Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Fang Jibai scratched his head and said with embarrassment: "Oh, the main reason is that he fell in the grass covered in blood. If I don't care about him, I won't be willing to die without saving him, which is against the principles of chivalry!"

Su Qing sighed and said: "It's not that I don't want to save him, I just want to tell you that in this world, anyone who can lie in the grass covered in blood must be someone who is being hunted. If you touch such a person, it will be a shame. Got mixed up in right and wrong...

What's more, this place is too close to Jiangling. Aren't you afraid that this person is a member of the army? "

Fang Jibai also reacted, and suddenly felt that he had picked up a hot potato, so he asked tentatively: "Then I throw him out?"

Su Qing accepted his fate and said, "You move him in."

Fang Jibai said in confusion: "Didn't you just say..."

Su Qing interrupted him and said: "I'm just worried about you, afraid that you will suffer in the future."

Fang Jibai: "...Oh."

After Fang Jibai moved the bloody man into the house, he bandaged him hastily, and the rest was to wait for him to get over it on his own.

After all, neither of them are doctors. Whether he can survive or not depends entirely on himself.

Fang Jibai stayed with Su Qing for another day. After packing up the purchased materials for Su Qing, he left.

Before leaving, he asked Su Qing one last time if he wanted to go with him. After being rejected by Su Qing again, Fang Jibai said helplessly: "Take care."

Su Qing smiled and nodded in agreement.

Fang Jibai left worriedly, and Su Qing sighed. He knew in his heart that this might be the last time they met.

Turning back to the bamboo house, the man Fang Jibai picked up was still unconscious.

Su Qing stretched out her hand to test his body temperature and found that he was a little hot, so Su Qing wet a towel and wiped his body.

Just halfway through wiping, the man suddenly moved.

Su Qing knew that the man had woken up.

Su Qing's expression remained unchanged and she said, "Are you awake? Can you move?"

The man didn't speak. Su Qing keenly felt that the man's breath was confused, as if he was shocked by something.

Su Qing: "What's wrong?"

The man still didn't answer.

Su Qing heard a rustling sound, as if he was struggling to sit up.

Su Qing frowned and warned: "You'd better lie down, otherwise the wound that was finally bandaged may collapse..."

The man still ignored Su Qing, and Su Qing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Because the man didn't reply, Su Qing always thought that the man was a little shocked when he saw his appearance, but now it seems that is not the case at all.

Then there is only one possibility, this person knows himself!

Su Qing's heart skipped a beat. Due to various reasons, not many people knew him in this world, and only Fang Jibai was the only one in Nanliang.

If this person knew him... Recalling that Fang Jibai said that the Northern Zhou army had already reached Jiangling, Su Qing suddenly became convinced that this person was probably an old man from the Western Wei Dynasty or the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Ordinary soldiers naturally do not know themselves, so this person can only be a general from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The number of people who can lead troops to fight and know themselves can only be counted on one hand. Which one of them is this person?

They didn't speak or make a sound. They probably weren't the ones who had good intentions towards themselves, otherwise they would have screamed out in surprise by now.

Then all that's left is...

Although he thought it was impossible, a name slowly emerged from his mind, and Su Qing felt his heart start to beat fast.

'Gotta get out of here quickly! Thinking of this, Su Qing immediately turned around and left in a hurry.

But just as he turned around, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist with such force that it felt like it was crushing his wrist bones.

The familiar strength immediately made Su Qing's scalp numb with fear.

A nightmare-like voice slowly sounded behind him: "Where do you want to go?"

After a pause, the man called softly: "Your Majesty."

Su Qing: "..."

Yu article! It turned out to be Yu Wenzhang!

How come he is here? !

Yu Wenzhang slowly sat up from the bed, holding Su Qing's wrist tightly with one hand and staring at Su Qing's back with his eyes.

Yu Wenwen said: "Two years ago, Chang Shan came back to me and told me that His Majesty died in a fire... Doesn't Your Majesty have anything to say?"

Su Qing tried not to tremble with fear. Hearing this, he turned around and asked in a hoarse voice: "...What do you want me to say to you?"

Yu Wenwen put one of Su Qing's hands to his lips, kissed it gently, and then whispered: "Why doesn't your Majesty come back to me even though he is alive?"

The warm touch was instant, but it gave Su Qing a layer of goosebumps all over his body. He wanted to pull his hand away, but Yu Wenwen held it tightly, not giving him any chance to leave.

Yu Wenwen lowered his voice and said softly with a hint of reproach: "If Your Majesty can come back, I will not re-establish a new emperor. This Northern Zhou Dynasty will still be Your Majesty's Northern Zhou Dynasty, and this country will still be His Majesty's country... ..”

Yu Wenwen put Su Qing's hand on his cheek and rubbed it lovingly, as if holding some treasure. He finally said: "Your Majesty, I miss you very much..."

This sentence caused Su Qing's anger to rise instantly. Some of the unbearable memories that he had deliberately forgotten, and the grievances he had suffered, came flooding back.

The anger overshadowed the fear, Su Qing sneered, and for the first time in his life, he said to Yu Wenwen in a harsh tone: "Yu Wenwen, are you out of touch?

What do you mean you miss me...Ha, you miss my good control, right?

how? Is the new emperor out of control?

It seems you are so miserable.

I'm a little curious, Yu Wenzhang, how does it feel to be stabbed in the back?

How does it feel to lose power?

How does it feel to fall into the dust? "

Yu Wenzhang's expression remained unchanged: "Excuse me for your Majesty's concern. In fact, it feels pretty good and quite novel."

Su Qing sneered: "Why didn't you die outside?"

Yu Wenwen said: "Fate is great."

Su Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Let go."

Yu Wenwen rubbed Su Qing's wrist and said softly: "Don't let go. If I let go of His Majesty, Your Majesty will run away again."

Su Qing didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she struck forward with a palm, trying to force Yu Wenwen to take back his hand. Su Qing had calculated that if Yu Wenzhang insisted on not letting go, this palm would kill him half.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenwen refused to dodge and was slapped by Su Qing.

There was only a muffled groan, and the next moment, warm blood dripped onto Su Qing's hand.

Su Qing didn't expect that Yu Wenzhang could do this, and was stunned for a moment: "You..."

Yu Wenwen smiled instead of being angry. With a strong movement of his wrist, he pulled Su Qing, who was still in a daze, into his arms.

Yu Wenwen held Su Qing in his arms, holding his body tightly with a pair of arms that seemed to want to squeeze Su Qing into his bones and blood.