After death, I became the cannon fodder of the three protagonists

Gu Guanshi hurried over from the front yard and whispered a few words to Bai Yu who was guarding the door.

After hearing this, Bai Yu nodded slightly, opened the door and walked in.

She walked up to Gu Jinnian and whispered: "Second Young Master, Manager Gu is here. I asked my servant to ask you to go out. He said there is something important."

Gu Jinnian frowned slightly, glanced at Chen Qingzhou and Gu Xingnian at the side, nodded slightly, and walked out.

"Grandpa Gu, what do you want from me?"

Gu Guanshi looked serious, "There are guests in the house, and my wife has not yet left her duty. I bothered the second young master and the old slave to go to the front yard to avoid neglecting the guests."

guest?

Beijing is not like the countryside. Visitors need to submit a greeting card in advance, and then the host will set a time to reply before visiting.

Since they returned to the Gu family, many officials from aristocratic families in Beijing have sent greeting cards, but Gu Gu has rejected them all, and the Gu family has not received any guests so far.

Now who could have such a big face to come to visit rashly? Gu Guanshi actually invited people in, and he was even more afraid of neglecting this uninvited guest.

Gu Jinnian frowned, nodded in agreement, and walked towards the front yard. At the same time, he asked Manager Gu, "Grandpa Gu, who is here?"

Gu Guanshi always answered questions when asked, but today he remained silent, shook his head slightly, and just said, "You will know when the second young master goes there."

When Gu Jinnian heard this, he became even more doubtful.

Could it be that the one from the palace is here?

An idea flashed in Gu Jinnian's mind, but since he didn't see the real person, it was useless for him to guess, so he just raised his mind secretly.

It gets dark early in winter, lanterns have been hung up on the verandah, the cold wind is blowing, and snowflakes are flying.

Gu Jinnian has always been on alert, and has already begun to deduce many ways to deal with the guests later in his mind.

But when he entered the front yard and saw two women sitting inside, Gu Jinnian was stunned.

Gu Guanshi didn't come in. He stood outside the door, as if he didn't hear what was going on outside the window.

It's not that he deliberately caused trouble for Gu Jinnian. With the identity of the visitor, even his second master would be respectful when he saw it, let alone a small manager.

The woman in white had a cold temperament. She looked at Gu Jinnian, her eyebrows showed a bit of disdain, her thin lips parted slightly, "Are you Gu Jinnian? Gu Jingting's grandson."

Gu Jinnian frowned and was about to speak when another woman in purple glanced at the woman in white and spoke softly, but with a hint of reprimand.

"Ning Nanqi."

Ning Nanqi's face changed slightly, and her hands clenched tightly under her sleeves.

She really didn't expect that before Gu Xingnian was brought back to southern Xinjiang to inherit the position of saint, Grandma Wu would not only give her no face, but also lose the title of saint.

Bloodline...is it really that important?

Ning Nanqi looked very ugly, but Grandma Wu turned a blind eye. She looked at Gu Jinnian with a charitable smile.

"She is not clear-headed and speaks indiscriminately, so don't be surprised.

correct. I'm afraid Gu Guanshi didn't introduce us to you. "

"Her name is Ning Nanqi. She is your grandma's half-sister, that is, your aunt."

Grandma Wu pointed at Ning Nanqi, gave a brief introduction, and then pointed at herself. The silver jewelry on her wrist jingled with her movements.

"As for me, I am a witch from southern Xinjiang. I came here mainly for your sister, Gu Xingnian."

After calling to the capital and recognizing his ancestors, Gu Jinnian learned the identities of his grandparents from Su Mo, and now he listened without changing his expression.

But Grandma Wu saw tension and defensiveness in his eyes.

Grandma Wu raised her eyebrows, pretending not to notice, and continued: "Your grandma Ning Nanqing was originally a saint from southern Xinjiang. She went to Dayong to get married, but by some strange combination of circumstances, she ended up marrying your grandfather Gu Jingting.

At the beginning of the marriage, it was agreed that if she gave birth to a daughter, she would be sent back to southern Xinjiang to inherit the throne of the saint. Later, because she married your grandfather and disappeared without any news, the matter was forced to no avail... Now you have found it. After returning, Gu Xingnian, as the only female descendant, should naturally return to southern Xinjiang to succeed the saint. "

"Don't think about it!"

As Grandma Wu finished speaking, Gu Jinnian objected without thinking. He looked at Grandma Wu with sinister eyes and his voice sounded like ice.

"I don't care how noble your status is, our Gu family doesn't care about the title of saint. Gu Xingnian is my sister, the young lady of the Gu family... No one can take her away from us!"

He said the last sentence slowly and his tone was full of threats.

It's just that he doesn't look down on the saintly girl he cares about. He's just a white man, so where does he have the courage to threaten them?
  Even though Ning Nan Qidang wanted to sneer out loud, when she met Gu Jinnian's eyes, her scalp tightened and she swallowed her words.

The child's eyes were too scary, like a wild wolf in the mountains. It seemed that as soon as the opportunity came, he would attack and bite them to pieces.

Ning Nanqi calmed down for a while before coming back to her senses. She realized that she had been frightened by a child, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Grandma Wu was not affected at all, the smile on her face remained, "Are you sure?

Even if Gu Xingnian died tragically seven years later, he would never regret it? "

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the other two people in the room shrank sharply.

Gu Jinnian stood up suddenly, "What do you mean by that!"

Ning Nanqi no longer thought about the embarrassing thing just now, and raised her ears with concern.

Grandma Wu is very good at calculations, and she firmly asserts that whatever comes out of her mouth must be true.

Seven years later, Gu Xingnian is only twelve years old. Naturally, she cannot be said to be her biological daughter. Even if she inherits the status of a saint and has no heir, the status of saint will eventually return to her lineage...

However, Grandma Wu stopped talking and looked sideways at Ning Nanqi, "You go out and wait."

Ning Nanqi's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why?"

Is there anything that a noble saint like her cannot listen to?
  Ning Nanqi was not convinced.

But Grandma Wu's majesty was unquestionable, and Ning Nanqi didn't even get a reply. In her indifferent eyes, she gradually felt guilty, and finally stood up and walked out dejectedly.

When she went out, Grandma Wu asked her to close the door.

Ning Nanqi felt angry and subconsciously used gravity when closing the door, but reason finally defeated her emotions, and she closed the door gently.

It's just that I feel somewhat unwilling to do so.

It would be better if Gu Xingnian didn't exist.

It was obvious that she only had one last step to go.

But things are not as they should be.

Besides, she didn't dare to take action against Gu Xingnian.

At a time when the entire Southern Xinjiang knew of Gu Xingnian's existence, if she took action, she would be seeking death.

If she made a desperate move and succeeded in killing Gu Xingnian, she would not be able to become a saint, and she would even be expelled from southern Xinjiang.

There is never a shortage of candidates for sainthood.

Inside the house, Gu Jinnian stared at Grandma Wu.

If she didn't make the matter clear, he would not hesitate to risk his life or cause the two countries to break up.

He, Gu Jinnian, has never been a person who cares about the world. His heart is small and can only accommodate the three members of the Gu family.

On the day of 14, the temperature rose to more than 20 degrees, but on 15, the temperature dropped sharply. On 16, it started snowing. I caught a slight cold and had a fever. Fortunately, the fever has subsided now.

Tired(-ω`)