Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce

Gong Jue's words made Gong Cheng's throat feel fishy, ​​and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood!

He has said so many things and made concessions everywhere, but Gong Jue is still obsessed with his obsession. Yes, he will always only have Gong Yimo in his eyes, but no country or power!

Poor him, he feels that his life is not long! But there is no one who can rest assured!

Evil debt, is this an evil debt?

Gong Jue hugged Gong Yimo and looked up at the emperor.

"Father, Jiangshan, there will be no chaos if there are sons and ministers! But Huangjie, I must!"

He finally lowered his head, "I swear, I will never die in the hands of the imperial sister, and I will watch over her so that she won't hurt anyone again. I ask my father to marry her to me!"

Gong Sheng was so angry that he couldn't speak!

It sounds nice, he won't die in Mo'er's hands, but is he Mo'er's opponent? Mo'er even wanted to kill him just now! Once it happens, how can it not hurt people? !

The wind blew Gong Jue's hair, but his back was still straight, indifferent, maintaining the last bit of respect for Gong Cheng.

"Father, the emperor's blessings are equal to the sky, and the imperial physician should be allowed to diagnose and treat right now! You will be fine!"

Gong Sheng's heart was completely chilled by his obsession, he no longer had the strength to argue, and said in a low voice as if he was exhausted.

"What if I die?"

Gong Che was silent.

Gong Cheng gasped for breath a few times, then asked again, "What if I insist on killing her?"

Gong Jue raised his head and looked at the emperor calmly and firmly.

"Then kill me first."

Gong Sheng finally couldn't hold back, and vomited another mouthful of blood!

There was a dead air on his face, but at this moment, he couldn't help laughing... This is all wrong!

This is all his blood debt for robbing someone's newlywed wife and destroying the country! If not, why are his sons so stubborn? For a woman, for a girl he had loved for many years, Dayu Jiangshan, who had guarded him all his life, was abandoned!

He has no face to face his ancestors! All of this is the sin he committed and the doom he brought!

The emperor vomited blood, but at this time, no one dared to step forward and say, "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon body!"

Gong Jue looked at his father, and finally, a hint of helplessness surfaced on his deserted face.

"If Gong Che doesn't wake up, my son... is willing to take on the burden of this thousand-mile country. Father, don't worry anymore!"

Gong Cheng smiled wryly.

"How can I not be worried?" He seemed to ask himself, but also seemed to be asking him.

Finally turned into a long sigh...

"...how, can you not worry?"

With a wave of Gong Cheng's hand, the sedan chair under him slowly turned around, as if he could feel the emperor's mood, the person who carried the sedan chair made no sound, because the supreme man on the sedan chair could no longer bear the slightest jolt.

Gong Jue didn't get up slowly until the emperor was far away. The Imperial Army looked at each other in blank dismay, and then listened to Gong Jue's cold voice.

"Clean up here."

After finishing speaking, he never looked at the dead bodies all over the floor, and left with Gong Yimo in his arms.

How long is a road?

Gong Jue carried Gong Yimo out of the palace. This road seemed to be the longest road he had traveled. He was afraid that he would hear the sad news that the emperor was really dying before he left the palace. To die, he had to take responsibility, had to lock up Miss Huang, and was afraid...

He glanced at the little man in his arms.

She is so soft-hearted, if she wakes up, how should she face this situation?

When he thought of Miss Huang's guilt and self-blame, he was terrified, afraid that she would do something irreparable because of her guilt...

Gong Jue looked at Gong Yimo's blood-stained face, and sighed deeply, no matter how long the road was, he would take her to the end.

Two days later, Prince Qi's Mansion.

Gong Yimo woke up and was inexplicably relieved when she saw that she was in Prince Qi's mansion.

She was a little confused after waking up, but in the next second, the scarlet blood and screams came into her mind. For a moment, she thought she had returned to the battlefield of her previous life!

Are those dreams?

She frowned and patted her head, then looked down at her hands, which were very clean.

He looked at his clothes again, they were also very clean.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, the image of Chang Xi's tragic death suddenly appeared in her mind!

Chang Xi... is dead?

The picture is very clear...it's as clear as if you were there...

She remembered how she inserted her fingers deeply into other people's flesh, and how she finally drew the arrow from Chang Xi's chest! I remember him kneeling in front of her, his white hair was loose and his body was covered in blood. Before he died, his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something.

—Princess, that is your father...

Gong Yimo's expression suddenly became frightened!

How could she have such a dream? !

No... It's not a dream, how did she come to Prince Qi's mansion? The sense of stagnation when she pulled out that arrow, the details of the blood splatter! She remembers it very well! Not a dream?

She... went crazy...

Gong Yimo looked at her hand again, she killed...killed hundreds of people...killed Chang Xi?

Gong Jue came in with the medicine bowl and found that Gong Yimo had woken up. He was overjoyed, but seeing her sitting there in a daze, his heart sank again.

"Miss Huang?"

Gong Jue's voice made Gong Yimo look up, she looked at Gong Jue in a daze, as if she wanted to see something in him. Gong Jue didn't change his face, and sat directly beside her.

"You have been in a coma for two days, come, drink this medicine."

This medicine was jointly developed by many famous doctors. It is a calming medicine. I don't know if it will work for her.

But Gong Yimo was obedient, didn't make trouble or ask questions, and obediently finished drinking the medicine.

Gong Jue couldn't bear it, if in the past, with such a bitter medicine, she would have to act coquettishly and obediently before taking the medicine obediently, but now her pale face was filled with anxiety and fear, her eyes were wide open, She looked at him in fear, as if he would say something that she couldn't accept.

Gong Jue felt sorry for her, hugged her and lay down again, hugged her in his arms, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? I asked someone to prepare porridge and your favorite dishes."

Gong Yimo fell on the pillow, shook her head, and grabbed his collar timidly.

Just when he was about to say something, he saw the blackness under Gong Jue's eyes, and his heart ached suddenly.

In the past ten days since he came back, the backlog of matters on his hands was enough for him to be exhausted. He also had to prepare for the wedding and find medicine for her.

That's all, but she had another problem.

In the past few days, because of her, he was afraid that he hadn't had a good night's sleep, no... maybe he hadn't slept at all, even a hard-nosed person couldn't stand such a torment...

So even if she wanted to know if what she had in her mind was true, if she really almost killed Gong Che, if she almost killed the emperor, if she really killed Chang Xi.

She wanted to know very much, but at this moment, being hugged by Gong Jue, and her fingers touching his closed eyes, it became another sentence.

"Gong Jue..." She pursed her lips, "Did I make you feel tired?"