After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Capital

Although it was still early, many restaurants and shops on the street had already opened their doors to attract customers.

In a grocery store near the south gate, someone knocked lightly on the back door, and then the wooden door creaked open from the inside.

Outside stood a woman in a brown cloak and hood.

Seeing her, the elegant boss looked happy, and hurriedly pulled her in, looked around and saw no one, and then closed the door sneakily.

As soon as he entered the room, he put his arms around the woman's slender waist, hurriedly worked on her neck, and murmured indistinctly: "Yan'er, I miss you so much!"

"Oh! What's the rush!" The woman groaned coquettishly, she sideways dodged, and then sat down on the bed beside her, "Bring me the account book first."

The shop owner was a little angry, and said with a cold face: "I haven't been here for a few days, and I will look at the account books as soon as I come!"

"Isn't this concerned about our future?" The woman took off her hood, revealing her covered face completely.

It was actually Mrs. Wang who lived in seclusion in the Guangling Palace on weekdays.

She got up and leaned into the shop owner's arms, circling provocatively with her index finger on his chest, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry."

Hearing her soft words, the shop owner calmed down, pecked Mrs. Wang's forehead, turned and walked into the study inside.

While waiting, Mrs. Wang sat in front of the bronze mirror and straightened her slightly messy bun. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the shop owner coming out of the room. She said with a winking smile, "I can find white hair on my head." It looks really old."

"... "

Not hearing his sweet words, Mrs. Wang frowned slightly, and when she turned her face to see the shop owner's expression of distraught, a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

"what happened?"

The shop owner's pupils were slightly dilated, and he said in horror, "No...it's gone."

"What's missing?" Mrs. Wang asked hurriedly.

The shop owner said intermittently: "Account...account book."

"Did you remember the wrong place?" Mrs. Wang's face was shaken, and then she slumped back on the stool as if she had lost her strength, and murmured with dull eyes: "How could you not see it out of thin air..."

"Impossible!" The shop owner denied it, "I've been hiding that location for several years."

After saying that, he remembered something, and suddenly said excitedly: "By the way, someone from your house came here a few days ago."

"Who?" Mrs. Wang asked hurriedly.

The shop owner thought for a while, and pondered for a while, "He looks very arrogant, and he reported the name of your Guangling Palace as soon as he came. Later, he said that he seems to be the son of Guangling."

Mrs. Wang's complexion changed slightly, and she asked uncertainly, "Wang Fu?"

"That's right!" The shop owner slapped his head, "Yes, let me remember his name well."

"What is he doing here?" Mrs. Wang asked strangely.

Shop owner: "It seems to be here to buy pens and inks for the prince of Guangling."

"..." Mrs. Wang's face was gloomy, and she said coldly: "The four treasures of the study in Chu Yan's study are basically from Beixiang Study, why did you come all the way here?"

The shop owner was startled, he hesitated to speak, "You mean..."

"Yeah." Madam Wang was noncommittal, put on the hood again, "I have to go back quickly."

"Okay, be careful." Seeing the seriousness of the situation, the shop owner didn't do much to persuade him, "If you have something to do, send Yingchun to find me."

"By the way, is Han'er alright?"

Mrs. Wang said helplessly, "Don't mention it, I got into trouble again, and owed 10 taels outside, and tomorrow is the deadline."

"10 taels?" The shop owner's expression changed drastically, "Where did you get so much money!"

Mrs. Wang said worryingly: "I can only think of a way on the dowry of the deceased princess."

The shop owner, who was about to say something, caught a glimpse of the vicissitudes and exhaustion on Mrs. Wang's face, and finally it turned into a long sigh.

Chu Yan, who thought that the woman would definitely agree, saw her throwing the purse back on the ground again, and said with disdain on her face: "Send this little money to a beggar! I won't accept this girl's film if she takes it away!"

The woman next to her glanced at the bulging money bag on the ground, and persuaded in a low voice, "Mom, this money is more than enough to feed a little girl, I think you can keep a lot."

"Anyway, this girl can't eat much, just add a bowl and chopsticks."

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it!" The woman still had a tough face, without the slightest hint of softness, "It's not like I haven't seen money before!"

"Besides, if other girls buy it, they can pick up customers for me and make money in the future. What can you do if you buy it? Be an ancestor!"

Chu Yan had never dealt with such a woman in the market in his life, and his face was not very good-looking immediately. His eyes were dark and he asked, "How much do you want?"

"Hey, this one is still greedy for a rich master." The woman sneered and compared five fingers again.

"Mom, is 5000 taels too much?" The woman looked shocked.

The woman clicked her tongue twice and said with a sneer, "No."

"I'm talking about 500 million taels."

As soon as these words came out, the whole courtyard was dead silent.

The woman seemed to be unaware that she opened her mouth like a lion, and continued to say triumphantly: "Why, have you nothing to say?"

"As long as you can get it out, I will let this girl stay."

"..." Chu Yan's mind sank.

Although the 500 million taels of the prince's mansion can't be paid out, if his mother's dowry is added...

Wait, is it worth spending so much money just for such a woman?

In this life, she may not be able to have entanglements with Fu Shiyu, and even if he has entanglements with Fu Shiyu, it has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, he looked back at the face of the woman who was in full swing, and spoke indifferently.

"I don't have that much money on me."

The woman seemed to have expected this answer from him, her face was full of mockery, but her eyes relaxed silently.

Just as he was about to tell these people to leave, a deep and cold voice sounded first.

"I'll send someone to deliver it another day."

Although Fu Shiyu has nothing to do with him no matter who he is with, but he can't see this person marrying a wife and having children, happy and happy.

In this life, he should die alone, and when he is in power, he will helplessly watch the prince get rid of him. No, he must first let Daqing, which they have so much in mind, be destroyed by that idiot of the sixth prince.

Woman: "..."

woman:"……"

Fu Shiyu: "..." No need.

This person wanted to kill him for a while, and then tried his best to help him for a while. It was unpredictable and unpredictable.

The dumbfounded woman came back to her senses, her chubby face was sour and sharp, and she said sharply: "You say another day! Why should I trust you? If you can't get it out today, I won't accept this girl!"

Chu Yan, who had already endured to the limit, immediately pulled out the long sword at his waist when he heard this, and before the woman could react, the cold edge of the sword touched her neck.

"Ah!!" The woman next to her was so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed.

Fu Shiyu frowned slightly, and suddenly said lightly, "This little girl was born in a poor family. I don't ask you to provide food and drink, just let her have a place to stay."

Xu Shi saw that the woman was not happy, so Shi Mianmian wept so brightly that she choked and said, "Brother, I don't want to stay here, I want to go home."

"Why don't you take me away, brother, I can cook and wash clothes, and I can do any dirty work."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his cannibalistic eyes stared at the frightened woman opposite.

The tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and the snow-white blade drew a bloodstain on the woman's fat and white neck.

Fu Shiyu patted the little girl's head and said with a faint smile: "Brother is on duty in the palace now. The palace is strict and people's hearts are unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will be killed. It will be inconvenient to have you by my side."

Chu Yan frowned slightly, this person has always hidden himself very deeply, why would he reveal his identity so easily now.

"On duty in the palace?" The woman next to him called out coquettishly, sizing up Fu Shiyu with hidden curiosity, and said in surprise, "You can't be... an eunuch?"

The smile froze on Fu Shiyu's face, and he didn't deny it.

"take away!"

The woman pointed at by the sword suddenly roared, and Chu Yan, who was suspicious in his heart, came back to his senses and frowned at her.

A smile flashed across Fu Shiyu's eyes, and he put his hand on Chu Yan's strong arm, "Enough."

His tone was calm, his slightly hoarse voice brushed against his ears, and there was an unbearable itchiness of a feather brushing against his chest.

Thinking of the previous life when this person was forced into the big tent by himself, he also used this low and bewitching voice to lure him to lose all reason and burn with desire.

Chu Yan regained his attention slightly, and caught a glimpse of the wrist he put on his arm, which was as thin as a root, and could be broken if someone pinched it.

But it wasn't this that caught his attention, but a shallow, almost invisible scar on the slender and shiny wrist.

Normally, this man's wide sleeves were tightly covered, coupled with his sickly white complexion, so that Chu Yan only noticed the wound now.

People who have practiced martial arts all year round naturally know what this scar means.

There were countless capital punishments in the barracks in the previous life, and breaking the tendons of the hands can only be regarded as pediatrics, but for martial arts practitioners, this is no less than the most severe punishment.

In the previous life, Fu Shiyu obviously did not exist. He came to the palace. In order to become his confidant, he practiced sword diligently from morning to night every day. His hands were full of rough and thick calluses. Although his sword skills were not superb in the end, he saved his life in times of crisis. It is still possible.

"I'll take this girl." The woman suddenly interrupted Chu Yan's memory, seeing that the hand was still on his arm, he threw it down with a gloomy expression, and then swiftly retracted the sword back into its sheath.

Seeing Chu Yan put the sword back, the woman bent down to pick up the purse on the ground, and said shrewdly: "But let's say it first, I didn't buy her to be an ancestor, such a small amount of money is only enough to buy her." Be a rough envoy girl, if you feel tired or tired, leave as soon as possible."

"No." Fu Shiyu squatted down, pressed Shi Mianmian's shoulder, and said gently, "From now on, you will live here with your aunt."

Shi Mianmian's eyes were watery, she pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly, "Brother, I don't want to stay here."

"... "

Fu Shiyu sighed inwardly, but didn't say anything. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped off the tears on her face, then stood up slowly, and walked out without looking back.

"elder brother!"

Seeing him leaving so cruelly and resolutely, Shi Mianmian panicked and wanted to follow, but the ferocious woman behind strode forward, grabbed her fiercely, and cursed: "Damn girl! Stay with me from now on!" Here, don't even think about running around!"

Frightened by her, Shi Mianmian burst into suffocated crying, crying hoarsely: "Mianmian doesn't want to stay here! I want to go home!"

"Brother, save me! Mianmian wants to go home!"

Hearing Shi Mianmian's miserable cry, Fu Shiyu paused in his footsteps, and finally turned and left silently under her hopeful eyes.

Seeing that Fu Shiyu was gone, Chu Yan wanted to follow, but saw that Shi Mianmian's crying stopped abruptly, blinking his big water-filled eyes, staring at him pleadingly.

For some reason, a gleam of joy suddenly jumped up in his heart, and Chu Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with malice in his eyes, "Stay well."

It's best not to leave for the rest of your life.

After finishing speaking, in Shi Mianmian's shattered and shaking pupils, she walked away gracefully.

Fu Shiyu walked unhappily, Chu Yan caught up with him within a few steps, full of doubts in his stomach, he picked out the question that bothered him the most.

"How did you get the injury on your hand?"

Fu Shiyu's eyes were a little dazed, and he raised his hand to look at it, and then suddenly realized, and said lightly: "I don't know."

"Lie." Chu Yan snorted coldly, obviously not believing it.

Fu Shiyu didn't bother to argue with him.

After all, I really don't know, there are so many scars on my body, who will have the time to study how each scar came from, and the original owner has no memory of the origin of the scars.

"Why didn't you take that girl away?" Chu Yan asked again, this was the second question that troubled him.

Fu Shiyu raised his head slowly, his eyes were long and far away, and he looked at the wild geese migrating south in the sky in a daze, and said meaningfully: "This place is more suitable for her."

In fact, he also wanted to ask the original owner or the owner of this book.

Basically everything in the book is mentioned in a few words and concisely, but only this matter takes a lot of pen and ink to explain, and it can even be said to be comprehensive and detailed.

Since Shi Mianmian is so important to him, why not place him in the capital, where he can take care of him if he is close.

But forget it, since you let yourself do this, there must be a reason for doing so.

Chu Yan was startled when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the ending of this woman's previous life.

——She died in a house outside the capital.

——I heard that when he died, his clothes were disheveled, and there were traces of being abused on his body.