Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

After waiting for a long time for the wind and waves to subside, they saw that the entire river was filled with corpses, including assassins and guards. The scene was in chaos and for a moment, no one could tell who was who.

The key point is that the emperor is still on that ship! The commander who was responsible for ensuring the safety of the emperor and the princes during the southern tour was so frightened that he jumped into the water without caring about anything else, calling on everyone to join in the salvage.

“Quick, go find His Majesty and the other princes!”

However, at this time, due to the previous capsizing of the boat, huge waves were created, forming a whirlpool. Some people were caught in the whirlpool and died on the spot, while others had already been pushed away. It was extremely difficult to find them now.

Ye Shuo killed and saved people at the same time, but he didn’t know how many people he had killed, let alone how many people he had saved.

Anyway, who he saw was his own, he helped him, and now he was exhausted, so he fainted.

It was unknown how much time had passed. Ye Shuo was awakened by the cold. When he opened his eyes, his hand slipped due to weakness and he fell off the wooden board into the water, almost choking him to death.

Ye Shuo swam to the shore with almost all his might. His chest felt burning with pain, but his internal organs should not be broken, otherwise he would not be alive today.

Fortunately, fortunately…

Ye Shuo couldn’t help but feel relieved.

He looked up at the sky and found that it was already bright. Judging from the speed of the river, he should have drifted quite far. He had not seen the surrounding scenery and Ye Shuo could not tell where he was.

There are mountains all around, so it would be difficult to get out.

However, before he could catch his breath, he saw a person floating down from upstream.

The color of this dress…

Ye Shuo was startled and hurriedly looked for something to fish it out. If it was too late, he would not be able to catch up.

Fortunately, Ye Shuo found a branch in time and stopped the man.

Ye Shuo waded into the water again, gritted his teeth, and fished the man out.

As expected, he is indeed his cheap dad.

Ye Shuo remembered that not long after he fell into the water, his stepfather also fell down, and then it was the Fourth Prince and the others.

I guess they saw that the ship was about to sink and there were too many assassins on board, so they had no choice but to jump down.

Ye Shuo also killed many assassins underwater. As long as they are not too unlucky, the Fourth Prince and the others should still be alive.

I just don’t know where it’s drifting to, and whether everyone is on the same route.

After pulling the man out of the water, Ye Shuo quickly checked his cheap father’s breath and found that although his cheap father’s breath was weak, it was still there. Ye Shuo couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If his stepfather was gone, there would be chaos in the capital, as his mother and Jianjian are still in the palace.

By that time, Ye Shuo couldn’t guarantee that he could protect the safety of his mother and Jian Jian in such a chaotic environment.

Carefully avoiding the wounds on his cheap father’s body, Ye Shuo quickly performed chest compressions on him.

If this were in modern times, Ye Shuo would probably have to give his cheap father artificial respiration. Although artificial respiration is for saving lives, it is still difficult to do it.

Fortunately, this is ancient times, and there is such a thing like internal strength.

Ye Shuo moved like a swimming dragon, quickly tapping on several acupuncture points on his cheap father’s body. Soon the water in his cheap father’s trachea and lungs slowly drained out.

After a while, probably because Ye Shuo made a lot of noise, Emperor Jingwen finally opened his eyes with difficulty, and subconsciously, he was about to take action.

Seeing this, Ye Shuo hurriedly stopped him: “No, no, no, father it is me.”

My cheap dad’s physical fitness is really good. He can hit people as soon as he opens his eyes.

“Xiaojiu…?” Emperor Jingwen’s voice was a little hoarse. Just as he was about to move, he was immediately held down by Ye Shuo.

“Don’t move, don’t move. Don’t bother the wound. I’ll help you to the shore.” Ye Shuo himself was still a wounded man. The distance was only about ten metres. During the whole process, Ye Shuo grinned uncontrollably.

In modern times, except for the last few years of illness, he had never suffered such suffering.

Seeing him like this, Emperor Jingwen didn’t know whether to say that he was young and healthy, or to scold him for being weak.

The most basic requirement for a real man is to remain calm when attacked by swords. No one is like him. He burst into tears when he was injured. He doesn’t have the demeanour of a prince at all.

After finally helping his stepfather to lean against a big tree, Ye Shuo saw that his wound was still bleeding, and even his lips were white, but he didn’t say a word. Ye Shuo was shocked: “Dad, don’t you feel the pain?”

Forget it. He is just like that. He probably won’t be able to let go of his imperial airs in his lifetime.

Ye Shuo took out his flint and lit a bonfire. After making sure he wouldn’t freeze, he took two deep breaths and said, “Dad, wait here. I’ll go get you some herbs.”

If this blood continues to flow like this, it will eventually run dry.

Ye Shuo pulled open Emperor Jingwen’s clothes and saw a huge bloody hole. Ye Shuo did not dare to delay.

Seeing his son’s actions, Emperor Jingwen was stunned for a moment: “This flint…”

“I’ve suffered losses before, so I’m specially prepared.” Ye Shuo has learned a lot in the past two years.

Without waiting for his stepfather to speak, Ye Shuo put the flint in his pocket, broke a stick, pushed aside the grass, and went up the mountain.

Looking at his back, Emperor Jingwen suddenly felt that he had grown up a lot.

These two years spent outside were not in vain.

About half an hour later, Ye Shuo emerged from the bushes again.

In ancient times, the forests were too dangerous in the summer. No one came to develop them, and there were not even any roads. If one had a poor memory, once they walked in, they would probably not be able to get out.

Emperor Jingwen was awakened almost instantly, and became alert.

He was relieved to see it was him.

At first, Emperor Jingwen was somewhat pleased with his son’s growth, but when Ye Shuo mashed a handful of green leaves into a paste and lifted up his clothes to paste it on his wound, Emperor Jingwen immediately came to his senses.

“What, what is this?”

Ye Shuo said as a matter of course: “It’s the herbal mud that stops bleeding and reduces inflammation.”

Emperor Jingwen didn’t know when he learned the medical skills.

After hearing this, Ye Shuo immediately said, “Dad, you forgot, when my mother was pregnant with Jianjian, I went to see the doctor for a while.”

I can’t say that I can cure diseases, but I have no problem identifying medicinal herbs.

But how could Emperor Jingwen trust him?

After careful recollection, Emperor Jingwen found that it was more than ten years ago. The most important thing was that he did not learn anything at all!

Emperor Jingwen immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

“Stop! I warn you! Don’t come over here! And don’t use—”

At this point, Ye Shuo couldn’t listen to him. Taking advantage of his cheap father’s inability to resist, he applied the medicinal mud directly without blinking an eye.

You know what, some Chinese herbal medicines are really magical. The bleeding stopped in just a short while.

Although the bleeding was stopped, Emperor Jingwen never wanted his son to treat him in his lifetime if possible.

Then Ye Shuo took out a bunch of wild fruits from his arms. They were all found with great difficulty. There were wax gourds and wild cherries, which were only available in this season.

Emperor Jingwen ate two wild cherries with doubt, and his teeth almost became sour.

Normally he would turn his nose up at these things, but now he had no choice at all.

Emperor Jingwen was puzzled as to who could have such great power.

However, at this moment, the son who was pinching his nose and eating cherries suddenly stood up.

Emperor Jingwen was startled and looked over. Before he could react, Ye Shuo had already picked up the branch skillfully.

The one who fished out this time was the seventh prince.

The Seventh Prince’s injuries were also serious, even worse than those of his stepfather. Fortunately, Ye Shuo still had some herbs that he had picked for Emperor Jingwen, so he quickly used them on him.

After all this trouble, Ye Shuo was almost exhausted.

However, Ye Shuo was thinking that this was not a solution.

Although the injuries of the two people have been temporarily treated, these few herbs alone are far from enough. In addition, they have been soaking in the water for such a long time. It is summer now, and it is hot and humid, so there is no guarantee that inflammation will not occur.

In short, we must hurry up and leave here, find a village or a family to settle down as soon as possible.

Besides, the deep mountains and old forests are not safe either. Ye Shuo just discovered traces of wild beasts when he was picking herbs. He was not afraid, but the key was his stepfather and his seventh brother.

In their current condition, they would not be able to survive even if a few wild boars came.

Ye Shuo is alone, and even if he could try his best to hold on, he couldn’t take the two of them away.

Just when Ye Shuo was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard an eagle’s cry from the sky above his head.

Thinking they were being pursued, the three of them immediately felt nervous.

Looking up suddenly, Ye Shuo saw that the eagle was circling above their heads, as if observing something.

Ye Shuo subconsciously wanted to bring the eagle down, otherwise their position would be exposed.

However, the eagle was flying too high. Ye Shuo threw several stones but it was of no use. When the stones flew to a certain height, they no longer had that much force and were easily avoided by the eagle.

Seeing the other party’s dodging movements so skillfully, Ye Shuo’s heart sank again and again.

There is no doubt that this eagle was specially trained by someone.

Just as they guessed, someone soon heard the noise and came over.

Ye Shuo hurriedly lay down and pretended to be seriously injured, so that if he met a strong enemy, he could at least catch the opponent by surprise.

However, what Ye Shuo, Emperor Jingwen and the Seventh Prince did not expect was that the person who came was actually an old man.

The old man was about seventy years old and was dressed like a woodcutter. If you didn’t know him, you would think he came to the mountains to chop wood.

But if you look closely, you can see that he is different from an ordinary woodcutter. His breathing is long and powerful, and you can tell at first glance that he is a martial artist, and he doesn’t feel any worse than his Master Wu Yi.

Ye Shuo, who had lost confidence due to the previous battle, didn’t think he could beat him.

This valley has not been visited by outsiders for many years. When the old man heard Zixiao’s call and came to check today, he thought he was some extraordinary person.

It turned out that they were just three people who had walked in by mistake.

Looking at the uninvited guests in front of him, the old man initially had no intention of paying any attention to them, let alone saving them.

There are so many dying people in this world, how can he save them all?

The old man was heartless, and after making sure the three people were not a danger, he planned to leave them here to fend for themselves.

As a result, at this moment, a gust of wind blew from the riverside, and the hair blocking Ye Shuo’s eyes was blown away.

“…Hmm?” When he saw this scene, the old man couldn’t help but snort.

What a handsome face…

Just when Ye Shuo was hesitating whether to ask for help, he saw the old man suddenly stop, turn around, and squat in front of him.

However, even at such a close distance, the old man still couldn’t find any flaws on his face.

Having lived to such an old age, this must be the most beautiful person the old man has ever seen in his life.