Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Han Shiqing was stunned.

Then slowly, deeply frowned.

He stood up from the small bench, walked into the room, sat by Jiang Yu's bed, looked at him very seriously, and asked, "Ninth Prince, what do you want from me?"

At this moment, he did not regard Jiang Yu as a child who was only 12 years old, but regarded Jiang Yu as an opponent with the same mind as himself, and even more thoughtful than himself.

"You misunderstood me." Jiang Yu looked quite aggrieved. He squeezed his right ear and spoke a little loudly, "Although I don't have a fever, I am deaf."

He put his hand on his left ear, and said the strangely pronounced word by feeling, "It's the right ear, I can't hear it."

He spoke very easily, but Han Shiqing's face changed.

He naturally knew the importance of hearing to people like Jiang Yu. Losing the hearing in his right ear would cut half his survival rate on the battlefield, which is quite dangerous.

"You're lying." Han Shiqing narrowed his eyes, "You want me to pity you."

"It's true that I want you to pity me, but I'm not lying." Jiang Yu is actually a very "upright" person in certain things. All kinds of things flashed in his mind, and he still remembers what Han Shiqing said very clearly.

Han Shiqing asked him how many truths he had told him.

Han Shiqing hated that she lied to him.

So in this life, he wanted to treat Han Shiqing in a different way, starting with trying not to lie.

"So what do you mean?" Han Shiqing paused, frowned and asked Jiang Yu, "You have a fever and deaf ears, it's very pitiful, so as the 'culprit' who didn't give you medicine, I have to keep you In the General's Mansion, take care of you like a baby for the rest of your life?"

Every time Han Shiqing said something, Jiang Yu's eyes lit up a little. When Han Shiqing finished speaking, he nodded hurriedly, expressing his full appreciation for Han Shiqing's understanding ability.

The corner of Han Shiqing's mouth twitched, and then suddenly, with a smile, he leaned close to Jiang Yu, his slender and warm right hand resting on Jiang Yu's forehead, their breaths blended together, and the air gradually heated up.

"I think the Ninth Prince's fever has not gone away, and he is talking nonsense at this time." After finishing speaking, he straightened up, retracted his hand, and shouted outside the door, "Han Shan!"

Han Shan stepped into the door quickly, bowed his hands and saluted, "The subordinate is here."

"Go to the old Zhang to get some money and give it to the 'creditor' in front of me. After tonight, I don't want to see him in the general's mansion again!"

"Yes!" Han Shan suppressed the doubts in his heart and stepped back to work.

Han Shiqing's face sank like water, he stood up, looked down at Jiang Yu who was astonished, and sneered, "Let me tell you the truth, I know exactly what is going on in your mind, Ninth Prince, and the reason why I didn't expose your story today Status, just because you are young, pitiful. If you continue to entangle in the future, it will not be as easy as giving you some money to let you go."

After speaking, Han Shiqing resolutely walked away without giving Jiang Yu time to react, without looking at him again.