After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Fu Shiyu listened to his implicitly questioning tone, and was somewhat at a loss as to how to answer.

indeed.

Today is for entrusting Chaoluo.

The cold wind in the early morning made the sleeves of their clothes flutter, and the two of them stared at each other in silence. Fu Shiyu looked at Chu Yan with painful eyes, and for the first time in his life, he felt disgusted with himself.

It was me who started to use him, it was me who wanted to get rid of the relationship the most, and it was me who came to seek him now.

But... there is no other way.

Last night he sat by the couch with Chao Luo for the whole night, thinking about where to put Chao Luo, he absolutely can't stay in the palace, if he chooses a house alone in the capital, he still has important things to do , leaving Chao Luo alone in the house, he must not be relieved, after all, Shen Yanting's whereabouts have not been found yet.

As for Zhuang Yue, Fu Shiyu dismissed this idea from the beginning.

For him, this person was too evil and mysterious, and he couldn't define good or bad. If it fell into his hands, he would definitely not be able to sleep peacefully all night.

After contemplating for a whole night, in the end, the only candidate Fu Shiyu could rest assured of was the son of Guangling who was the most entangled and the one he didn't want to be entangled with the most.

"Yes." Fu Shiyu admitted lightly, "Today we did come here for Chao Luo."

"But I don't force it. If the prince doesn't want it, I'll just assume that I didn't come this morning."

This matter is a bit too difficult for others, and he is not sure that this person will help him.

Just as Fu Shiyu was about to withdraw his hand from Chu Yan's palm, he found that his arm seemed to be tightly locked by an iron hoop, unable to move the slightest bit.

"I promise you." Chu Yan stared at him with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled with gloom.

Fu Shiyu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I haven't said what I'm asking for..."

"Needless to say." Chu Yan slowly let go of his hand, as if reluctant to let go of his warmth, he squeezed twice intentionally or unintentionally, and then slowly fell back to his side.

Fu Shiyu couldn't help but feel a little complicated, and asked, "What conditions?"

Chu Yan watched the morning light suddenly appear in the sky, and began to slowly infiltrate the night covered by a cauldron. After a long time, his thin lips were lightly parted, clearly speaking calmly, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"Come with me for breakfast."

Fu Shiyu's pupils were slightly dilated, and he asked in surprise, "It's not yet dawn, what breakfast do you have?"

Chu Yan didn't seem to hear, turned his back first, and strode into the palace, regardless of whether the people behind him followed.

"Young master..." Zhao Luo looked at Fu Shiyu's straight back and said hesitantly, "I'm the one who caused you trouble."

"You don't have to force yourself. In fact, I said it last night, and I feel much better."

She mistakenly thought that Fu Shiyu's silence was because of embarrassment about her own affairs.

After she came out of the tomb, she had already caused the young master a lot of trouble, she was just a burden, how could she go so far as to ask the young master to do something for her.

Chao Luo felt a little regretful, and wanted to drag Fu Shiyu back to the palace, but Fu Shiyu patted him on the shoulder first.

It's very light, and there is a sense of comfort between the movements.

"none of your business."

Fu Shiyu smiled, his eyes full of comforting warmth.

"Just a little lost in thought." He said softly: "Go in, I just happen to be a little hungry."

Chao Luo still had doubts in his heart, worried that Fu Shiyu would do something against his heart for himself.

She raised her head to observe Fu Shiyu's expression carefully, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, she was slowly relieved.

As soon as the two of them entered the mansion, the housekeeper came forward and asked someone to take Chao Luo to the yard where they had been tidied up, on the pretext of washing and changing clothes.

Originally, Chao Luo was very reluctant, but Fu Shiyu didn't know what he had said to her, and in the end, Chao Luo followed the maids and left without turning his head.

The housekeeper led Fu Shiyu to the study room, but he didn't go in anymore, and said cautiously, "Young master, please come in."

Fu Shiyu hummed, stopped outside the study and took a deep breath of the cold air before pushing the door and stepping over the threshold.

Chu Yan sat on the stool, and on the round table in front of him were several dishes of exquisite color and luster, and two bowls of boiled meat porridge were placed on both sides.

"..."

Fu Shiyu frowned slightly, he had thought about both the good and the bad, but he really didn't expect that this person really wanted to have breakfast with him.

"Sit." Chu Yan said coldly.

Fu Shiyu suddenly woke up, realizing that he seemed to be absent-minded frequently today, and suddenly felt a little annoyed in his heart.

Suppressing mixed emotions, he sat opposite Chu Yan with a calm expression.

The study was very quiet, as if even the air had frozen, only the tinkling sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding with porcelain bowls could be heard.

Fu Shiyu is not in the mood to eat now, but he only asked Chu Yan to help him not long ago, if he didn't even have breakfast, it would be too much.

He randomly took the nearest snack, put it in his mouth and took a bite.The disgusting sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue in an instant, and Fu Shiyu's face changed slightly. He hadn't eaten sweets for a long time. Now that the Beauty Gu is dead, there is no need to use sweets to hide the smell of blood in his mouth, so Fu Shiyu Now I won't force myself to touch these things.

Unexpectedly, after eating it once by chance, he would feel a churn in his stomach and feel uncomfortable.Before Chu Yan noticed anything strange, Fu Shiyu was just about to throw the remaining half into his mouth and swallow it together.

The person who has been eating seriously seems to have eyes on the top of his head, and he said without raising his head: "If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

Hearing this, Fu Shiyu's throat choked up, feeling that the half-chewed snack in his mouth was even more difficult to swallow.

Chu Yan put down his jade chopsticks, and suddenly said for no reason: "You don't like sweets, I haven't forgotten."

"It's just that I forgot to tell my servants that I was in a hurry just now."

Fu Shiyu managed to swallow the mouthful, and when he heard this, he suddenly seemed to be choking on saliva, and covered his mouth and coughed a few times in discomfort.

Now... is this person explaining to himself?

As if to confirm his guess, Chu Yan continued: "If you don't like it, I will never forget it."

"It's just that you didn't give me a chance in your previous life. Let me find out what you don't like."

After finishing speaking, before Fu Shiyu could speak, Chu Yan's expression began to look unnatural.

After living for so many years, he had never said such a thing, and he felt a little regretful when he said it.

He deliberately changed the subject, "What happened to Chao Luo in the palace?"

Fu Shiyu, who was originally in a mess, couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he skipped this topic on his own initiative, and hurriedly said, "It's just that I'm not used to staying in the palace."

"Nightmare often."

Chu Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Empress Nanyao was burned to death."

Fu Shiyu understood what he meant and said, "I already know."

"Before Empress Nanyao gave birth to the crown prince, she also had a daughter, but she was mentally ill and suffering from dementia."

This was the first time Chu Yan had heard of such a secret, and he was slightly surprised: "Really?"

"Yes." Fu Shiyu responded, "The Holy One said it himself."

Hearing the mention of Emperor Sui Qing, Chu Yan subconsciously wanted to ask how his situation was, but this matter had already involved his and Fu Shiyu's position, and it might break the rare peace between the two of them.

Chu Yan bypassed the sensitive topic related to the throne, and asked about the matter of the previous court, "So you are suspecting that Chao Luo is sister Shen Yanting?"

Fu Shiyu was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "This is my initial suspicion."

He raised his eyes to meet Chu Yan's gaze, and said solemnly: "But Shen Yanting is not the prince."

"Or he has nothing to do with the royal family of the previous dynasty at all."

Chu Yan stared blankly, pouted the corner of his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just waited silently for Fu Shiyu's words.

"Now that I'm talking about this, I actually have something I want to ask the crown prince." Fu Shiyu said in a deep voice.

Chu Yan straightened his expression, "Say."

Fu Shiyu asked: "Has King Guangling met Shen Yanting before?"

Chu Yan frowned, "Why do you ask that?"

"I mentioned Shen Yanting's name once before the Holy Spirit, and when he heard about it, he was terrified, and in the end he even passed out due to the surge of energy and blood."

This is the point that has always puzzled Fu Shiyu. Seeing that Chu Yan did not speak, he continued to say, "I will not hide it from you, Your Majesty."

"Actually, there is another matter. The Holy Majesty may have some old feelings with the Queen Nanyao back then. And I heard that on the night that Empress Nanyao died in the fire, the Holy Majesty saw the deposed Empress come out of the palace with his own eyes."

"Over the years, he has always suspected that it was arson after the waste."

It was the first time he heard Fu Shiyu discussing a matter calmly, and Chu Yan also calmed down, and began to go through the old news that he didn't know much about.

"Do you believe it?" Chu Yan asked back.

Fu Shiyu shook his head, "I don't believe it."

"The Empress Dowager has a very close relationship with Empress Nanyao, how could she set fire for no reason?"

Chu Yan didn't follow his words, but mentioned an old event that he had forgotten a long time ago, "It is true that the emperor had a woman he liked, and she married into the palace."

"Occasionally, when my father was drunk, he slipped up and said that the emperor's uprising was not all because of the incompetence of the previous emperor, but actually wanted to rescue this woman from the palace."

Fu Shiyu nodded, "So, this woman is Queen Nanyao."

"But there are not many records about her in the history books. It is only said that she is the saint of Guerzhai. She is a virtuous and virtuous queen who loves her people and is a good queen."

"Yes." Chu Yan said indifferently: "But you can only believe half of the history books."

"Your Majesty, are you saying that the records are false?" Fu Shiyu asked.

"No." Chu Yan said meaningfully: "The records are only in front of you, and you don't know the truth behind it."

Fu Shiyu nodded with a dazed expression.

That's right.

Empress Nanyao must have hidden some secrets.

And if Chao Luo is really the princess from the previous dynasty, let alone the dementia, their memories are also very wrong, and they don't even match up at all. If outsiders come to see them, they will definitely not be connected together.

But Fu Shiyu knew that there was a person who could perfectly tamper with memories without even leaving any traces.

Thinking of Zhuang Yue's avoidance of the previous affairs, does that also mean that he participated in part of it.

With a lot of mental troubles, Fu Shiyu turned his head and saw that it was getting late, so he got up from the round stool, "My lord, I will leave Chaoluo to you."

Any later, I'm afraid people in the palace will find out...

Chu Yan silently stared at his estranged eyes, and asked endlessly: "You are not afraid, I will threaten you with Zhao Luo."

Fu Shiyu paused when he got up, and then smiled with his lips curled up. There was an inexplicable certainty in his words, "You won't."

Hearing his affirmation, Chu Yan couldn't help sneering, "Then you underestimate me too much."

"If she can threaten you, I will."

"..." Fu Shiyu was speechless for a moment, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he sighed, "Then I hope you won't."

Chu Yan's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his face looked cloudy and uncertain, making it hard to see what was going on in his heart at the moment.

Before Fu Shiyu came to the palace, he knew that he would not be able to, and even if he would, he had a way to make him not.

Some people only eat soft food but not hard food, while some people are born to be soft.

In order to achieve his goal, Fu Shiyu would occasionally let go of his figure, and Chu Yan knew that there was something wrong with it, but he chose to do it.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't speak for a long time, Fu Shiyu turned around and went out.At this time, he inadvertently shook the portrait on the table that had been dried up, his eyes were startled, then his brows were furrowed, and he said with something in his words: "My lord, I advise you not to do unnecessary things."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, looked where his gaze was, and immediately realized it.

... just forgot to put away the portrait.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't speak, Fu Shiyu frowned even deeper, "Since the military power shakes hands, the prince is now either a favorite in the eyes of others, or a thorn in his side who wants to be uprooted. It's better not to make a big commotion in the capital recently."

Chu Yan, who was in a gloomy mood this morning, felt like a blue sky that had been blown away by dark clouds when he heard this, and his cold eyes softened unconsciously.

"You care about me?"

These four words seemed to beat twice on the apex of Fu Shiyu's heart, his eyes flashed in a daze, and then he returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

"I just hope that this safe haven in Chaoluo will last for a few more days."

Chu Yan looked at him with a half-smile and didn't speak.

Under such gazes, Fu Shiyu was inexplicably ashamed.Turning around and wanting to leave, Chu Yan had already walked behind him at some point, put his arm around his waist, and brought him back into his arms easily.

"There won't be a lot of fanfare, I know that." He lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Shen Yanting must be found, and he must die."

After finishing speaking, Chu Yan seemed unwilling to talk more about this topic. He held his thick palm on Fu Shiyu's side waist. The scalding temperature seemed to be able to scald the skin inside through the material of the clothes. He said in a slightly low voice: "Since Here, I will look for you again tonight."

Fu Shiyu wanted to get rid of the man's messy hand on his waist. When he heard this, he was about to ask what he meant, when Chu Yan suddenly moved behind his ear, "Say it."

"If you don't hurry up and finish speaking ten thousand times, it will be a lifetime thing."

"..." Fu Shiyu, who was under the control of others, finally gave up struggling, and asked hopelessly, "How much did you say last night?"

"One more time."

"let go"

"Huh?" Chu Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and kissed Fu Shiyu's reddened eartips with a hint of threat, "Hurry up."

Fu Shiyu still endured in the end, did not swear out that 'vulgar language', and mumbled it in his mouth quickly and vaguely.

"Until you hear clearly."

"..." Fu Shiyu sighed silently.

If he knew that this joke would be taken seriously by this person, even if he tore his own mouth to pieces, he would not have slipped out of it.

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