Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

His slender fingers stopped on the line "Emperor and empress were buried together in Zhaoling". After a long time, Song Xiao sighed slowly, closed the book, and pressed the button on the bedside.

Accompanied by a loud ringing bell, a fat nurse in a pink skirt hurriedly walked in: "Pull out the needle?"

"Well," Song Xiao nodded, and raised his left hand that was tied with the infusion tube, "I'm sorry, my sister."

"Oh, oh, what are you being polite about!" The delicate and fair boy called his sister in a clear and pleasant voice, which melted everyone's heart. The fat nurse smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. With the cotton ball, quickly pull out the needle with the other hand, and tell the boy to press it by himself.

Song Xiao pressed the hand that had just pulled out the needle, nodded to the fat nurse to thank him, and when the bleeding stopped, he picked up the "Historical Book" on the bedside and read it again.

"This young master of the Song family is different from what is said in the news." The fat nurse came out with a smile on her face, was held back by another nurse, and raised her chin towards the person who was studying quietly in the room.

"Oh, how can you believe the gossip news? Last year, it was said that our hospital gave blood transfusions to patients with type AB blood. The left hand transfused blood type A and the right hand transfused blood type B." Heart shape, "How could such an elegant young master fight with others? He must have been bullied, huh..."

When the colleague heard this, he couldn't help shaking, rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, and turned around to take the temperature of the next ward.

After the nurse left, Song Xiao rubbed the center of his brows, and heard another word he didn't understand, what is "gossip news"?

It has been several days since I woke up, and I am still confused about everything here.He wiped his neck, and when he opened his eyes, it should be Huangquan Road. He was about to gather his energy and go to find Yu Jintang on the Naihe Bridge, but he didn't expect that this "Huangquan Road" was actually a white square hut. A soft rope with iron pieces dangled in front of his eyes.

"Dare to ask, brother, but Bai Wuchang?" Song Xiao sat up slowly, and greeted that person, guessing that the soft rope should be a soul-elusive rope.

"Bai Wuchang" was very surprised by his words, he was stunned for a long while, and stuck the iron piece at the end of the "Hunting Cable" to his chest, waited for a while and then took it away, looked at his eyes with two fingers, and then touched him Head: "Have a headache?"

Now it was Song Xiao's turn to be stunned, this man's hands were warm, he could understand what he said, but he had a strange accent, and these men had short hair, and the women's clothes were also very strange, Could it be that he didn't die, but went to some barbaric place?

"This is..." Song Xiao didn't dare to say more, for fear that these people would find out that his accent was different from theirs, and most of the barbarians were xenophobic.

"This is the Third People's Hospital. You have been in a coma for three days. Do you feel any discomfort?" the man in the white gown asked gently.

Hospital?It seems that the person in the white coat should be a doctor.

"I heard that he woke up, let's make a record." Just as he was talking, two young men in green shirts came over, holding a pen and paper in their hands, "Song Xiao, who beat you at that time?"

Song Xiao frowned slightly, what are these people talking about?

"The patient just woke up, can't you come back another day?" The doctor was very upset, but he didn't really throw the two people out, and instead asked himself, "Do you remember what happened before the coma?"

Song Xiao shook his head, he wiped his neck with Mo Xie sword, he must be dead, the situation in front of him is very unusual, so he can't answer hastily.It was only later that Song Xiao found out that the person in the green clothes was a policeman, that is, a catcher in the yamen.

After interrogating the doctor and the policeman for a while, they got a shocking news, Song Xiao lost his memory.He doesn't remember where his home is, who his parents are, let alone how he was injured, he just remembers that his name is Song Xiao.

"Poor child!" Aunt Chen, who was hired by the family to take care of him, cried while holding him.

Song Xiao silently observed the people around him for a few days, asked Aunt Chen to buy some books to read, and gradually discovered an unbelievable fact, Dayu has been extinct for nearly a thousand years, and now is the 21st century!

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring blankly at the young man in the mirror, he was exactly what he looked like when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but his face was pale, far less vigorous than when he was the champion.

Now he is also called Song Xiao, he is just 16 years old this year, his mother died young, and he only has one father.

"What do you do at home?" Song Xiao guessed that he didn't drink Mengpo soup when he was reincarnated, but for some reason he didn't have the memory of the previous 16 years, so Yu Jintang should have been reincarnated as well.Now he is more concerned about his origin. If he is a nobleman, he can take the imperial examination, and when he becomes a high official, he will have a way to find the person he is looking for.

"Your father opened an entertainment company." Aunt Chen took out the things she just bought and peeled an apple for him.

"What does an entertainment company do?" Song Xiao frowned slightly. It sounded like he was a businessman. Although his business records were not very good, he could still study.

"Ah, I just hired a group of good-looking young people to sing, dance, and act. They can make money." Aunt Chen said with a smile. She worked as a nanny in the Song family for several years and watched Song Xiao grow up. The child used to not like to talk, and was always dumbfounded. Mr. Song said that this child has some kind of autism, and his IQ is not high, so he asked her to pay more attention.

This time Song Xiao's head was smashed by someone, and he lost his previous memory, but he seems to be much smarter and talk more, maybe it's a good thing.

Song Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Hearing what Aunt Chen said these days, the family is very well-to-do. He thought he was at least a country gentleman, but he never expected that he was the owner of an opera troupe!An actor is of humble origin, if his father was also an actor, he would have no chance of taking the imperial examination!

Song Xiao sighed, and sullenly picked up Aunt Chen's newly bought book to read.The characters in these books are very weird, with very few strokes, and it feels like crazy cursive, but fortunately most of them can still be understood.

"Song Xiao!" A clear voice came from outside the door. Song Xiao turned his head and saw a young man about his age poking his colorful head in. Take off the sunglasses on your face.

"Your Excellency is..." Song Xiao has read tens of thousands of volumes since he was a child, and he has never forgotten it with his photographic memory. He has learned the intonation of the people here in the past few days, but he is still a little uncomfortable with the choice of words.

"I'm David, you don't even remember me?" The colorful teenager circled around him in surprise, and sighed, "You really lost your memory? Your father and I will not remember this kind of bloody plot." I didn't believe it when I told you!"

The boy named David walked around him sympathetically, and began to talk to him endlessly about himself.His name is Li Weiwei, and his stage name is David. He is a signed artist of Song Xiaojia Entertainment Company. He has been acting since he was eight years old. He is an out-and-out child star.

Because of Song Xiao's withdrawn personality and no friends, Song Xiao's father made the only child in the company to accompany him at home often. After a long time, David became Song Xiao's only friend.Of course, this is what Li Weiwei himself said, and its authenticity is open to question.

Song Xiao quietly watched the young man talking happily. Although he was dressed like a beggar and had strangely colored hair, this man had a pair of big clear eyes.Having been in the officialdom for so many years, he still has the ability to know people. Song Xiao could feel the friendliness of this young man, so he let him chatter and make some remarks along the way.

"Aren't you going to be discharged from the hospital today? Your dad is busy going to the premiere of a new movie, so let me pick you up for him," Li Weiwei said, rolling his eyes, "For an old woman, she doesn't even care about her son. Not my boss, I scolded him in front of the media long ago."

"That is to say, it's okay if the husband doesn't come for a few days, and he won't come to see him when he is discharged from the hospital." Aunt Chen complained while packing her things.

Song Xiao frowned. Hearing what he said, his father in this life seemed to be a person obsessed with sex. He had seen movies in books, and they were plays performed by actors.That is to say, his father raised an actor as a concubine, and in order to support the new play of the concubine, he ignored his seriously ill son.

"The son doesn't blame the father, and the father doesn't come, he has his own reasons." Song Xiao came out after changing clothes in the bathroom, seeing that the two were still scolding, he yelled to stop.

Song Zicheng, who had just rushed over after the premiere, just happened to hear these words, and was stunned outside the door.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Yutang: Queen, how are you doing now?

Song Xiao: Not good, my father is a QAQ of a troupe

David: Hey, that's a listed entertainment company!

Yutang: It’s okay, I won’t dislike your background

David: You who open a fish pond don't like it!

Song Xiao: Thank you Lord Long En!

David: ＿(:з"∠)＿