The Second Generation Ancestor Is Always Charming People's Hearts [Rebirth]

Yan Qianxu and Zhao Qian grew up wearing a pair of trousers.

When Yan Qianxu was five years old, Zhao Qian’s little friend was weak and weak, and looked like a bully. The arrogant bully Yan Qianxu led his followers to bully Zhao Qian two or three times, then he felt bored and turned to bullying others. So, this Zhao Qian followed Yan Qianxu, from the rearmost position, crawled to the side, and then achieved the achievement of more than ten years of friendship.

Zhao Qian is an increasingly important existence to Yan Qianxu. Although it was insignificant at first, after getting to know Zhao Qian well, he couldn't leave him at all. Yan Qianxu always made troubles out of his temper, Without Zhao Qian, he always helped to deal with the aftermath, and he didn't know how many people he offended.

From cheating on exams to visiting brothels, Zhao Qian helped cover up everything.

Such a good friend, Yan Qianxu naturally and purely accepted him as a close friend, he was raised without any scheming and city government, good is good, evil is evil, like is like, so Zhao Qian is his good friend, Yan Qianxu Just tell him everything, whether it's the dislike for elder brother Yan Qianming or the contempt for younger brother Yan Qianlu, there is no secret.

He was like a spoiled young master, arrogant and unsuspecting, so he ended up like this, and felt the pain and fear of being deceived by the evildoers.

But... why is it him? !

Why not someone else?

"Why me?" So the collapsed Yan Qianxu asked Zhao Qian who was pressing on him every step of the way.

Zhao Qian reached out and wiped the blood on his forehead, walked to Yan Qianxu until he could smell the light fragrance of Yan Qianxu, then hugged the fragile Yan Qianxu who was covering his face, reached out and patted Yan Qianxu. Qian Xu's back, as if coaxing a child, said: "It's all my fault, it's my fault."

Yan Qianxu couldn't listen. He moved his trembling hands away from his face full of tears, and tightly pinched Zhao Qian's skirt: "Why is everyone talking about me? I'm a victim, I'm drunk! I I haven't been entered by anyone, I'm not a male whore!"

"Those bastards are afraid that they will also be involved in this scandal, so they put all the blame on you, Axu. Of course, I know it's not your fault. Axu is not at fault, and Axu is also very clean. Only I touched it. But, I’m the only one going in, you’re the only one…” Zhao Qian laughed, gentle and elegant, people who didn’t know thought he was talking about Qingfengmingyue.

"No! You didn't either! I don't know!" Yan Qianxu denied it, but he knew that denial meant nothing. Many people, especially Dad, probably saw Zhao Qian withdraw from his body with his own eyes. So clear.

"Furthermore, a few people died yesterday, namely, the eldest son of the governor and the two sons of the scholar's family. They are all counted on your head, Axu." The facts were placed in front of Yan Qianxu, watching Yan Qianxu's bewitching eyes gradually lose their spirit, the bigger the smile, "But it doesn't matter, Axu, I will take you away, I packed everything, the carriage You are also waiting outside, you come with me, I, Zhao Qian, will treat you well in this life, or I will die!"

In this world, fame and festivals are too important. When you live, you live, and when you die, you die.

Yan Qianxu was afraid of death, so he couldn't do those things that he committed suicide after being humiliated to prove his innocence or shame. He didn't dare to run away, but he wanted to understand something. Zhao Qian, who was half a head taller than him, opened and closed his pale lips slightly. His voice was soft but cold: "Zhao Qian, what do I want you to do in this life? I want you to die, okay?"

"Okay, you stay with me, and I will die." Zhao Qian pulled out a dagger from his waist, and he handed the dagger directly to Yan Qianxu, then pinched Yan Qianxu's hand and stabbed himself, the dagger stabbed Put it into the clothes, insert it a little above the chest, and quickly faint a large blood flower...

This process happened so quickly, almost before Yan Qianxu could react, a few drops of blood splashed on his face...

Yan Qianxu immediately let go of her hand, and pushed Zhao Qian away: "You madman, it's not enough for you to hurt me once, do you want to come again?"

"I didn't...I didn't hurt you, I like you." Zhao Qian said helplessly and sincerely, spreading his hands.

"I hate you." Yan Qianxu smiled bitterly while wiping away tears, and said, "I won't go with you even if I die, get out!"

But Zhao Qian didn't leave. Zhao Qian was discovered by Prime Minister Yan and led someone to blow him out. By the way, someone broke an arm, and then sent him back to Mr. Zhao's house.

During the period, Yan Qianxu met his father, and he wished he could find a hole to bury himself. Thinking of what his father had said in the secret conversation with his elder brother, he felt cold again, but when Yan Xiang talked to him, it seemed that he was not as good as before. So cold, his father was full of tears, an old man who had no choice but to grieve, hugged Yan Qianxu and said, "Xu'er, don't worry, Daddy will avenge you! Take it easy, go to the summer resort in Pengcheng to relax, When the time is right, Daddy will call you back again, be good."

Yan Qianxu believed it, nodded again and again, and left Jindu in a carriage that night with an old servant. The turbulent journey along the way was stopped by a group of robbers halfway before they were ten miles outside the city. With a photo on Qianxu's head, he was taken away.

Yan Qianxu couldn't even utter a frightened sound, and was moved around like an animal, and when he finally reached his destination, he was thrown to the ground again. As soon as he fell, he could hear the sound of his bones breaking: "Ah!" He cried out in pain.

Unexpectedly, the robber who carried him was talking nonsense: "Fuck, after all, he is the second son of Yan who became famous overnight, and the sound of his voice hurts my bones."

"You, what are you going to do?! I am the son of Prime Minister Yan! I..."

"We know." The robber smiled, and without taking off the black hood on his head, he tied a straw rope around his neck. □, young master, when you get down there, reincarnate well, don’t blame us, if you want to blame, blame yourself... Tsk, it’s a pity that this tender flesh can squeeze out water."

Yan Qianxu couldn't answer anymore, he could only hear, but couldn't see, couldn't speak, he was hung up all of a sudden, his chest began to suffocate, the pain was so bad that he didn't even have the strength to struggle, his eyes were pitch black, All of a sudden, I seemed to be able to hear someone breaking in and saying, 'Damn it!Who told you to do it! '.

The speaker's voice was very familiar, but he couldn't distinguish it clearly. Yan Qianxu couldn't think, as if he was drowning. Countless sea water poured into it, freezing him, as cold as a corpse...

Yan corpse.

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"Second Master, Second Master, wake up quickly, Master Xiang said that the young master will be back soon, you are always lying down like this, are you not going to prepare?" The maid Xiaotao pushed the book on her face with a smile, and fell asleep. Second Master Yan who was in the yard said, "Second Master, it's true, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wang have sent people to remind you three or four times, saying that they are going to ride a horse at the racecourse. Don't you always want to learn, Second Master? Get up soon. !"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Qianxu, who had been pushed by Xiaotao for a few hours, sat up suddenly, the book fell from her face and landed on the ground, gasping for breath, pushing Xiaotao away as if she was overly frightened, her eyes were dark , full of fear and fear.

Miss Xiaotao was pushed and sat on the ground, and said, "Second Master... what's wrong with you?"

Miss Xiaotao looked up, and saw the boy sitting on the rattan chair looking at his hands in a daze, and then looked at the bright sunshine, letting the sunshine make two lines of tears roll out of his eyes.

"Second Master?" Miss Xiao Tao stood up cautiously.

Second Young Master Yan turned his head, blinked, and asked blankly, "Xiao Tao, tell me, what day is today?"