All for Rebirth [Quick Transmigration]

The army had already won a complete victory half a month ago. If Qin Youchao was not in a critical situation at that time and could not move at will, he would have returned to the court long ago.

Su Lun didn't lie to her when she said that she was going to return to Beijing.

After finishing talking on the same day, it will be packed up that night, and it will be set off immediately the next day.

Originally, after winning the battle, Qin Youchao should have sat on her horse and walked back with prestige.

But there is no way, who made Qin Youchao become Song Pei now.

Song Pei has been tortured by her parents badly enough, but she has no interest in torturing her by herself.

So Song Pei hid in the last carriage of the army to recover from his injuries all the way back.

The road was not good, the carriage bumped in various ways, Song Pei almost vomited.

Song Pei leaned weakly on the cushion, chatting with the system: "245, tell me, how should I approach Qin Anmu when I go back?"

System: "Do you want to get close to Qin Anmu?"

Song Pei nodded: "That's right, otherwise how can we let her accept the confession?"

The system gave her task level a rating: "difficult."

"How to say?"

The system found something and showed it to her. Song Pei browsed through it carefully, but couldn't find anything bright, so he asked, "What's wrong with this?"

The system was puzzled: "Don't you think Qin Anmu's childhood experience was very dark?"

"I don't think so," Song Pei retorted quite forcefully, "And this is not the emperor's family, it's normal."

It's not surprising to think that a Song family can squeeze their heads for the position of a Patriarch.

system:"……"

It seems to have underestimated its host a bit.

Song Pei flipped through it again and found something useful.

"Hey, who is this Chu Qiuzhi that Qin Anmu likes?"

"Your sister."

Song Pei: "..."

The system added a word: "Your sister."

Oh.

"My sister?"

"My sister."

Song Pei nodded, but didn't understand again, "That's my sister, why isn't she treated the same as Qin Youchao?"

The system tuned things out and stopped talking.

Song Pei understood and went to find the answer by himself.

After looking through it for a long time, Song Pei finally understood what the relationship was.

Qin Youchao gave birth to two daughters to her father, and one of them was adopted by her younger brother, Chu Qiuzhi.

However, her uncle is not as fierce as her father, so he can only be a civil servant, writing memos, admonishing and so on.The former emperor favored martial arts, so he devoted his heart and soul to Qin You towards her father, and treated her uncle indifferently.

The gap between the two compartments, the feeling in my heart must be unusually cool.

Chu Qiuzhi, who was raised at her uncle's house, still hated her a bit.

It's probably the kind of mentality that if I was the one who was left behind, my life today must be tens of millions of times better.

Song Pei can understand, it's not like she didn't think about this kind of thing when she was a child, but she gradually lost this kind of thinking when she grew up.

It's not that you just give in, but accept it, face it squarely, and then see where you can go.

Every step you take is up to you.

Then here, I don't know how Chu Qiuzhi hooked up with Qin Anmu, and now he is also in the palace, but he has no status.

After reading these things, Song Pei sighed: "It's really difficult."

The system comforted her: "It's okay, I will help you."

Song Pei was moved: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Song Pei wanted to quarrel with the system again, when the carriage stopped suddenly, and she also rushed forward and slammed back onto the cushion.

Song Pei rubbed the back of his head against the wall of the car, it really hurt.

Su Lun drove his horse to a stop outside the carriage, and asked Qin Youchao, "General, you have already arrived in the capital, but now the gate of the capital is closed and you are not allowed to enter."

Song Pei was knocked down, not in a good mood, "Then don't go in."

After a while, Su Lun's voice sounded outside again, "Yes, General."

After saying this, Su Lun drove away.

Not long after, the voices of "the general ordered to set up camp on the spot" were heard one after another in the team.

Song Peizhan was a general, so he didn't have to go down to work, so he was chatting with the system in the carriage again.

"System, tell me, does this mean that Qin Anmu is playing tricks on me?"

Knowing that the army was returning to the court today, they didn't specifically keep the door open. It was clear that they were going to stay outside for one night, killing their spirits.

Song Pei broke off the cushion under his body, "Why don't I return the military power when I go back this time?"

"It's useless to keep it in your hand, and it will make others red-eyed, which is troublesome."

The system is silent, I didn't expect the host to be quite clear.

No one paid any attention to Song Pei, so she started the self-questioning mode. Anyway, she often played in the past, and it was very smooth.

"But will it be suspected if you hand it over all at once?"

"Uh, no, it's just to make Qin Anmu unexpected, so that she can notice, and then I can hehehe..."

System: "..." Is its existence a bit redundant? ?

The tent is secure, someone has come to invite Qin Youchao to come down.

It wasn't the first time Qin Youchao had led troops to go to war, nor was it the first time for these people under his command to return to the court, so the rules were clear.

After arranging the accommodation, cooking and eating, each of them followed the steps, doing what to do, taking a rest, and patrolling.

"Comfortable!"

Song Pei soaked in the hot water, sighing contentedly.

The system suddenly said, "There is also a hot spring in your palace, which is more comfortable."

Song Pei was happy, "Really?" After reacting, she covered her chest with a handkerchief, "System, you can't see me taking a shower, right?"

The sound of the system appeared again, "We have privacy protection settings, don't worry."

"Oh."

Song Pei was relieved, and happily cleaned himself up.

She took a furtive look at this body, and it was still very attractive, it should be upright, it should be straight.

Coupled with the height of about [-], it is a bit like Yujie.

As for the horizontal, vertical, deep, and shallow scars on his body, they should be regarded as medals.

Soldiers, with few scars, how can I say that I have fought in the battlefield, right?

The hair was also washed, and it was refreshing. Song Pei felt that he was smarter than when he first came here.

It's just a little cumbersome to do.

This hair is too long and dense. It is impossible to wait for it to dry naturally, unless there is a big sun outside and I take my hair out to dry for a few hours.

But it was night, and it was still winter night.

There was no big sun outside, but the icy wind was blowing one after another.

Although his physical fitness is not bad, Song Pei doesn't want to experience the feeling of being sick again.

So I had to rub my hair next to the charcoal brazier with a dry cloth towel, yawning while rubbing.

Song Pei asked the system: "Didn't I sleep in the car for two or three days? Why am I still sleepy?"

The system checked, "There is no problem with the body data, probably because the vitality has not recovered."

"Oh."

Song Pei poked his chin, rubbed his hair twice more, stretched out his hand to touch it, and stopped rubbing it when it felt half dry. He changed to a dry cloth towel, gathered his hair, and fell it on the bed. open.

Everything was ready, Song Pei slept in the carriage for a few days, and finally got a bed, which was also touching.

Finally, he happily said good night to the system, and Song Pei fell asleep next to the pillow.

The system also really admires her. In such a situation, it is impossible for ordinary people to sleep as long as they say, and to sleep so well.

Except for the imperial study room, the lights in the palace were still brightly lit, and the lights were turned off in other places. As for whether to rest or not, I can't say for sure.

Su Lun, who had previously reported to Qin Youchao that the city gate was closed, is now kneeling in a standard posture.

For a long time in the past, Qin Anmu, who was sitting on a high place and flipping through the watch, finally rewarded her with a word, "Did she not say anything else?"

Su Lun didn't look up, and reported directly: "No, just set up camp on the spot."

Qin Anmu laughed lightly when he heard the words, and felt that the memorial in his hand was meaningless, so he casually threw it aside and ignored it.

"I heard that she was seriously injured this time, and she couldn't wake up at first. But for some reason, she woke up again. Not only that, but now she is back to normal, right?"

Su Lun's head sank again, "Yes."

Qin Anmu tapped the desk table twice, "Then Su Aiqing thinks, what is the reason for aunt to wake up?"

"Sir, I don't know."

"If you don't know, just step back."

"Yes, Wei Chen retire."

Su Lun retreated cautiously, not daring to stop along the way, and quickly returned to the camp stationed outside the city.

Qin Anmu looked at the playlist for a while after Su Lun left.

Until half an hour later, a beautiful woman with a swaying willow waist came in gently, and persuaded softly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, take a rest."

Let's go. ”

Qin Anmu rubbed the center of his brows, and looked at the person who came. He just heard about the previous person, and it seemed that he was not as pleasing to the eye as before.

"Qiuzhi, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

The willow-waisted beauty approached, carrying a scent, "I'm worried that His Majesty will stay up late again, so I can't sleep, so I came here to have a look."

Qin Anmu looked cold, "It's okay, you can go to sleep first."

"Yes."

The willow-waisted beauty never seems to know what rejection is, and only responds softly.

Compared with that person, this is indeed too boring.

But tonight's willow-waisted beauty lingered on after answering "Yes", Qin Anmu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, is there anything else?"

The beauty seemed to be debating whether to speak, but after thinking twice, she shook her head, "It's all right, Your Majesty should rest early."

Qin Anmu responded casually, without any sense of caring.

When the beauty was about to leave, Qin Anmu stopped her again, with a concerned expression on his face, "Qiuzhi, do you know that my aunt will come back tomorrow?"

The silk handkerchief in the beauty's hand was tightened suddenly, she lowered her head, her face pale, "Got it."

Qin Anmu's face became more and more concerned, "I know you miss her, and you will go with me at the banquet tomorrow."

The beauty clenched her lips, looking more and more pitiful, and responded in a low voice.

Qin Anmu watched the beauty leave with a smile on her face. Now she really wanted to see what her aunt who was always on top of her would look like when she saw this younger sister tomorrow.