Three Encounters with Tyrants

Jiang Que traveled through time. Unlike many time-travelers, he seemed to have won the time-travel lottery. He was picked up as soon as he crossed over. When he opened his eyes, he met a pale but extremely handsome face. This person came up and said that he was connected to his fate, and he could only live long if he stayed by his side. In this way, Jiang Que was directly detained in the house and became a mascot. He didn't have to worry about eating or drinking. There were no restrictions on his expenses or his hobbies. He could do whatever he wanted. The happiness was unreal. "Why don't you just tell me what you want? I don't feel comfortable with you like this." The person on the bamboo chair is at ease: "I want you to be in front of me every day. The Taoist priest said that as long as you let me see you every day, my illness will be cured." Jiang Que... This is more mysterious than time travel. The peaceful days were broken by an interception. Jiang Que was stabbed. When he woke up, he was already in the military camp. The man next to him who was sick every day was actually wearing a suit of armor and looked very strange: "Xiaoque, do you want to go to the Nine Levels to see it?" For the first time, he knew his real name, Yin Shirong, the most controversial emperor in history, Liang Shengzong. He watched him send his troops to Beijing, rebel and proclaim himself emperor, massacre the nobles, and reform and eliminate evils. But the iron-fisted emperor who was feared by both the government and the public still favored him as before, but the man's health was getting worse and worse. When he heard the rumors, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you so kind to me because I resemble your lover as others say?" "No, you are just you, just because I want to be nice to you." Until that person was dying, she kissed him on the corner of his lips in his arms, so hard that it was bloodshot. There was regret and sadness in his eyes that he couldn't understand. At that moment, he suddenly remembered that this was not his first time traveling through time. Yin Shirong had been waiting for him for twenty years. When he thought of him, the person in his arms had passed away. A year later, Jiang Que died of illness. He opened his eyes and returned to the museum. People around him were discussing Liang Shengzong's merits and demerits. At that moment, Jiang Que burst into tears. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to Daliang. In front of him was the young Yin Shirong, dressed in military uniform, frivolous and handsome: "Hey, whose handsome young man is this?" Jiang Que's eyes were red: "Your family." —————————————— Reading guide: Shou traveled through time three times in total. He couldn't remember the first time, and the plot started from the second time. The second time I traveled through time, I was 18 years old, and I was 38 years old. I waited for 20 years. Traveling through time for the third time, Gong Shou returned to his youth. Cutting one's own leg meat is a meme that I really like and wanted to write about. It is not suitable for people with severe dyslexia. I want to see the sweet and sour ones come in. Intention: If there is hope, it can be realized