After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Haishi

Guangling Palace

Just as the guards of the Xunfu turned the corner, a black shadow passed over the roof, went straight down along the roof tiles, and ran straight to the backyard of the Wangfu.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the light in the inner room was dim and unclear.

Two fingers pierce the hemp paper on the window lattice, and a bamboo tube about an inch is stretched into the room. After a few breaths, misty white smoke floats out from the tube.

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Hei Ying leaned over, opened the window silently, and walked quickly to the bed.

Fu Shiyu was sleeping heavily covered with a thick mattress, his long ink-like hair scattered on the couch like running water, his long eyelashes pressed quietly under his eyelids, without trembling at all.

When the black figure saw Fu Shiyu's face, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, then leaned over to lift him up, just as his hands were holding onto the thin shoulders, a cold and gentle voice pierced through the night, resounding in the middle of the night. ear.

"Do you have to carry it?"

The black figure's face changed in fright, and he took two steps back reflexively.

Fu Shiyu sat up lazily from the couch, and his waist-length black hair was scattered on his shoulders. His complexion was pale, and a pair of deep black eyes streamed darkly.

He grasped the edge of the bed with his slender and beautiful hands, slowly put on his robe and cloth shoes placed in front of the bed, and slowly stood up from the bed.

After finishing all this, Fu Shiyu looked at the black shadow with only a pair of eyes on the opposite side, and said with a faint smile, "Let's go."

There was a bit of sharpness in the black shadow's eyes, his voice was as thick as yellow sand and gravel, and he said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Fu Shiyu tied up his loose black hair with a white ribbon, and said softly, "I just want to suffer less."

"Aren't you going to take me away?"

There was some confusion in the black shadow eyes, "Are you the pampered pet of the son of Guangling?"

Fu Shiyu didn't answer, but winked at him slyly twice, and asked back: "I can't be his pamper, what else can I be?"

"..."

Not only was he not ashamed to see this person being the promiscuous pamper of the rich and powerful, but he also felt complacent, a trace of disgust flashed in that person's eyes, "If that's the case, then come with me."

He stepped forward to knock Fu Shiyu unconscious.

Fu Shiyu suddenly sighed leisurely, and said helplessly: "Didn't I say that I can go with you?"

The man suddenly had a bad feeling.

Fu Shiyu raised his eyes, and a smile quickly flashed across his pupils. The man felt deceitful, and turned to avoid it, but it was too late, his white hands quickly tore off his mask, and then the fine and pungent powder mist caught him off guard. face.

His pupils were slightly dilated, and he looked at the person with a warm smile in front of him in disbelief, then he swayed on the spot for two weak limbs.

Fu Shiyu smiled and said, "How is it? My thing is stronger than your smoke."

The black shadow didn't speak, or his lips and tongue were numb, unable to speak, the whites of his eyes rolled, and he fell into a faint.

Chongyang, who was waiting outside, did not wait for anyone to come out. Feeling strange, he opened the door and came in. Seeing the black figure lying unconscious on the ground, Fu Shiyu took out a silk handkerchief, and was carefully wiping his fingers and palms.

Seeing Chongyang standing at the door without moving, he said cheerfully, "Are you going to wait for him to wake up if you don't do anything?"

Chongyang came back to his senses, saw him put on his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, for some reason, he suddenly shivered.

He bent down, took out the hemp rope, and directly tied up the 'corpse' on the ground.

Fu Shiyu glanced at the man's face.

It's not the fierce and evil spirit as imagined, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with a few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and a kind of gentleness and kindness can even be seen between the brows, like a refined scholar who teaches and educates people.

Fu Shiyu asked in surprise, "Is this the person Mrs. Wang sent?"

Chongyang nodded and raised the man's hand.

Fu Shiyu saw that the hands with protruding knuckles were covered with thick calluses.

There was interest in his eyes, "It seems that I underestimated it."

Chongyang carried the man on his shoulders and said truthfully: "He also underestimated Mr. Fu."

Fu Shiyu laughed and shook his head, didn't say any more, seeing that it was getting late, he asked, "The prince hasn't returned yet?"

Chongyang hummed, "It should be soon, Mr. Fu should rest earlier."

Fu Shiyu said hello and got back on the bed after seeing Chongyang go out.

"...I don't know if it's going well or not." He looked at the curtain above his head and murmured unconsciously.

Prime Minister on the right raised his hand and smoothed his goatee, and didn't continue to ask questions.

Emperor Sui Qing's eyes were deep, he looked at Feng Changxing uncertainly, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "Then I will leave this matter to you."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and everyone looked at the emperor on the dragon chair in disbelief.

These words are equivalent to making the prince start to interfere in the government affairs. Emperor Sui Qing clearly had the intention to abolish the prince before, so why did he suddenly change his decision now.

Feng Yetang clenched his teeth in hatred, and at the same time felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Feng Changxing bowed and saluted without being surprised, and said indifferently: "Your servant obeys the order."

Chu Yan lowered his eyes silently, staring at the broken luminous cup in his palm in a daze, and handed over the folded handkerchief beside him.

He turned his head to the side, and gave King Guangling a vague look.

King Guangling put the towel in front of his case, and said with a smile, "Wipe it."

Chu Yan hummed coldly, and wiped the wine and blood on his palm calmly.

After the first two shined brightly, the third prince's birthday gift seemed much less impressive. It was just a copy of a Buddhist scripture.

Emperor Sui Qing boasted that he had been serious about his homework recently and his calligraphy had improved a lot.

The birthday banquet, which was surging under the tide, ended early because Emperor Qing of the Sui Dynasty was tired.

King Guangling was left behind by Emperor Qing of the Sui Dynasty. Chu Yan was in a bad mood, and he didn't want to flirt with those ministers anymore, so he took a small path and walked towards the palace gate.

"The son stays behind."

A laughing voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Chu Yan turned around and saw Feng Hanxiao standing not far away, he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Feng Hanxiao stepped forward with a smile and kindly, "Is your son free now?"

Chu Yan looked at him condensedly for a while, then hummed, turned around and walked forward in silence.

Feng Hanxiao followed slowly, and said nonchalantly, "Are Shizi and Fu Shiyu old acquaintances?"

Chu Yan said expressionlessly, "No."

The smile in Feng Hanxiao's eyes was even bigger, and he said intriguingly: "Then why did you ask someone to tell me that Fu Shiyu entered the palace disguised as a palace maid?"

Chu Yan said indifferently: "I want His Highness to kill him."

Feng Hanxiao knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "A mere crown prince and Taifu, the crown prince can just take his life directly. The reason why it is unnecessary is because..."

"Since the prince saw the prince falling into the water, he must have guessed that there would be a follow-up. If it was just an ordinary court lady who framed me like this, he would have been eliminated silently after the matter was over, but if the prince Tell me that the maid is Fu Shiyu in disguise, when I was called by my father to the Prince's Hall, I mistakenly thought that Fu Shiyu had defected to the Prince's camp, so naturally I didn't dare to fight him to the death, and I was willing to take the blame for my sixth brother."

A gleam of coldness flashed across Feng Hanxiao's eyes, and he continued: "I originally thought that the son wanted me to help the sixth brother take the blame, but it was only later when I was in confinement that I realized that the son's original intention was to save Fu Shiyu's life."

Chu Yan's expression was always calm and composed, and there was no sign of being exposed at all. At the end of hearing, there was only one sentence, "Your Highness thinks too much."

Feng Hanxiao was not discouraged, looked at the imperial garden where the moonlight was splashing, and said meaningfully: "I have no other intentions. Since Fu Shiyu belongs to the son, he will not stay in the future. Today, the old matter is brought up again, just want to tell the son, Compared to me, the person who most wants to kill Fu Shiyu is actually..."

He paused for a moment before speaking in a nonchalant manner.

"Prince."

These two words seemed to be scattered in the cold night of late autumn. Chu Yan's eyes froze for a moment, and then he sneered slightly, unwilling to talk more.

Seeing the disdain in his eyes, Feng Hanxiao frowned and asked, "Your Majesty doesn't believe it?"

Chu Yan paused, looked deeply at the red tiles in the distance, and said coldly after a long time, "I don't believe it."

Feng Hanxiao wondered, "Why?"

Chu Yan let out a long breath with a gloomy expression, and continued to walk in the direction of the palace gate, "It's nothing."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more about this matter, Feng Hanxiao stopped talking with good eyesight, and seeing that he was about to reach the palace gate, he suddenly stared at Chu Yan's back, and said meaningfully: "Since the plan has failed , what is your plan for the future?"

Chu Yan kept walking, and said indifferently: "I never had a plan."

Feng Hanxiao smiled, and only said: "Now the prince is in the limelight, I wonder if the prince has changed his mind?"

Chu Yan said lightly: "Instead of worrying about me, it's better to worry about yourself."

"It's not good for anyone if the crown prince gains power."

The blowing cold wind rolled up the long hair on the sideburns, Feng Hanxiao said quietly: "Then, will the prince join hands with me?"

Chu Yan's eyes were complicated and unpredictable. He turned his head to look at his smiling face, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and said flatly, "I'm not interested."

Feng Hanxiao's smile froze. If he read correctly, what flashed in this person's eyes just now was... killing intent.

He pretended not to notice Chu Yan's hostility, and asked tentatively: "Since the son wants to participate in political affairs, but he also doesn't want to assist the crown prince to ascend the throne, why don't you join my camp?"

"If I can ascend to the throne, I will never forget the kindness of my son in the future."

Chu Yan said expressionlessly, "Your Highness, you don't need to waste your time on me."

Feng Hanxiao didn't understand what it meant, and asked, "Why?"

Seeing his reluctance, Chu Yan felt agitated, and looked at a crow flying over Zhuwa in the distance, pecking at the black feathers on his back with its long beak. After a long time, he said coldly, "There is no reason."

"I just hate you."

Feng Hanxiao was taken aback for a moment, and stared blankly at his leaving back, as if he did not expect Chu Yan to speak so straightforwardly.

Anyway, he is a prince after all, this person is a bit too bold.

Feng Hanxiao, who came back to his senses, had a smile on his face, but there was no anger in his eyes. He sighed and murmured: "As expected of brothers and sisters, even their personalities are similar."

After walking out of the imperial garden, Chu Yan also stopped.

The moon was dark and dark clouds gathered.

On the day of Shi Mianmian's burial in her previous life, it was raining lightly, and Fu Shiyu, who was seriously injured, knelt in front of her grave with his waist upright.

Chu Yan asked behind him, "Who killed it?"

Fu Shiyu's face was as pale as paper, but a pair of black pupils shone coldly.

"On the moonlit night of the Autumn River, Xiao Shu's wind and water are cold."

When Chu Yan returned to the carriage, King Guangling was already there.

Holding the teacup, he brushed off the dust floating on it, and asked with deep meaning in his eyes, "Where did you go?"

Chu Yan didn't want to hide it, and said directly: "I met the third prince on the road and chatted for a while."

After taking a sip of the strong tea, King Guangling sighed leisurely, and said helplessly, "During the few months I was away, why did you get involved in the prince's faction?"

Chu Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

King Guangling said earnestly: "The court is unpredictable, and the battle for the throne involves the interests of the harem and the people behind it. The emperor has seen it for a long time. I hold the military power. If I want to keep the Chu family, I have to leave my hometown and go far away." Go to the border."

"You never liked these intrigues before, why now..."

He hesitated to speak for a long time before continuing: "This time, it is obvious that I am giving you a marriage, but the emperor actually intends to get rid of the leftist forces."

"Concubine Rong is favored. The left ministers have been doing evil all these years. The emperor has always turned a blind eye, but they have gone too far in embezzling official money."

King Guangling put the teacup on the table, and said with a complicated expression: "If you want to stand in the Sixth Prince's camp, you should get rid of this idea as soon as possible. After this birthday, the court may change."

Chu Yan didn't speak, recalling the night when the Guanyin statue was delivered.

Feng Yetang looked at the ordinary portrait of Avalokitesvara in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "There is nothing special about this portrait, will Father really like it?"

Chu Yan sat on the grand teacher's chair and said indifferently: "Your Highness will submit it at that time."

"By the way, while the emperor is happy, His Highness will also explain the affairs of the Yangzhou prefect."

Feng Yetang panicked, forced a smile and said, "What's the matter with the prefect of Yangzhou?"

Chu Yan glanced at him without emotion, his dark pupils seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, Feng Yetang flinched and avoided seeing him.

After a while, the aggressive gaze was retracted, and Chu Yan said coldly: "Even I know, the emperor must have noticed it already, why don't your highness take this opportunity to take the initiative to inform the Yangzhou prefect of the embezzlement of official money."

Feng Yetang said hesitantly: "The prefect of Yangzhou has too many influences. Without him, wouldn't I lose half of my help? Then how can I compete with them for the throne?"

Chu Yan's eyes were impatient, and he frowned and said, "Throwing away the pawn to save the car, this is the principle of the ages, Your Highness, don't lose the big because of the small."

Feng Yetang nodded absently.

Sure enough, from the very beginning, I shouldn't have made my mind on this idiot. Not only did it fail to block Feng Changxing, but it also made the emperor notice the Chu family. Otherwise, this time, I wouldn't come here secretly in the name of giving a marriage. Warn yourself not to go too far.

"Do you have a feud with the prince?"

King Guangling interrupted Chu Yan's trance.

Chu Yan was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Don't mention the old things."

King Guangling didn't force him to answer, but only said: "The crown prince seems to be gaining power again, our Chu family needs to avoid the limelight now, remember not to be too sharp."

Chu Yan hummed.

"However... in my opinion." King Guangling smiled heavily, "It's not so much that the crown prince regained power, but maybe he got a good military advisor."

Hearing the word military division, Chu Yan's expression tensed instantly, and his eyes were filled with frost.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but this time he lost to Fu Shiyu again, somewhere, it seemed like an endless loop.

He was full of reeds and scheming, but at the end, he realized that the man had already stood at the end, with a smile on his face, and deep ridicule and contempt hidden in his eyes.

King Guangling didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and said with a light smile: "Originally, you would be like me, and you were optimistic about the third prince. Sure enough, as a father, you are still old, and you can't even guess what your son is thinking."

He sighed leisurely, "I still like to stay at the border!"

"I rest on the territory, I step on the rivers and mountains, the strong wine blows my throat, and the cold wind bites my bones. When I open my eyes every day, I see either the wilderness or the Huns. I am far away from the court, and my mind is empty."

Chu Yan's brows relaxed, and he closed his eyes and leaned against the soft bed.

How could he not know the benefits of the border.

There was a bloody storm in front of his eyes, and the iron horse glacier in his dream. The man stood with his back against the setting sun, standing within reach of him, and said softly, "I'm back."

When he left the barracks, he left with one word, and when he came back from the battlefield, he came back with one word, his face was calm, but his eyes carried the confidence that he would definitely come back.

Later, when he fought against the Huns, he almost died every time, walking or lame, crawling or lifting, and the obsession to survive with all his strength, he thought, was exactly the return of this calm and breezy sentence.

Chu Yan suddenly recalled the night before his death in his previous life, the figure stood alone in the snow.

The only time he didn't say it.

Later I...

——Sure enough, I couldn’t go back.

A thick voice rang in my ear, "Why did you fall asleep?"

Chu Yan opened his eyes and saw King Guangling sitting opposite him, looking at him with a kind smile.

His cold eyes suddenly looked directly at King Guangling's mighty face, and he spoke seriously.

"After this incident is over, I will go to the border with you."

King Guangling was taken aback, and after realizing it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1920:07:17~2020-03-2012:00:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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