After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Chu Yan, who had opened the curtain to go in, paused, turned around and looked at Chongyang who was standing not far away. He was smiling maliciously with a letter in his hand.

Chu Yan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Chongyang flew the letter through the air, and Chu Yan raised his arm to receive it.

An ugly and funny tortoise was drawn on the kraft paper seal, and the word "receive" was written on the bottom in delicate lowercase letters with hairpin flowers.

"..." Chu Yan vaguely guessed who wrote it, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he just wanted to throw it into the brazier next to him and burn it.

Chongyang hastily stopped, "Wait."

"You open it first and take a look."

Chu Yan was restless, and crumpled the letter in his palm. After a long silence, he opened it again, and took out a piece of paper with a few lines written on it.

——I'm going to marry Dr. Fu tomorrow!

The person who wrote the letter specially drew a circle on the word "Marriage", as if he was afraid that Chu Yan would not see it.

Chu Yan resisted the urge to tear up the letter and continued to read it.

——You must be pissed off now, I know you like Dr. Fu, but he will be my husband-in-law soon tomorrow!

——It is expected that you would not dare to snatch the marriage, so now Dr. Fu is mine, you just wait to regret it for the rest of your life.

——A turtle with a shrunken head, you are not good enough for Dr. Fu!

After Chu Yan read the letter word for word, he casually threw it into the brazier beside him.

Chongyang asked cheerfully on the opposite side: "Going?"

"..." Chu Yan didn't answer, the sculpted silhouette was flickered by the light of the fire, and a pair of black eyes embedded in the deep eye sockets flashed a subtle luster.

The light was too dim, and Chongyang couldn't see his expression clearly from a distance away. After a long time, he saw a straight beam of light in the groggy night, and the person standing there had already opened the curtain and entered.

Just after dawn, Chongyang, who hadn't slept all night, suddenly heard a rush of horseshoes at the side of the stable, and then saw a black horse galloping away vigorously and swiftly like lightning and wind.

Chongyang yawned sleepily, and laughed helplessly. After a long time, he also got on the brown horse next to him, and sighed: "Miss Liu's hard work is not in vain."

Chunqing hugged the dying Liu Ruying and knelt on the ground, her sleeves frantically wiped the blood on her face, and cried while wiping: "Miss, please, please!"

"Don't leave the servant alone, wake up, miss!"

The discussions of the people around were interspersed with the cries of spring love, noisy and chaotic, it was not clear who was crying and who was laughing, like a pot of boiling porridge, which was blown up by firewood.

The thoughts in Fu Shiyu's mind were all empty, and his body instinct drove him to slowly come down from the city wall, and the right hand hanging beside him kept trembling.

He murmured repeatedly in his heart.

—It is this hand.

——It was this hand that didn't catch it.

— Just a little bit, just a little bit.

He closed his eyes and avoided like a coward, not even daring to take a look at Liu Ruying who was lying in Chunqing's arms.

"Young Master Fu!" An angry roar pierced through everyone's voices, interrupting Fu Shiyu's emptiness unexpectedly.

He raised his head bluntly, and when he saw Chu Yan lying behind Chongyang not far away, his eyes finally recovered.

By the way, I can't panic yet.

All the emotions in Fu Shiyu's heart turned into the calmness when saving someone. He walked over quickly and said in a deep voice, "Send it to the hospital first."

"Yes." Chongyang ran all the way with the unconscious Chu Yan on his back, and Fu Shiyu quickly followed.

Seeing this, the onlookers stepped aside one after another to clear the way.

The two passed through the crowd one after the other, and hurried towards the direction of the medical hall.

Seeing that Fu Shiyu and the others had not returned for a long time, Chaoluo felt strange. As soon as he left the hospital, he saw Fu Shiyu in a big red wedding robe running from afar.

On the back of Chongyang was a man with blood and flesh on his back, looking intently at Zhao Luo, he found that the man was Chu Shizi who hadn't been seen these days.

Fu Shiyu supported the door frame, panting, "Go upstairs."

Chongyang didn't speak, just took a few steps up the stairs, Fu Shiyu looked at the door and stood at the door with a blank face, and said lightly: "You go to the south gate and bring Ruying back."

"..."

Chao Luo vaguely guessed what was going on, and before he could ask, he saw Fu Shiyu hurried up to the second floor.

As soon as Chongyang put Chu Yanping on the couch, Fu Shiyu stepped forward vigorously and ordered, "Brother Chongyang, go and boil some hot water first."

"Okay." Chongyang didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly stepped out of the room.

Sitting on the side of the couch, Fu Shiyu lifted Chu Yan's eyelids to look, and then checked his most seriously injured arm and knee.

Chongyang came in with a basin of steaming boiling water, and seeing Fu Shiyu carefully touching the bone in Chu Yan's elbow, he asked worriedly, "How is it?"

Fu Shiyu said solemnly, "I'm afraid it's broken."

Chongyang was puzzled, "What is fracture?"

Fu Shiyu explained what mood he was in now, he went downstairs to find a bunch of bottles and cans, and then found a few thin wooden boards, and told Chongyang to split them in half.

After finishing all this, he sat back on the couch again and helped Chu Yan treat the wound on his knee.

The skin of the knee has been scraped to pieces, and the white bones inside can be clearly seen, which is a bit oozing just by looking at it.

Fu Shiyu took the white wine next to him, and as soon as it was poured on the wound, Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, bounced up from the bed reflexively, his eyes glared angrily, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he groaned in pain.

Fu Shiyu was worried that he could not bear to bite his tongue, so he hurriedly stuffed the back of his hand into Chu Yan's mouth, taking the opportunity to continue pouring the remaining half bowl of wine on it.

The piercing pain surged from the soles of the feet to the top, and Chu Yan's eardrums buzzed. He felt something stuck in his mouth. Before he realized what it was, he subconsciously wanted to bite it down, but the light, as if But at this moment, the acrid smell of medicine flooded into the tip of his nose.

Chu Yan's mind cleared up for a moment, and the teeth that had been stuck in the flesh suddenly loosened.

Seeing that he didn't bite, Fu Shiyu frowned, clenched his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth again, and Chu Yan, who was delirious, spat it out again as if repelling it.

"Why don't you bite me." Chongyang stood behind them at some point, seeing that Chu Yan refused to bite Fu Shiyu's hand, he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, and put his hand to Chu Yan's mouth.

This time Chu Yan bit hard, showing no mercy, Chongyang screamed in pain, and almost squeezed out two tears.

Chongyang's tiger eyes widened, and he couldn't help cursing: "You should be gentle!"

Chu Yan, who was caught in the chaos, seemed to have lost all five senses, how could he hear his yelling, after about half a cup of tea, Chongyang noticed that the strength of the man's mouth was loose, and hurriedly pulled his hand out .

When he saw a few blood-oozing tooth cavities on the back of his hand, Chongyang wanted to cry but said without tears: "Young Master Fu, you might as well let him die of pain."

Fu Shiyu smiled and said nothing, he helped Chu Yan deal with the knee wound in an orderly manner, and then made a simple splint and fixed it on Chu Yan's arms.

The creases on Chu Yan's brows gradually smoothed out, and Fu Shiyu took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and temples.

"Master Fu, the prince is actually"

Chongyang hesitated to speak, wanted to say but was worried that he could not express clearly, after hesitating for a long time, he scratched the back of his head with a naive expression on his face, "I don't understand the relationship between you, but my son is very uncomfortable these days, I heard from the soldiers that he was drunk for several days in the camp."

"He's just stubborn, but he really cares about you."

Fu Shiyu paused for wiping his sweating hands, staring at Chu Yan's pale and ashen face, with a few traces of indescribable complexity floating in his eyes.

"As for Ms. Liu, we didn't expect her to be overwhelmed. My son was worried about something, so he specially sent a few soldiers to guard, but Ms. Liu still..."

Fu Shiyu put down the veil and said softly, "I understand."

"Don't worry, I won't blame him."

After saying that, he got up from the couch, "You wait here, call me when he wakes up, and I'll make the medicine."

"it is good."

When Fu Shiyu came down from the second floor, Chao Luo had already returned with Liu Ruying's body on her back. Her exposed eyes were red and swollen, and she must have cried.

Chunqing followed behind them in a daze, with lowered eyes, like a walking corpse without a soul.

If a person reaches the limit of grief, he can't actually cry. Chunqing is, and so is Fu Shiyu.

They all know that the other party should be the most painful person, but they can't say a word of comfort to each other.

Fu Shiyu looked at Chao Luo, and said slowly: "Let's put it down first..."

The next half of the sentence stuck in her throat, but Chunqing seemed to see his hesitation and struggle, and said the sentence without sadness or joy.

"Burn it."

These three words took all of her energy, and Chunqing leaned against the door exhaustedly, "I won't stop it."

Fu Shiyu hummed lightly, watching Chaoluo put Liu Ruying on the case, he finally mustered up the last courage, and looked up silently.

The blood and dust on Liu Ruying's face had been wiped dry, the fatal injury was on the back of her head, except for one or two slight scratches on her side cheeks, looking at it like this, it seemed that she had just fallen into a deep sleep.

She didn't know what she saw in the dream, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Fu Shiyu withdrew his gaze, this glance was very short, only a few breaths, but it seemed to be very long, so long that heaven and man were separated forever, and there was no possibility of seeing each other again in this life.

He sighed, "Find a good place first, and then bury her ashes."

Chunqing said expressionlessly: "You don't need to look for it, just the City Lord's Mansion."

Fu Shiyu knew what place she was talking about, and frowned slightly, "There..."

Chunqing seemed to know what he was going to say, and interrupted hoarsely: "Miss wants to be there."

"The magnolia tree was planted by the young lady and the city lord together, she likes it very much."

Seeing her insistence, Fu Shiyu didn't say anything, Chongyang suddenly shouted from the stairs: "Young Master Fu, Your Majesty is awake."

Fu Shiyu said hello, remembering that the medicine was still boiling in the kitchen, he put it in a porcelain bowl and brought it upstairs together.

Seeing him coming in, Chongyang sneaked out with discernment, and closed the door for them thoughtfully.

Fu Shiyu closed the doors and windows, and sat by the couch with a low stool.

Chu Yan's lips were chapped, his mind was not completely clear, and he opened his eyes vacantly. When his eyes met Fu Shiyu's face, the misty look in his pupils suddenly dissipated, and he turned his face away very upset.

Fu Shiyu thought that this person was making trouble again, and just wanted to coax him with some gentle words.

"I... didn't know she wanted to die."

His voice was thick and hoarse, as if the tone had been polished with layers of sandpaper, and he could faintly hear the weakness of the churning of breath.

Fu Shiyu's heart trembled suddenly. He originally thought that this person would say another sarcasm, or have a sarcastic word in his mouth, or simply keep a sulky face and say nothing, but no matter what, he never expected that what he finally uttered was this sentence Brief, as if with a hint of humble explanation.

When he thought of Chongyang's words, his eyes couldn't help but feel sour.

All rationality collapsed as soon as these words were uttered. Obviously, he could use countless words to deny or ignore all the things this person had done for himself, but Fu Shiyu felt powerless now. He looked at the high wall A corner collapsed, watching a fork in the avenue leading straight ahead, watching all the things he expected, all happened in front of his eyes.

This moody, vicious and ruthless elder son finally broke all his plans for the future and became an accident that was unavoidable and inescapable in his life.

He can't predict whether this accident is a blessing or a misfortune, but in the end, he has truly lost to his heart, and the price is the default that Chu Yan will approach his closed world little by little, and then Fu Shiyu will come to him. All the indelible traces are carved in the limbs and bones.

Fu Shiyu stood up, put two square pillows on Chu Yan's upper body, then took the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of dark brown medicine juice, and handed it to Chu Yan's lips.

"I'll do it myself." Chu Yan wanted to sit down and take it over, only to belatedly realize that his arm was completely useless.

Fu Shiyu said lightly, "I'll do it."

"The bone in your arm is injured, it's best not to move around for two months."

Chu Yan looked down at the cold medicinal soup in the porcelain spoon, and drank it silently.

The two fed one, and the other drank, and neither of them spoke again. Fu Shiyu saw that the medicine bowl had bottomed out, so he pulled out the pillow for Chu Yan again, and said firmly, "Go to sleep."

Chu Yan looked at his back as he was about to go out, pouted the corners of his lips, and wanted to say something, but when he saw Fu Shiyu stepped out the door without looking back, he felt dull and irritable in his heart. There has never been a moment like this in two lifetimes So aggrieved.

Just about to close your eyes and sleep for a while, the corner of your eye suddenly flicked to the position near the wrist, a jade white ribbon mixed with cloth strips was tied with a neat concentric knot on both sides, and it was tied like a chunky wooden stake The arm on the arm is extremely dazzling, and it looks funny and ridiculous.

After Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, his thin lips raised an inconspicuous small arc, which involuntarily rose slightly.

"—Since I can't let it go, I'll grab it back." He murmured softly.

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