After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

The slow-moving carriage stopped steadily, and the sound of Chongyang sounded outside.

"Master Fu, the palace is here."

Fu Shiyu agreed, and was about to go down when he saw Chao Luo sitting across from him with a disturbed expression on his face.

He called out very gently, "Chaoluo."

"what happened?"

Chao Luo raised his head in panic, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and even his stiff body began to tremble slightly.

"Are you so afraid?"

Fu Shiyu laughed with a relaxed expression. He touched Chaoluo's hooded head and said flatly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have let you lie."

"From now on, we will tell the truth in every sentence."

"Yes...I'm sorry." Chao Luo buried her head guiltily, it was difficult for her to even have a normal conversation with someone, let alone conceal the horrifying tongue-smacking scene just now.

"It's okay." Fu Shiyu knelt down on one knee, looked straight into Chao Luo's dodging eyes, and asked softly, "What did you just see?"

Chao Luo stammered, "People... how many people..."

"What kind of person?" Fu Shiyu continued.

Zhao Luo thought for a while and replied seriously: "Adult...child...blood...crying..."

She lowered her eyes, "Other...didn't see...clearly..."

Hearing that he didn't understand a few words, Fu Shiyu smiled, his deep pupils looked at her face motionlessly, and said persuasively, "Are you sure you saw it?"

Chao Luo's face froze for a moment, and he wanted to say sure, but when he saw Fu Shiyu's smiling face, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"After we left Uncle Chen's yard, the carriage stopped halfway, and I opened it..." Fu Shiyu stood up slightly, raised his hand and opened the curtain, a white wrist like snow slipped out of the wide gray sleeve, "Look."

His voice was low and gentle, as if carrying a hint of demagoguery. Zhao Luo was flustered, but his eyes followed him involuntarily.

Now it's Xu time, the night market is noisy, restaurants and miscellaneous shops are lined up side by side in a long line, the brilliant lights of thousands of houses are like lights that light up the night, and you can faintly hear the jokes of the storytellers in the teahouses.

The streets paved with bluestone slabs are bustling with people, and children playing and laughing are running around in the crowd. Occasionally, you can see a luxurious carriage passing by, and there is a lady or a famous woman sitting in it.

With such a prosperous scene, the shocked pupils slightly dilated.

"What did you see?"

Fu Shiyu's voice pierced through the noisy crowd and clearly penetrated into Chao Luo's ears.

She said with a blank face: "Adult... child..."

"There are also carriages, street vendors, and wine shops." Fu Shiyu followed her words, leaned forward slowly, and threw two copper coins to the little girl passing by who was yelling and selling flowers.

The little girl was overjoyed, and hurriedly handed over a cluster of fresh and blooming white hibiscus.

Fu Shiyu thanked him with a light smile, the little flower seller blushed, panicked and ran away with her head down.

He withdrew his gaze and turned towards Chao Luo again, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Chao Luo was stunned for a moment, and when he woke up, he saw the bunch of white flowers in front of his eyes. Fu Shiyu smiled and said nothing, and there seemed to be sporadic gleams in the depths of his eyes.

"What do you see now?"

His light-colored lips were reflected in Chao Luo's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "You... bought flowers..."

Fu Shiyu smiled and didn't speak yet.

The curtain was lifted abruptly, and Chu Yan's gloomy and stern face appeared in front of the two of them.

His sharp eyes swept across the bouquet of flowers in Chao Luo's hands, he was stunned for a moment, and then fixed on Fu Shiyu's face intently.

Under his persecution, Fu Shiyu did not appear flustered, and teased lightly, "Your Royal Highness wants that too?"

"..."

Chu Yan's expression was tense, the veins on the back of his hand clutching the car door bulged, he looked deeply at Fu Shiyu for a long while, and finally put down the curtain vigorously, turned and left.

"..."

Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Tong Chaoluo.

"Let's go down."

Zhao Luo nodded.

The grand and solemn palace was built on the bustling main street of the capital, with a majestic golden pillar gate, a gold and copper shop head hanging on the gate, and stone lion gates standing on both sides of the stone steps.

This was Fu Shiyu's second visit to this place. He casually looked at the person standing in front of him, never thinking that he would bump into those sharp black eyes.

After Fu Shiyu was stunned for a few moments, he smiled habitually, but the man quickly looked away as if he had glimpsed something dirty.

"Huahua!" Chu Dongge was overjoyed when he saw the flower in Chaoluo's hand, ran over and grabbed her sleeve, and said with sparkling eyes, "It's so beautiful."

Looking at the cluster of hibiscus flowers, Chu Yan felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, and he sternly shouted, "Come here!"

Chu Dongge was so frightened that his shoulders shook, he quickly withdrew his hand, and returned to Aunt Qiu's side with aggrieved feelings.

The butler in a brown brocade robe hurried out of the gate of the palace, saluted and said: "See you, son, see Aunt Qiu and the young lady."

"Master, where have you been? Madam has been so worried that she can't eat all day long."

"..."

Chu Yan remained silent, Aunt Qiu behind her turned pale, approached him, and said timidly, "My lord, Madam, I'm afraid..."

"Ah."

Chu Yan understood what she meant.

The housekeeper is Mrs. Wang's man. Seeing them coming back, I'm afraid they have sent someone to inform them. Mrs. Wang should already be on the way.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the door, Mrs. Wang led a few strong men and hurried over.

First, he saluted Chu Yan, and then beckoned those strong men to Aunt Qiu.

"Bold Qiu, you dare to collude with a foreigner, conceive an evil seed, disregard your shame, and lose your woman's morality. Today, I will clean up the house for the prince as a concubine."

Seeing those strong men trying to grab their shoulders, Aunt Qiu dodged sideways, knelt down on the ground, with tears in her eyes, she choked up and said, "Ma'am, I am innocent."

"The child in the womb was conceived by the prince when he returned to the mansion three months ago."

"Nonsense!" Madam Wang sternly said, "Wang Ye stayed in the study that night, when did he go to your room?"

Aunt Qiu sobbed softly, crying until the pear blossoms rained, "The prince came in the middle of the night."

"..."

A trace of jealousy flashed in Mrs. Wang's eyes, and she said leisurely, "Really?"

"Yingchun, bring people up."

"Yes."

After Yingchun went down, within a quarter of an hour, a sallow and emaciated man was brought over.

He was wearing a servant's coarse linen clothes, and when he saw the lovely and charming Aunt Qiu, a hint of lust and greed flashed in his eyes.

Mrs. Wang looked at Aunt Qiu, "Do you know this person?"

Aunt Qiu looked strange, "I don't know."

Mrs. Wang sneered, looked at the short and thin man, and shouted: "Say!"

The man hurriedly said: "Before Yunxi married into the palace, the young one made a private decision with her for life. Later, after Yunxi married into the palace, the young one missed her so much. At the beginning of this year, she went to the palace to start a long-term job."

"Later, after we met again, the old relationship rekindled, and it didn't take long before..."

He looked at Aunt Qiu and laughed twice, his face was wretched and hideous.

"It's been done."

"Ma'am, this concubine has been wronged!" Upon hearing this, Aunt Qiu's expression changed suddenly, and she immediately cried, "I don't know him."

Fu Shiyu looked at the man's withered face, amused in his heart, seeing Chu Dongge looking worriedly at Aunt Qiu who was kneeling on the ground.

While no one else was paying attention, he stretched out his hand and patted Chu Dongge's shoulder, bent down and whispered, "It's okay."

"Isn't there still a son?"

Chu Yan glanced over gloomyly, knowing that this person was deliberately letting him hear.

"Hmm." Chu Dongge's tense expression gradually relaxed when he heard the word "shizi", and he said firmly, "My second brother will be fine with me."

Fu Shiyu smiled without saying a word, stood up straight again and watched the show.

"Yunxi, you are... planning to turn your face and deny anyone!" The man said sadly, "Obviously we met not long ago, and you still said that I would take you away."

"You are talking nonsense!" Aunt Qiu stared at him with red eyes, "I have never seen you before."

The man's eyes were lustful, and he denied it: "How could it be possible that I haven't seen it before!"

He took out a piece of taupe-colored satin from his pocket.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that it was a bellyband worn by ancient women.

The man held it in his hand, grinning with yellow teeth, "Look, I still have some underwear."

"You!" Aunt Qiu was furious, "This is not my concubine's body at all!"

Fu Shiyu looked at Mrs. Wang's vicious eyes, and couldn't help laughing in his heart, this woman's thoughts are really vicious.

"It's not yours?"

Mrs. Wang did not panic, and asked someone to bring up Aunt Qiu's personal servant girl.

She glared at the kneeling servant girl with poisoned eyes, and said with a hint of threat, "Qiu Qing, do you know what the consequences will be if you say a wrong sentence?"

"Whose clothes are these?"

The servant girl was trembling all over, her face was bruised and her face was swollen, obviously she had been 'served' by someone, she looked at Aunt Qiu's tear-stained face, she lowered her head as if avoiding, and said nonuo: "It's Aunt Qiu's..."

Aunt Qiu was greatly shocked, as if the last string had been pulled from her body, she knelt down on the ground with a pale face.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Wang secretly winked at the man on the ground.

The man understood, taking advantage of everyone's stupefaction, he quickly stood up and rushed towards Aunt Qiu, reaching out to tear off her skirt.

Before he got close, he was suddenly kicked away by a vigorous kick.

The man fell three feet away, hit the stone pillar with his back, a mouthful of thick blood gushed out of his mouth, and then fell unconscious on the ground with his eyes rolled white.

Mrs. Wang's face was astonished, she narrowed her eyes for a moment, and smiled, and said in a meaningful tone: "My lord, are you planning to meddle in the affairs of the backyard now?"

Chu Yan withdrew his feet, and his cold eyes moved to Mrs. Wang's face, "This matter, the father will make his own decision when he returns."

Mrs. Wang smiled stiffly, "The prince is out fighting, how can he be allowed to deal with these dirty things in the backyard."

"Besides, the prince ordered me to take full charge of the affairs of the palace. Now the son even disobeys the prince's order?"

Hearing this, Chu Yan's eyes seemed to smile, and it was fleeting, and the short moment was filled with strong ridicule.

Madam Wang's heart was filled with shame, resentment and unwillingness, her hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched into fists, and her sharp nails pinched her palms tightly.

Chu Yan walked up to her calmly, his condescending gaze was like a towering mountain pressing down.

"lady."

Listening to his tone without any ups and downs, Mrs. Wang was sweating, and replied: "Yes."

There was a bit of sarcasm in Chu Yan's words, and he said softly: "Although I will keep you a little bit thin, but you don't really think of yourself as the master of the palace."

"..." Mrs. Wang was about to speak.

Chu Yan raised his hand to stop him, and glanced coldly at the fearful crowd opposite, finally fixed his eyes on the sweaty butler, and said lightly, "Butler."

The steward immediately knelt heavily on the ground, and responded tremblingly, "My... my son, please tell me..."

"Shut Aunt Qiu into the ancestral hall. If anything happens to her and the child in her belly, I will kill your whole family."

The housekeeper kowtowed in horror, "...Yes."

Chu Yan glanced at Fu Shiyu who was watching the play leisurely beside him, and said gloomyly, "Come with me."

"Me?" Fu Shiyu looked at him in surprise.

Chu Yan hummed, and left with a big stride, shaking his sleeves.

Fu Shiyu didn't know why, just about to follow, when Chaoluo grabbed his sleeve anxiously.

"fine."

Fu Shiyu patted the back of her hand reassuringly, turned around and saw that the person had walked not far away, so he followed her up.

Following him all the way up the corridor, the night was thick, and the dim light of the lantern shone on Chu Yan's back, looking vaguely, Fu Shiyu felt a little strange in his heart, and followed him silently.

Seeing that he was about to walk through the long corridor, Chu Yan suddenly stopped, and said coldly, "What did you see in the carriage today?"

"..."

Chu Yan's face turned cold, "Speak!"

"..."

"I let you talk!"

He turned around, his eyes were dark and turbulent, just about to speak, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the movement in Fu Shiyu's hands, his eyes couldn't help but startled.

This person found Zhang Sujian from nowhere, pinched it with his fingertips and turned it around a few times, finally turning into a strange five-petaled flower.

Seeing him handing it to her, Chu Yan frowned and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Fu Shiyu didn't seem to notice the chill in his words, and said with a smile, "Did Shi Zi just want it?"

"..."

Chu Yan's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, grabbed the paper flower, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the nearby lake, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!"

"Good."

Fu Shiyu briskly turned his back and strode back. Although he kept a calm smile on his face, it was far away from his eyes when he looked closely.

Walking down the corridor, the tense strings in his mind loosened.

—Finally fooled.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-0419:49:09~2020-03-0520:56:19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 angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: remember to wear 4 bottles of masks;

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