Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Jiang Yu's heart trembled, showing a slightly confused expression, "Rebirth? What rebirth?"

"Still pretending?" Han Shiqing stared closely at Jiang Yu's eyes, and stretched out his hand to him, "Where's the portrait I painted for you that day? Give it back to me."

Jiang Yu shook his head, "I didn't take it."

"Impossible!" Han Shiqing slapped the table vigorously, "After you left that day, I searched all over the study room, but I couldn't find it. Who else could have taken it if it wasn't you?"

"Just a little bit harder." Jiang Yu suddenly pulled his hand and rubbed his red palm, "You can see that your hand is red."

"..." Han Shiqing's face froze, and he looked at the boy in front of him with complicated eyes, but he didn't withdraw his hand, and just let Jiang Yu hold him.

"How did you know that I was reborn?" Jiang Yu put down his hand and looked at Han Shiqing without any panic in his eyes.

Han Shiqing didn't want him to lie, so he wouldn't lie to him in this life.

"That 'Han' character." Han Shiqing replied, "You couldn't write such stable characters when you were 12 years old in your previous life."

"So you still remember." Jiang Yu's eyes lit up, and warm emotions welled up in his heart.

"..." Han Shiqing didn't expect the conversation between the two to be so dull.

I don't know why when Jiang Yu looked at him with such sincere eyes and told him the truth, he couldn't get angry for no reason.

But would Jiang Yu like this be another layer of his disguise?

Han Shiqing didn't dare to believe it easily.

"Since you are reborn, you should know that I will not forgive you." Han Shiqing pursed her lips and continued: "It is already very difficult for me not to kill you. If you pester me like this again, I don't know what will happen.

"Anyway, I have some happy memories with you, so I beg you to stay away from me, and don't make me hate you more."

Jiang Yu interrupted him, asking the wrong question, "Do you still have nightmares?"

Han Shiqing froze.

"What will you dream about?" Jiang Yu glanced at the figure hidden outside the window, and approached Han Shiqing. The mask of kindness seemed to be slowly torn off, revealing the grimace with blue face and fangs. He asked, "I dreamed that Han Jingyu was executed. Or that He Yiran hanged himself? Or that the heads of your two elder brothers hung high above the top of the city guarding the northern border, and the former heroic general became the laughing stock of the barbarians? Or that sister of yours..."

"Enough!" Han Shiqing grabbed Jiang Yu by the collar and pushed him to the ground.

With a bang, the back of Jiang Yu's head hit the stone brick, and the pain followed, but he didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows.

He continued: "Your sister was thrown into the limbo by Emperor Yuan'an, and she was bullied all day long..."

"Shut up!" Han Shiqing grabbed Jiang Yu's slender neck, his eyes turned red, he used all his strength, clenched his back teeth, and wanted to strangle Jiang Yu to death just like that.

"I know you hate me." Jiang Yu's face turned blue, but he still curled up his mouth and said the next thing.

"But Shiqing, have you ever thought about what I think these years?"

"Although my concubine is not good to me, she is my mother. Your father killed my mother. Shouldn't this debt be repaid?"

"The barbarian army is pressing down on the border, the battle is tense, and the reinforcements are delayed. Your elder brother and second brother died. Is this also my fault?"

"There is also your elder sister who voluntarily entered the palace as a concubine. Isn't the purpose of expanding the power of your Zhenbei General's Mansion and consolidating your position? After entering the palace, any grievances you suffered are all self-inflicted. What does it matter?"

Every time he said a word, Han Shiqing's hand relaxed a little, until Jiang Yu finished speaking, and his strength to restrain Jiang Yu was exhausted.

Jiang Yu grabbed his wrist and sat up, and said to him: "Shi Qing, you just hate me for deceiving you, I admit that I did this wrong, but you shouldn't blame me for other crimes. "

His voice was very soft, but it hit Han Shiqing's heart like a heavy hammer, shaking his internal organs.

The room was very quiet, and the two of them were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

After a long time, Han Shiqing raised his head, looked directly into Jiang Yu's eyes, and said.

"Then I know what you think now." He looked calm, but his eyes were empty.

Jiang Yu frowned.

"Yes, you are not wrong. You should avenge your mother, kill my father, you should avenge the general's mansion, let this place that raised you for eight years collapse, you should take back everything you want, you have never had Wrong." Han Shiqing raised his voice, pointed his finger at his chest, and his throat tightened, "It's all my fault! I shouldn't have brought you to the General's Mansion, I shouldn't have made it so easy for you. Just close to my family, I shouldn't, I shouldn't... fall in love with you."

If Jiang Yu hadn't approached Han Shiqing at the beginning, but had gone another way to fight for the throne, then even if he killed the general's mansion after proclaiming himself emperor and implicated the nine clans, then Han Shiqing would have accepted his fate, because of the change of old and new regimes, Bloodshed is normal.

They were in the wrong team in the general's mansion, and it was their own fate to be ransacked by the whole family.

But he hated it because Jiang Yu took advantage of him.

He seemed to help Jiang Yu hurt his family indirectly, and he was the biggest sinner.

He hates Jiang Yu because he wants to have a sustenance, because only in this way can he be hysterical and vent at will, so as not to be completely crushed and become a lunatic.

But now that Jiang Yu made this clear to him, it broke his life-saving straw and drove him to a dead end.

He was wrong, he was wrong.

Han Shiqing stopped his hands, knelt down on the ground, his throat was choked, his lips were purple, and his breathing became difficult. He said dryly, "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Jiang Yu was a little dazed. It should be said that since Han Shiqing heard the voice of liking, his whole heart began to wander, but now Han Shiqing's reaction was too abnormal. He frowned and held the young man's shoulders.

"Shi Qing?"

Han Shiqing only lowered his head, murmured, but couldn't breathe out, his face was pale, and his lips became more and more purple.

"Han Shiqing!" Jiang Yu finally became anxious, and he shouted, "Breathe, breathe!"

"Get out of the way!" A stone hit Jiang Yu's back of the hand, Liao Yunfan came in through the window, and ran to Han Shiqing's side quickly.

He pushed Jiang Yu away, tapped Han Shiqing's acupoints, then held the fainted man in his arms, and probed his nose with his fingers to make sure he was able to breathe normally, before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Why are you provoking him so much?!" Liao Yunfan glared at Jiang Yu who was still at a loss beside him, "Do you think his life is long?"

"Don't look at him looking alive and well now, but he is no longer the carefree young master of the general's mansion." Liao Yunfan's eyes trembled, and he said, "How important is the memory of the previous life to him?" Can you understand how heavy it is?"

Speaking of this, Liao Yunfan felt a little ridiculous again, he denied himself, "How can you understand that you are such a selfish person, you only care about how you feel, and what others think has nothing to do with you?"

"Why did he do this?" Jiang Yu calmed down a little, no matter how Liao Yunfan scolded, he was not annoyed, only Han Shiqing was in his eyes.

"Heart disease is too serious." Liao Yunfan sighed, "I am a doctor, and I have treated many diseases for people, and I pay attention to prescribing the right medicine, but I can't cure this heart disease alone."

"General heart disease will at most affect the mood, and it will affect the body after a long time, but Shi Qing is different. He will have short-term breathing difficulties if he is too stimulated. If he cannot wake up in time, he will easily faint. It may become a wooden man, unable to wake up until death."

"Then he now..." A flustered expression finally appeared on Jiang Yu's face.

"It's okay, I just fell asleep." Liao Yunfan put his arm through Han Shiqing's leg, hugged him horizontally, put him on the small couch in the study, and gently rubbed the young man's soft hair before saying to Jiang Yu, " Come with me, let's talk."