After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Chao Luo returned to the tomb.

Fu Shiyu, who originally thought he was going to pack his things, saw that his hands were empty, and asked a little strangely, "Don't you take your things away?"

"I... I've already taken it..." Chao Luo carefully took out a jade pendant with a good color and luster from his bosom, "That's... this..."

"Sister...when sister asks me to go...be sure to bring this..."

Seeing that the jade pendant was not of ordinary quality, Fu Shiyu asked curiously, "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

It's been too long, and Chao Luo can't remember too much. After thinking about it carefully, he answered intermittently, "Sister...sister said...I wore...on my body since I was born."

Chu Yan, who had no interest at first, glanced at the jade pendant from the corner of his eye. When he saw the engraving on it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although it was only for a short moment, it was still captured by the keen Fu Shiyu.

He looked at the jade pendant in Chao Luo's hand again, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Ushio

Guangling Palace

The morning before dawn was darker than the late night, the morning stars were few, quiet and silent, and a maid with double buns carrying a lantern passed by the winding corridor.

She went straight to the back door of Chu Yan's courtyard, knocked on the door cymbal above, and after a few breaths, Wang Fu came out with a happy face and opened the door.

Seeing Yingchun standing at the door, Wang Fu immediately beamed with joy, "Sister Yingchun, Mrs. Wang is looking for me?"

Yingchun looked at his flattering appearance, disgust flashed in his eyes, and he nodded coldly, "Come with me."

"Good Le!"

Wang Fu stepped out hastily in two steps, and gently closed the door.

The two quietly walked through the long corridor and stepped through two moon gates, but they didn't go in the direction of Mrs. Wang's yard. Wang Fu asked suspiciously, "Sister Yingchun, didn't you say to find Mrs. Wang?"

"Well, madam is waiting for you at the water pavilion."

Wang Fu felt a little strange, he didn't go far, and saw Mrs. Wang holding the fish food, sitting by the pavilion and feeding the fish slowly.

"Ma'am, someone brought it."

Mrs. Wang hummed uncertainly, "Go down."

After seeing Yingchun go down, Wang Fu knelt on the ground and saluted, and tentatively asked: "Is the madam calling the servant today to ask about the current situation of the son?"

Thinking that he could get a silver reward again this time, a few traces of greed and joy flashed across his eyes.

"He hasn't returned home yet?" Mrs. Wang said in a cold tone after wiping her hands with a silk handkerchief.

Wang Fu nodded, "Returning to Madam, these servants have been paying attention to the movement in the room next to me all day long, and the Shizi has indeed never been back."

"Hmm." Madam Wang didn't seem interested, and said with deep meaning in her eyes, and the meaning was unclear: "Wang Fu, do you think I treat you well?"

Wang Fu was startled, he didn't understand what she meant, so he could only flatter Liu Xu: "Madam is approachable, gentle and virtuous, and I don't have anything to say to the servants."

"Really?" Mrs. Wang stood up from the beauty, moved lightly with lotus steps, and stopped in front of Wang Fu. The white jade tea bowl she held in her hand was slightly tilted, and the hot and smoking tea dripped from the top of Wang Fu's head to his chin. The skirt of the chest was wet a lot.

"Then why don't you know what's good or bad?"

"Husband... Madam..." Wang Fu's face was flushed red, he suppressed the screams in his throat, knocked his head tremblingly, and stammered: "Slave... I don't understand Madam..."

Mrs. Wang's eyebrows turned cold, she slapped her hand mercilessly, and said sharply, "Did you take the account book?"

"Account books?"

Wang Fu was taken aback for a moment, and didn't understand what she meant by the account book, but seeing Mrs. Wang's gloomy eyes, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Madam, even if I have the guts, I won't dare to take your things. !"

"The servant really doesn't know what account book you are talking about!"

Mrs. Wang sneered and said, "If you refuse to tell the truth again, I will ask someone to drag you out and stick you to death."

"Madam, spare your life, madam, spare your life." Wang Fu's pupils tightened, and he said in horror: "If Madam wants to find any account books, this servant will find them for you even if I lose my dog's life."

"What's the use of my dog's life!" Mrs. Wang snorted coldly.

Thinking of something, she narrowed her eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "Did you give the account book to Chu Yan?"

"I'm still wondering why he would suddenly help that bastard from the West Courtyard. It turns out that they planned to join forces to destroy me..."

"Ma'am, this slave really didn't take your account book, nor gave anything to your son!" Wang Fu's face was as pale as paper, and he said in panic, "Someone must have wronged you... No! Frame this slave!"

Mrs. Wang did not soften her expression after hearing his defense, and said in a gloomy tone, "Did you go to the shop in the south gate to buy pens and inks a few days ago?"

Wang Fu's face froze, and a bad premonition gradually rose in his heart, and he replied in a low voice with trembling lips and teeth: "Yes..."

"The servant has been there."

"Who told you to go?" Mrs. Wang's eyes became more vicious, and she asked forcefully, "Did Chu Yan send you there?"

"... "

Wang Fu knelt down on the ground with a bloodless face, opened his mouth, and when he came back to his senses, he slammed his head on the ground and wept tremblingly, "It's the son... the son deliberately framed the servant..."

"It's really none of my business! Madame, please spare my slave's life!"

Mrs. Wang did not speak, but looked at the calm lake with cold eyes. After a long silence, she turned her head and looked at Wang Fu, who was crying and tearful, and pointed out: "If you eat two families, you will be punished sooner or later." .”

After leaving these words, she glanced behind Wang Fu lightly, and walked away slowly with great demeanor.

Seeing her leave, Wang Fu stopped crying suddenly, crawled a few steps on his knees, and just wanted to get up and run, when two tall and burly servants came up behind him, and tightly covered his mouth, The hemp rope tightly strangled Wang Fu's neck.

After a few breaths, Wang Fu, who was struggling desperately, kicked his legs suddenly, his head tilted down feebly, his eyes turned white and he hung his tongue.The two servants removed the rope, picked up the body and threw it into the nearby lake.

Unitary time

A luxurious carriage wrapped in silk drove out of the city gate. The windows on the top were inlaid with gold and jade, and the lake-blue curtains were stabbed with silk threads to cross the sea, attracting the attention of the people on the street.

The coachman parked his carriage in the wilderness, and walked towards a man in a blue double-breasted brocade robe, with a gold-encrusted jade belt around his waist, and all kinds of eye-catching jade accessories were hung on it.

After he got down, he turned around and helped the beautiful woman in the carriage out of the carriage.

These two flamboyantly dressed people were Mrs. Wang and Chu Han who came to ask for the IOU.

"Why didn't I see anyone?" Chu Han looked around and asked anxiously, "Didn't that person say to meet here?"

Mrs. Wang was also unhappy, and frowned slightly, "Wait a little longer."

As soon as the words fell, there was a neighing of horses in the distance, and the sound of hooves kicking approached from far away. The two saw a masked strong man in black riding a horse not far away.

He didn't seem to see the figure in front of him, and rushed straight to Mrs. Wang and Chu Han who were standing opposite.

Seeing the high hooves of the steed above their heads, Mrs. Wang and Chu Han immediately turned pale, and took a few steps back in a hurry, almost tripping over the hem of their clothes and falling to the ground.

"—Woo!"

The masked man straightened the reins, and the restless horse gradually calmed down.

Seeing that the two were scared out of their wits, his face behind the mask beamed with joy.

After a while, he immediately shouted fiercely: "Where's the bank note?"

After standing still, Chu Han saw that this person was physically strong, and he was clearly not the same person as last time, so he said weakly, "What about the masked person?"

The masked man said stiffly, "He's not free."

Seeing that the two were reluctant to take it out, his eyes were a little impatient, and he urged in a vicious voice: "Hurry up!"

"..." Chu Han's shoulders were shaken by his strong and majestic voice, and he looked at Mrs. Wang beside him in a panic.

Mrs. Wang was also frightened, she didn't seem to expect that the person who came to ask for money was a rough and rough desperado.

She spoke calmly, "Where's the IOU?"

"..." The masked man got off his horse, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to them.

Chu Han's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to grab it, the big man quickly retracted it into his arms.

"Is that all right?"

"No!" Chu Han shouted angrily, "Give me the IOU first, and then I'll give you the bank note!"

"What if we give you the banknote and you go back on your word?"

You don't look like a nice person after all.

Chu Han cursed in his heart.

Hearing this, the masked man cast a cold look, and said leisurely: "If you don't give me, then leave."

Seeing that he really turned around to leave, Mrs. Wang's expression changed, and she hurriedly shouted: "The strong man wait."

She pretended to glance casually at the carriage behind, and said lightly to Chu Han, "The bank note is in the carriage, you go and get it."

"it is good."

Chu Han's heart tightened, and he said to the big man arrogantly, "Follow me in and get it, I'll give you the bank note, and you return the IOU."

Seeing that the masked man did not nod for a long time, he suddenly felt uneasy and was just about to speak.

"Ah."

Chu Han's eyes were secretly happy, and he took the lead in getting on the carriage, "Then follow me."

"..."

The masked man walked slowly to the front of the carriage. The pupils of Mrs. Wang behind her were slightly dilated, and she held her breath nervously.

Seeing him stepping up immediately, the dagger hidden in the waist of the groom next to him slipped out a sharp white blade from its sheath without a sound.

The wind blew the weeds at half a person's height, rustled non-stop, and occasionally there was a shrill bird song in the forest. When everything was silent, the masked big man had already stepped on the carriage with one foot, and the groom behind him There was a trace of killing intent in his eyes, and he leaped up lightly.

The eyes of the big man with his back turned to him sank, and he quickly turned over and jumped onto the bottom of the carriage. The big knife clanged out of its sheath behind him. The royal guard in iron helmet flew out of the carriage with a sword in hand.

The masked man stepped on the horse and jumped up without any intention of dodging. He bullied him head-on with great power, while the aggressive and forceful guards retreated steadily.

The lights of swords and swords kept sparking fiercely in the night, and from time to time there was the clank of sharp blades colliding.

Mrs. Wang looked at the fighting scene in front of her solemnly. Seeing that the masked man had not been defeated for a long time, but was still teasing the guards with ease, she became more and more flustered and couldn't help pointing at them He shouted: "If any of you kills him, I will reward you a lot!"

"After the lord returns to Beijing, I can find an official position for you."

As soon as these words came out, the guards were obviously more aggressive, gritted their teeth and launched a fierce attack on the big man with all their strength.

Almost stabbed in the chest by them again, the masked man gradually lost his patience, and he raised the big knife in his hand horizontally, with strong internal energy attached to the blade, just as he was about to swing the knife to take their lives.

"stop!"

A scream resounded across the night sky, and the fighting of several people stopped suddenly, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.

The pale-faced Chu Han was sitting in the ruins of the carriage, with a long sword with a cold light on his neck, and a man in black clothes wearing a silver-white mask stood behind him. A light-colored thin lip with a beautiful line.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2818:25:58~2020-02-2917:10:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Xixi;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 427 bottles; 1 bottle of Xixi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!