After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Haishi

In the quiet night of Guangling Palace, Chongyang led Chao Luo to Chu Yan's study.

Chongyang pushed open the door, "Go in."

There was a trace of vigilance in Chao Luo's eyes, and he looked at him shyly, "...what...what are you going to do..."

"Don't worry." Chongyang comforted him, "I just want to ask you a few questions."

"..." Zhao Luo lowered his eyes, hummed like a mosquito, hesitated for a long time, then raised his foot and stepped in.

The light in the study room was slightly dim, and Chu Yan was sitting behind the desk, the flames on the candlestick flickered, reflecting the deep outline of the face, and the focused expression made people feel uneasy.

Chongyang said: "People are here."

"..."

Chu Yan didn't seem to hear, Yoyo turned a page in the scroll in his hand.

Zhao Luo became more and more worried, glanced at his expressionless face, and asked in a low voice, "What...what's the matter?"

"..." Chu Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly put down the scroll, and said bluntly, "What did you see in the carriage?"

A trace of panic flashed quickly in Chao Luo's eyes, and Chu Yan caught it in his eyes, his brows suddenly became gloomy, and he repeated, "What did you see!"

"...No...No." Chao Luo tightened his lips under the mask and shook his head vigorously.

With deep eyes, Chu Yan got up from the chair, walked around the case, walked up to Chao Luo, and said in a vague way, "Fu Shiyu has already said everything."

Seeing Chao Luo's pupils shaking, he pressed on step by step without mercy, "I'll give you one last chance."

"Say!"

"..." Chao Luo seemed to be letting go of a heavy burden on his shoulders, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he said softly: "Many people..."

Chu Yan glanced at the sheathed sword on the case, and said coldly, "And then?"

"Also... and children..."

Chu Yan hummed uncertainly, with his palm resting on the hilt of the sword, and the cold and awe-inspiring blade slipped out of the sheath quietly.

His tone was calm, listening carefully with a hint of murderous intent, "What else?"

The late night wind came in from the wide open window, blowing out the candles in the corner, and the study suddenly fell into darkness, and there was silence for a while.

After a long time, Chaoluogou's voice sounded slowly.

"...horses...carriages...vendors...wine shops..."

Chongyang burst out laughing, proudly said: "I'll just say they didn't see it!"

Chu Yan was silent for a moment, then asked again, "What was Fu Shiyu doing at that time?"

Chao Luo whispered, "He...he opened...the curtain...to buy...flowers..."

"Lie." Chu Yan said coldly.

Chao Luo's bright eyes were shining brightly in the night, and his tone was aggrieved, "Yes...it's the truth..."

"..."

Chu Yan stopped talking, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, Chao Luo caught a glimpse of the chilling snow light retracting into the sheath.

Then a deep and indifferent voice sounded.

"Hold the lamp."

As soon as the words fell, Chongyang picked up the torch to light the candlestick.

Chu Yan had already returned to the case and sat down with an ugly expression on his face.

Chongyang stepped forward, patted Chaoluo's shoulder comfortingly, "It's all right."

There was still a bit of fear in Chao Luo's eyes, he stared at the bricks under his feet absent-mindedly, and said intermittently: "I...can I go back?"

"Wait." Chongyang's expression suddenly became serious, "Show me the jade pendant on your body."

Chao Luo felt strange, but obediently took it out of his arms and handed it to him.

Chongyang took it over and recognized it a few times. The more he looked at it, the more startled he became. The tiger's eyes met Chaoluo's sight, and he said in a deep voice, "Where did you get this jade pendant?"

"It's... from birth..." Zhao Luo answered truthfully.

Chongyang grabbed her shoulders and asked excitedly: "Then what about your relatives?"

Chao Luo shook his head in fear.

Realizing that his voice was too high-pitched, Chongyang returned to his usual simple and honest appearance, silently let go, "Sorry."

After finishing speaking, he handed the jade pendant back to him. Seeing that the NPC was still covering up so tightly at night, he asked with a puzzled expression: "You...do you have any unspeakable secrets?"

"Yeah." Chao Luo nodded, "ugliness...would scare people..."

Hearing this, Chongyang laughed, "They all have eyes, nose and mouth, what's so scary about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took advantage of Zhao Luo's inattention and reached out to take off her mask, but he only had time to see a small piece of burnt and pitted skin, and was swiftly dodged by Zhao Luo, and she put it back on in panic.

Chongyang's pupils were slightly dilated, and his eyes were a little shocked. When Chao Luo saw his eyes, his shoulders trembled immediately, and he immediately lowered his head and whispered, "Yes...I'm sorry..."

"No, no, no!" Chongyang waved his hands awkwardly, absent-mindedly said: "I was reckless..."

He originally wanted to see if the person's face was the same as he remembered, but he didn't expect that under the mask was this jaw-dropping tragedy.

"Can I...can I go?" Chao Luo asked cautiously.

After Chongyang looked at the case, Chu Yan nodded almost invisible.

"Okay." Chongyang smiled and said, "I'll take you back."

"No...no need..." Chao Luo waved his hands quickly.

Chongyang turned a deaf ear and walked out carelessly with his shoulders hooked.

Seeing that they had all left, Chu Yan spread out the scroll of Mrs. Xi's painting on the case again, full of doubts in his heart.

His intuition told him that Emperor Sui Qing must have had other purposes for finding this portrait after all his pains, but he checked it carefully in the past two days and found nothing wrong with the portrait.

Chongyang also said that it may be that Yan Chu wanted to miss Mrs. Xi back then, and this portrait was just to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

If this is the case, then why in the previous life after Feng Changxing offered it, Emperor Qing of the Sui Dynasty would be delighted, and the eyes were clearly ecstatic as if he had found a treasure.

Something suddenly flashed through Chu Yan's mind, he opened the door suddenly, saw that Chongyang and Chaoluo hadn't gone far, he was relieved, and immediately shouted with a sullen face, "Wait."

With his back turned to him, Chao Luo's shoulders shook, and a trace of panic filled his eyes for an instant.

Chu Yan strode up to them, fixed his deep gaze on Chao Luo's face, and said coldly, "Who is Yan Chu to you?"

Clenching the hands hanging in the robe, Chao Luo said softly, "General... General..."

Chu Yan continued to press, "Who is Madam Xi to you?"

Chaoluo's scalp was numb, avoiding his sharp eyes, Nuonuo said: "Sister... sister..."

"Sister?" Chongyang said in surprise, "Why have I never seen you by Mrs. Xi's side?"

"Of course you haven't seen her." Chu Yan snorted coldly, "When Mrs. Xi rescued her, you had already followed Yan Chu to conquer the south."

He said straight away, "Yan Chu shuts you into the tomb."

Chu Yan's tone was firm, obviously confirming this fact.

Chao Luo's eyes were shocked, and he immediately denied incoherently: "No...it's not..."

"It's...it's me..."

Chu Yan said calmly, "Yan Chu is Mrs. Xi's husband, why do you call him a general?"

Since she has such a close relationship with Mrs. Xi, why is she so alienated from Yan Chu.

In the tomb, he felt that something was wrong. Since Mrs. Xi committed suicide in the palace, how could she tell Chao Luo to remember to bring the jade pendant when she left.

Chu Yan's expression was condensed, and he said indifferently: "You are Madam Xi's maid."

"...No!" Chao Luo's pupils opened slightly, and his voice became shrill and harsh, "No...no!"

Chongyang looked surprised, "You... are you a woman?"

"..." Chao Luo lowered his head and refused to speak.

Chu Yan didn't seem to notice her panic, and continued to expose coldly, "The baby girl you sent out of the palace."

"It's also a letter from you when you entered the palace."

"..."

Seeing that Chaoluo remained silent, Chu Yan said coldly: "The baby girl didn't disappear, she grew up well in that farmer's family, and then entered the Hou's mansion, where she became Miss Yun's personal maid, and finally married Miss Yun. Entered the Guangling Palace, became the concubine of the Guangling King, and had a daughter named Chu Dongge."

"Not missing?" Chong Yang was confused, "But the general clearly said that he went to find the baby girl..."

Cold sweat broke out on Xiangluo's forehead, and a large piece of water soaked out of the mask covering his face.

Chu Yan glanced at him, and said in a cold tone, "Of course it's because Yan Chu lied to you."

"The content of that letter is not about the baby girl at all, it must be about how to deal with you."

Chongyang's face changed slightly, and he blurted out to deny, "Impossible!"

Chu Yan sneered, facing Chao Luo, sarcastically said: "The reason why you and Yan Chu worked so hard to act."

"Actually, it was to let the Ghost Riders enter the dungeon willingly. After they were settled, Yan Chu locked you in the tomb again. Shi Sheng and Shi Santai are the ones in charge of guarding you."

"Everything he did was to want you to die of old age, but he didn't expect you to live well."

"..."

There was complete silence all around, and the cold light from the moonlight shone into Chao Luo's eyes, and those black pupils showed a bit of aura.

Chongyang looked dazed, still unwilling to believe, "The general is not that kind of person."

Chu Yan looked at Chao Luo, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, intriguing: "You know the mystery of that portrait, right?"

"..." Chao Luo's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

"If Fu Shiyu finds out your true face..." Chu Yan hesitated to speak, for a long time, he cruelly stimulated the most vulnerable place in Chao Luo's heart, and said softly, "Will he still take you by my side?"

Chao Luo suddenly raised his head, nana said: "No... don't... say..."

"I...I don't know...I always listen to the general...the general..."

Chu Yan suppressed the smile in his eyes, and his face returned to his usual sternness, "Untie that portrait, and I will keep today's affairs a secret for you."

There was a flash of struggle in Chao Luo's eyes, and after a moment of silence, she hesitated: "Really...really?"

"En." Chu Yan responded lightly, and went back to the study first.

Chao Luo secretly glanced at Chongyang, who was out of his mind, and walked in slowly.

Chu Yan stood beside the case in a leisurely manner, "Let's solve it."

Chao Luo walked forward silently, picked up the gold-encrusted dagger on the case, pulled out the scabbard, held the sharp blade tightly in the palm of his hand, and wiped it down fiercely, blood instantly filled out from between his fingers.

"..." Chu Yan's eyes were gloomy, watching her movements silently.

Chao Luo clenched his fist and stretched out his hand, the bright red blood ran across the burned wrist, and fell drop by drop on the scroll, like red plums blooming in the snow.

Chongyang also walked into the study at some point, watching them quietly.

The scroll on the case was gradually dyed bright red, and golden handwriting slowly emerged from the blood, finally presenting a complete and clear image.

Chu Yan looked intently and smiled.

——is a map.

Chao Luo withdrew his hand and stood aside.

"This...what is this!" Chongyang suddenly looked furious, grabbed Chaoluo's shoulder in anger, and asked, "What does this map mean?"

With guilt in his eyes, Zhao Luo lowered his head and said softly, "Ghost... Qi Ling."

"Another... piece of ghost... riding order."

Chongyang hung his hands down weakly, stared angrily in disbelief, and roared: "Nonsense!"

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Don't you understand yet?"

Chu Yan let out a sneer, "Yan Chu told you to obey orders, but he hid this portrait in the coffin, and locked Chao Luo, who knew the mystery of the portrait, in the tomb."

"I think, from the beginning, he didn't intend to let the other half of the ghost cavalry come out of the dungeon."

Chu Yan said quietly: "However, to make the heroic General Yan so timid back then, I kind of want to see who that ghost riding general is."

After finishing speaking, he glanced coldly towards the door, and suddenly stepped over without a sound, and swished the door open.

Fu Shiyu just walked in from the courtyard. The night was cold and windy. He wore a black cloak over his shoulders, and his black hair was loosely tied with a hair rope, hanging lazily around his neck.

Seeing Chu Yan, his eyes seemed to froze for a moment, and then the smile gradually dissipated in his eyes, and he said gently, "I'll come to pick up Chao Luo."

Chu Yan didn't listen to him, "When did you come?"

Fu Shiyu smiled and said, "Just now."

"..."

Chu Yan stepped down from the steps, approached him slowly, and stared at him murderously, "What a coincidence?"

Fu Shiyu smiled without answering, the emotion in his eyes was unpredictable, and after a long while, he finally opened his mouth.

"...In the dead of night, don't you miss you?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-0520:56:19~2020-03-0701:05:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 for Xi Chen; 1 for Mo Yan, and [-] for Coca-Cola;

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