After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Fu Shiyu came to Nanny Li's yard avoiding the eyes and ears. After all, it was the backyard of the palace, and it was inconvenient for him to be a male outsider, so Fu Shiyu found a eunuch and asked him to report the sad news of her death to the female officer above Nanny Li.

At night, one wave of ups and downs rose again, Xiao Chunzi hurried to Fu Shiyu's courtyard and told him all the turmoil that happened in the paddock.

At the same time, he vaguely reminded Fu Shiyu that he just came to inform him, and hoped that he would stay in the courtyard and not act rashly.

But Fu Shiyu didn't seem to understand, and said ambiguously: "You go and report to His Highness, I will go there later."

Xiaochunzi was helpless, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he could only bow and salute, "I obey."

After seeing him leave, Fu Shiyu looked at Jin Lan who was sitting in the room, knocking walnuts to eat, and said calmly, "Go to Hanqing Palace these few days and help me see someone."

Jin Lan raised her eyelids and said lazily, "Your adulterer's sister?"

Fu Shiyu frowned, ignoring his eccentric address, and asked directly, "Will you go?"

"Go!" Jin Lan patted the crumbs on her hands and stood up from the stool, "But you have to promise me one condition."

"What condition?" Fu Shiyu asked.

"I'm going to see Chaoluo." Jin Lan pressed her sore neck and tilted her head from side to side, "I've been out of the palace for several days, and she hasn't replied to my letter."

Fu Shiyu remembered that Chu Yan said that Chao Luo was injured, and if this person knew about it, he might turn the palace upside down.

He thought about it, and was about to agree first, "Yes."

"But you won't be able to see her until this matter is dealt with."

Upon hearing this, Jin Lan's expression turned a little pale, and she said irritably, "How many more days will it take?"

Fu Shiyu shook his head silently.

He can't be sure now.

And I have to pray that the Zuo Xianwang is safe and sound, otherwise not only Chu Dongge, but also Chu Yan and Daqing behind her will be implicated.

Fu Shiyu didn't waste any more time, turned around and left the yard, and went to the Prince's Hall of Qinghe.

"Teacher." Seeing him coming in, Feng Changxing, who was reviewing the memorial, immediately stood up, walked around the imperial case, and strode out to greet him, "It's late at night, I didn't want to alarm you, but such a big thing happened, I want to I still want to tell you."

Fu Shiyu asked the maid when he came here, the seriously injured King Zuo Xian was not placed in the palace, but was sent back to the post house, and now the imperial physician has rushed over.

He said slowly: "Your Highness, I want to leave the palace."

Feng Changxing's face froze, and he deliberately pretended to be stupid: "Teacher, what are you doing out of the palace at such a late hour?"

"Xiao Chunzi said that you are not in good health these days, you should rest in the yard."

Fu Shiyu knew that this person was trying to fool himself, so he looked directly into Feng Changxing's eyes and said solemnly: "To tell the truth, Your Highness, I actually have some basic skills of Qi and Huang, so I also want to go to the post house to see, can I Do your best."

Feng Changxing smiled lightly, but his eyes were cold, "There is already a highly skilled imperial physician, so what is the imperial physician doing?"

Xu Shi felt that his tone was not good, he stepped forward to hold Fu Shiyu's hand, and said softly: "I know the Taifu is kind, but the injury of Zuo Xianwang is no small matter, so the Taifu should not go into this muddy water."

Fu Shiyu withdrew his hand with a distant expression, knelt down on the gold bricks, bowed his body and saluted: "Your Highness, please do it."

Feng Changxing's eyes moved slightly, and he asked in a gloomy tone: "The Taifu is planning to use this gesture to threaten me now?"

Fu Shiyu fell on the ground and couldn't get up, "I don't dare."

"..."

Feng Changxing said with a gloomy expression: "It's useless even if the master kneels all night, I will never let you go!"

Fu Shiyu raised his body and knelt upright, looking like a proud green pine on a cliff from a distance.

"If it doesn't work for one night, I'll kneel for two nights. If it doesn't work for two nights, I'll kneel for three nights. If it doesn't work for three nights, I'll kneel until His Highness lets me go."

Feng Changxing's hands hanging on both sides were clenched suddenly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand and swung all the memorials on the case to the ground as if going crazy.

Xiao Chunzi, who was guarding the gate of the palace, saw that something was wrong, and quickly pushed back the palace guards, and then he also retreated, closing the gate of the palace by the way.

Because of anger, Feng Changxing's eyes burst into bloodshot eyes, and his dark eyes fell motionless on Fu Shiyu's face. After a long time, he said in a cold tone: "You insist on going, is it for the sake of Daqing as a whole, or just because of this?" Prince Guangling is involved?"

Fu Shiyu's face was stunned. Although he had expected him to ask such a question, when Feng Changxing actually asked, his mind was still blank and he didn't know how to answer.

After a while, he replied truthfully: "Returning to Your Highness, I have selfish intentions, but more importantly, I want to save people."

"But this is not saving people." Feng Changxing smiled bitterly, and mockingly said: "This is to die."

"The imperial physicians I went to entered the Imperial Hospital only this year. They were driven to the shelves. Those who have been in the business for a few years, no one wants to bear the responsibility." He bent down, lifted Fu Shiyu's chin, and said with deep eyes: "It's good for the master, hurry up and take over this mess."

Fu Shiyu turned his face away, avoiding Feng Changxing's hand, and said lightly: "As long as the person does not die, he can still be saved."

Feng Changxing stared deeply at his face, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed out of nowhere, then straightened up, and said in a gentle voice, "Teacher, get up, I'll ask Xiao Chunzi to send you out of the palace."

Hearing his promise, Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time subconsciously let go of the last trace of defense in his body. Just as he stood up, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck, and the violent concussion of his brain caused his vision to blur in front of him.

Feng Changxing reached out and hugged the rapidly falling man into his arms. Facing Fu Shiyu's unbelievable expression, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Taifu, I can't let you go."

He pressed against Fu Shiyu's ear, his warm lips almost touching the side of Fu Shiyu's neck.

"Because King Zuoxian...you can't save him anymore."

Fu Shiyu's pupils dilated slightly, and his heart began to beat violently.

There is no way to save it, which means that King Zuo Xian is now...

"you……"

Just as Fu Shiyu was about to speak, the darkness drowned his vision and thoughts first. He closed his eyes weakly, and fell asleep in Feng Changxing's arms.

Chu Yan didn't go back to the palace, but in the middle of the night, he sneaked to the post where the Xiongnu was.

Although the fourth watch had already passed, the post house was still brightly lit, and the imperial physicians were busy in and out, but everyone's expression was not very good.

Ursa was furious inside, and her scolding voice could be heard from far away. The Huns envoys were all viciously guarding by the couch, their eyes like copper bells were firmly nailed to the backs of the imperial doctors.

Covering his face, Chu Yan hid on the eaves of the post house, and saw an imperial doctor come out of it with a faceless face, but there were two Huns behind him.

Seeing the imperial doctor enter the latrine, Chu Yan leaped behind the two Huns, and knocked them unconscious to the ground with sharp movements.

The imperial doctor heard the slight movement, and just as he came out, Chu Yan covered his mouth and dragged him into the firewood room next to him.

The imperial physician who thought his life was in danger, his pupils fluttered, and desperately tried to struggle out of Chu Yan's grasp. Out of the corner of his eye, the person behind took off his mask.

When he saw who it was, his face was dazed, and he just wanted to kneel down and salute.

Chu Yan stopped him, and said in a deep voice, "How is Zuo Xianwang?"

Hearing this, the imperial doctor sighed, and said with ashamed heart: "Go back to your lord, when we arrived, he had already passed away."

"It's just that the group of Huns guarded with swords, we dare not tell the truth."

Chu Yan had already guessed the result.

Feng Changxing made it clear that he wanted to govern the Chu family, so how could he do what he wished to make the Zuo Xianwang wake up and be safe and sound.

In order to let the flames burn on his head, he dared to make a fuss about the truce between the two countries. Chu Yan didn't know whether to say that he was too courageous or too narrow-minded.

Chu Yan looked at the trembling imperial physician in front of him, and asked, "How did you die?"

"He probably died from a severe blow with a sharp weapon. The back of the brain was injured so badly that the blood couldn't stop." The imperial physician sighed, "The Wang imperial physician in the paddock said that this Zuo Xianwang has more air intake and less air output, so it should be a murderer. Dorje is missing."

And the crown prince obviously knew about Wang imperial physician's report, and the reason why he called these imperial physicians here was just to give the illusion that he had done his best. The biggest suspect, Chu Dongge, couldn't be rescued because these imperial doctors were too stupid.

Chu Yan put on the mask again, and said indifferently, "Since you know you are dead, don't go back."

The imperial doctor looked very young, and there was still light in the depths of his eyes. He was startled when he heard this, and asked subconsciously, "What about the other imperial doctors in the posthouse?"

After asking, he felt that these words were unnecessary. Seeing that Chu Yan was about to leave, the imperial doctor thought of something, and quickly said: "By the way, Wang Ye, King Zuo Xian should have been drugged with perspiration before he was alive."

"Also, except for the wounds on the back of the head and eyes, there are no scars on other parts of his body."

Chu Yan hummed and understood what he meant.

He will find out the cause of Zuo Xianwang's death, but the important thing now is how to get Chu Dongge cleared of the suspicion.

Seeing that the imperial physician finished tidying up his clothes and planned to go back, he frowned. He planned to turn a blind eye, turned and left, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but turned around and asked, "Since you know you're dead, why did you go back?"

The young imperial physician smiled wryly, and said helplessly: "If I don't come back, the group of Huns will definitely notice something strange, and the imperial physician who is still waiting inside will definitely not survive."

"If it can be delayed for a while, maybe the people from the court will come when the sun rises."

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Chu Yan's eyes, and he flew up to the eaves with his back turned, his faint voice was blown into the imperial doctor's ears by the wind.

"They won't come."

Since I sent you to die, how could I take you back.

As soon as Chu Yan left the posthouse, he saw a familiar figure appearing in the distance, and he immediately flew to follow, the two of them one after the other, until they left the capital, they stopped at the foot of a mountain outside the city .

Feng Hanxiao took off the bull-head mask covering his face, with a rare and serious expression, "I have a plan here to keep the prince's family safe."

"Why help me?" Chu Yan asked doubtfully.

Feng Hanxiao chuckled lightly, and his tone was unpredictable.

"Repay the favor."

next day

Seeing that Zuo Xianwang still had no signs of waking up, the Xiongnu, who had been guarding all night, faintly sensed that something was wrong, Wu Ersha pulled out the saber from the waist of the Huns beside him, laid it on the neck of the nearest imperial physician, and asked forcefully, "Say! What happened to my big brother!"

The imperial physician, whose life was hanging by a thread, constricted his pupils and trembled with fright. He looked around at the expressions of the imperial physician, hesitated for a moment, and stammered, "Princess Hui, King Zuo Xian has already..."

Before the words were finished, a feathered arrow passed through the lighted window lattice, brushed against Ursa's shoulder, and was directly nailed to the bed.

Then the closed windows and doors were pushed open, and dozens of mysterious people dressed in black and covered their faces poured in like a bamboo shoot.

They didn't open their mouths, they just held their swords and attacked the Huns head-on. The Huns reacted a step later, and panickedly took out their weapons to greet them in a thrilling manner.

The imperial physician who was supported last night avoided the shadow of swords and swords, raised his head tremblingly, and looked at the tall and straight figure standing by the window, watching the battle with cold eyes.

He happened to meet a pair of calm black eyes that glanced up, and after pondering for a moment, the imperial doctor seemed to understand something in his heart, and suddenly roared ferociously: "Let's go!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Hearing these words, the panic-stricken imperial physicians all seemed to have a backbone, carefully dodged the connecting blades, and fled out the door with their heads in their arms.