Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

"Then what are the young lady's plans for the future?"

Her so-called plan is naturally how to treat the person next door in the future.

"The lady still has feelings for him..."

Hong Li didn't finish the second half of his sentence, but An Jinshu understood.

An Jinshu shook his head: "No one will fall into the same pit twice. I only have sister-brother affection for him now."

Hong Li thought about the appearance of the girl next door. She was a little thin and had injuries on her face. She didn't seem that amazing. Why did the lady from her previous life take such a big risk to have sex with him.

Suddenly An Jinshu took Hongli's hand and said, "So sister Hongli, you must help me from now on. Only when Gu Qingchen lets go of the resentment in his heart can the An family be well and you and I be well."

Hong Li's eyes were firm: "Well, I will always accompany the young lady and help the young lady. I hope that the young lady is safe and happy in the future."

That night, An Jinshu had a dream. In the dream, she was traveling through the majestic palace. She had no body and turned into a light wind.

She saw that after her death, her body was taken out of the dungeon by Wen Heng and placed in a fine mahogany coffin. Her face in the coffin was peaceful, with a relieved smile on her lips.

The monks around her were murmuring Buddhist words that she didn't understand, and were trying to help her transcend.

Amidst the chanting of sutras, An Jinshu's vision blurred, as if something was pulling her away from her dream.

And the moment she pulled away from the dream, she seemed to see a familiar figure coming from outside the mourning hall, and then she opened her eyes.

It was already bright outside. In the dream, I only experienced a short scene, but outside of the dream, several hours had passed.

It was true that she thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. Hong Li asked her last night if Gu Qingchen had placed her body, and she dreamed about it.

It's just that the dream was just self-deception after all, that person was not so compassionate towards her.

Set up a mourning hall and the monks will transcend? I'm afraid I won't be able to understand my hatred even if I cut her into pieces.

"Miss, are you awake?"

It's red carp

"woke up."

Being interrupted from his thoughts, An Jinshu stopped thinking and took off the mattress and stood up.

Hong Li stepped forward to help her get dressed: "Madam sent someone just now to tell her that if you get up, miss, go directly to Ruyi Courtyard."

"Mother sent someone here? Did you tell me what it was about?"

Hong Li shook his head: "No, but it doesn't seem to be an important matter. I just told the slave not to disturb the young lady's sleep, and just wait until the young lady wakes up to let you know."

Then it's not a big deal.

"It's cold today. Miss, you might as well wear this coat."

Hong Li took out a bamboo-green jacket, and An Jinshu took a look at it. The color of the jacket was very elegant, edged with white thread, and the collar and cuffs were embroidered with white plum blossoms. An auspicious cloud pattern was also outlined at the bottom, which was simple and exquisite.

An Jinshu looked out the window. Even though he didn't open the window, he could still feel the coldness coming in. It must have snowed all night yesterday, so when he looked at the clothes, he felt a little light.

"No, it snowed last night. The white color of the snow is not appropriate with light-colored clothes. Take out that begonia red coat and wear that one today."

Hong Li agreed and found the Begonia red coat for An Jinshu to put on.

An Jinshu is naturally fair, but the red color makes her look even more delicate. She has red lips and white teeth, curved eyebrows and black hair, and a slim waist that can be held with one hand.

A ray of sunlight happened to slip in and hit her little face, and she saw a layer of soft light shining through her fair little face as if it could reflect light. If you look closer, you can still see the tiny fluff on it, which is as smart and cute as herself. .

Hong Li was stunned for a moment. She had always known that her young lady was good-looking, but she didn't expect to be so good-looking.

Besides, her young lady is only eleven years old. What kind of beauty will she look like if she grows up in two years? Hongli doesn't dare to think about it. The person who proposes marriage will definitely cross the threshold of An's house by then.

"Everything I look at makes me stupid." An Jinshu looked at her in a daze and nodded her forehead.

Only then did Hongli realize that he was distracted. He rubbed his forehead and looked away, and said honestly: "The young lady is so beautiful. I was dumbfounded for a moment. I don't know what the person next door thinks of him. He treated such a beauty like this when he came to his door."

"From now on, just talk about it in front of me. Don't talk nonsense in front of outsiders. What I told you last night is known to you and I, but you can't let a third person know whether you know it or not."

"This slave knows."

The two dawdled for a while, and finally packed up. They opened the door and a cold air swept in. The wind was already biting. It was really cold after last night.

An Jinshu gathered up the fox fur cloak and then walked out the door.

When she was about to leave the hospital, she accidentally glanced at the Junlan Pavilion next door. When she saw that the courtyard door was closed and no one seemed to be there, she turned back and headed towards Ruyi Courtyard.

At this moment, everyone in the An family is present in the main room of Ruyi Courtyard.

Old Mrs. An sat at the head, and a woman sat next to her, peeling walnuts in her hands and talking to her occasionally.

The woman wore an upturned bun with two simple magnolia flower hairpins on her head. She had a small face with melon seeds and a light make-up to make her skin whiter. Her eyebrows were white and her teeth were pretty. She was so graceful and beautiful in every gesture.

She looked two or three years older than An Jinshu, and her eyebrows had grown longer. However, compared with An Jinshu, her eyebrows were raised and more charming, while An Jinshu's almond-shaped eyes were more lively. Mostly.

Not far away from her, a woman with similar facial features to hers was sitting quietly with a smile on her face, occasionally talking to everyone present, and occasionally sipping tea. Everyone seemed harmonious.

But only Mrs. Wang next to Mrs. An knew about the tense atmosphere.

"Grandma eats walnuts."

The girl put the peeled walnut kernels in her hand into a glass bowl and handed them to the person next to her. The white and tender walnut kernels were clustered together. It was obvious that the person who peeled the walnuts had put a lot of thought into it.

Mrs. An smiled kindly and never took the bowl.

Mrs. Wang took it with a wink and smiled.

"The second lady doesn't know something. The old lady has a bad spleen and stomach recently. The doctor said she can only eat soft things. These walnuts are hard and the old lady can't eat them."

An Nian looked a little at a loss for a moment, but immediately returned to his original state. His voice was as soft as a weak willow wind, with some anxiety: "Grandma is actually ill. Have you asked a doctor to see her? What did the doctor say?"

Mrs. Wang respectfully replied: "The doctor said that the old lady is getting old, so it is inevitable that she should pay more attention to her diet."

"That's good. I just happened to get a recipe that warms the spleen and stomach a while ago. I'll send someone to deliver it after a while."

Mrs. Wang glanced at Mrs. An, and when she saw that she didn't refuse, she said, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Second."

"It's just a meal. Grandma's body is the most important thing."

"It's hard for you to have bad intentions." Old Mrs. An patted her hand and softened her attitude.

An Nian's eyes turned red almost instantly. She quickly lowered her head, covering the tears in her eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs: "This is what a granddaughter should do."