After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Jin Lan seemed to have a sore under her buttocks, she couldn't sit still, holding a clean handkerchief, she wanted to wipe the tears off Chao Luo's face, but she was afraid that her abrupt behavior would frighten her, so she could only linger, Frowning from time to time.

Chao Luo cried enough in Fu Shiyu's arms, sobbing and sitting down on the round stool, Jin Lan took the opportunity to carefully wipe off the tears on her face, and asked in an unfamiliar gentle tone: "Did someone bully you?"

After asking, he suddenly imagined the scene of Chao Luo being bullied in his mind, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he suddenly scolded for no reason: "Chao Luo, tell me who you were wronged by, don't worry, Even if it is the king of heaven, I will cut off his head for you today!"

Hearing his 'bloody' words, Chao Luo turned pale with fright, and hurriedly said, "No...no need."

"...Nobody bullied me."

"How is it possible!" Jin Lan replied fiercely.He didn't believe it at all, and he had already made up his mind that someone had bullied Chao Luo, that's why she came here and cried loudly.

Compared with his impatience, Fu Shiyu seemed much calmer, obviously he had already guessed the general direction in his heart.

He sat beside him, with his cool palms on the back of Chao Luo's hands, his tone was gentle like a friendly brother next door, "But what did you remember?"

The gentle and gentle voice was like a cool breeze blowing in summer, calming Chao Luo's impatience at once. She raised her red and swollen eyes and said softly, "Fire."

"Fire?" Before Fu Shiyu could make a sound, Jin Lan interrupted, "What fire?!"

Chao Luo remained silent, Jin Lan looked extremely anxious, wishing to get into her mind and take a peek.

Fu Shiyu glanced at him calmly. Although he was not emotional, Jin Lan could see the meaning of warning in it.

Normally, he would have jumped angrily, but now Xu Shi realized that he was a little in the way, so Jin Lan could only suppress the restlessness in his heart, and stood beside him with a gloomy face, waiting patiently for Chao Luo's next words.

Chaoluo's veil has been lifted, that face is still ugly, mixed with mottled tears, it looks very unsightly, but the two people in front of her are staring straight at it without moving, and there is no trace of disgust in their eyes. color.

For a moment, a needle could be heard in the room, and the cold air eroded the small and closed space.

Finally, Chao Luo seemed to be relieved, and although there were tears in his eyes, they looked very clear and bright.

"Since entering the palace, I have always had nightmares."

"Is that the dream you mentioned before?" Fu Shiyu asked immediately.

Chao Luo hummed softly, "But this time the dream seems to be clearer."

"I saw a fire, someone was crying in my ear, and someone said sorry to me."

Fu Shiyu clenched her hand tightly and continued to ask, "Are there any other pictures?"

Chao Luo thought for a while, then said, "I saw someone leaving."

"..."

Chao Luo had never heard of this matter before, and Fu Shiyu had an intuition that this might be the key to his memory.

"What kind of person?" he asked.

Chao Luo frowned, looking troubled and confused. After a long time, he struggled to describe: "I can only see the back."

"It seems to be a woman, wearing fancy clothes, she should be beautiful."

Ever since Fu Shiyu met Emperor Sui Qing, he had always had an embryonic guess in his mind, but now, this guess became more and more mature, and there seemed to be an answer ready to come out in his heart.

"Is she alone?"

"No." Chao Luo answered quickly this time, as if without consideration, and said directly: "She still has a child in her arms."

"What does that child look like?" Jin Lan suddenly grabbed Chaoluo's shoulder with excitement, and he couldn't explain why the emotions in his heart surged, but there was a strong voice in his mind that forced him to open his mouth to ask questions.

"Wearing a golden crown, my face is stained, very"

"Okay!" Fu Shiyu interrupted suddenly, his face was colder than ice and snow, and said indifferently: "I will send you out of the palace tomorrow."

"Hey!" Jin Lan said angrily, "Wait! I haven't finished asking!"

Fu Shiyu glanced at him faintly, this glance was deep, as if carrying weight, and the pressure made others breathless.

Jin Lan, who was originally irritable, suddenly seemed to be poked down the spine by someone, and the whole person calmed down suddenly, and then a chill rushed up his back and penetrated into his bones.

Fu Shiyu took Chao Luo's hand out of the room and sent her back to his bedroom.

"It's still early now, you should sleep for a while." Fu Shiyu said: "I will take you out of the palace later."

Chao Luo nodded obediently, and seeing Fu Shiyu standing beside her, she hesitated and said, "Master, can you accompany me?"

A faint smile curled up on the corner of Fu Shiyu's mouth, and he reached out and touched the top of her head, "Okay."

"I'll be with you."

This is Chao Luo's familiar and favorite smiling face.It's just that since Fu Shiyu was injured last time, there seemed to be a lot of things mixed into his smile, and it seemed that he was no longer as warm as before.

Xu was accompanied by someone, and Chao Luo, who was not sleepy at all, fell asleep lying on the couch.

After Fu Shiyu heard that Chao Luo's breathing had calmed down, he turned around and tucked her under the quilt.

Hearing the deliberately light footsteps behind him, a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes, and they were pressed back silently in an instant.

"Do you know anything?" Jin Lan asked bluntly.

Fu Shiyu didn't speak, and didn't deny it. He glanced at Chao Luo who had fallen into a deep sleep. He looked away and sighed, "Let's go out first."

Sitting on the soft bed, Chu Yan stared at the uncomfortably writhing figure on the ground, already guessing in his heart that Shen Yanting had bewitched her with the beauty.

Si Jin had just been put on by the maid, and she struggled to make it untidy, revealing a large white shoulder covered with ambiguous red marks.

"Where is Shen Yanting?" Chu Yan's face was as cold as ice, and his tone seemed to contain a layer of ice.

Sijin didn't seem to hear it, and caressed her body with her hands indiscriminately, wanting to quickly get the comfort of lowering her lust.

Chu Yan suppressed the disgust in his heart, and said coldly: "If you want a man, then tell me."

He patiently repeated, "Shen Yanting, where are you now!"

Finally, a gleam appeared in the misty eyes of the brocade, and she murmured: "Master..."

"Yeah." Chu Yan said indifferently, "Is he in the capital?"

Sijin stopped what she was doing and said vaguely, "I don't know."

"He doesn't want me anymore, I don't know where he went."

As she spoke, she began to whimper and cry, her throat hoarse from the fire in her chest.

"I'm so uncomfortable, please, please help me!"

Seeing the red marks that were about to ooze blood from her nails on her neck and shoulders, Chongyang couldn't bear to look away, and asked Chu Yan tentatively, "Would you like to interrogate tomorrow?"

"Today, I will find someone to relieve her first."

Chu Yan didn't answer.

Now that the totem on Sijin's chest has not yet appeared, he is in such pain, how did Fu Shiyu in his previous life spend every late night tortured by lust without any flaws...

He didn't dare to think about it, now looking at the brocade-shaped corpses lying on the ground, it was more like densely packed needles piercing his internal organs.

After being silent for a long time, Chu Yan stood up from the bed, took out the pen in the pen holder, and said without raising his head, "Take it down."

Chongyang let out a breath, and seeing Si Jin's half-naked clothes on the ground, he couldn't help holding the breath again, picked up the coat thrown aside and wrapped it tightly around Si Jin's body, and easily carried him on his shoulders.

Sensing Sijin's hand caressing his back, Chongyang immediately growled like a cat whose hair was blown, "Be more honest!"

"Be careful I'll cut off your hand!"

"Damn it, I'll let you take it down!"

"..."

Even after going a long way, Chu Yan could still hear Chong Yang shouting cursing while holding back his anger.

The boy guarding the door closed the door again for him, and the study became quiet again.

Chu Yan dipped the ink that had been ground in the Chengni Inkstone, turned the tip of the pen, and began to draw carefully on the clean paper with the pen in his hand.

Although he is a martial artist, he is actually good at brush and ink. He never went to the border in his previous life, and he would draw one or two landscape pictures in his spare time.

The dark blue night sky outside the Ying window turned white, and there was an inaudible crowing of a rooster in the distance.Chu Yan put down his bold brush, and a portrait appeared vividly on the paper. The staggered shadows in the room portrayed sharp and cold edges and corners, and his eyes were as dark as the night. Go call Chongyang in.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by the butler's cautious inquiry.

"My lord, do you want someone to wait for you to freshen up?"

The imperial decree of canonization has not yet come down, so the people in the mansion have not changed their previous names, but Chu Yan doesn't care too much.

"What happened?" he asked.

It's only five o'clock now, and it's still too early for him to wash up.

Hearing his direct question, the steward said in a hurry: "There is a young master from outside the house who came to visit."

"Do you have a name?" Chu Yan asked.

He hadn't slept all night, his mind was a little dizzy, and he was about to drink the freshly brewed strong tea to wake up.

The butler replied through the door, "I just said he came from the barracks."

"My surname is Fu."

Chu Yan's hand holding the tea bowl shook, and the back of his hand turned red from the scalding tea.

The butler was waiting anxiously outside the door, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from inside, then the door was swung open, and Chu Yan stepped out from the threshold expressionlessly.

"Where?"

Hearing his cool voice ringing in his ears, the housekeeper was stunned, as if he was the first time seeing the prince so impetuous.

Inadvertently seeing Chu Yan's watery black eyes staring at him, the housekeeper woke up suddenly, and said with cold sweat, "Still waiting at the back door."

"En." Chu Yan stepped down the stone steps and walked out of the courtyard. When he remembered something, he turned back and told the butler, "Let East Chef prepare breakfast."

"I'll send it to the study later."

The butler immediately bowed and responded.

Chu Yan walked quickly to the back door of the palace. The guards guarding the door bowed their heads when they saw him coming.

His gaze crossed the foggy and dimly lit porch eaves, and was directly nailed to the figure standing not far away.

This person was wearing a white gauze hat, although his face was not clear, but Chu Yan's fiery eyes seemed to pass through the light gauze, raging on that vaguely jade face without any scruples.

Seeing people coming, Fu Shiyu also bowed and saluted, "Seeing the world"

Before the words fell, the wrist was firmly grasped.

"Go in and talk."

Just as Chu Yan was about to drag him in, he suddenly saw a thin gray figure standing behind Fu Shiyu.

Although she was wearing a veiled hat, she couldn't see her face clearly, but Chu Yan instantly guessed who she was.

Sensing the sharp knife-like eyes squinting towards him, Xiang Luo's heart tightened, and she glanced at him timidly. Seeing that the cold face was turning dark, she lowered her head in panic again, not daring to look again.

Chu Yan's eyes fell back to Fu Shiyu's face, and his tone was cold: "Why is she here?"

Faintly guessing something, he gradually tightened his grip on Fu Shiyu's fingers, and asked through gritted teeth, "You came for her?"

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