Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

After breakfast, An Jinshu packed it up simply but delicately, took the thank-you gift prepared for Gu Yao, went to say hello to her mother and grandmother, and was about to go out.

When she left the house, she met her brother and father who were dismounting from their horses and returning to the house. She happily stepped forward to say hello, but her father, who had always been extremely happy to see her in the past, had a sullen face today, looking very ugly.

She was a little frightened and hurriedly approached her brother to ask the reason.

An Jinran sighed: "The move of the capital has been advanced."

Too early again?

An Jinshu was shocked. This time the capital was moved more than seven months earlier than in the previous life. Now it's earlier? An Jinshu was a little stunned by the sudden change.

"How far in advance?"

"Meng Dongchu."

Two months ahead of schedule...

An Jinshu cautiously asked: "Brother, do you know the reason for the advance?"

An Jinran's face suddenly became solemn: "Not only our government, but all those who need to go to Kyoto to take office have received oral instructions." He paused and showed a complicated expression: "It should be caused by that incident."

That thing? An Jinshu was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to ask what was going on, An Ruhe came over.

"Where are Yanyan going?"

An Jinshu hurriedly acted obediently: "My daughter is going to Prince Duan's Mansion to thank Princess Anyang for her kindness in protecting her that day."

"Yes." An Ruhe nodded with satisfaction when he saw the gift in her hand: "This gift is indeed what you should give."

Although An Ruhe didn't catch up on what happened at the banquet that day, Qu told him in detail afterwards, so he knew the whole story.

Although Prince Duan has a bastard son, it does not affect An Ruhe's opinion of Gu Yao at all. The little girl has the courage to refute the other party's nasty remarks and is a close friend, so he has no objection to An Jinshu's association with her. .

"Does your mother-in-law know that you are leaving the house?"

An Jinshu nodded obediently: "My daughter, my mother-in-law, and my grandmother have all told me."

Although An Jinshu said that both Mr. Qu and Mrs. An knew about it, An Ruhe was still worried. He thought for a moment and said to An Jinran, "Please accompany your sister for a run."

An Jinran was naturally happy, and An Jinshu said goodbye to An Ruhe sweetly, and then got on the carriage with his brother to Prince Duan's Mansion.

As soon as he got on the carriage, An Jinshu couldn't wait to ask what he had just said: "Brother just said that the capital was moved in advance because of that matter. What was that matter?"

Seeing her eagerness, An Jinran felt a little helpless. He frowned and sighed: "Why is a little girl like you always so concerned about these things? This is not good."

"What's wrong?" An Jinshu pouted unhappy.

An Jinran frowned at her enthusiasm, looked at her carefully for a while and said, "Why do I see my little sister is so energetic today? Did she use any special method to soothe her muscles and bones last night?"

An Jinran didn't say that An Jinshu hadn't noticed yet. When he mentioned An Jinshu, he also felt very relaxed.

When she returned to the house with weak legs yesterday, she even felt that she would never get out of bed the next day. But when she woke up today, she felt refreshed and had no pain at all, so much so that she had forgotten about it.

She tentatively moved her legs and twisted her arms, but she didn't feel any soreness at all. She stood up in the carriage unbelievingly, squatted down twice, and still didn't feel anything.

She looked at An Jinran with wide eyes: "Brother, is it possible that I am the legendary martial arts wizard?"

Her words made An Jinran laugh. He stretched out his hand and flicked the forehead of the little man in front of him: "How can there be any martial arts genius? It's just a thing to fool people."

An Jinshu clutched her sore forehead and pouted, "Then how can brother explain my speed of recovery? I only slept one night and I'm fine today. Can brother do it?"

"Your recovery speed can only mean one thing." An Jinran touched his chin with an inscrutable look, and An Jinshu leaned over to ask hurriedly, thinking that he really knew the reason.

Unexpectedly, after looking at the other party for a long time, the other party only said one sentence.

"You were lazy yesterday."

An Jinshu:?

How could she not know whether he was cheating or not?

An Jinshu sat back on the stool: "Brother, you are talking nonsense, I am not lazy."

"Hahaha." An Jinran laughed heartily, and the next moment a piece of fruit was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, making him almost choke.

"Cough cough cough." The laughter turned into a violent cough, but the smile did not disappear, but moved to An Jinshu's face.

Seeing An Jinran coughing, the girl with a red face and a thick neck covered her mouth and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

In fact, it's just a small fruit, so how choking can it be? It's just a brother who wants to please his sister.

The two of them quarreled for a while until they were halfway through the journey before returning to the original topic. An Jinran took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, thought for a while and said: "Rumors have spread in Kyoto, saying that the Holy Emperor is looking for someone." one person."

Looking for someone... An Jinshu had a premonition.

"Who are you looking for?"

An Jinran fell silent, hesitating whether to say something or not.

In fact, he knew, not only An Jinshu, that the Holy Emperor was looking for the Crown Prince who had been rumored to have been missing for more than ten years, and that person was Gu Qingchen.

In her previous life, she rarely paid attention to these things, and she didn't like to go out so much. However, this kind of palace secrets has always been a favorite chat among the people. When this matter spreads, no matter how high the courtyard wall is, it can't stop it. of.

Not long after the rumor spread to Yangzhou City, she heard the little maids gathering in the back garden and talking.

At that time, she whipped the little maids extremely severely, scolded them for spreading rumors and stirring up trouble, and all of them were beaten and sold out.

At that time, she absolutely did not believe in the fact that the noble prince was left behind in the world. Even if the Protectorate moved the capital later, her mother clearly informed her of the matter, but she still had a dubious attitude and dismissed it.

But when the person she pushed down stepped through the threshold of the Protector's Mansion and looked at her with red eyes in the firelight, she realized that it was not a rumor, but the truth.

"What are you thinking about, little sister?" An Jinran saw that she was distracted and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

An Jinshu's thoughts were brought back. She put away her thoughts and shook her head: "I was thinking about who could be worthy of such an effort by the Holy One."

This time An Jinran didn't hesitate. As soon as An Jinshu finished speaking, he continued: "Rumors say it's the prince."

An Jinshu didn't know how to feel when she heard the word "prince". She already knew the result, but she still felt heartbroken when she heard these two words.

She pretended to be shocked, as if she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say. An Jinran was not surprised to see her like this, after all, he was the same way when he heard the rumor.

He touched An Jinshu's head and comforted her softly: "It's just a rumor. I heard it from hearsay. I told you because my little sister is curious. But after getting out of this carriage, my little sister must not mention it to anyone else. No one can do it." , to avoid getting into trouble, you know?”

An Jinshu nodded vigorously, not to mention that she knew about this and would never spread it. Even if she had just found out, she would have kept her mouth shut.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the search for the prince is a major event and touches the interests of too many people. The calmer it seems on the surface, the more turbulent it is behind the scenes.

If it is true, then whoever has information about the prince will be the target of public criticism. At the least, he will leave a whole body, and at worst, he will be quartered.

If it is false, then the person who released the news has a terrible conscience. Why would a non-existent matter make such a big fuss?

So when An Jinshu heard the news, she knew that a storm was coming...