The villain becomes a heartthrob after being reborn

The entire gate of Nanyue City was blocked, allowing people to enter and not to leave. Zhao Si led people to investigate from house to house.

They did not spread the news of Zhao Yueyao's disappearance, fearing that the robbers would jump over the wall in a hurry.It is only said that the palace has lost the treasure, if the thief is willing to return the treasure, the palace will never hold it accountable.

Zhou Qishi's back was tense, and he also led people to search the entire teahouse. From top to bottom, every inch of land was searched, but nothing was found.

He hated himself for being small and powerless, and his worries about Zhao Yueyao reached their peak.

"Brother Zhou, my younger brother heard someone talking about the little prince in the tavern."

"They are expensively dressed, and they don't look like the usual guests in the tavern. They brought good wine to drink, and celebrated something while drinking."

Alarm bells rang in Zhou Qishi's mind, and his eyelids twitched a few times: "Fengyun, take me right now!"

When they arrived, the members of the aristocratic families headed by the Luo family were still drinking at the table.

Zhou Qishi led people to surround them.

"What are you doing? Do you have eyes? Do you know who we are?"

"That's right, Brother Luo, ignore them, let's continue drinking."

"Today is worth celebrating, yes, another drink!"

Zhou Qishi walked in, smelled a very faint sweet fragrance, stepped forward and smashed the wine jar on the table to pieces, and he, who was always smiling, looked gloomy at this moment: "You guys, did you take the little prince away? where?"

Hearing Zhou Qishi's questioning, several people suddenly sobered up and tried to calm down: "I don't know what you are talking about, is the little prince lost? We have been drinking and don't know anything."

"You dare to wrong our Luo family at will, you are not afraid to be punished!"

Zhou Qishi drew out his long sword, and the cold light dazzled the eyes of several people.In an instant, a finger fell to the ground.

"Ah, it hurts so much!"

The aristocratic son of the Luo family clutched his bleeding right hand, knelt on the ground with weak legs, completely sober from alcohol, and looked at Zhou Qishi with horror in his eyes: "You, don't come here."

Zhou Qishi was as cold as ice: "If you don't tell me, your head will fall off next time."

Having never faced such a cruel and bloody scene, one of them stared wide-eyed and lost control of himself.He was afraid that he would be the next one, so he begged for mercy and told everything: "We didn't do anything to the little prince, but locked him in a hut and didn't do anything!"

Zhao Yueyao curled up, unconscious.After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light appeared in front of my eyes, and I was drawn into a warm embrace.

"Yaoyao, I finally found you."

Zhou Qishi's voice was gentle like never before, and also filled with the excitement of regaining what was lost.

Zhao Yueyao weakly embraced Zhou Qishi's neck, and said softly, "I'm so tired, I want to go home."

Zhou Qishi closed his eyes tightly, ordered someone to bring a cloak to wrap Zhao Yueyao around, and took the person in his arms to the carriage.

"Zhou Qishi, when I opened the curtain, I couldn't breathe."

Zhao Yueyao had difficulty breathing, and was a little afraid of the small and confined space.

Zhou Qishi did so, fearing that the wind blowing from the carriage would make the person in his arms cold, so he pulled up the cloak.

Zhao Yueyao shook his head: "No, that's fine."

Back at the palace, the old prince and princess wept with joy, Luo Lin said to Zhou Qishi for the first time, "Take good care of him, I'll go first. I will not let anyone who hurt Yao'er be spared!"

Seeing Zhao Yueyao, who fell into a deep sleep, drank the tranquilizer, and still frowned, Zhou Qishi did not look up: "I will guard him tonight, Doctor Chen said that the little prince might not sleep well."

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yueyao had a nightmare.His face was full of tears and his breathing was short of breath.Woke up by Zhou Qi and held him in his arms: "Wake up, Yaoyao. You are just dreaming, don't be afraid, be good."

Zhao Yueyao woke up from the impenetrable darkness and despair, with a crying voice: "Light up the lights, Zhou Qishi, let Liuzhi and the others light all the candles in the room."

For two days in a row, the windows in Zhao Yueyao's room were not closed, the candles burned all night, and he never went out.

On the third night, I was still awakened by the nightmare.Zhao Yueyao had a pointed chin and exquisite eyebrows.As if washed by water, it is surrounded by brocade quilts, as if made of jade, transparent and fragile.

With a few drops of blood splashed on Zhou Qishi's face, and the cold wind wrapped around his body, he put on clothes for Zhao Yueyao: "I'll take you out."

Zhao Yueyao's voice was muffled: "No, I don't want to go out."

Zhou Qishi: "Are you planning to stay in the room for the rest of your life?"

Zhao Yueyao was suddenly a little angry: "Yes, I can stay wherever I want."

Zhou Qishi: "Then do you want to know who arrested you?"

Zhao Yueyao gritted his teeth: "Who is it?"

Zhou Qishi: "The sons of the aristocratic families headed by the Luo family are currently locked in the dungeon. Their father is putting pressure on the prince."

"Being a villain, shameless!"

Zhao Yueyao has always been able to suffer, and he must avenge any grudge: "Okay, bring me those people in the dungeon. Tell their fathers that if they want a son, they have to kneel down and apologize."

Zhou Qishi was a little puzzled: "I thought you would have someone kill those boys. Wouldn't it be too easy to just apologize?"

Zhao Yueyao said indifferently: "A man has gold under his knees. These old things are old and used to being superior. Maybe they still feel that they have been wronged."

The few people in the dungeon were tortured severely. When they saw their relatives sitting next to them, they shouted excitedly: "Father, you must save me!"

"I don't want to stay here, I was wrong!"

Several people are deeply doted on at home, and they have never suffered such a crime.Their father suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said to Zhao Yueyao who was sitting above: "My little prince, it's because we have no way to teach our children, please forgive them."

Zhao Yueyao nodded: "Since you didn't teach your son well, and you don't want them to suffer. Then you have to work harder yourself, kneel down and apologize to me until I feel better."

"The little prince is joking, our hair has turned gray at our age, and we don't even have to kneel down when we meet the prince."

Zhao Yueyao: "Then there is no other way, I have to ask some young masters to live in the dungeon for a few more months."

Those few people cried to their father and mother: "Father, I beg you, my son, please apologize to the little prince for me, I don't want to go into the dungeon again!"

"My son would rather die than be tortured again!"

Luo Ding'an looked at his disappointing youngest son, and remembered his wife's tears and mother's exhortations before he left: "Forget it, I gave birth to a debt collector like you!"