After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

It was still daylight, Xiaochunzi remembered Fu Shiyu's instructions, got up from the bed, dressed and went out.

Holding the lantern, he walked along the trail that Fu Shiyu had mentioned. He didn't see any guards on duty on the road, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Xiao Chunzi rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, and muttered to herself, "Did Miss Chuntao say something wrong..."

"Your Highness, don't be like this..."

After hearing the rockery not far away, a woman's call suddenly sounded.

The surroundings are dark and dark, eerie and treacherous.

Xiaochunzi shrank his shoulders in fright, his face turned pale, thinking that he had bumped into some lonely ghost.

"Hehe..." There were a few low-pitched chuckles from the man in the darkness, "Still angry?"

"My mother and concubine were here last night, so I didn't come to see you before dawn."

The woman said coquettishly: "My servant sees that His Highness is lying in the village of beauties, so I won't be able to return."

"How could it be?" The man said with a smirk, "Who can seduce someone like you, a little goblin?"

"Okay, don't waste time, has my good-for-nothing brother made any progress recently?"

The distraught Xiao Chunzi finally heard something was wrong, isn't this the voice of His Highness the Sixth Highness?

The other person is...

He stepped lightly, extinguished the lantern in his hand, and walked carefully behind the rockery, and the two people hiding in the dark slowly came into view.

The woman gently thumped the chest of the man opposite, "I don't see that His Highness has cared about slaves, but he knows that he cares about the prince."

Although the light was dim, Xiao Chunzi could still recognize this person through the blurred outline... It was Mu Yunchu who couldn't find anyone these days.

Feng Yetang held her weak fist and pecked her a few times, "Why do you think I care?"

He kissed Mu Yunchu's side face, and teased, "Is this enough?"

Mu Yunchu blushed all over, pushed Feng Yetang away, turned his back to him and feigned anger: "From now on, slaves won't come."

"Okay, okay." Feng Yetang put his arms around her slender waist from behind, "It's all my fault."

"There is still some time before dawn, I will make up for you now."

"Your Highness is bad... don't..."

Hearing giggles from the rockery, followed by a burst of panting and moaning that made people blush.

Xiao Chunzi, who had witnessed everything, couldn't tell whether it was anger or fear in his heart. He was just about to go back and tell Feng Changxing, but he accidentally stepped on a dry leaf on the ground and made a slight sound under his feet.

The two people who were fighting fiercely in the rockery stopped suddenly and hurriedly straightened their messy clothes. Feng Yetang came out and said coldly, "Who's there?"

Xiaochunzi's heart trembled, and he squatted in the weeds anxiously. The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. He subconsciously held his breath, his face pale with fright.

The sound of footsteps outside seemed to have stopped. He was about to go out to have a look when he was suddenly pulled back by a force. Before he could shout, his mouth was covered.

"It's me." A deep voice rang in his ear, and the hand covering his mouth was slowly released.

Xiao Chunzi's eyes were startled, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Changxing standing behind him with a sullen face, his eyes were dark and difficult to understand.

After wandering around, but seeing no one, Feng Yetang thought to himself that it might be a wild bird or a wild cat, heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and walked back to the rockery.

Mu Yunchu had already arranged the clothes on his body, and seeing that it was getting late, he reluctantly said: "Your Highness, the servants are going back first."

Feng Yetang took her into his arms, "So fast."

"The prince should be waking up soon." Mu Yunchu said with some complaints.

"Will your Highness come to see me tonight?"

Feng Yetang sighed helplessly, "I won't come, I'm leaving the palace tonight."

"Really?" Mu Yunchu muttered, his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Look at this sad little face." Feng Yetang caressed her side face, and said in an ambiguous tone: "So you want me to come?"

After finishing speaking, he lightly bit Mu Yunchu's small earballs, his voice was hoarse and low, "Then come and find me in the palace tomorrow night."

Mu Yunchu's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly, "Your Highness, are you serious?"

Isn't this one step closer to being your own master!

"Yes." Feng Yetang said, "I'll send someone to wait for you at the back door."

Mu Yun was overjoyed at the beginning, tiptoed to kiss the corner of his mouth, and shyly said under Feng Yetang's hot gaze: "Then see you tomorrow night, Your Highness."

Seeing her hurried away with small steps, Feng Yetang hummed a few tunes in a good mood.

He secretly thought that Feng Changxing's woman was nothing more than that, and she succeeded with a few sweet words.

After the two left, Xiao Chunzi couldn't hold back any longer, stood up abruptly from the ground, and said with reddened eyes, "Your Highness, you are so kind to Mu Yunchu, I didn't expect her to be so..."

He was thin-skinned and young, so he couldn't utter obscenities several times, and finally forced out a few words.

"shameless!"

Feng Changxing's expression was calm, and he said lightly, "Go back."

"His Highness intends to just let Mu Yunchu go like this?!" Xiao Chunzi stared at his back with an indignant expression on his face.

"... "

Feng Changxing paused.

In the twilight of the morning, Wan Lai came to life, his eyes were full of inscrutable, and after a long while, he sighed: "Of course I can't stay."

Unitary time

Twilight is getting darker, the sunset is melting gold, and the flower street and Liu Lane, which is just lit up with lights, start to be noisy.

Yingchunyuan is the largest brothel in the capital, and dignitaries often come in and out, and the laughter of prostitutes and guests in the building is endless.

In the wing room on the second floor, Feng Yetang was sitting on the carpet, surrounded by two beautiful beauties, eating a grape and drinking fine wine from time to time, looking very happy.

Seeing that the person sitting across from him remained motionless, he joked, "What? This is the first time my cousin has come to this kind of place."

The sweet and greasy fragrance of powder lingered on the tip of his nose, Chu Yan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Your Highness, come to this place to talk about things?"

"Isn't it hard to go out of the palace, and talk about things while looking at the beauties, wouldn't it be beautiful." Feng Yetang smiled and said, without any shame, his eyes were full of obscenity, "Don't call me either Your Highness, we don't have to be so estranged."

Chu Yan turned a deaf ear, picked up the jug on the low table, and slowly poured a glass of wine.

Although he knew in his previous life that this person was greedy for beauty, absurd and incompetent, but as he got to know him longer these days, Chu Yan realized that this person was just an empty bag.

But the more trash the better.

Thinking of how the throne that Fu Shiyu and Feng Changxing had worked so hard to obtain was finally destroyed in the hands of such a person, he suddenly began to look forward to their future reactions.

"Cousin?" Seeing that Chu Yan didn't speak, Feng Yetang thought he was angry, and called out tentatively.

Chu Yan came back to his senses, and said indifferently, "What are you looking for?"

Today the housekeeper said that someone had sent a letter, and when he opened it, it turned out that Feng Yetang entrusted someone to forward it. Seeing that he had something to discuss, he thought it would be something important, but when he arrived, he found out that it was a place to ask questions.

Feng Yetang finally remembered the business and sat up a little bit, "Isn't the father's birthday next month? I don't know what birthday gift to give, so I thought of asking you."

In fact, he had already prepared the birthday gift, but his mother and concubine insisted on asking Chu Yan for his opinion.But he happened to be happy that he could go out of the palace for a play, so he readily agreed.

Speaking of Emperor Sui Qing's birthday, Chu Yan thought that his father and king would be coming back soon, so it seemed that the matter of Mrs. Wang should also be brought up.

"What is your Highness planning to give?"

Feng Yetang was waiting for him to ask such a question, and said happily, "Last month, I spent a lot of money to beg for Mr. Qiushan's calligraphy and painting. This birthday gift is not bad!"

Mr. Akiyama is a well-known calligrapher and painter. He is old-fashioned and arrogant, and it is often hard to find a painting.

After Feng Yetang was presented in the previous life, Emperor Sui Qing was indeed relieved, but...

In the end, it was no match for Feng Changxing's ordinary portrait of Avalokitesvara at the finale.

Emperor Sui Qing's eyes were ecstatic at that time, and it was the first time that he praised the unfavored prince in front of everyone.

Looking back, Fu Shiyu had been missing for almost half a month at that time, and he must have gone looking for this Guanyin statue.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't speak, Feng Yetang thought he had acquiesced, and his face became even more proud, chattering endlessly: "I heard from my father's personal manager that my father has recently become obsessed with Mr. Qiushan's calligraphy and painting, so I immediately sent someone to ask for it." , but Mr. Akiyama often refuses customers, and it took more than a month to finally buy it. This time I will definitely shine at the birthday banquet!"

Chu Yan put away his thoughts and said indifferently: "Have you ever heard that Your Majesty has found a statue of Guanyin?"

"A statue of Guanyin?" Feng Yetang looked blankly and shook his head, "It doesn't seem like there is one."

"Why did you suddenly mention the Guanyin statue?"

"It's nothing." Chu Yan drank a glass of wine and pondered silently.

He also saw that Avalokitesvara statue back then, and it was not outstanding compared with the market, let alone compared with Mr. Akiyama's "Chang'an Night Banquet", the first of the four famous paintings.

"If my cousin wants it, I'll send someone to ask my father?" Feng Yetang asked with concern.

"Need not."

Chu Yan thought to himself that this move might scare the snake, so it's better to inquire about it behind the scenes.

"By the way, how did you think of letting my third brother take the blame last time?" Feng Yetang asked curiously.

Chu Yan's expression was calm, and he said inexplicably, "Of course he is willing."

This statement is mixed with truth and falsehood. He doesn't know whether Feng Hanxiao is willing or not, but if Feng Yetang asks him to take the blame, given the current situation, he naturally dare not refuse openly. As for why he is willing Take the blame...

After Feng Changxing fell into the water, Chu Yan finished looking for Feng Yetang, and then sent someone to send Feng Hanxiao a letter, which fully disclosed the fact that Fu Shiyu entered the palace disguised as a court lady.

So when he saw Fu Shiyu next to the prince, Feng Hanxiao thought that he had already told the prince all about the placement of eyeliner, and worried that if he tried again, Feng Changxing would definitely die.

Although the crime of pushing the prince is more serious, at least there is no evidence, not to mention Feng Yetang's superfluous defense at the end. Emperor Sui Qing knew the cause and effect of this matter instantly, so although Feng Han and Xiao Ming were punished In fact, it made Emperor Sui Qing feel a little more guilty towards him.

Of course, Chu Yan didn't know what was going on behind Feng Yetang, otherwise he might be so angry that he couldn't eat for several days.

"It's a pity that I didn't find out where the maid is!" Feng Yetang was furious when he thought of the maid who complained.

It was because of this that the father and the concubine did not go to the concubine's place for a few days, and for the first time he got angry at the concubine, accusing him of being a loving mother and a loser.

His eyes were gloomy, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you let me know where he is! I will definitely chop that maid into pieces!"

"... "

Chu Yan remained silent, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said slowly: "If Your Highness has nothing to do, I will go back first."

"So early?" Feng Yetang hurriedly asked to stay: "Let's stay longer."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the beauty next to him and asked, "Is there anyone here who can play some little tunes? Call me over here."

"Yes, yes..." The beauty hesitated and said, "We have a new luthier here recently. He has a melodious sound and superb skills. Many people are famous here."

Feng Yetang became interested, "Then why don't you quickly call me!"

"You can call me." The beauty showed embarrassment, and said with some embarrassment: "It's just... a man."

"A man?" Feng Yetang's face collapsed in an instant, and he said without interest: "Forget it."

"Where is the person?" Chu Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

Seeing that he was interested, Feng Yetang smiled evilly, and teased: "It turns out that my cousin has a habit of cutting off his sleeves, so that's why he can't get along with these beauties."

When Chu Yan heard his teasing, there was no abnormality on his face.Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, Feng Yetang thought that he was embarrassed and was ashamed to speak, so he told the beauty next to him: "I didn't hear my cousin said that he was looking for a luthier, why don't you go and call him here."

"Just so I can see how charming this man looks."

"Yes, sir."

The beauty heard the words, got up from the carpet, and hastily opened the door and went out.

After a while, the beauty came in with the luthier.

"Officer, people are here."

Feng Yetang looked up with great interest, and couldn't help being stunned.

The luthier was wearing a blue long-sleeved gown with a snow-like complexion. Although his facial features were not perfect, there was a sense of elegance in his eyebrows and eyes.Against the noisy and noisy scene outside, there is a kind of detached character of "coming out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic", just like a white-winged white crane standing alone in a flock of chickens.

Seeing this person again, Chu Yan inevitably had mixed feelings.Originally, I thought that I might be angry, sad, and cherished, but at this moment, my heart is more unexpectedly peaceful.

Xu Shi noticed the scrutinizing gaze from the other side, and the man raised his head, just in time to meet Chu Yan's complex and unspeakable eyes.