Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

The rain was crashing down.

Han Shiqing and Jiang Yu knelt on the ground, covered their faces and cried, and the other gnawed on their fingers, crying and laughing, surrounded by a circle of beggars who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, pointing.

Han Shiqing's eldest brother Han Jinfeng and second brother Han Yiming, who followed, froze for a while holding their umbrellas, and then hurried forward to cover Han Shiqing with umbrellas.

Han Shiqing's eldest brother, Han Jinfeng, is 12 years older than him, and his second brother, Han Yiming, is ten years older than him. He loves this little brother terribly on weekdays. I have never been angry, nor have I shed tears because of anything. This time, seeing my little brother cry like this, this is the first time for these two big men who are all-powerful on the northern battlefield.

I was so panicked that I didn't know what to say to comfort me.

"That... um... little brother." Given that Han Shiqing was crying so badly, Han Jinfeng was afraid that his little brother would be hoarse from crying, so he finally couldn't hold it back, and pointed to Jiang Yu, who seemed to be insane, and asked, "Who is this kid? Is it your turn?"

Han Yiming listened from the sidelines, and answered viciously, "If this kid really made you cry like this, Second Brother will do it for you!"

As he spoke, he patted the saber hanging by his waist, and put his hand in front of his neck to wipe his neck.

During this period of peace in the north, the two returned to Yong'an in time, but the habit of hanging sabers around their waists remained unchanged, always accompanied by weapons, adding a bit of chilling air.

Jiang Yu calmed down earlier than Han Shiqing. He heard Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming's words clearly, and glanced at the two of them, his dark eyes drooping slightly, restraining his emotions.

His feelings for Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming are actually very complicated. If they hadn't rescued him from the battlefield in his previous life, he would never have survived the day when he became emperor.

When the city was besieged by the barbarians, it was these two who desperately sent him out of the city and entrusted him to take good care of Han Shiqing.

But even so, he did not rectify the name of the Zhenbei General's Mansion until the end.

Not only because Han Jingyu, the general of Zhenbei, killed his mother and concubine, but also because the government was unstable at the time. Almost everyone in the Jiang Dynasty knew that General Zhenbei's mansion was a leftist faction who supported the late emperor. It is difficult to reassure the rightists who support him.

Facing these two people again, Jiang Yu couldn't help but feel a little guilty because he didn't have much conscience left.

It's just that the more important question is now, why did Han Shiqing treat him like this?

Although Jiang Yu quickly accepted the rebirth and was surprised that Han Shiqing was still alive in this world, he couldn't accept Han Shiqing treating him like this.

If everything is to be repeated this time, then Han Shiqing should stand in front of the down-and-out beggar with an oil-paper umbrella on his shoulders when he is shopping tomorrow, and say to him condescendingly: "Hey, you little beggar looks so good. It's so pretty, I'll follow the young master from now on, the young master will support you!"

But now, not only was he beaten into a pig's head, but he also witnessed Han Shiqing's ugly crying face which was rare in a century.

He felt that something was wrong, very wrong.

So now there is only one possibility.

Like him, Han Shiqing was also reborn.

With deep hatred for him, he was reborn at the beginning of everything, and he wanted to kill himself.

The voices of Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming reached Han Shiqing's ears, and the feeling of Han Jinfeng's hand on his shoulder was warm and generous, and it went straight to his heart.

Han Shiqing woke up like a dream, sobbing, he moved his hands away from his face, turned his eyes to the two tall men beside him, and the tears that had just stopped began to flow down again.

"Ah! Little brother, what are you crying about!" Han Jinfeng panicked even more, his brows furrowed into a ball.

"Sure enough, this kid has offended you, right?" Han Yiming's heart tightened, and he drew his knife directly, yelling and slashing at Jiang Yu, "Let the second brother vent your anger on you!"

Han Yiming has a reckless temper, he can do whatever he says, he didn't hold back the knife, it seems that he really wants to show Jiang Yu some color.

Han Jinfeng didn't stop him.

Jiang Yu raised his eyes to look at Han Shiqing, meeting the eyes of Han Shiqing who was looking over.

A heart suddenly cooled down.

The meaning in those eyes was obvious.

Han Shiqing wanted him to die.

The bitter cry and nostalgia just now are like a dream come true, Han Shiqing who has all the memories of his previous life will never forgive him.

But will he give up so easily?

Would he be so willing to die by Han Yiming's knife?

Will he, Jiang Yu, let go of Han Shiqing, who is about to get it and is still alive?

The answer is of course: impossible! !Absolutely impossible! !

So I saw under the boundless rain curtain, at the moment when the blade was close at hand, this guy took a deep breath, made a decision in his heart, and then rushed forward, hugging Han Shiqing's thigh impartially, I screamed with all my strength, "Father——!!!!"