This script is going to be cool [Rebirth]

This is the first time in my life that I think of Comrade Shangguan Xia with my internal organs and my fingers and toes.

Zhong Bochen and Alan Sang were in a coma all the time, and the two of them seemed to be competing with each other, and the condition was worse than the other.All the doctors in the pass were invited over. After watching Zhong Bochen's injury in a group, they first exclaimed, then turned their heads to look at "Blood Hedgehog" Alan Sang, and suddenly realized that they shouted too early.

Half of the doctors retreated, not daring to accept the orders of these two big men, and the rest were old genius doctors who had treated trauma for many years, with rich experience, they formed an expert group, made plans one, two, three, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Your Highness, you should mourn..."

"My condolences to you, uncle!" I threw my chair at them, as if a doctor had troubled the family members: "He's still alive! He's still breathing! If you can't be cured, get out!"

So they really all rolled away, leaving me alone with my arm around Zhong Bochen's head trembling.His face was so cold, I tried his snort again, as if he was really not breathing.But I didn't give up, and pressed my lips against his nose, feeling a faint floating.So I raised my head and yelled at Uncle Wei: "Go to the doctor again! He's still alive."

Uncle Wei's face was pale, and he stood there without moving with a sour face: "Your Highness... there is no doctor who is willing to come..."

"The old man is willing to give it a try." A leisurely voice suddenly came from outside the tent, and then an old man with white hair and long beard walked into the tent and greeted me: "I have met Your Highness."

I looked at the old man and hurriedly made way for him: "Please, save him."

The old man walked forward slowly, glanced at Zhong Bochen and then at Alan Sang, nodded slightly, and shouted outside the tent: "Liang Ke, come in quickly."

A black and skinny little apprentice ran in anxiously, hid behind the old man, turned his feet up to look at the two seriously wounded on the bed, and took a hissing breath.When I looked at the two of them, the master and the apprentice, I always felt very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw them.

The old doctor asked Uncle Wei and I to go out to avoid them first, saying that he would do his best to treat them.But if the two of them fail to survive, I hope His Highness will not blame them.I nodded in a daze, and muttered: "I don't blame you." But my feet weighed a thousand catties as if they were filled with lead, and I couldn't lift my legs when they were poked on the spot, so I had to let Uncle Wei help me out.

I sat in the next tent and lowered my head, counting the number of grass poles on the ground until the sunset.During the period, Uncle Wei asked me to eat something. I heard it, but I couldn't react and remained silent.I seemed to go back in a stupid way, and lost touch with the whole world in a daze.Uncle Wei stuffed water and buns into my mouth. I was stuffed with fat in my mouth by the fist-sized meat buns, and I barely swallowed it before retching.Uncle Wei clumsily fed me water, choking me so much that I sprayed him.Subconsciously, I stretched out my sleeve to wipe him, and then looked up at him, and suddenly noticed that his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were staring at me: "Your Highness, don't you scare uncle?"

I raised my hand to grab his white hair at the temples: "Uncle, I'm getting old."

Uncle Wei was stunned for a moment, then patted the back of my head with his big hand.I looked at his trouser legs, which were covered in mud and dust.I think I should say a few more words to let Uncle Wei not be so worried.However, I was aggrieved for a long time, and only said: "Uncle, I want to kill Ashina."

"Okay." Uncle Wei pressed my head again: "Chop off that bastard Ashina."

I stopped talking again and took a few sips from the kettle in Uncle Wei's hand.Seeing that I didn't retch the steamed stuffed bun, Uncle Wei walked out of the tent a little relieved, and asked the guards to guard me.

Ironically, in my two lives, I have only ever truly hated one person, and that is myself.I was afraid of Ashina and loathed Ashina, but I didn't hate him much.I have always felt that from his point of view, we are "foreigners", and expelling foreigners and achieving our own hegemony is the only way to be an emperor.I witnessed the subjugation of the country with my own eyes, and experienced the pain of being divided into five horses. As a result, after being reincarnated for hundreds of years, I finally faded away those regrets from my heart.Now that I have been reborn, I originally wanted to be a diligent "king" in peace and contentment.Fight with Ashina, be worthy of the people of the country, try your best, don't fight if you don't fight, anyway, this script was originally a tragic ending.

However, at this moment, I was thinking, I will never lose to Ashina, nor can I lose to him.I hate him, I hate him from the bottom of my heart, I wish I could eat his flesh and blood raw.

I finally understood that the me who was indifferent to the world before was just hypocrisy.I am not a "fairy" who sees through everything and doesn't care about anything, but because at that time I had not experienced the pain of losing my love forever.

In the past, I never had a treasure that I wanted to hide in my arms, so I could let go of everything.However, now I have a precious person, whom I have cared for till now, and who I can't even bear to poke with a finger, just a day later, lying there covered in blood, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.I am really pitiful and pathetic, kindness is the heart of the winner, and the excuse of the loser.In this world, the weak are prey to the strong, and tigers and wolves are kings. Do you want lambs to lie in the mouths of jackals and say that all beings are equal?

It's all bullshit, it's all pedantry.I can't forgive my enemies, and I can't even keep my lover, so what can I use to talk about benevolence, justice and morality.

The people in the pass all have parents, brothers, and relatives of flesh and blood.The misfortune of captives is rampant, and wherever the iron hooves step on, families are broken and people die.My father and imperial sister also died at the hands of Ashina, but I didn't witness it with my own eyes, so my heart was still so peaceful.It's me who is wolf-hearted, cowardly and can be bullied, and I have excused myself more than once-I have tried my best, what can you do to me?

how?how!Even if one day Ashina's horse's hoof crushes my head, I will turn into a ghost and dig out his heart.I will bring him back to hell and press him into the frying pan.If I cannot become a god, I will become a demon; if I cannot become a human, I will become a ghost.As long as I still have a sliver of soul consciousness, I will also find the trace of Ashina, tear him to pieces, and tear him into powder, so that he can no longer harm the world.

I squeezed the kettle in my hand, and the hot water spilled all over my body, and a white mist came out from the scalded flesh.The guard outside heard the noise, came in to take a look, and hurriedly took cold water and a sweat towel to wipe it off for me.I was about to reject his kindness, when the young apprentice of the old doctor suddenly walked in and said stammeringly, "Your Highness...Master saved them..."

I jumped up, knocked over the guards and rushed out of the tent.In the tent next door, the old man was cleaning the bloody bandages all over the place. Seeing me rushing in, he whispered: "Your Highness, their lives are supposed to be saved, but whether they can wake up depends on God's will." gone."

"Okay, okay..." I rushed over to hold Zhong Bochen's hand, and then asked in panic, "Why are your hands so cold?"

The old man pointed to a bunch of arrowheads taken out of Zhong Bochen and Alan Sang's bodies: "Although this lord has few wounds, the wounds are too deep; that girl has many wounds, but she didn't hurt her vitals, it's lucky. In short, the two of them have lost a lot of blood and need to rest in peace. Please rest assured, Your Highness, everything will have its own fate."

I stared blankly at Zhong Bochen's bloodless cheeks, lowered my head and kissed his forehead.I don't want to believe in fate, because both of us have bad luck.I didn't have a whole body when I died, and he committed suicide and died in love. He is a pair of bad luck.I think I still believe in gods once, I believe in fairy sisters with big feet, and I also believe in my father.Since I'm here to repay the sins of the previous life, I haven't paid off Zhong Bochen's love debt, so you are not allowed to take him away on your own initiative.I beg you two to stop him on the Naihe Bridge, kick him back, or take the scroll back.Since you can open the back door for me, it doesn't hurt to open another back door for him.

I just thought about it in such a daze, and when I came back to my senses, the old doctor and the young apprentice had already left.Uncle Wei said that the two of them had gone far away, leaving only the medicine.I asked again if there was a bounty for the old doctor, and he must be rewarded well.If Zhong Bochen and Princess Alansang wake up, I will throw a golden mountain to him.Uncle Wei handed me something innocently: "The old man said that the bounty was given a long time ago, and it was given by His Highness himself."

I took it over and saw that it was my "Li" waist card.I suddenly remembered who the old doctor and the young apprentice were.When I was in Yecheng, I asked Cen Man for medicine, and the owner of a pharmacy gave me medicine and dry food, so I gave him my waist card.And the owner of the pharmacy is today's old doctor, and his apprentice is the boy who took me for a thief and gave me a fire stick.

Is this a good relationship I made?I put the badge into my sleeve, thought again, took it out again, and put it in Zhong Bochen's palm.I think my waist card was given to me by my father himself, maybe it has some supernatural powers.It can bring the old man here, and it can also hook Zhong Bochen's life back.It's a mascot.

So I held Zhong Bochen's hand and waited for him to wake up.Looking at his handsome eyebrows and eyes, I always feel that he seems to have become a piece of fragile porcelain, but it has lost its luster like white jade and has become lifeless.But it doesn't matter, he is still alive after all.Even if he sleeps like this for ten or eight years, he is still alive.The king allows the prime minister to take a long vacation, but he must not be transferred from his job without authorization and go to work underground in the palace of the king of hell.

For a while I kissed Zhong Bochen's lips, and for a while I rubbed his hands, and looked away from his eyelids.Until another dawn came, Alan Sang, who was more seriously injured, woke up first, muttering something.I hurriedly put Zhong Bochen's hand away gently, poured some warm water, and ran to feed Alan Sang.

Alan Sang took a sip first, his eyes trembled for a while, and then he stared at my face: "...is that you? Am I dead?"

"No. You can survive." I took a soft pillow to help her head: "Hudel is dead, you killed him, you are very powerful."

Alan Sang blinked, his head went limp and he fainted again.In the following day, she woke up four or five times, and passed out again when she asked for saliva.Zhong Bochen, who didn't live up to expectations, slept extremely peacefully, and he didn't even want to give me a whimper.Anxious and angry, I scratched his ear and yelled, "You are not as good as a little girl! You have always been competitive, why are you running to the underworld but falling behind? Is there some goblin who blocked your way and hooked you?" Soul?!"

"Water." Alan Sang woke up again.I had to go to bring her water again, and I also gave her a sugar ball by the way.Alan Sang chewed the candy ball, drank the water, lay down in a daze for a while and asked me, "Who saved me?"

"An old doctor. He has already left." I replied perfunctorily, and turned to look at Zhong Bochen again.To my surprise, Alan Sang didn't faint again this time, but chatted with me in a very clear-headed way: "Is someone looking for me?"

"I don't know. I have been guarding you all the time, and I haven't left the camp." I replied, saw her smack my lips, and gave her another sugar ball.

Alan Sang snorted coldly with a sugar ball in his mouth: "Go and ask. Is my lover here?"

I had no choice but to go out of the tent to inquire with the patrolling soldiers, and learned that several Turkic people came to see Uncle Wei this morning and demanded the return of Princess Alansang.Uncle Wei said that he didn't know them, and he had to wait until Princess Alansan, who was seriously injured, woke up.So these Turks didn't leave, they were still waiting in Uncle Wei's camp.

I told Alan San the truth.Alan Sang's tightly knit brows and eyes relaxed slightly, and he turned his head to look at Zhong Bochen who was on the other bed: "Is your servant okay?"

"He is not my servant." I paused: "He is my lover."

"Oh. God will bless him. I will pray to the gods of the grassland and sky for you. May the eagle bring him back." Alan San suddenly comforted me very intimately.

I forced a smile: "Thank you. Please pray for yourself first. You are hurt very badly."

"I won't die." Alan Sang was quite confident.She tried her best to tear off the jade pendant around her neck and handed it to me.I took the jade pendant, rubbed the blood on it, and found that it looked like something from our Central Plains.

"Actually, I'm not Father's daughter." Alan Sang said suddenly.I looked at her in surprise, not knowing what she meant.Alan Sang pointed at Yupei: "Daddy said, my dear daddy accidentally lost me. There is blood from the Central Plains people in my body. So I learned the Central Plains dialect to find my daddy and auntie. "

I was silent, not surprised at all.Alan Sang is indeed different from Turkic women. Her facial features are more delicate and her skin is fairer.So I held the jade pendant and replied: "This king will try my best to help you reunite as soon as possible..."

"No, no need." Alan Sang refused, looking at the top of the towering tent and said, "Tell them, Alan Sang will not go back. She belongs to the vast grassland. Let them take care."

I put the jade pendant in my pocket, looked at Zhong Bochen who was still motionless, and said: "Okay. The vast grassland is for you, and the peaceful Central Plains is for us. The two do not interfere with each other. But before that, the man-eating wolves must be killed. "

"Yes." Alan Sang closed his eyes: "Let my lover pick me up tomorrow. Tell him I'm still alive. I'm asleep."

So Alan Sang unceremoniously said to sleep and fell asleep.I had no choice but to sit back beside Zhong Bochen.At this time, I noticed that his fingers moved, rubbing the waist plate with Li characters for a while.Overjoyed, I whispered his name.However, Zhong Bochen still didn't wake up, but his breathing became much more stable.

There was a wind blowing outside the tent, bringing the leaves of the trees in a swirling shape and blowing in, making a low-pitched sound.I hugged Zhong Bochen's arm in fear, fearing that it was a secret messenger who came to arrest him.After an unknown period of time, until the thin sunlight came in, I finally calmed down a little. I was thinking about going to ask for some more hot water when I heard a sudden noise from outside the tent.