[Qing Chuan] Reborn Bogul's Counterattack

"Bailey, are you alright?"

He was lifted up, his head was dizzy.He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the lush surroundings, and touched his forehead.Looking at the dark red blood stain on his right index finger, Aixinjue Luobo Mubogul was taken aback for a moment and then suddenly burst out laughing.

Looking at the vivid scenes around while laughing, he unconsciously gritted his teeth with red eyes and whispered: "Brother Huang, Fulin! Fulin!!"

Feeling a little wrong, I thought he was confused.Xiao Luzi hurriedly yelled to the back with a crying voice: "Jian Jun Wang, Xin Jun Wang, Min Jun Wang, our Lord Baylor --- he seems to have lost his mind."

Jidu, Doni, and Ledu, who were still watching the excitement from a distance, were all startled and rushed over on horseback.

"What's going on? Didn't you just say you're fine, you slave?" The first person to get off his horse was Ji Du, the second son of Prince Zheng Jierhalang. As soon as he got off his horse, he immediately pushed aside the path and checked Bogul's account directly. Condition.

"Just now Lord Baylor did say it's okay, but just as the slave was going to help Lord Baylor, he fell down again. This--I don't understand what happened."

Ignoring Xiaoluzi's cries, he looked at Bogul who seemed to have no soul in front of him and was just thinking about his brother.Thinking that he was the one who instigated people, Doni immediately became uneasy: "Cousin, what should I do? If the queen mother and concubine know that I suggested that Bima throw Bogul down, don't kill me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just that the forehead is scratched a little. Let the imperial doctor take a good look at it. After a rest, nothing will happen." Glaring at the nervous Donnie, Ledu quickly looked at his own brother: " Brother, nothing will happen, right? The lawn in this place is so thick, and it’s not possible that Bogur is not a cute little girl—he’s not made of mud.”

Ji Du looked over with an unhappy look, and Le Du could only shut up resentfully.Thinking of how he wanted to tease Bogul just now when he got up, now seeing this situation, he can only be thankful that he held back just now.

Although Bogur is only 13 years old and does not have any position, but seriously, among the few people, Bogur has the most special and distinguished status.It's fine if nothing happens, but if something happens, the status of the son of the eldest son is something that no one can easily bear.

"Bogul, don't talk anymore, I'm really uncomfortable, brother will carry you back." Pressing down on Bogul's hand that had been raised high, and wiping the blood on it hard, Jidu was also a little panicked.

"Brother Jidu ---" looked up at the cousin in front of him who had always stood up for him and wanted to fight for his due treatment all the time.Thinking that he still failed his expectations in the end, Bogur suddenly felt a little guilty towards this person.

Squeezing out a smile, he said in a daze: "I'm fine, it's just that I suddenly felt like I just escaped from the gate of hell. So I'm a little emotional, a little scared and a little happy."

Although Bogul inherited the tall man of Tai Zun, and now he is only 13 years old and suddenly looks like an adult, but a child is still a child after all.

Seeing his childish cheeks, he would say he was happy at one time, and fearful at another.Ji Du and Le Du glanced at each other, finally feeling relieved.

After receiving a blue square handkerchief from the guard beside him, Ji Du carefully wiped Bogul's forehead, and said with a hearty smile: "You! When can't you feel that you are thinking wildly at this time, calling the emperor brother every sentence, you are scared to death We are now. I thought you, kid, were going to go to your own brother to sue?"

Knowing that he was joking, Bogur forced a laugh.

Standing aside, 19-year-old Aixinjueluo Doni also smiled enviously at the two of them.He is the eldest son of Duduo, the fifteenth younger brother of the first emperor, so it stands to reason that he should have a closer relationship with Bogul.But his father died early, plus the matter of his uncle Dorgon.He could only keep a low profile as much as possible, lest he would go too far and make the present empress dowager and emperor suspicious.

"I know that in this world, Er Niang and Brother Ji Du treat me the best and always think of me."

It was rare for Bogul to tell the truth, but Jidu was a little stunned: "You---"

Sighing softly, I didn't expect this stupid boy to be able to speak today.While Ji Du was happy and embarrassed, he also felt guilty.He was ashamed to say that he was not only good to Bogul because of him, but looking at the trusting eyes of the teenage boy in front of him, he could only silently and seriously examine his forehead.

Bogur fell off his horse suddenly, although the scar on his forehead didn't seem to be very serious.But after all, when Bogul was lifted up just now, the strange feeling was too horrible.Naturally, everyone didn't dare to be careless, and quickly sent Bogul back to his tent in the hunting ground.

Several people surrounded the imperial physician and comforted Bogul who had to rest for a few days in the tent for a long time.Seeing him lying on the bed looking peaceful and finally returning to his usual shy look, the three left in peace.

Wait for them to leave, wait for the busy path in the house to lead everyone back.Bogur, who had been lying quietly just now, suddenly sat up.

He got up and got out of bed, and looked around the tent.Bogur finally walked slowly towards the copper basin on the nanmu chair.

Looking inside with an unclear expression, Bogul slowly raised his right hand through the calm, unwavering clear spring water.

The young man in the water stretched out his gauze-wrapped right forehead with a dull face, the same childish cheek.The same ignorant appearance, the same eyes that make people unable to see emotions.But only he himself knows what there is in the center of the eye, and only he himself understands what has completely changed.

The body still seemed to be cold and cold, as if he still couldn't touch the person he wanted to touch.It was as if he was still trapped in the Great Qing Palace, watching helplessly his mother-in-law suffering and turning into a mad but helpless Bogul.

Fulin held up the child and shouted excitedly that it was his first son, and the woman who was finally forgiven and approved by everyone in the palace to be crowned imperial concubine was also looking at Fulin and her son with satisfaction and happiness.

No one remembered him anymore, and everyone in the palace seemed to have forgotten him, the youngest son of the late emperor who was forced to death by them two years ago.He couldn't stand how proud and happy they were, so he forgot the fact that he was just a ghost and rushed forward again.

Feeling a little desolate in my heart, when I passed through the smiling two people again.He finally said harshly: "I will never forgive, never forgive----"

He has watched the happy scene of Fulin and Wu Yunzhu together for two full years, but his heart has never been so painful, and he has never regretted his childishness and cowardice so much.

His heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, which made him unable to recover for a long time.In fact, sometimes he also wondered why God made him like this.Why let him exist like this, deprive him of all the feelings, why just leave this painful feeling in his body.

There was a sudden pain in the body, and finally there was the smell of grass and blood in the breath.When he opened his eyes and realized that the dark red blood stains on his hands were finally warm, he didn't know how excited and unbelievable he was at that time.

Withdraw the right hand touching the forehead, and slowly lower it.When the index finger finally felt cool, it disturbed the calm spring water.Looking at himself smiling in the ripples, Bogul finally said in a low voice: "Dear brother Fujin, Bogul is back, finally back."

Suddenly feeling that the anger and unwillingness in his heart could not be suppressed, he breathed hard, and Bogul knelt down on the ground.

When he fell to the ground, because his body was unstable, the copper basin under his hand was also pulled down to the ground with a clang.Half of his body was wet all of a sudden, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.But this time he finally calmed down.

"Master, are you alright?"

Xiaoluzi asked cautiously outside. Sitting on the ground and shaking his head, Bogul said softly, "I'm fine. Don't disturb me. I want to have a good sleep."

"Oh, the slave understands, the master can rest assured to sleep, the slave will take good care of it."

After a while, it seemed that there was really no sound outside, and then Boguer went to the bed and removed his wet clothes one by one.

There is no scar under the ribs on the right side of the subordinate's body. That scar was the only time he was allowed to serve for the court to escort Wu Sangui's army horses, and was injured in an ambush.

Moreover, at his age, he has only participated in a few autumn hunts, and there was only one time when Jidu, Ledu, and Doni were both present.

"September of the 12th year of Shunzhi, the Royal Hunting Garden in the outskirts of the capital." He said these words in a low voice. He had lived an inhuman life for two full years, thought a lot, and saw a lot.Bogul, who had been heartbroken and resented and helpless for a long time, finally lowered his eyes slowly.

In the Great Qing Palace, he watched his brother and Wu Yunzhu love each other countless times, what would he do if he had another chance?He has thought about this question countless times and read it countless times.He didn't want to delve into what was going on with all of this, what he had to do now was just not to startle the snake and take his time.

For two full years, he was no longer that silly self-pitying Aixinjueluo Bomubogul.He will never foolishly believe that as long as he dies, his brother and Fujin will stop.You will regret it, and you will no longer trample on him Aixinjueluo Bomubogul.

Er Niang's helplessness, sadness and madness, and the indifference and indifference of the current Empress Dowager.Wu Yunzhu's grievances are generous and virtuous.His elder brother's self-willedness, no complaints and no regrets, and his pride in the spring breeze have already driven him completely crazy.This time, he will definitely not let himself die so insignificantly, so insignificantly, so ridiculously ridiculous.

"Er Niang!" He murmured in a low voice, knowing that his Er Niang must be waiting for him to come back in the side palace of the Qing Dynasty.Lying on the bed and covering the quilt tightly, Bogul finally showed a shallow smile and murmured softly: "Mother, this time my son will definitely not make you sad again, never again Mother, my mother!"