Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Changsun Tao, Changsun Tao.

She recognized the voice immediately.

The owner of this voice had twice descended from the sky like a god and pulled her out of the mire. It was impossible for her to forget this voice.

"Prince Qi, where are you?" Yu Qinghuan was so frightened that he lost his voice and ran desperately towards the bloody street, wanting to reach out to him and repay him for the kindness of protecting him twice.

"King Qi! Changsun Tao!" She shouted his name hoarsely, but he could not be found at all.

"Dead, they are all dead! Tens of thousands of people, all dead!" A figure appeared in front of him. He was covered in blood, and his hair was soaked with blood, and it stuck to his face wetly. The towering and proud figure like a jade mountain is lonely, rickety and decadent.

He raised his head and looked at her slowly across the sea of ​​blood that was constantly flowing. It was no longer clear whether it was blood or tears on his face. He just looked at her and growled desperately and hoarsely: "Princess, the ten people on our fiefdom are here." Tens of thousands of lives, all lost!”

He lowered his voice and cried quietly.Yu Qinghuan knew that even if this man was as calm as a mountain, no one would hear anything even if he cried.

But in the deserted street, his cry seemed to resound.

At this moment, Changsun Tao no longer made him fearful and vigilant. For a moment, she felt so distressed.

The river of blood rose higher and higher, reaching his mouth and nose, and was about to drown him again.

Yu Qinghuan ran over to save him, but her grasp was empty, and only her hands were full of blood.

At this time, the blood river dispersed.

There was an old man with an elegant demeanor, carrying a basket of medicine on his back, looking at her with a warm smile: "Yan Yan, you are here."

Yu Qinghuan suddenly raised her eyes and saw her long-dead grandfather.

My grandfather was still dressed neatly and neatly as before, with an air of immortality.

"Yan Yan, when the country is destroyed, where will the family be? You are the direct disciple of my miracle doctor Lu Pan. You have inherited my unparalleled medical skills, and you should also inherit my benevolence in saving people from fire and water. Those people are all you Can you watch these [-] people being buried under a spring that should be saved?"

Yu Qinghuan shook his head repeatedly: "Grandpa, no, no, Yan Yan would not do that."

However, the old man ignored her and turned around and walked forward quickly.

Yu Qinghuan followed the old man into another street, where there were mountains of corpses. The corpses were exposed to the sun, exuding a strong smell of death, and raptors and vultures were hovering above them.

The old man slowly bent down and dug out Chang Sun Tao's body from the piles of bones.

Yu Qinghuan ran forward and wanted to drag Changsun Tao out. Unexpectedly, the dead man suddenly turned into his grandfather.

"Grandfather!"

The pain of a loved one leaving you instantly filled her chest, making her unable to breathe. She finally burst into tears.

"Grandpa! You can't leave Yan Yan and my mother behind!"

Yu Qinghuan screamed with all his strength, trying to wake up his grandfather who died tragically, but the corpses in pieces never made a sound again.

"Don't leave Yan Yan and my mother behind, grandpa, don't leave..." Yu Qinghuan hugged the body and begged.

Heart, so painful that I can't breathe.

At this moment, the carriage shook hard. Yu Qinghuan suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to wipe his face, but his hands were covered with sweat.

"It turns out it was a false alarm. Changsun Tao is not dead," Yu Qinghuan murmured to himself, but suddenly his eyes turned red, "But grandpa... he is dead!"

The wonderful thing about dreams is that they give people an immersive experience. Even if they wake up, the emotions in the dreams will not dissipate immediately, especially the joys and sorrows.

Yu Qinghuan was still stuck in the dream scene and couldn't extricate herself. The pain of bereavement still lingered around her, wrapped her up, cocooned her... making her unable to breathe.

After a long time, Yu Qinghuan calmed down.

After her rebirth, she no longer allowed herself to be controlled by her emotions, so no matter what situation she faced, she could control her emotions, but this time, it took her a lot of time.

Just because that dream was too real.

"Grandfather, could it be that God allowed me to live another life just so that I could save hundreds of thousands of lives?" Yu Qinghuan said silently, "However, I am not a Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering, and I do not have the ability to reach heaven. What should I do?"

Yu Qinghuan recalled the news he heard in his previous life. This epidemic almost wiped out all the people in Qizhou. It was Changsun Tao who led five thousand private soldiers to block all roads between Qizhou and the outside world, isolating the plague in Within the scope of Qizhou.

But in the end, the plague was resolved, his people were gone, his private soldiers were gone, and he was the only one left alive. Then, the power of Prince Qi's Palace was suppressed by the Prime Minister's Palace, and then, she married Ding. Bai Yichu from Beihou Mansion.

After thinking about it, Yu Qinghuan fell asleep again.

The wheels rolled down the official road, raising dust.

After more than ten days of traveling day and night, Yu Qinghuan and the secret guard named Ah Liu finally arrived at the border of Qizhou, but they failed to catch up with Changsun Tao.

"Princess, let's rest in this small town for one night. We will have another day's journey tomorrow to reach the most prosperous Liangcheng in Qizhou, where the prince's residence is located." The sunset was dim and the sky was filled with sunset. General Ah Liu The horse was tied to the pillar of the stable and he stood beside the carriage and said respectfully.

"I won't go to Liangcheng." Yu Qinghuan opened the curtain. After more than ten days of traveling, her face was slightly haggard and she looked dusty. "You can ask later where the epidemic is most severe in Qizhou." , we will set off there tomorrow. Also, please call me Mr. Xie."

Ah Liu nodded, put up a small stool and respectfully invited Yu Qinghuan to get off the carriage.

In the inn, as soon as Yu Qinghuan stepped in, she felt grabbed by several fierce and vicious eyes. Although it was fleeting, she still felt it keenly.

"Ah Liu, go get a room and go to the room, and then order a few side dishes and a pot of warm wine. Tell the shopkeeper to send them directly to the room after they are ready." Yu Qinghuan gave a few instructions lightly, and stood aside with her hands folded, waiting for Ah Liu. Things done.

This inn was very simple, but it was kept clean and tidy by the hard-working waiter. Yu Qinghuan walked into the room and lay on the bed with her clothes on and closed her eyes to take a nap. After more than ten days of running around, she was extremely tired, but as long as she thought about what she had just done Dao grabbed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.

Ah Liu was attentive and spoke few words. After checking the room, he sat on the small couch outside with his sword in his arms and looked around vigilantly.

"Dong dong", the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Ah Liu didn't respond and opened the door directly.Outside the door, the waiter was carrying hot water and smiling attentively: "Sir, I'm here to bring hot water for bathing. Our shopkeeper said that the two guests must have traveled a long way. , wash off your tiredness first, and later serve some side dishes cooked by our landlady to make you feel comfortable."

"No need, our young master is not used to bathing in a strange place." After saying that, Ah Liu was about to close the door.

"Ah Liu, let the waiter bring the water in!" At this moment, Yu Qinghuan's voice sounded in the back room.

Ah Liu had no choice but to make a way and watched warily as the waiter brought in buckets of hot water and poured them into the tub behind the screen.

After the waiter left, Yu Qinghuan walked out of the back room, walked around behind the screen, put her hand into the tub, and fiddled with the hot water in the tub with her slender fingers.

Miao Man's thick white mist covered her face with a layer of blurry color.

Yu Qinghuan whispered, "Ah Liu, how many people have you killed?"

Ah Liu said sincerely: "My subordinates were selected by the master from the Zhenbei Camp. If you count the Northern Qi soldiers killed over the years, there are at least a thousand of them."

Yu Qinghuan said firmly: "There is something wrong with this waiter."