After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

"My lord..."

Chongyang went to the palace this morning and heard some rumors, he felt something was wrong, and chased after him, when he saw the motionless figure standing in the snow, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you go back first?" He suggested cautiously, "Waiting here is not an option."

"Mr. Fu may have just gone out to relax for a while, or he may have returned to the palace."

Chu Yan remained silent and looked at the distant sky without any reaction, like a puppet who had lost his soul.

Thick snow and ice had accumulated on the shoulders on both sides, and the loose black long hair was blown messily by the wind, sticking wetly to the side of the face, a layer of hoarfrost hung on the sword eyebrows and eyelashes, and the thin lips were also blue from the cold .

Chongyang looked up at the sky, it was almost evening.

"You've been waiting for almost a day." Looking at Chu Yan's back, he persuaded, "Don't wait, or your body will collapse before Mr. Fu is found."

Chu Yan's eyes were hollow, his voice was rough and hoarse like a broken wind.

"He will come."

Hearing this, Chongyang was a little bit heartbroken. If Mr. Fu left with that white-haired man, I'm afraid he really won't come back in the future.

What he said just now was just to comfort Chu Yan.

"Since he will come, wouldn't it be the same to go back and wait?" Chongyang said: "Anyway, if Mr. Fu wants to go back, he will go back to the palace, and it is impossible to go to other places."

Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly, his expression gradually became dazed, and he said, "It's different."

"This is what I owe him."

Chongyang looked puzzled, and asked in confusion: "What is there between you and Mr. Fu?"

"..."

Chu Yan's eyes darkened again, and he began to fall into the silence that left others at a loss.

Chongyang glanced at him, saw that he had no intention of going back home, so he thought about getting a few thicker coats first, otherwise he would really freeze to death in the snow if he waited a little longer.

Chu Yan didn't seem to know that Chongyang had already left. After being blown by the wind for a long time, his vision began to blur, and his body was frozen stiff, as if he had lost consciousness.

He knew that his actions were too stupid, and if he had the time to wait, he might as well send troops to look for Fu Shiyu's trace.

But Chu Yan couldn't calm down at all in his mind. He tried all feasible methods, but he rejected them all in the end. The only thing left was the most stupid and useless way.

But Chu Yan can only gamble now.

Bet that he won't be so cold and heartless, bet that he doesn't have no thoughts about himself, bet that he will have a little reluctance, hesitation, and sadness in his heart, although it is insignificant, but it is enough.

Although this method is too risky, if he wins the bet, Fu Shiyu will never have the intention of leaving him again.

So he had to try.

It doesn't matter if you lose, at least you can make that person remember you for the rest of your life.

Chu Yan waited for another half an hour, his mind was buzzing, his body was already sending out signals to the limit, if he waited any longer, he would definitely become a disabled person who was plagued by chronic illness.

Another gust of wind hit him head-on, and he couldn't help shaking a few times, almost falling into the snow in embarrassment, but relying on the last bit of obsession and will in his mind, he supported his legs and started again. stand up.

Can't fall.

He knew that if he fell down, he might never be able to lift up again.

Realizing that he couldn't hold on for long, Chu Yan felt a strong sense of unwillingness. He clenched his fists, his dark eyes suppressed bloodthirsty and despair.

"Fu Shiyu..."

Did he really lose the bet?

"Why did you call me?"

The warm and clear voice seemed very ethereal in this snow field, and Chu Yan almost had auditory hallucinations.

He raised his head stiffly, and when he saw the cyan figure standing opposite him, the calmness he had pretended on his face instantly collapsed, turning into a stupefied one who couldn't tell whether it was joy or shock.

"You..." Chu Yan's lips trembled, and he stretched out his numb right hand, wanting to touch Fu Shiyu's figure.

He was so frightened that even his fingertips trembled, afraid that what he touched was just a beautiful and cruel phantom.

"Who made you wait here!"

Fu Shiyu took the initiative to grab his hand, which was testing the depths. When he found that the body temperature on this person's hand was frighteningly cold, he frowned suddenly, and said sternly: "You don't want to die?"

"Why are you standing there stupidly, why don't you go back to the palace!"

"It's winter, wearing so little, how does it look good?!"

"If you're disabled, I won't take care of you!"

"..."

Seeing this person start to get angry, that face that couldn't be confirmed was finally alive in Chu Yan's eyes.

Fu Shiyu, who was chattering and cursing, felt the moisture in the corners of Chu Yan's eyes suddenly, his heart was startled, his mouth was slightly opened, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Just now, he caught a glimpse of a suspected fragile expression on this man's stinky face that seemed to owe him millions of taels.

Fu Shiyu was a little at a loss.

In two lifetimes, this was the first time Chu Yan showed such soft emotions in front of him.

"Fu Shiyu..." Chu Yan shouted hoarsely.

"Yeah." Fu Shiyu felt as if he had knocked over the seasoning plate, feeling everything.

Chu Yan pulled up the corner of his frozen mouth, and a faint smugness gradually rose in his eyes.

"The bet won."

Fu Shiyu looked confused, "What bet did you win?"

Chu Yan didn't speak, and suddenly reached out and pulled the person standing in front of him into his arms, buried his face in his neck, and crazily breathed the familiar aura of Fu Shiyu, all the panic in his heart slowly returned to calm.

Fu Shiyu frowned, and there was a sudden sharp pain on his neck, his facial features were distorted by the pain, just when he wanted to scold, his open lips were blocked fiercely.

The kiss was caught off guard, and Fu Shiyu was a little unresponsive, but Chu Yan's cathartic attack quickly took away all his thoughts.

Fu Shiyu grabbed Chu Yan's lapel, he couldn't take it anymore, just took a breath of fresh air, he immediately stopped, "Don't..."

But Chu Yan, who was red-eyed by all the anger, could not hear Fu Shiyu's voice, and once again plundered the city that Fu Shiyu was talking about.

Fu Shiyu was a little scared, this kiss was so fierce that he wanted to tear himself apart, and he even felt the killing intent in this person's heart that wanted to die with him.

He desperately pushed Chu Yan's chilling chest, trying to push him away, but the bastard got the strength from nowhere, it was like a heavy mountain, and he couldn't move a bit no matter how he pushed.

Just when Fu Shiyu thought he would suffocate to death, the person who was raging on his lips fell down first.

Chu Yan fell down in the snow with a bloodless face. Although he was unconscious, his palm tightly held Fu Shiyu's wrist.

Fu Shiyu struggled, like iron cuffs, and even showed signs of exerting more force.

If he hadn't bent over and touched the man's forehead, which was obviously abnormally hot, Fu Shiyu might have thought that this man was pretending on purpose.

Suddenly there was an embarrassing cough from behind, "cough cough cough..."

Fu Shiyu turned his head and saw Chongyang holding two thick fur cloaks and standing in the snow with an embarrassed expression on his face.

He had been here for a while, and happened to bump into the scene of Chu Yan grabbing Fu Shiyu and gnawing on him. He didn't leave or stay for a while, so he could only hide in the dark and wait.

Seeing Chu Yan fainted, Chongyang came out.

There was no shame on Fu Shiyu's face, he raised his hand to wipe the blood on his lower lip, and said lightly, "It's a good thing you're here."

"Help me move him back."

Chongyang nodded quickly, stepped forward and put the woolen cloak on Chu Yan, and then carried him on his back, but because Chu Yan was so burned that he refused to let go of Fu Shiyu's hand, so the three of them could only hold on. With a weird posture, he walked towards the Wangfu.

Fortunately, it was already late at this moment, and there were no people on the street, otherwise I am afraid that I would receive many strange looks tonight.

After returning that day, Chu Yan became seriously ill and had a fever for three days and three nights. It was not until the night of the fourth day that the fever finally faded.

Fu Shiyu dumped Chu Yan's face for several days because of this, but Chu Yan was quite upset because of Fu Shiyu's private departure, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only follow the bad face.

They had a cold war, and it made the servants of the palace suffer. The air pressure in the palace of the heavenly king was as low as a cloud over their heads. Everyone felt uneasy in their hearts, for fear that the anger of those two would spread to themselves.

Fortunately, there is always someone who wants to give in in the end. Chu Yan sneaked into Fu Shiyu's bed in the middle of the night one day. With a bruised right eye, the two finally reconciled.

……

After reconciliation, the two set off for Nanyang.

Nanyang has a fertile terrain and is surrounded by water on all sides. It is known as the "Land of Fish and Rice", and many well-known merchants came out of it.Fu Shiyu has heard about it for a long time, and has always wanted to witness the beautiful scenery of Nanyang. This time, he has fulfilled his unfulfilled wish in his previous life.

Chu Yan accompanied him to play in Nanyang for a few days, and only then did he remember the business of bringing Chu Dongge and Aunt Qiu back home.

Hearing the news of Chao Luo's death on the way, Chu Dongge cried until he died. After returning home, he locked himself in the house and kept the door behind him, obviously unable to accept Chao Luo's sudden departure.

Aunt Qiu also felt very sad about this, she wept secretly all day long, lamenting the pain of losing her life, and she didn't have a good few days in her life.

But Fu Shiyu, who was supposed to be the saddest, was unexpectedly calm, and seemed to let go, but Chu Yan understood that this person was just hiding his grief.

After all, the eyes are not the only ones that weep, and not everyone can see the tears.

Three years later

Emperor Zongsheng got married, and the position of the main palace, which had been vacant for three years, finally had a master.

It's just that this queen's appearance is not outstanding, she can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu at best, and her figure is not slender enough, and even looks a little round. The only outstanding thing is that standing behind her is the regent who has great power.

The ministers in the court privately said that the regent was ambitious and forced his majesty to marry his younger sister.

Because the leader of the Xiongnu had been suffering from cholera in the border area after learning of the death of his sons and daughters. Thanks to the regent who took command in person and repeatedly led troops to suppress it, Daqing was able to maintain the superficial calm.

This big wedding was subject to many suspicions, and everyone was not optimistic about it. They secretly thought that in a few years, either the regent king would succeed in usurping the throne, or the regent king would fail to usurp the throne, and the queen would also become a poor victim.

Some were joking, some were gloating, and some were moved with compassion. Everyone had no hope for this political marriage.

But they waited and waited and waited and waited.

When the regent surrendered his military power and withdrew from the court, when the queen who looked weak and bullying gave birth to a son and a daughter, and when Emperor Zong Sheng dispelled the harem against all opinions, they gradually realized...

Damn, this pair of CPs who were destined to be BE finally ended up HE.

Emperor Zongsheng was wise all his life, self-restraining and serving the public. Since he dismissed the harem, he has never conferred concubines. There is only one emperor and empress.

In his later years, Emperor Zongsheng handed over the throne to his eldest son, Feng Chengshu, and then traveled around with the queen, until the end of his life, he went to bed and was buried in the same coffin.

As for another influential figure, since the regent handed over his military power, he has rarely appeared in the capital. He has never married a concubine in his life, so he has no heirs. He is occasionally seen visiting the queen and his nephew in the palace.

Every time I go there, there is always a handsome young man by my side. The minister said he was his aide, and he also said that he was his pet. Secretly amazed, there are many speculations about the relationship between the regent and that son.

It's a pity that they rarely appear in the eyes of the world. Later, it was rumored that they had settled in Nanyang all year round, but when the news got out, their whereabouts began to change again, and no one knew where the regent and the young master went. .

After Emperor Zongsheng died, a young man wearing a veiled hat appeared in the palace and presented a tablet with Chu Yan's name engraved on it to the emperor.

At that time, everyone knew that the legendary regent passed away three years ago.

But it is not known where the body was buried, only the tablet was enshrined in the palace ancestral hall.

But after the young man left, a shocking news spread in the capital.

It was said that someone accidentally saw the man's face, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of the young man who was with the Prince Regent at that time.

After the news spread to the palace, the emperor was furious at the court, denouncing it as a rumor, and posted a notice in the capital, ordering everyone not to mention it, and if anyone heard nonsense again, he would be severely punished.

The emperor's order is like the sky, so everyone naturally dare not disobey, and occasionally say a few words in private.

After a few years, this matter has gradually been forgotten, and no one talks about it anymore.

……

Life is short, seize the day and night, let the past lay the past, don't regret it.

So what's the matter with life, what fear is there in death, lovesickness is sent to the south wind, and thousands of miles accompany the king.

(End of the article)

The author has something to say: I know you guys will say that this is not HE, but the ending of the two protagonists is actually not the end. I said that the protagonist is HE and it is HE. Hehe, you can watch the episode when the time comes. If you want to read other people's episodes, you can leave a comment below. The cuties who leave comments in this chapter will have red envelopes~

I will put up the extra time in the next few days. Here is the copywriting of my next new article. If you are interested, you can bookmark it. I love you~

Title: "One Point Is an Attack"

Copywriter:

The whole school knew that the school bully of No. [-] Middle School was called Duan Ji, and the person Duan Ji hated the most was that nerd in their class who always sat in the first row.

The whole school knew that there was Feng Huai, the No. [-] student in the Second High School Examination, and the person Feng Huai hated the most was that shit-stirring stick in their class who never handed in homework.

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Facing the upcoming college entrance examination, Feng Huai looked at Duan Ji who was still dawdling every day, and determined to think of a way to make him work hard.

Feng Huai: "If you can enter the university, I will be here in the future."

Duan Ji: "Then what if I don't pass the exam?"

Feng Huai: "On the contrary."

later

All the teachers and students in the school knew that the idle school bully leader in the second class had rehabilitated, and suddenly began to listen to the class seriously every day, working hard, and after a year like this, it finally came to the day when the results of the college entrance examination were announced.

————It is still one point away from the lowest score line.

Duan Ji, a shit-stirring stick, has changed from an idle gangster to a good student who works hard. His father happily hosted a banquet in the hotel to celebrate. Everyone was happy, Feng Huai was the only one who didn't say anything.

Based on this score, it has oppressed him for the rest of his life.

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