Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

When Han Shiqing and Jiang Yu were making trouble in the alley, the carriage of the General's Mansion had already arrived. A young woman raised the curtain of the carriage, and her appearance was very similar to Han Shiqing, only a little more feminine.

She is Han Shiqing's twin sister, Han Yunchang, born only half an hour earlier than Han Shiqing.

She pointed to the one behind her carriage to the people standing in the alley, and urged: "Big Brother, Second Brother and Younger Brother, hurry up and get in the carriage! Father and Mother told us to go back quickly!"

She is a woman who is about to enter the palace, she shouldn't come out to show her face again, but the feeling between the twins made her feel that Han Shiqing's anomaly this time was really weird, she was really worried, so she came out immediately, and now seeing the embarrassed brothers and sisters, Han Yunchang was even more sure that Han Shiqing was indeed in trouble.

"Third Sister..." Han Shiqing stared firmly at Han Yunchang's face, his already red eyes turned red again.

In the previous life, during the years when Jiang Yu was locked in the meditation hall, if Han Yunchang hadn't visited him often, Han Shiqing felt that he would definitely collapse.

Han Yunchang, who had already lived a miserable life, never complained to him at all. On the contrary, when she came to see him, she always had a smile on her eyes, and held his favorite pagoda flower cake, holding his hand to enlighten him, Not to mention that the culprit who led to the fall of the general's mansion was Han Shiqing.

"Little brother, what are you doing standing there?" Han Yunchang motioned to Han Shiqing, "Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Oh, good, good." Han Shiqing came back to his senses, took the elder brother's hand and got into the carriage. After sitting down, he realized that Jiang Yu was still outside. He waved to Han Shan, "You come up too."

The carriage is spacious, and it doesn't look crowded when four big men and one child are seated.

It was midsummer, and although the weather was hot, Jiang Yu, who was already weak, would definitely not be able to bear the rain for so long.

After all, although he is reborn now, the 12-year-old is not as good as the 24-year-old proclaimed emperor. He has been starving and freezing for many years. The inside is already too weak.

Jiang Yu felt hot and cold all over his body, and his head was dizzy, and he knew in his heart that he must have caught a cold and was about to start to have a fever.

Beside him was Han Shan who was holding a sword. Jiang Yu glanced at Han Shiqing who was sitting over there, but he was making eye contact with that person, and he could clearly see that pair of light brown eyes filled with deep disgust for him. with hatred.

Jiang Yu lowered his head, giving up the idea of ​​approaching Han Shiqing.

Han Shiqing should be angry at this time, even if he pretended to be pitiful to that person by being sick, it would only make Han Shiqing hate him more, and it would not help their relationship in any way.

The only advantage for him now is that Han Shiqing didn't know that he was reborn.

He had to use this advantage to make Han Shiqing understand that he was harmless and make him trust himself again.

In this case, everything in the general's mansion can be used by him again, but in order to get Han Shiqing, he must slightly change his strategy of proclaiming himself emperor, at least to leave a way between the two of them.

In Jiang Yu's eyes, if there is a balance, then the weight of power is definitely equal to that of Han Shiqing.

From a young age he had a strange fascination with power.

Even as the most humble prince, his ambition has never lost to anyone around him.

He deeply understands that all the hardships and offences he has suffered are due to his lack of real power in his hands.

If he can sit on that supreme throne, then he can trample everyone under his feet, and he can get everything he wants.

This thought continued until Han Shiqing's death.

After Han Shiqing's death, he understood that Han Shiqing was the only thing he couldn't get with power.

So the balance appeared.

Han Shiqing and the imperial power each occupy one side, and the other is indispensable.

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In the heavy rain, the carriage rolled slowly across the Qingshi Road, and arrived at the General's Mansion after about a stick of incense. The servants in the mansion went to report, and a group of people came out after a short while, led by Zhenbei University who was nearly fifty years old. General Han Jingyu, with a square face, handsome features, bright eyes, not angry and majestic, it is not difficult to see the decisive demeanor when he was young.

The woman standing next to him is tall and slender, she rarely uses hairpins, her face is slightly powdered, she is clearly in her 40s, but no one can see the traces of time on her face, she is still beautiful and peaceful , people can't help but have a sense of intimacy.

She is He Yiran, the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Left, the wife of Han Jingyu Mingmei, and the only mistress of the Zhenbei General's Mansion.

Han Jinfeng, Han Yiming, Han Yunchang, and Han Shiqing were all born to her, and they were all descendants.

When He Yiran saw her three sons who were drenched, she covered her mouth in shock, and hurriedly called them in, ordered her servants to boil water, prepared clean and crisp clothes, and personally wiped Han Shiqing's hair with a cloth towel. Han Shiqing went to his side and asked things for a while, and let him go after the water was boiled.

During the period, Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming explained to Han Jingyu what happened in the alley.

After Han Jingyu heard this, his brows were all wrinkled, and his expression was scary.

"Although Qing'er is usually a little naughty, she never does anything to bully the weak. There must be some internal reason for her abnormality today."

Han Jingyu asked Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming to take a shower and change clothes first, while he held up an umbrella and went to the firewood room where Jiang Yu was detained.

At this moment, Jiang Yu was resting against the woodpile with his eyes closed because he was unwell. When he heard footsteps outside the door, he immediately tensed up. His eyes opened slightly, and he saw Han Jingyu opened the door and walked in.

The burly man stood with his umbrella against the wall, and Jiang Yu closed his eyes.

It is now the fifth year of Emperor Yuan'an's accession to the throne. During the royal purge incident five years ago, Han Jingyu killed his mother and concubine in front of him. won't recognize him.

I remember that in the previous life, Han Jingyu's attitude towards him was not as close as the others in the General's Mansion. Now that Han Shiqing has all the memories from before, if that person really has the heart to expose his identity, then he probably only has a dead end.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help wondering how much Han Shiqing would tolerate him.

"Asleep?" Han Jingyu approached Jiang Yu, saw the redness and bruises on his face, frowned, touched it with his hands, his skin was hot, and his nose was hot.

"I didn't expect Qing'er to hit you so hard."

Seeing that Han Jingyu didn't seem to recognize him, and felt compassion for him, Jiang Yu changed his mind, continued to breathe steadily and evenly, restrained the movement of his eyes, frowned slightly, and whispered pitifully, "Dad, Mother, don't want me..."

Han Jingyu felt a sting in his heart when he heard this.

He came here with the idea of ​​interrogation, but seeing Jiang Yu's miserable state, he felt somewhat unbearable.

Putting aside his doubts about Jiang Yu for the time being, he called his servants over, changed Jiang Yu's clothes, and sent for a doctor to see a doctor and make medicine for him.

Jiang Yu pretended to be asleep the whole time, but he already had a clearer mind.

Han Shiqing did not reveal his identity.

Perhaps Han Shiqing cared more about him than she thought.