Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 602 if line: What if Song Chengbi was reborn 01

Song Chengbi no longer cared about the wound on his chest, and his life continued to pass by.

Why did it come to this point?

Perhaps he had been floating in the abyss-like court for too long, and was used to seeing the walking dead driven by profit, and he numbly believed that everything in this world was dark and dull.

This is how prejudice breeds.

Therefore, when the carefree and carefree young man ran toward him like a beam of light, holding up his skirt, Song Chengbi couldn't help but fall in love with him.

While falling in love, I was also blinded by doubts and suspicions.

Tragedy just happened.

What made Song Chengbi heartbroken the most was the sentence the young man wrote in his own hand before he died: "Princess Jin's Letter".

If there is an afterlife, I will never let you suffer any pain or grievance...

But there is no what if.

Song Chengbi smiled bitterly, dragged his seriously injured body to bury his princess with his own hands, and entrusted his subordinates to bury him behind the tomb to protect him forever.

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I don't know how long it took, but the sound of horse hooves rang in Song Chengbi's ears.

The sedan curtain was lifted, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the guard Liu Ying's thick voice sounded: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is waiting for you inside. Are you feeling better?"

Liu Ying was a personal guard and someone he trusted enough. Song Chengbi suddenly responded and adjusted his inner breath subconsciously.

The injured body was cold and cold, but slowly warmed up due to the operation of internal force. Only then did the memory come back, and confusion soon appeared on Song Chengbi's face.

This sedan is a warm sedan from the palace, and the bottom of the sedan is the stone road of the palace, but isn't it already...

Did Liu Ying make her own decision?

Song Chengbi stretched his hand to his chest, wanting to call him to accuse him, but he was surprised to find that there was no stab wound in his heart, and the source of the bloody smell in his nose was in his waist and abdomen.

wrong.

None of this is right.

The palace attendant's voice sounded not far away: "His Royal Highness King Jin has done great service in suppressing the rebellion. The Emperor is granting me a pardon without having to kneel down. Please come in quickly."

Was it successful in countering the rebellion?

Song Chengbi came out of the sedan and entered the emperor's bedroom full of doubts.

Song Chengbi came here often, and it was mostly because of him that he made great contributions. The emperor held a family banquet and retired, and the two brothers talked privately.

The emperor in dragon robes looked sad, but he could no longer hide his smile and said to Song Chengbi: "This rebellion involves too many people, the position is vacant, and there are no talented people to fill it for a while."

Song Chengbi knew what the emperor liked to hear, so he comforted him a few words, and the doubts in his heart reached its peak.

If this is a dream.

It's too real...

The emperor was not very old at the moment, but his sullen expression soon became unbearable. After three rounds of drinking, he laughed heartily: "The Lin family's ambitions are so obvious, and they pretend that no one else can see it. When he fell down, six books were lost." Then you can have a good cleaning!”

Song Chengbi was slightly startled, filled the emperor's glass with wine, and asked tentatively: "The Lin family?"

The servant was not there, so the emperor said with a loud tongue, "You're drunk before you even drink?"

"Isn't it because you went to put down the Lin family's rebellion, imprisoned you... and implicated the nine clans? Your engagement contract will be invalidated anyway. Brother, don't worry, the official family will find another good match for you!"

The wine spilled on the table.

Song Chengbi's pupils shrank and he stood up.

The emperor finished the wine and closed his eyes waiting for his brother to pour another glass. But when he opened his eyes again, Song Chengbi had disappeared: "?"

"What about people?"

The palace servants collected King Jin's money, came over to support him, and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, His Highness King Jin was injured during the rebellion. You are sympathetic to His Highness and just showed mercy and allowed His Highness to go back and rest."

The emperor hummed, feeling that he was indeed a good emperor who was considerate of his subjects: "Call him again tomorrow."

"Yes."

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Song Chengbi called Liu Ying and asked all his doubts.

Liuying was loyal and could not lie. Song Chengbi quickly determined that this was not a dream.

He was reborn.

It's just that the trajectory of this life is slightly different from that of the previous life.

Lin Shangshu, a civil official, colluded with military generals and his ambitions were always high.

In this life, he was much more flamboyant than in the previous life, so the emperor focused on him and used scheming to lure him into rebellion.

Song Chengbi pretended to be separated from the emperor and his ministers and went to the border.

When Lin Shangshu came to join the army, Song Chengbi immediately led the imperial army to suppress the rebellion and killed him by surprise.

Song Chengbi thought that Lin Yunchen and Lin Yunmiao were also imprisoned, so he rushed to Taiwan Prison to check, but found that the two were missing...

Probably because he learned that his father had rebelled and was imprisoned, he escaped to avoid being killed.

In this life, the time for Lin Shangshu to start the army was much earlier. Lin Yunmiao was not yet old enough to marry, and Yun Chen was even younger.

Where can two frightened children go...

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Taiwan Prison has classified the two sisters as fugitives and is still arresting them.

Song Chengbi suppressed the file and completely took over the case.

Afraid of scaring the two sisters, Song Chengbi removed all wanted notices in Kaifeng City and ordered Liuying to secretly search for the whereabouts of the two people.

After waiting anxiously for three days, Song Chengbi finally got the news.

Lin Yunmiao pretended to be a teenager and went to a pawn shop, pawned her hairpin, exchanged the money and went to a drug store.

Song Chengbi changed into his regular clothes and followed Lin Yunmiao to a ruined temple on the edge of the capital.

Debris fell from the half-collapsed temple roof from time to time, and the Buddha statue was also broken and mottled. Lin Yunmiao moved an incense stand covered with dust and cobwebs, revealing a blood-stained corner of his clothes.

Song Chengbi's heart suddenly clenched.

Lin Yunmiao looked around and didn't notice Song Chengbi's presence. She carefully pulled back the incense stand, knelt on the ground and whispered worriedly: "Chenchen, wake up."

The little boy who was curled up in the hay was not very tall. He struggled to open his eyes. His cheeks were burning red and his lips were dry and pale. His hoarse voice was trying to comfort Lin Yunmiao: "Sister, I'm fine..."

Lin Yunmiao gave a trembling hum and took out a cloth bag from her arms.

She took out a few wet cloth strips and put them in Yun Chen's mouth: "Chen Chen, hold it in your mouth."

It was a strip of cloth soaked in medicinal soup.

Their father committed a serious crime that implicated the nine clans, but Yun Chen was unwilling to let his sister go to jail, so he escaped with Lin Yunmiao and wanted to seek refuge in Nanjing City.

Along the way, there were not only pursuits by officers and soldiers, but also harassment by bandits. In order to protect Lin Yunmiao, Yun Chen lost his horse and injured his arm.

Because he didn't deal with it in time, the boy quickly caught fire, and his feet were too weak to move forward, so he had to hide in this ruined temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

The pampered young master had never suffered such a crime. After staying here all night, he became even more seriously ill and fell asleep in a state of confusion.

Lin Yunmiao was anxious, but she didn't dare to cook medicine in the temple, so she had to use this method...

But Yun Chen was so sick that he had no strength at all. After stuffing the cloth, his mouth was half-open, he couldn't make any sucking movements, and his eyes were about to close in confusion.

Lin Yunmiao's crying voice was trembling as she begged, "Good Chenchen, look at my sister."

With a swish of wind, the incense stand was pulled away.

Lin Yunmiao's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly tried to protect her younger brother, but she was not as quick as Song Chengbi and jumped in the air.

Song Chengbi picked up the burning boy, frowned and took out the cloth from his mouth, slowly transferred his inner energy to keep him warm, and reached out to detect his wrist veins.

Although the disease is more serious, fortunately the foundation is not weak, and timely treatment will not cause any root causes.

The young master suffered a lot of grievances after being on the run for several days. After falling into the warm embrace, he softened into a ball like a small animal and subconsciously wanted to crawl into his arms.

But soon, he struggled vigilantly again, trying to open his eyes: "Sister, run quickly..."

Even though he is so sick, he still wants to protect others.

Song Chengbi felt a dense pain in his heart. He hugged Yun Chen into his arms, stroked his back and comforted softly: "Your sister is fine, and you will be fine too."

After saying that, he said to the frightened Lin Yunmiao on the side: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. His body can't be exposed to wind anymore. Come back with me."