After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Fu Shiyu frowned, looked at Feng Changxing who was standing aside, and said indifferently: "Do you know what happened before Your Majesty?"

Feng Changxing pondered for a moment, and said: "When General Yan had not yet unified the kingdoms, he was the prince of the enemy country, and later he surrendered to the Eastern Qin Dynasty. Until the faint king of the previous dynasty came to the throne, the court was in turmoil, and he took advantage of the chaos to secretly prepare for an uprising. Rebellion."

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, that's all I know."

Fu Shiyu hummed, and looked at Emperor Sui Qing who was sitting on the dragon couch, "Then, since His Majesty has something to belong to, why did you marry the daughter of Duke Xian?"

Emperor Sui Qing's expression was dull, and murderous intent appeared in his cloudy eyes, "She killed Nan Yao."

Fu Shiyu's eyes were startled, the former empress heard that she was burned to death, if according to what Emperor Sui Qing said, then the person who set the fire back then...

"Nonsense!" Feng Changxing said with a gloomy face, "My mother was just a boudoir back then, how could she have such a great ability to set fire to the palace?"

Emperor Sui Qing murmured, "It's her."

"...I saw it with my own eyes."

These few words seemed to instantly break down the fortress that Feng Changxing had built in his heart. He still stubbornly refused to believe it, staring at Emperor Sui Qing, just about to speak.

But Fu Shiyu suddenly covered the back of his hand, and said softly: "Since you don't want to hear it, why bother arguing."

"Continuing to ask questions will only increase your worries."

The cold palm seemed to extinguish the anger in his chest through the back of his hand. Feng Changxing nodded with a dazed expression, and did not continue to speak.

Fu Shiyu withdrew his hand, continued to look at Emperor Sui Qing and asked, "Why was Your Majesty in the palace back then?"

"..." Emperor Sui Qing suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Fu Shiyu looked at him with a subtle expression, and vaguely guessed a staggering possibility in his mind.

Didn't Emperor Sui Qing give a cuckold to that stupid emperor of the previous dynasty? ? ?

After thinking about it, Fu Shiyu still didn't ask this topic. After all, the crown prince was still here, so he simply changed the subject, "Then how did your majesty see the queen set the fire?"

Emperor Sui Qing still didn't speak. Fu Shiyu pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "Your Majesty didn't see the queen arson, but saw the queen come out of the burning hall, did you?"

This time Emperor Sui Qing finally nodded dully.

Fu Shiyu can probably sort out the messy entanglement between Emperor Sui Qing and the abolished empress.

When Empress Nanyao was buried in a sea of ​​flames, Emperor Sui Qing saw Empress Dowager appearing nearby with his own eyes. Falling into his trap, he finally destroyed Feng Changxing's powerful and intricate mother clan in one fell swoop, forcing the abolished queen to commit suicide in the cold palace.

This is somewhat different from what Feng Changxing said, that Emperor Sui Qing used his simple temperament to abolish the empress for the sake of power, but this is obviously a version closer to the truth.

only……

Fu Shiyu glanced at Feng Changxing, "Is the empress having a feud with the former empress?"

Feng Changxing shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

Fu Shiyu also expected that he would not know. After all, when these things happened, he was not born yet, and besides, the abolished queen would not mention the previous court on weekdays.

He turned his mind back to Emperor Sui Qing, and asked, "What kind of festivities did the Empress have with Empress Nanyao before?"

After all, there must be some kind of grievance that no one else knows about allowing a young lady who is waiting for her husband to do such a thing of murder and arson.

But Emperor Sui Qing shook his head and said, "They have a very good relationship."

"Mr. Chen also sent her distant cousin, whom she always loved, into the palace to serve as a maid for the princess."

"Princess?!" Fu Shiyu's heart was shocked. He knew that Chen was referring to the abandoned empress, but the princess...

He turned his head, looked at Feng Changxing behind him, and saw that he was as surprised as he was, and it was obviously the first time he knew about this.

After all, in the records about the previous dynasty, it was only mentioned that Empress Nanyao gave birth to a little prince five years after marrying Hunjun, but no one knew that Empress Nanyao also gave birth to a princess back then.

Fu Shiyu said solemnly: "Your Majesty, is this princess born to Empress Nanyao?"

"Yes." Although Emperor Sui Qing was not clear-headed, he spoke quite neatly, and said slowly, "Difficult labor."

"I cried and laughed when I was born, but I didn't realize I was a fool until after my second birthday."

Fool?

Fu Shiyu's heart gradually sank, isn't that wrong?

"Did they all die in the fire?" he asked.

Emperor Sui Qing paused before saying hoarsely: "Dead."

"They're all dead, burned to death."

"The princess was born when Empress Nanyao entered the palace?"

"First year."

Fu Shiyu thought silently, that should be the eldest princess.

He suddenly said without beginning or end, "Does Your Majesty still remember the name of that princess back then?"

"Remember." Emperor Sui Qing's eyes were tinged with a kind smile, "Danxia wears emerald green, white bird wears Qinglan, and the small one takes the word "Lan."

"There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. The big one took the word jade."

"Fengyu, Fenglan..." Fu Shiyu whispered.

Feng Changxing saw that there was a bit of sadness in his brows and eyes, and tentatively said: "Teacher, why don't you arrest Shen Yanting, and you can find out when you ask."

"..."

Fu Shiyu didn't know what came to mind, and quickly looked at Emperor Sui Qing who was sitting on the dragon couch, and asked eagerly, "Has Your Majesty ever seen a man named Shen Yanting?"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Sui Qing's expression twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes widened in horror, and ferocious veins burst out on his skinny neck. Before Fu Shiyu continued to ask, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled and he fainted.

Fu Shiyu hurriedly helped Emperor Sui Qing feel the pulse, but fortunately, he was only angry and bloody, so he caught his breath for a while, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, there are still a lot of questions that have not been answered by Emperor Sui Qing.

But why would a king with more than [-] people feel so afraid of Shen Yanting? Given their age, logically speaking, there shouldn't be any disputes...

and many more!

Fu Shiyu suddenly thought of a possibility that made his hair stand on end.

Perhaps what Emperor Sui Qing was afraid of was not Shen Yanting at all, but the name Shen Yanting?

Realizing this, Fu Shiyu's knees gave way and he almost fell to the ground powerlessly. Feng Changxing hurriedly put his arms around his waist and helped him up.

"Your Highness..." Fu Shiyu pushed him away, and suddenly realized: "Is Shen Yanting really Shen Yanting?"

Feng Changxing didn't understand, and stared at him puzzled.

A gloomy light flashed in Fu Shiyu's eyes, as if he was murmuring unconsciously: "Perhaps his identity was fake from the beginning."

"He is not the prince of the previous dynasty, nor is he a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty."

"Then who is he?" Feng Changxing asked strangely.

Fu Shiyu shook his head, there are really too many doubts about this person, and there is no way to find out, and what he cares most about is...

——Since he was not the prince of the previous dynasty, why did he insist on getting the throne of Daqing, and even pretended to be beside Chu Yan for many years in his previous life.

Fengyang City

"Split into two groups." Masked Chu Yan stood in the ruins and said in a deep voice, "Chongyang follow me to the tower."

He looked at Jin Lan who was dancing around the wooden warehouse not far away, "Go and deal with Manda."

"If you can't solve it, you can delay it."

Jin Lan was most annoyed by others saying that he was not good enough, so she said disdainfully: "Don't worry, I will bring the head of that bandit leader to see you."

Chu Yan didn't speak, just gave him a cold look, turned around, jumped up the eaves with light steps, and started flying towards the tower.

It was late at night, and the dark clouds covered the brilliance of the bright moon, and there were only a few sparse stars hanging on the sky.

The street was shrouded in darkness, Chu Yan and Chongyang were waiting in the ruins not far from the city wall, waiting for Jin Lan to make a noise, and they were waiting for the opportunity to move.

In less than half a stick of incense, there was an earth-shattering noise from the tall city tower, and then the roar of fighting and killing, as well as the clanging of swords and swords could be clearly heard in the ears.

Chu Yan, who had endured for a day, finally jumped into the night like a tiger ready to go. The Huns on the tower saw someone intruding, and before they had time to fight, Chu Yan backhanded his sword and landed on them neatly. A line of blood was drawn on the neck, and the bright red blood splashed all over the sky, staining Chu Yan's eyebrows and eyes, giving birth to a bit of bloodthirsty and ghostly evil.

He rushed straight up, surrounded by more and more Huns, Chu Yan's speed did not slow down, and he almost killed a life with a single strike. Reckless man, all the suppressed emotions during the day have turned into endless killings at this moment!kill!kill! ! !

Chu Yan fought a bloody path among the heavily surrounded Huns soldiers. His eyes were full of blood and rain, and the Rakshasa ghost was attached to his body. His armor was soaked in blood as if he had just been soaked in water. Two rows of red footprints were left on the bricks.

Surrounded by more than a dozen Xiongnu, Chongyang uttered a piercing cry that broke through the sky: "Your Majesty! Take advantage of this time!"

Chu Yan's eyes sank, and he stepped directly on the shoulder of the Xiongnu next to him, just about to fly up to the midair of the tower.

"stop!!!"

A hysterical shout sounded across the sky, and it actually overwhelmed the surrounding battlefield where the flames of beacons and smoldering flames were blazing.

Chu Yan raised his eyes, just in time to meet King Guangling's eyes that were red with anger.

Seeing his son come to rescue him, King Guangling didn't feel any joy on his face, instead he cursed furiously: "Get lost!"

"Go back now!"

Chu Yan's heart was twisted into a mess, and he didn't understand what King Guangling meant at all. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the tenseness on the blood-stained face. He seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head with a stiff neck.

"Woooooo-"

The moon wheel just showed its brilliance, and the icy brilliance sprinkled on the bound people not far away.

"Fight!" Hada stood behind them with joy, and casually pulled up a man's hair bun, and the big knife in his hand drew a dazzling bloodstain on his neck.

Chu Yan took a closer look and found that this man was actually the thin man who threw stones at King Guangling at first.He turned his eyes to the people kneeling on the ground next to him, and found that they were all the people that Hada let go today.

—they were caught again.

Hada just took advantage of their desire to survive and staged a realistic play in front of Chu Yan.

"Do you want to watch them die?" Hada asked him in a weird Central Plains dialect with a malicious expression on his face.

"Please, save us!"

"No, I don't want to die..."

"General, I still have a wife and children at home, please save us..."

Those people who had been frantically running for their lives during the day seemed to have a new look at this moment. Qi Qi kowtowed in front of Chu Yan, crying and begging for mercy.

Chu Yan stood expressionless. After a moment of silence, he suddenly bent down to pick up the longbow and feather arrows that the Huns had left at their feet.

Under everyone's gaze, his slender and beautiful fingers tightened the bowstring, and the sharp tip of the feathered arrow pointed at Hada who was looking arrogant.

Hada was taken aback, wondering whether this person didn't believe that he would do it, or... he didn't care about the lives of these people.

In order to prove his answer, Hada's blade just wanted to cut off the man's head.

But there was a piercing sound of '嗖' in the ear, and the arrow slid out a dazzling cold light in the night, and came straight to the face. Hada was so frightened that his face turned pale, and for a moment he didn't know whether to cut the person first or to kill him first. save yourself.

In a daze, the arrow grazed his arm and pierced fiercely through the chest of the man next to him.

This change directly made everyone's voices seem to be drowned in the deep sea, and the dead silence was a little scary. After reacting, the eyes of those people looking at Chu Yan suddenly showed a bit of timidity and anger.

Hada didn't understand the man's purpose, and stared at him warily.

Under the gaze of everyone who hadn't fully recovered from his fascination, Chu Yan turned to look at Chongyang not far away, and said very calmly: "No matter what the price is, the general must be rescued tonight."

"Then what about these common people?" Chongyang subconsciously said a few more words.

Chu Yan's voice was deep and deep, filled with coldness and ruthlessness.

"I said that."

He spoke very slowly, as if everyone present could hear him clearly.

"—Only save the general!"

As soon as the words fell, King Guangling on the city wall immediately struggled crazily, irrationally cursing: "You bastard!"

The author has something to say: there is another chapter around 9 o'clock.