How to Survive As a Villain

In order to wash off the blood stains on his body, Xiao Yu'an soaked himself for almost an hour, and then he suppressed all his emotions to the bottom of his heart, calmed down completely, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the bedroom.

As a result, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.

Just as Xiao Yu'an stood firm, a maid hurriedly came to report: "Master Xiao, Mr. Xiao is not well, Mr. Xie ran out of the palace by himself."

This morning, after Xie Chun woke up, he suddenly started muttering about Xie's family to himself, and then desperately wanted to leave the palace. The guards guarding the gate of the imperial city wouldn't let him go. He was just like a child, sitting on the ground and clapping Crying loudly, the guard saw that he was a fool, and wanted to report to his superiors before making plans, but he didn't pay attention and let Xie Chungui escape over the wall!

"You guards are too casual!" Xiao Yu'an was angry and funny, "Although Xie Chungui is very skilled, he can't stop even one person."

"Young Master Xiao, that's because the emperor has warned you not to hurt the two of you, and you have to obey everything!" The maid said, "Young Master Xiao, what do you think we should do?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "Don't worry, I should know where he is."

Xie Chungui was walking down the street in a daze, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. Today's meal, the maid brought a plate of delicate and delicious dishes, and said to him with a smile: "Mr. Xie, this dish is unique to our Nanyan country. Yes, give it a try."

Suddenly, a sense of depression surged into Xie Chungui's heart, blood slowly overflowed from the food in front of his eyes, staining the entire wooden table terribly red, Xie Chungui overturned the table violently, stood up in a panic and looked up. Go, the sky and the earth turned into a big net that was as impregnable as gold, and it was pressed down on him. The words "Nanyan Kingdom" kept echoing in Xie Chungui's ears, like a vicious curse, Xie Chungui couldn't bear it, covered his ears, and ran out desperately.

When I came back to my senses, it was already on the streets of the imperial city.

There are bustling crowds of people walking shoulder to shoulder, yelling, hawking and bargaining mixed together, a scene of prosperity and harmony, there are small stalls cooking noodles and wontons on the side of the road. In this city, the tragic scene of breaking the country three years ago seems to have been swallowed by the people along with the aroma of wontons.

Xie Chunguimu stood there in a daze, thinking: Where is this?And what is he going to do?

By the way, his name is Xie Chungui, but where is this?

Xie Chungui looked left and right, and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of memories from the corners of this street. It was also this bluestone slab, and it was also that corner alley.

Here, it seems like his original home, like his country.

Intense familiarity slowly poured into Xie Chungui's mind, and accompanied by inexplicable joy, Xie Chungui refused to let go of every corner to identify the ground bit by bit.

Isn't that shop selling his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

Isn't that open space the place where he played when he was a child?

Isn't that yelling the accent he used to hear when he was young?

Here is his country!It is his home!

Xie Chungui suddenly became excited, and ran to a familiar place based on his memory. He ran rampant in the street and bumped into someone without any accident.

The man groaned, stood up and was about to blame him, but when his eyes fell on Xie Chungui's face, he lost his mind in astonishment, pointed at Xie Chungui with trembling fingers, and couldn't say a word for a long time: "Your son of the Xie family? You, you , why do you, we, all, thought you died in battle, you, you, you..."

Xie Jiayaoer?

Hearing these four words, Xie Chungui suddenly remembered the reason why he desperately wanted to follow when he heard that Xiao Yu'an was going north.

By the way, he wants to go home and have a look!

The man pulled Xie Chungui, and said with emotion: "It's good to be alive, at least the Xie family has not lost the incense, what about the Xie family, you are in such a hurry, do you want to go back to worship?"

Hearing the man's words, Xie Chungui repeated inexplicably: "...worship?"

"Yeah, on the day when the country died, more than 20 members of your Xie family died collectively. Your house is full of blood and resentment. Although it is located in the imperial city, no one has dared to move it. It is so empty. It's been three years! Speaking of which, where have you been for the past three years when the Southern Yan Kingdom destroyed the Northern Kingdom?"

The Southern Yan Kingdom destroyed the Northern Kingdom?

Destroy the North Kingdom?

destruction?

Suddenly, a thousand iron files were ruthlessly twisted into Xie Chungui's body, grinding his head and limbs mercilessly. The pain made him feel like he was being tortured. Something was repeatedly torn in the depths of his memory, ready to come out.