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

Yu Wenwen's face was cold. He looked at the military doctor who was kneeling and begging for mercy, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

The military doctor lay firmly on the ground, not daring to raise his head to look at Yu Wenwen.

An ominous feeling arose in Yu Wenzhang's heart. He took a step forward, grabbed the military doctor from the ground, grabbed his collar and said coldly: "Speak!"

The military doctor looked at Yu Wenwen tremblingly, making begging gestures with his hands, and cried: "My lord, Mingjian! I have done everything I can do, this young master, he doesn't want to wake up, lord..."

Yu Wenwen grabbed the military doctor's hand by the collar and added some strength: "What do you mean you don't want to wake up? Huh?"

The military doctor almost rolled his eyes. He struggled and said: "It turned out that the young master was injured and had been depressed for a long time. Coupled with the bumpy road, his body was already very weak...

I don’t know what happened, but I was frozen like this again. I almost froze to death...

The young master has already prescribed medicinal soup to dispel the cold. If the young master has a strong will to survive, he should be able to wake up by now. If he takes good care of himself for a while, he will be fine...

But the young master just didn't wake up. This shouldn't have happened. Just now, the young master looked at the young master's pupils again, and they had... begun to spread!

There is no...no hope..."

Hearing this, Yu Wenzhang slammed the military doctor to the ground, pointed at him and said coldly: "I am warning you in the name of the regent. I have said before that if he dies, you don't have to live! "

The military doctor felt like he was mourning his heir. He sat on the ground blankly. After a while, he suddenly remembered something and rushed to Su Qing's bed, shouting loudly: "Young Master! Young Master! Save the little man! Please wake up!!"

Yu Wenwen walked to Su Qing's bed in two or two steps, kicked the military doctor on the chest and kicked him aside, saying in a cold voice: "How dare you! Come on! Pull him down!"

Immediately, someone came up and set up the military doctor to drag him down.

At the critical moment of life and death, the military doctor's huge potential burst out. He broke free from the restraints, threw himself in front of Yu Wenwen and said: "Sir! The young master doesn't want to wake up! If someone can give him a reason to live! Maybe, He will wake up!

grown ups! grown ups! You trust the villain! The younger one is willing to use his head as a guarantee! At least you try it first! After trying it, it doesn't work. It's not too late for you to kill the villain again! The villain has no complaints! ! ! "

Yu Wenwen frowned and looked at the crazy military doctor in front of him. The military doctor looked at Yu Wenwen sincerely, his eyes full of begging.

Yu Wenwen took a deep breath and said to Su Qing: "I swear in the name of the regent that if you don't wake up, I will kill everyone you care about..."

Su Qing on the bed didn't react at all, still sleeping quietly, with a pale face without any color.

In a daze, Su Qing at this time overlapped with his previous appearance when he was assassinated in the Qinzhou Prefecture. The only difference is that he woke up when he was in the Qinzhou Prefect's Mansion, but this time, he didn't react at all...

Yu Wenwen frowned. He suddenly thought that the only person Su Qing had shown he cared about in his entire life was his sister, Princess Yu Wenya. And Yu Wenya is now going to the Eastern Wei Dynasty with his wife...

Yu Wenzhang: "..."

After counting, Yu Wenzhang couldn't find any name that could be said.

Su Qing's face became paler and paler, and even turned a bit gray.

If he hadn't been breathing weakly, Yu Wenwen would have suspected that the person lying there was a dead person...

General Zhang Liu stood aside silently, looking at Su Qing who was unconscious on the bed. He couldn't tell how he felt.

From the moment he saw His Majesty, he felt that His Majesty would not live long.

He knew Master Yuwen's character very well. Looking at His Majesty who was completely different from when he was a child, with no light in his eyes anymore, he expected that His Majesty would have such a day...

Although the winter in northern Xinjiang is cold, as long as you are prepared, you will not really freeze to death.

Your Majesty, did he seek death on his own? Zhang Liu was thinking and looking at Yu Wenzhang with a sad expression.

At this moment, Yu Wenwen was frowning, his face was cold, his lips were pursed tightly, and he seemed to be on the verge of rage.

He rarely saw Master Yu Wenwen like this, as if he was about to lose something he cared about, and his usual confident look was completely gone.

Zhang Liu was a little stunned. He thought to himself: Does your Excellency actually care about Your Majesty? Then how could you force His Majesty to this extent?

Chen Feng had red eyes and stamped his feet anxiously on the side, as if he wanted to rush to the bed to take a look but didn't dare.

The man lying on the bed was called "Little Master" by others, but he knew the identity of that man. He was His Majesty the Western Wei Dynasty!

When he was on the road just now, he passed by the guards outside and heard them telling them that the young master in Lord Yuwenwen's camp was seriously ill. Lord Yuwenwen was so anxious that he took all the military doctors there overnight, even without clothes. Let the medic dress up...

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. The young master in Master Yu Wenwen's camp, isn't that your Majesty? ! His Majesty is seriously ill? ! You were obviously fine when you came here, right?

Chen Feng hurriedly dragged He Wei to Yu Wenwen's handsome tent. He didn't even have time to let the guards deliver the announcement, so he barged in directly and saw His Majesty lying on the bed not knowing whether he was alive or dead!

Chen Feng: "!"

Master Yu Wenwen was losing his temper with the military doctor. Chen Feng wanted to rush over and ask what happened. He was such a good majesty, why did he fall down after only a short time? !

Chen Feng was extremely frightened. If His Majesty really died in Northern Xinjiang, how would he explain to the entire Western Wei Dynasty?

Because no matter what the reason is, the fact is that His Majesty came here mixed in with his escort team! ! !

He Wei pulled him and said softly: "Be quiet!"

Chen Feng was furious. He looked at He Wei with red eyes and wanted to shout at him: Show me how I can be quiet? ! It's all your fault! Why on earth did you bring His Majesty here? ! !

Before he could say anything, Yu Wenzhang's cold voice came over: "Someone, drag Chen Feng out!"

Chen Feng looked over following the voice and saw Yu Wenwen looking at him coldly.

Chen Feng: "..."

Perhaps hearing the familiar name, Su Qing's fingers twitched slightly.

Yu Wenwen saw it from the corner of his eye. He seemed to have thought of something and said to Su Qing: "Do you remember Chen Feng? He was the imperial envoy you appointed during the Qinzhou plague.

You came here with Chen Feng's escort team this time. If you die, they will not be able to escape the blame.

At that time, the entire escort team, nearly tens of thousands of people, will have to be buried with you..."