Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 110 The Rain Falls Rouge Tears, Pear Blossom Plays Begonia (34)

flame.

The mountain was full of flames, and the air was full of burnt smell.

After chasing and killing, tens of thousands of arrows fell from the sky.

He thought he was going to die.

When he opened his eyes, tens of millions of soldiers stood in front of him.

The blood was overwhelming.

The scorched human flesh made a crackling sound, mixed with the disgusting smell of blood.

He is not dead.

He crawled out over the bones of tens of thousands of people.

In my ears are the last screams of countless lives...

They didn't let him go in the end.

Suddenly an arrow flew over from the sky.

There was a whistling sound in the ear.

Eyes full of blood red.

There are also heart-piercing screams around...

Dong Qi opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily.

The head was heavy and the pain was severe.

The lingering images in my mind made it impossible to breathe for a moment, that kind of despair, resentment, and pain.

Watching the expressions on other people's faces turn from ferocious to ashes...

As soon as Song Ci came in, he saw the man sitting up from the bed.

Seeing his slightly distorted expression due to discomfort, he asked nervously, "Dong Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Dong Qi didn't answer, but felt that the voice in his ear was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that he couldn't help but want to get close.

"who are you?"

Although Song Ci knew that Dong Qi would lose his memory, they had been together for such a long time, and he really forgot the feeling that he couldn't explain.

That sour feeling made him uncomfortable.

I don't like it either.

It turns out that it really feels so sad to be forgotten...

Song Ci's voice was a little hoarse, and he said softly, "I'm Song Ci."

"Song Ci..."

Dong Qi said this name in his mouth, looked at the boy's beautiful eyes that were unusually familiar, and saw the sadness in his eyes.

I really want to hold him in my arms.

I don't understand why I have this thought.

The man had sharp brows and falcon-like eyes fixed on him, without saying a word.

Empty and quiet all of a sudden.

Song Ci handed him the medicine bowl.

Dong Qi drank it without hesitation or even asking what soup was in his hand.

This way, it seems that even if what he gives is poison, he will drink it without hesitation...

Song Ci sat by the bed with a sore throat.

Those beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, then lowered again.

He lost his original memory, so did he recall his original life experience, and whether he should go with him.

If he doesn't want to, he won't force it...

Dong Qi frowned and looked around: "What is this place?"

"You should have lost your memory when you were hit on the head, but it doesn't matter..." Song Ci forced a smile, "Have you remembered who you are?"

"I remember." The man's voice was magnetic.

With a natural momentum.

"Did we know each other?"

Song Ci looked at Dong Qi, worried by the confusion in his eyes: "I know."

He is no longer the original Dong Qi who laughs silly and always loves him over and over again...

He is Dong Qi, this serious and fierce man is not the original him.

Song Ci suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

The voice was very soft, "Have you remembered who you are?"

"Ah."

After listening to his answer, I didn't continue to ask.

Song Ci took the medicine on the table, "I'll help you change the medicine."

He took off the gauze on his head very lightly. Because of the injury on his head, Dr. Liu cut his hair short for fear of infection.

Seeing that there were still some coagulated blood scabs on the messy hair, the action of applying the medicine was very light for fear of pain.

"Song Ci, can you tell me about the past?"

Dong Qi narrowed his eyes, those pupils were dark and bright.

Hearing his words, his subordinates paused.

"It's over, there's no need to bring it up again." Song Ci's voice was a little weak.

"You have found the previous memory, and you should do your own thing."

Everyone has their own things to do, there is no need to be delayed by other people's things...

Just like he will eventually complete his mission and leave this world.

He doesn't belong here and shouldn't involve anyone else.

"I'll leave when you recover from your injury."

Song Ci got his things up and walked over from the bed.

Dong Qi grabbed his hand and asked almost subconsciously, "Why are you leaving?"

Song Ci shook his head, instead of reaching out to touch his head, he put his hand on his shoulder.

"I have other things to do."

Pushing away his palm, he opened the door and walked out.

Dong Qi looked at the closed door, the palm of his hand was missing, and even his heart missed a beat.

"Song Ci..."

He said the name softly.

The feeling of stepping into the air made him dizzy, with no direction at all.

"……who are you?"

Dong Qi's heart ached so badly, there seemed to be other memories bursting out of his mind, and he reached out to cover his heart.

The bloodshot eyes are heavy, and the forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat.

A picture flashed in his mind, a beautiful young man ran past him, looking at his determined back and reaching out to grab him.

There was a loud bang, and the explosion shattered the surrounding glass.

Song Ci——! !

Like an old TV, gray snowflakes appeared on the screen and disappeared, and there was no sound at all.

Panting.

His fingers clasped the table next to him, his knuckles turned white, leaving a five-finger sunken mark on the wooden table.

Wiping off the sweat from the forehead, those eyes are as sharp as a lion in the grassland.

His mind was preoccupied with that pretty little man.

"Song Ci, Ci Ci..."

The name rolled and chewed back and forth on the tip of the tongue, scorching hot and hot, and finally heaved a heavy sigh of relief and passed out.

Song Ci has been taking care of him during this time.

I drink the medicine on time every day and change the medicine, but the wound does not improve.

Did he bruise himself on purpose?

Song Ci glanced at his eyebrows lightly, and looked at Dong Qi who had just finished drinking the medicine. The man's expression was indifferent and serious.

He shook his head in his heart.

Should be unlikely.

Dong Qi wanted to stay with Song Ci for a while longer, but he didn't know how to keep him. He could only hurt himself every day, and only hoped that he could look at him more when he came.

Seeing that Song Ci was about to leave, he stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

"What's wrong?" Song Ci thought that his wound was hurting again, "Do you want me to change your dressing again?"

"Need not."

The man looked at him, hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to talk to you for a while."

"I'm here to listen."

Song Ci sat next to him, without much smile on his face.

The flash of disappointment in his eyes made Dong Qi jealous.

He remembered the stupid Dong Qi who lacked a single muscle in his brain.

If he can, he wants to be Dong Qi who only belongs to him forever.

But now he is Dong Ziyou, the seventh prince of Daxia...

Dongqi recovered all the memories.

he remembered.

He is the seventh prince of Daxia, the emperor's most beloved youngest son, and became famous in his youth.

From the first time when the court minister proposed to abolish the crown prince and replace him with the crown prince, he has become a thorn in the side of all the princes, queens and concubines.

When he was 16 years old, it was the third time he led troops to fight, but on the way back to the imperial court, he was framed by the second prince's men, and thousands of soldiers died tragically trying to protect him.

He has saved his life now, and when he returns to Daxia, he will definitely deal with those wolves, tigers and leopards.

Pay homage to the dead souls of those innocent soldiers!
He wanted to go back. If the Second Prince and the others knew that he was still alive, they would definitely not let him go.

It would definitely be dangerous for Song Ci to follow her.

If Song Ci was injured, he couldn't imagine what would happen to him...

He can't tell Song Ci now, nor let him follow.

(End of this chapter)