lyra sleepless

You Jing was stunned for a moment, and silently spit out a dirty word: "Damn it."

Yegor observed his expression, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It seems that you are really not the emperor."

"It's a fart," You Jing said, "Do I have such a high-altitude flower?"

He extremely doubts that those negative remarks about Qi Zhiwen are all Lyra's usual propaganda methods.This guy doesn't look like a domineering and stupid king.

Yegor seemed to see what he was thinking, and said: "Kindness and rebellion are two qualities that go hand in hand, but neither of them should appear in a monarch, so Qi Zhiwen was defeated in the end."

You Jing snorted and rolled his eyes.

Yegor ignored him: "I thought you would be more concerned about why You Bushu and the emperor met three years earlier. The only intersection between them in history was after the fall of the palace, and at that time Qi Zhiwen had already committed suicide." Thoughtfully, he fine-tuned the timeline backwards.

You Jing coughed and showed a flattering smile: "Since you are sure that I am not Qi Zhiwen, can you let me go first?"

Yegor looked at him lightly and said, "It's rare for you to be so honest, I won't let you go."

You Jing was silent for a while, and suddenly started to shout: "My back hurts, you must be tied to my wound! Let me go!" He squeezed his eyes hard, and really squeezed out a pair of teary eyes. look.

Yegor was very annoying, for a moment, he suddenly saw a sense of familiarity in You Jing's teary eyes, as if they were gradually overlapping with another person's eyes, but he didn't say much. Thinking, coldly warned: "After you are untied, you are not allowed to retaliate."

Using the communication system of the palace, You Bushu regained contact with the military headquarters.His warship originally crashed here due to overspeeding engine failure. There are only non-military starships in the Imperial Palace, which cannot carry so many soldiers. He and his subordinates must wait for the military to send ships to rescue them.

The war is tight, and it is not easy to dispatch a large warship, so they have to wait for two or three days.

You Bushu readily agreed: "In the last battle, the opponent's main force was severely injured, and it will not be possible to launch another large-scale attack in a short time. I will just rest here for two days. Please take care of the military affairs, Su blame."

Su He said with a smile on the encrypted radio: "Be careful, don't be taken over by others at the border of the empire."

You Bushu didn't take it seriously, and said, "Just those trash? No one can win You Bushu in a positional war."

The two laughed at both ends of the communication at the same time.

You Bushu disconnected the communication, turned around and saw the prisoner doctor standing at the door with a complicated expression on his face.

Those captives found in the palace have been kept in the main hall.But because the soldiers needed doctors, the young man was free to come and go.

Anyway, he was unarmed, and his wrists were so thin that these mighty soldiers could be broken at once.

You Bushu turned cold and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The doctor put his hand on the door and said expressionlessly, "The adjutant asked me to come here. He said you were also injured."

You Bushu relaxed a little, the warship was out of control when it landed, and the autopilot system and weapon system were completely out of order. If You Bushu hadn't rushed to grab the console in time, the ship would have been destroyed long ago.

Even so, when he manipulated the spaceship to crash into the fortress, he also suffered a lot of injuries under the extreme impact.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took off his military uniform shirt, revealing bruises all over his body, some of which were already swollen, scarlet purple, and even congealed blood stains, the cloth stuck to the skin, and he simply ripped off.

Just from the appearance, it is completely unbelievable that this man who just talked and laughed and took someone's life was injured so embarrassingly.

The doctor turned his head awkwardly, as if he was very uncomfortable looking directly at a grown man's body.

You Bushu leaned forward, pinched his chin, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "I can't take it anymore, you are a doctor." The man gave You Bushu a hard look, as if he was completely unafraid of the current situation of being controlled by others .He stretched out his hand to get the healing potion, and at that moment, You Bushu saw something glide across his palm.

The slender wrist was suddenly grasped, and You Bushu's palm held him firmly like shackles, and he asked coldly, "Open your hand." The doctor bit his lip and did not move.

You Bushu used more strength in his hand, and said, "Open your hand." When he undressed, he also took off the gun, but as long as the other party's expression was wrong, he was sure to pinch the little doctor's arm in an instant. neck.

Under this forceful pressure, the doctor couldn't open his five fingers, and a bright bloodstain lay across his jade-like palm.

He stretched out his other hand expressionlessly, and there was another bloodstain, like two red knives, across You Buju's eyes.

If you look carefully, the bloodstains are clearly in the shape of four curved nails. I don't know how hard you clenched your fists to leave such shocking damage.

Or I just wanted to leave scars, because the anger and hatred that came like a torrent and tsunami at that moment were too strong, and I had to write it down with pain and blood, reminding myself that I can't move, but I can't forget.For example, standing in the crowd and watching familiar friends being brutally shot and turned into powder.

You Bushu threw away his hand and asked, "What's your name?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment, but still looked into his eyes in a calm manner: "My name is Anian."

"What's your last name?"

"I have no father or mother." He said simply.

You Bushu looked up and didn't look at him anymore. He temporarily lived in the emperor's room, not because he relied on his military position to exercise his privileged authority, but simply because this room was in the center of the palace, where he could hear all directions and see all directions. And easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The light fluttered before his eyes like blue jellyfish, probably the taste of the emperor, and the little doctor's fingers were as cold and soft as jellyfish.

He suddenly said, "A Nian. Do you know how my injury came about? This injury has cost the lives of three thousand soldiers in this palace." He turned his head and smiled at Anian, but his eyes were still cold De: "In this way, you treat my wounds, don't you feel particularly disgusting?"

Ah Nian subconsciously wanted to make a fist again, but You Bushu suddenly grabbed his hand and opened his five fingers one by one: "But you have to treat, if you refuse, more people will die. Here, it’s not easy for you to save your own life, so you don’t need to feel guilty. If you have to hate, you can hate me.”

"Everyone here hates you." Ah Nian said suddenly.

You Bushu spread his hands carelessly: "The stand is different, and I still hate Qi Zhiwen!"

"It was the Republic that launched the war and broke the hard-won peace. You let your own civilians die, turned countless planets into battlefields, and even turned stars into cannonballs... Lyra is full of devastation, just for the selfish desires of your high-level .”

You Bushu was silent for a while: "I am a soldier, I must obey orders and fight for the country."

"Don't make excuses for yourself!" Ah Nian's eternally calm eyes seemed to be on fire, "You are not a soldier, you are a running dog without conscience. In the feud between countries, you can assassinate Qi Zhiwen, you can Drive him down from the throne! But the artillery fire of the Republic has involved every innocent citizen in the war! What honor as a soldier is actually a hypocrisy and dirty crime.”

"Am I right? This is not a fight for the country, it's just a fight for the ruling privileges of the nobles, and of course Marshal You yourself. The Republic is in an economic crisis, immigrants and poor people are going to rebel, start a war, Point the finger at the empire and plunder our resources and wealth, the military factories can continue to work, the poor have jobs, the shareholders have more money, and ordinary people who complain endlessly on weekdays will willingly shed their tears. Send the child to the battlefield! You can also take the opportunity to make a large number of disgusting immigrant mud legs all become cannon fodder for the war, and you can make a profit without losing money! Anyway, in the end, all the crimes are known!"

His chest heaved violently, but his face became paler and paler.

You Bushu stood up unexpectedly, and stretched out his arms to hug him. His embrace was as hard as steel, without a hint of warmth.

He said firmly in Anian's ear: "There is no way to make everyone happy in the world. Just hate me, because for the sake of the Republic, I have to sacrifice many people, and I will continue to do so."