Emperor Stop Bothering Me《皇上别闹》Huang Shang Bie Nao
Emperor Stop Bothering Me, Chapter 2: Rebirth
Long and slender fingers stop in the line of “Emperor and Empress are buried in Royal Mausoleum". For a long time, Song Xiao sighed slowly, closed the book and presses the button at the head of the bed.
Accompanied by a loud bell, the fat nurse in the pink dress came into the room: "Pull out the needle?”
“Yeah," Song Xiao nodded, raising his left hand tied to the infusion tube, "Thank you sister.”
"Oh, oh, you're welcome!” The handsome and white young man, who called her sister in a clear and pleasant voice, made her heart melt. The fat nurse smiled so hard that you could not see her teeth. She quickly uncovered the tape on it, one finger on the place with the cotton ball, the other hand quickly pulled out the needle and she told the young man to press it.
Song Xiao pressed the hand that just pulled out the needle and nodded to the fat nurse to thank him. When the hand was no longer bleeding, he took the “History Book” of his head and read it again.
"This the Song Family Young Master is different from what the news says.” The fat nurse came out with a smile on her face, and was pulled by another nurse. She made a nod at the quiet reader in the room.
“Well, how can those gossip news be believed? Last year, it was said that our hospital transfused blood to patients with type AB blood, on the left-hand we transfused type A and right-hand transfused type B." The fat nurse curled her mouth and looked at the young man in the room, holding her heart in both hands.” How can such an elegant young man fight with others? he must have been bullied...”
When the colleague heard this, he could not help shaking, rubbing the gooseflesh on his arm, and turned to take the temperature of the next ward.
When the nurse left, Song Xiao rubbed his eyebrows and heart, because he heard a word that he didn't understand.” Gossip News" is what?
It's been several days since he woke up. He is still confused about everything here. He swung the sword at his neck and opened his eyes. He was expecting to find Yu Jin Tang on the bridge. However, he didn't expect that this "Yellow Spring Road" was a white four-way hut. A man in a white long gown, with a soft rope with iron pieces in his hand, was shaking in front of his eyes.
"Dare I ask brother, but are you Bai Wuchang?” Song Xiao slowly sat up and said hello to the man, thinking that the soft rope should be the soul rope. [1]... Bai Wuchang is one of the two deities who offer punishment or rewards in chinese mythology hell.
"Bai Wuchang" was very surprised at his words. After a while, he stuck the iron piece at one end of the "soul rope" to his chest, waited for a moment and took it away. His two fingers held his eyes to see and touched his head: "Do you have a headache?”
It's Song Xiao's turn to be stunned. This man's hand is warm. He can understand what he said, but the man spoke with a strange accent. These men have short hair, and the women's dresses are very strange. Is it not that he didn't die, but that he went to some barbarian place?
"Here is...” Song Xiao dare not say more. He is afraid that these people can see that his accent is different from theirs. Most of the barbarians are selective about things like these.
"This is The Third People's Hospital. You have been in a coma for three days. Do you feel any discomfort?” Asked the man in the white coat gently.
Hospital? It seems that the man in white coat should be a doctor.
"I heard that he woke up. We have to take a record," he said. Two young men in green blouses came here with paper and pens in their hands.” Song Xiao, who hit you then?”
Song Xiao frowned slightly. What are these people talking about?
"The patient has just woken up, can't you come again another day?" The doctor was very unhappy, but he didn't really throw the two men out. Instead, he asked himself, "Do you remember what happened before the coma?”
Song Xiao shook his head. He slashed his neck with The Moye sword. He must be dead. The situation in front of him is very unusual, so he can't answer rashly. Later, Song Xiao knew that the man in green was a policeman, something akin to a constable in the magistrate court.
After a long time of questioning, the doctor and the constable got a shocking news. Song Xiao lost his memory. He doesn't remember where his home is, who his parents are, or how he was hurt. He only remembers his name is Song Xiao.
"Poor boy!” Auntie Chen, the maid hired by his family to take care of him, hugged him and cried.
Song Xiao silently observed the people around him for several days, he asked Auntie Chen to buy some books for him to read, and he gradually found an incredible fact that the Great Yu Dynasty has been over for nearly a thousand years, and now it is the 21st century!
Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, he stared at the young man in the mirror. He was exactly what he looked like when he was 16 or 17 years old, but his face was pale, moodier than that of the number one scholar in that year.
Now he is also called Song Xiao, he is just 16 years old this year, his mother died early, only father is alive.
“What do we do at home?” Song Xiao guessed that he didn't drink Mengpo soup at the time of reincarnation, but somehow he didn't have the memory of the first 16 years, so Yu Jin Tang should also be reincarnated. Now he is more concerned about his origin. If he is a scholar, he can take part in the imperial examination. When he becomes a senior official, he can find the person he wanted to find. [1] Mengpo is a drink give just before a soul is sent for reincarnation, this is done so that the soul will not be burdened by the mistakes and achievement she had accumulated in his previous life.
"Your father started an Entertainment Company.” Auntie Chen took out what she had just bought and peeled an apple for him.
“What does an entertainment company do?” Song Xiao frowned slightly. It sounds like a businessman. Although the business status is not very good, it can also be accepted as a good background.
"Ah, He hired a group of good-looking young people to sing, dance, perform and act. He can make money.” Auntie Chen said with a smile that she worked as a nanny in the Song Family for several years and watched Song Xiao grow up. The child was not talkative before and was always gloomy. Mr. Song said that the child had autism and his IQ was not high. He asked her to pay more attention to him.
This time, Song Xiao was beaten by someone, and he woke up without previous memory according to the doctors, but he is now smart and talkative. Maybe it's a good thing.
Song Xiao's heart thumped. He heard Auntie Chen's words these days and he affirmed that the family was very rich. He thought it was at least a Squire Family, but he didn't expect it was the Drama Group! The actors are from a humble family. If his father was from an acting's family, he can not have participated in the imperial examination.
Song Xiao sighed and sullenly picked up Auntie Chen's new book to look. The characters in these books are very strange, with few strokes. They feel like wild grass. Fortunately, most of them can be understood.
"Song Xiao!” A clear voice came from the outside of the door. Song Xiao turned around and saw a young man about his age. He poked in a colorful head. After seeing no one left or right, he rushed in and closed the door and took off the sunglasses on his face.
"Your Excellency is...” Song Xiao has read thousands of books since he was a child. He has learned the intonation of people here these days, but the diction is not suitable.
"I'm David. You don't even remember me?” The colorful young man around him in surprise and sighed," are you really scatter-brained? I didn't believe this dramatic story when your father told me!”
David, a young man, compassionately turned around him again and began to talk to him about himself. His name is Li Wei-Wei, and his stage name is David. He is a contracted artist of the Song Family’s Entertainment Company. He started acting at the age of eight. He is a child star.
Because Song Xiao is lonely and has no friends, his father asked the only child in the company to accompany him often at home. After a long time, David became Song Xiao's only friend. Of course, this is what Li Wei-Wei, himself said, and the validity remains to be discussed.
Song Xiao quietly watched the young man talking with his eyebrows flying and he was very expressionful. Although he was dressed like a beggar and his hair was very strange, he had a pair of clear big eyes. After spending so many years in the official arena, Song Xiao still has the ability to read people. When Song Xiao can feel the friendliness of this young man, it was up to him to keep talking.
"Today you are going to be discharged from the hospital. Your father is busy going to the premiere of the new movie, and he asked me to pick you up for him," Li Wei-Wei said, rolling his eyes.” The old man doesn't care about even his son. If he wasn't my boss, I would have rebuked him in front of the media.”
"That is to say, even if he didn’t come these days, you won't have a look after your discharge.” Auntie Chen was packing and complaining.
Song Xiao frowned, listening to this, the father of this life seems to be a man who is obsessed with beauties. The movie he saw in the book is the play performed by the actor. That is to say, his father raised an actor to be the little mistress, in order to give the new play for the mistress, he ignored his seriously ill son.
"If the son does not ask the father, and the father does not come, he has his own reason.” Song Xiao changed his clothes in the bathroom and came out. Seeing that the two men were still scolding, Song Xiao stopped talking.
Song Zi Cheng, who arrived at the end of the premiere, was stunned to hear that.
The author has something to say: small theater:
Yu Tang: Empress, how are you doing now?
Song Xiao: No, my father is a QAQ the drama group
David: Hello, that's a stock exchange listed entertainment company!
Yu Tang: it's OK. Zhen won't despise your background
David: you're the one who drives Yu Tang. I don't like it!
Song Xiao: Thank you, your graces!
David: (: з∠)
A/N This is not a rewrite of the last translation its a complete retranslation... So tell Is it still like the one in wattpad, I feel like I have improved abit, anyway laters
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