After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

The galloping pinto horse passed through the woods and stepped across the field, and the cold wind that blew past was like a blade, making the face ache.

The road was bumpy and unstable, the grassland and the galloping horse's feet flew past his eyes, Fu Shiyu's face was bloodless, and he was lying on the horse's back precariously, his stomach was overwhelmed. Seeing that he was about to fall, he was easily dragged back by the people behind him .

After repeating this several times, he gritted his teeth, wishing he could pass out immediately.

The steed next to his ears neighed loudly, thinking that the man had finally reined in his horse out of mercy, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a clean and elegant mansion with white walls and black tiles in front of him.

Chu Yan looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly, "Go down."

"..."

Fu Shiyu's whole body was sore and weak, and his bones seemed to be falling apart. Hearing this, he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Can't get up."

Chu Yan originally planned to turn a blind eye and get off the horse alone, but he caught a glimpse of his pale face and furrowed brows, as if he was suffering.

The word "waste" lingered in his mouth a few times, and then swallowed it silently.

Fu Shiyu sighed secretly before waiting for the people behind him to move.

Forget it, feed yourself.

He wanted to struggle to get off the horse, but just when he raised his body slightly, his waist and abdomen crossed a strong arm, and the cold and familiar breath came to his face.

An indescribable pain suddenly rose in his heart, and before he could study it carefully, the hand around his waist had been withdrawn neatly.

Fu Shiyu looked up and found that he had dismounted from his horse at some point.

The moonlight shines on the windows, and the desolate courtyard is quiet all around, the courtyard door is closed, and two dimly lit lanterns are hung in front of the eaves.

Chu Yan stepped forward and knocked on the rusty animal face door knocker. In an instant, there was the sound of running quickly inside the door.

As soon as the door opened, an old man in a brown robe walked out. When he saw Chu Yan, a trace of strangeness flashed in his cloudy eyes. Son!"

"Second brother!"

Hearing the old man's voice, a chubby girl also ran out from the inside. Regardless of Chu Yan's cold face, she went straight up and hugged his thigh, and rubbed her cheek intimately.

Aunt Qiu, who was pregnant, also came out wearing a cloak, saluted gracefully and said, "See your son."

"Ah."

Chu Yan responded indifferently as usual, looked at the elderly Chi Mu who was still kneeling on the ground, "Get up, Uncle Chen."

Hearing his address, the old man kowtowed tremblingly on the ground, "The old slave deserves it."

"..." Chu Yan looked at the cleaned courtyard, his eyes were calm, and he said indifferently, "My mother's death has nothing to do with you."

"I have my own plans for whoever hurt her."

The old man was startled, he hesitated to speak, "My lord, I already know..."

"Ah."

Chu Dongge at the bottom couldn't understand what the two were saying, but she listened obediently without interrupting. When she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure standing not far away, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked outside dully.

I wanted to step in, but when I raised my foot, I realized that Chu Dongge was still hugging her lap. Chu Yan frowned, and said impatiently, "Go away."

"Miss, the son should be tired from the long journey." Aunt Qiu wanted to step forward and pull Chu Dongge away, but when she saw her staring out the door with a dumbfounded expression, she felt strange and turned her head to look out.

The originally bundled black hair was messed up by the horse's back, so Fu Shiyu simply let it fall on his shoulders. He saw that cute little girl standing by the door last time, looking at him in a daze.

Fu Shiyu smiled, and just about to speak, Chu Dongge's cheeks suddenly flushed, and he turned and ran into the room embarrassingly.

What's wrong with this little girl?

Fu Shiyu was confused and reached out to touch his face.

"..." Looking at her back running away with her calves, Chu Yan withdrew his gaze, and seeing Aunt Qiu staring behind him, his eyes were slightly cold, and he called out, "Auntie."

Aunt Qiu came back to her senses, with a look of embarrassment on her face, she stammered: "My son...then that is..."

It was only then that he remembered that Fu Shiyu was still standing behind him, Chu Yan turned around, and just about to say that he was a slave bought back, Fu Shiyu had already stepped over with a smile, stood beside him side by side, and bowed.

"See Auntie."

Aunt Qiu was taken aback, and quickly returned the gift.

"The old slave is now going to tidy up the bedrooms of the prince and this son."

Uncle Chen stood up from the ground, and just about to go in, Chu Yan stopped him, "No need."

"..." Seeing that he was old and didn't want to be too troublesome at such a late hour, Fu Shiyu said softly, "I can sleep anywhere."

Chu Yan snorted coldly in his heart, and said indifferently, "Let him sleep in the woodshed."

"This..." Uncle Chen hesitated, "Your Majesty, the firewood house is cold and damp, and there are no beds, so there is no room for people."

Chu Yan ignored it, and his tone was faintly ironic, "It's just a dog, as long as there is a place to sleep."

Hearing this, Uncle Chen and Aunt Qiu's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Fu Shiyu with a little more inquiry and embarrassment.

Fu Shiyu's expression was normal, and he said with a smile: "Uncle Chen, don't bother."

He glanced at Chu Yan casually, his eyes were beautiful, with thick and narrow eyelashes, and the ends of the eyes were slightly raised.

With a shallow smile, he bent his watery pupils, and his whole face instantly became animated.

The experience of two lifetimes told Chu Yan that the deeper the smile on this person's face, the harder the bad water in his stomach was suffocated.

Sure enough, looking closely, he found that there was a strong malice lingering in his eyes, Chu Yan's heart sank, and he just wanted to stop it.

Fu Shiyu was already smiling, and spoke first, "I'm sleeping in the royal family's room."

Although he looked gentle on the surface, he was actually reluctant to let himself suffer a little dark loss. Originally, if he was in a good mood, he might follow Chu Yan a little bit, but today he has been exhausted all the way, and now he is sore and tired, mentally and physically. Under the double torment of the body, I really don't want to sleep in the cold woodshed.

"..."

Aunt Qiu, who has always been gentle and gentle, covered her mouth and looked at them in disbelief. When she caught a glimpse of Fu Shiyu's gorgeous face, she felt weirdly like it should be.

In his sixtieth year, Uncle Chen came back to his senses, and gradually came back to his senses, his face was alternately blue and white, and his expression was quite rich.

The veins on Chu Yan's forehead twitched violently, and when he saw the embarrassment in Fu Shiyu's eyes, he became even more furious, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said lightly, "You don't want your tongue anymore?"

"..." Fu Shiyu deliberately licked his dry and peeling lower lip, the tip of his pink tongue flickered, his eyebrows were lowered, and he looked harmless, but he continued to speak tigerish words without changing his face.

"If the prince is willing."

His tone was warm and lustrous, and his expression was extremely docile. If it wasn't for the meaning behind his words, no one would be able to hear another layer of implication hidden in it.

Aunt Qiu was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, her face flushed slightly, and her eyebrows and eyes raised a bit in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, such a young man with a handsome face would utter such unrefined obscenities in public. Uncle Chen was astonished and hurriedly interrupted their conversation.

"My lord, then this..."

"Let him sleep in the pen!"

After throwing this sentence coldly and bluntly, Chu Yan, whose face was covered with clouds, shook his sleeves and strode away. From such a distance, he could feel the aura that strangers should not enter from him.

Obviously very angry.

Uncle Chen looked at his stiff and lonely back, his eyes lost his mind, as if he hadn't seen the prince lose his mind for a long time.

He turned his head to look at the handsome young man who was smiling happily, his eyes were serious and melancholy.

"Uncle Chen?" Fu Shiyu raised the corners of his lips, as if he didn't notice his strangeness, and said with a smile: "I was just joking, you can just follow the arrangement."

Uncle Chen was startled, and nodded in a trance.

Fu Shiyu didn't say any more, he yawned sleepily, and walked slowly into the yard.

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight shone into the house through the window sills. Chao Luo, who was wearing a black robe, pushed open the door and walked in covered in frost.

Fu Shiyu lay reclined on the bed and was drowsy. When he saw someone coming, he stood up and sat cross-legged with difficulty, and waved his hands lazily.

"..."

A trace of doubt flashed in Chao Luo's eyes, and he went silently to sit by the couch.

"It can be picked."

A trace of struggle and uneasiness flashed in Chao Luo's eyes. He hesitated for a long time, but he reached out to take off the hood and mask. The moving moonlight just shone on that creepy face, making it even more ugly and terrifying.

Realizing that his appearance would bring fear to others, Chaoluo dodged his eyes, and wanted to lower his head in low self-esteem, but his chin was suddenly lifted by the slightly cool fingertips, and Fu Shiyu's serious face was clearly reflected in his eyes.

I have seen too many gazes of disgust, fear, accusation, etc., and this is the first time I saw a pair of eyes that could not be more clear, there is no strange color in them, they are just looking at a normal and ordinary person, not a monster with a terrifying face .

The tense nerves were instantly relaxed, and the hands holding the robe were also hanging aside, allowing him to look meekly.

Fu Shiyu squeezed Chaoluo's rough chin, carefully inspected the dense scars on his face, and said lightly, "How long has it been since the injury?"

"No... I don't remember..." Chao Luo's eyes were blank, "It's... a long time..."

"How did it burn?"

Chao Luo didn't quite remember that memory, but the pain engraved in his bones still made him frown uncomfortably, and said incoherently: "There are... a lot of people... the house... the door is closed... I can't get out..."

"Do you remember your relatives?" Fu Shiyu asked again.

Chao Luo shook his head, and only said two words, "Sister...Sister..."

"..." Fu Shiyu nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. The more he looked at the sadness on his face, the more uncertain he became.

The burn was too severe, plus it had not been healed for so many years, the facial nerve had been completely damaged, and many wounds were inflamed due to erosion, producing many dark red bumps.

The bare face is so serious, I'm afraid the body...

Fu Shiyu sighed inwardly.

Seeing his deep eyes, Chao Luo said anxiously: "It's... scary..."

"No." Fu Shiyu smiled, looked at Chao Luo's eyes again, and said meaningfully: "What is really scary is the human heart."

"Take off your clothes, and I'll take a look at you again."

A bit of shyness flashed in Chao Luo's eyes, he nodded silently, stood up and slowly took off his black robe, and then unbuttoned the coat and inner coat inside.

Fu Shiyu felt that the look in his eyes was a bit weird just now, before he looked into it carefully, he raised his eyes and saw the scars on his back. Although he had expected it a long time ago, his heart still skipped a few beats uncontrollably.

This can no longer be called a human body, and there was a bit of pity in his eyes, but he couldn't help feeling the tenacity of Chaoluo.

With such pain, how did he survive...

From Chao Luo's words, one can probably guess that someone set the fire on purpose, and there were not a small number of people involved.Although they haven't been together for long, he can also see that Chao Luo's heart is not bad.

Then why did these people want to burn a living child to death?

Seeing that Chao Luo kept his back to him and refused to turn around, Fu Shiyu wondered, "What's wrong?"

"..." Chao Luo remained silent for a long time, then hugged his chest, turned around slowly and stiffly, buried his head in a low voice, "Sister...sister said...you can't take off your clothes randomly..."

Fu Shiyu felt more and more strange. He looked at Chao Luo who was standing against the light, and when his eyes touched his chest inadvertently, his heart was shaken.

He was afraid that Chao Luo would notice something strange, and he would think wildly in his mind, so he hurriedly lowered his gaze, and murmured in a difficult voice.

"...So it's a girl."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-0120:37:18~2020-03-0320:45:10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 mine: a scarecrow and a Yuqingliu;

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