died.

This torture was only slightly relieved when he saw Shao Wei.

It was a bit strange, he had fought on the battlefield, his hands and body were stained with countless blood, even though he looked handsome, his decisive and murderous aura still made many people retreat.

But strangely enough, no matter in the past life or this life, he always has a magical power that can make people inexplicably calm.

Of course, this may only be true for Gu Qinghe.

After all, when others talk about Shao Wei, most of them are respectful but also a little afraid.

He must have something else to talk about with Huo Shibei, so Gu Qinghe did not stay and quickly left Yuexin Tower.

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He Wenkui pretended to be sick at home for two days, and Gu Qinghe finally swaggered into the He mansion carrying a medicine box.

Perhaps because Mrs. He had told her in advance that Gu Qinghe would be coming, everyone in the He Mansion was very respectful when they saw her.

Gu Qinghe was very familiar with the He Mansion. After all, she had lived here for a period of time in her previous life.

The He mansion is not big and there are not many servants.

That year, Mrs. He gave birth to two daughters in a row. Because she was not properly taken care of during delivery and caught a cold during the confinement period, the doctor diagnosed that she could not get pregnant again. Mrs. He then forced He Zhiyuan to take a concubine, saying that if he gave birth to a son, he could bring him to Mrs. He's lap to raise.

Mrs. He had a very good relationship with her husband. The couple loved each other very much and she treated her two daughters like treasures. Naturally, she did not take the old lady's words to heart.

But this made the old lady even more angry. She would call Mrs. He over every day to scold her. Regardless of the fact that she had just given birth, she would serve her tea and make her kneel. She made her seriously ill and almost lost her life.

He Zhiyuan was out on official business. When he came back and heard about this, he became furious and took his wife and daughter to separate from the family.

Because of this incident, Lord He was reported to the emperor by his colleagues in the court for being unfilial.

Fortunately, the current emperor was deeply in love with a concubine at that time, and he understood Lord He's desire to protect his wife. He symbolically fined the emperor some of his salary to silence the ministers, and the matter was dropped.

So although the He Mansion is small, it is very comfortable to live in.

As soon as Gu Qinghe entered the room, he was welcomed to the front hall, and the servants immediately went to inform Lord He and his wife.

Knowing that Gu Qinghe would come in the next two days, He Shumin, who had already gotten married yesterday, also rushed over from her husband's house under the pretext of visiting her sick sister.

Although she had never met Gu Qinghe, she had heard about him many times from her parents, and she felt extremely distressed about Gu Qinghe's recent experience.

A family of four came over hurriedly.

Mrs. He's face was full of smiles, but Mr. He's elegant face was filled with some melancholy and sadness.

He and Chen Fanzhi have been good friends since childhood. He was unable to help when the Chen family got into trouble. Now when he sees Gu Qinghe, he can't help but think of Chen Fanzhi who was in prison. How can he not be sad.

When Chen Fanzhi was in prison, he entrusted Gu Qinghe to him, and he readily agreed. But not long after, the person sent to Liangtuo to pick her up brought news that Qinghe had died in the fire. Upon hearing this, He Zhiyuan turned pale and almost fainted.

If this is true, how will he explain to Chen Fanzhi in his later years?

Some time ago, his wife told him that a female doctor had come to the capital. His heart skipped a beat, and the couple looked at each other, almost bursting into tears.

But before he was sure whether this person was Gu Qinghe, Lord He had to hold back his tears.

The day before yesterday, Madam He met Gu Qinghe. After returning, she told Lord He what Gu Qinghe had said. Lord He could no longer hold back his tears.

He stood at the window, looking at the cold moonlight, and thought to himself that Brother Chen's expectations would probably be dashed, as this child would surely not follow the path he had envisioned.

But at the same time, He Zhiyuan felt a kind of base relief.

He knew that the children raised by Brother Chen would never be heartless and cowardly.

Behind the couple, He Shumin's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Gu Qinghe with pity in her eyes.

The little girl He Wenkui hid behind her sister and watched secretly.

"You've grown up and become taller," Lord He said excitedly, and pointed his hand at his thigh. "When I went to Liangtuo that year, you were only this tall."

Gu Qinghe squinted her eyes and said, "When my uncle went to Liangtuo, my sister Wenkui was not yet born. Now my sister is almost grown into a big girl."

"Yeah, it's been so many years."

Sensing that her husband's tone had become depressed, and fearing that he would start talking about those sad things again, Madam He quickly nudged him with her elbow, "Okay, okay, if you have anything to say, you have to let Qinghe sit down first."

He Shumin was a familiar person. He put He Wenkui behind his mind and directly pulled Gu Qinghe to sit down. He listened to his parents asking about the hardships Gu Qinghe had suffered on the way from Liangtuo to the capital, and his frown never relaxed.

Gu Qinghe didn't think it was a big deal. Compared with her brother, parents, the suffering she endured was nothing.

After they chatted for a long time, Mrs. He got up and went to the kitchen to prepare food.

A servant came to look for him and said that someone wanted to see Lord He, so Lord He hurried to the study, leaving only the two sisters and Gu Qinghe in the front hall.

He Wenkui looked at Gu Qinghe with admiration, only He Shumin still looked melancholy.

She looked at the large red spot on Gu Qinghe's face with great sorrow. Twenty-eight is the best age for a girl. Other girls are happily dressing up beautifully, but Qinghe wants to hide her better-looking face and let this ugly red spot appear on her face.

She patted Gu Qinghe's hand and quietly stuffed a purse into her hand.

The heavy touch made Gu Qinghe's fingertips tremble. She knew without guessing that this must be the money that He Shumin took out from her own piggy bank.