How to Survive As a Villain

Xiao Yu'an took care of the wound for a few days, and only after the pinch mark on his neck faded did he dare to walk around freely.

The next day he dealt with the government affairs, because he was worried that Yan Heqing would be secretly made things difficult for him again, Xiao Yu'an was half-hearted after reading the memorial, so he simply laid down his burden and went straight to Jingyang Palace.

Hongxiu hesitated to speak, but Xiao Yu'an turned a blind eye.

The age is coming to an end, and the time is faint.The cold wind accumulates, and the clouds are numerous.The snow fell one after another, and it was soft and floating, and the ground was white.The snow in the northern country seems to be falling endlessly.

Xiao Yu'an tightened his outer robe, patted the snowflakes off his shoulders, and reached out to knock on the door of Yan Heqing's wing.

Guard Yang who followed Xiao Yu'an wholeheartedly clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, I am waiting outside the door."

Xiao Yu'an refused: "It's too cold, you should go back."

Yang Liu'an insisted: "My minister doesn't feel cold."

Xiao Yu'an grabbed a ball of snow and stuffed it into Yang Liu'an's lapel: "Is it cold?"

Yang Liu'an shuddered: "...No, no, no, it's cold, it's not cold."

You are shivering and you are not cold!

Xiao Yu'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Go find a warm place to dry your clothes, and then come back after an hour."

Although Yang Liu'an still hesitated, but under Xiao Yu'an's insistence, he had to obey the order.

The north wind was howling, and the clothes were wet with snow. Guard Yang quietly found the small courtyard with willows in Jingyang Palace. Seeing no one around, he gently knocked on the door.

"Who?" A suspicious voice came from the room, and after a while, the door was opened.

Yang Liu'an looked at Xiao Fengyue who was ecstatic with joy in his eyes, and smiled heartily: "It's me."

"You, you, why are you soaked, come in quickly." Xiao Fengyue quickly pulled people into the house, heated a charcoal basin, put them in front of them, and found some dry clothes, "Take off the wet clothes quickly, and put them on me first." of."

"En." Yang Liu'an took off his coat and handed it to Xiao Fengyue.

"Take off the underwear too, it's all wet, be careful of the wind and cold." Xiao Fengyue said worriedly, her eyes were full of distress.

Yang Liu'an showed an imperceptible blush: "Underwear, just, you don't need it, it doesn't matter."

Xiao Fengyue suddenly understood what was coming, he lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen clearly, but his earlobe was already red, Xiao Fengyue stammered and said: "You, you change, I will go to the yard to sweep the snow, you just change."

"Don't, don't, it's too cold outside." Yang Liu'an stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Fengyue.

Xiao Fengyue said anxiously: "No, wearing wet clothes will catch the wind and cold."

Yang Liu'an clenched her hands tightly: "I'll change, I'll change, don't go out."

Saying that, Yang Liu'an quickly took off her inner clothes, and hastily changed into a set of dry clothes. Xiao Fengyue took the wet clothes and baked them on the charcoal fire: "Why are you here today? Don't you need to serve the emperor?"

Yang Liu'an replied: "The Emperor has come to Jingyang Palace to look for Yan Heqing."

When Xiao Fengyue heard this, she suddenly let out a long sigh.

Yang Liu'an couldn't bear it: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Fengyue explained: "Earlier, I heard some pretentious things, saying that the emperor has favored only one person recently, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the prince of Nanyan Kingdom."

Yang Liu'an nervously covered Xiao Fengyue's hand, and rubbed it carefully: "Are you homesick?"

Xiao Fengyue felt like a spring breeze in her heart, and smiled softly at Yang Liu'an: "Although Nanyan Kingdom is my homeland, I am alone and have nothing to think about, and now..."

Now lovesick to the bone, Linglong Hongdou, without you I can't feel at home.

Xiao Fengyue paused, and looked down at the sparkling charcoal basin.

Yang Liu'an didn't notice anything unusual, and asked persistently, "Then why are you sighing?"

Xiao Fengyue collected her thoughts, raised her head and replied: "Prince of Nanyan Kingdom, I am afraid that he is going to be the target of public criticism."

Yang Liu'an was puzzled: "Huh? Why?"

Xiao Fengyue spread out Yang Liu'an's wet clothes, baked them carefully, and replied: "It's never a happy event to be favored alone. In this Jingyang Palace, many of them are due to painstaking efforts, but also many of them are too clever to calculate. "

Xiao Yu'an was also worried about this question: "Is there anyone trying to harm you recently?"

Yan Heqing shook his head.

"Where is Hongxiu, have you moved?"

Yan Heqing shook his head.

"Where's the House of Internal Affairs? Where's Eunuch Zhao?"

Yan Heqing still shook his head.

Xiao Yu'an patted his chest and let out a long breath.

It seems that the villain's skills are cooling down.

Seeing Xiao Yu'an's appearance, Yan Heqing frowned in puzzlement: "Why do you help me? Although you are not a king, you can still use this status to call the wind and rain, and cover the sky with one hand, right?"

Xiao Yu'an raised his eyebrows.

Does Yan Heqing believe him?

But how dare I call the wind and call the rain, call the wind and call the rain, the male lead's knife can call over, call the call, this northern country is also gone, call what call!What are you calling for?

Xiao Yu'an smiled slightly: "There is no reason, I want to be friends with you."

Yan Heqing said, "Friend?"

Xiao Yu'an said: "When a man lives in the world, he should be a hero of the world."

Yan Heqing's eyes were alert, and he remained silent.

Xiao Yu'an didn't bother to tease him to talk, moved the small stool, approached the charcoal brazier, watched the howling snow outside the window, rubbed his hands and turned his palms, warming his body.

Yan Heqing looked at him, and suddenly said, "Are you... afraid of the cold?"

Xiao Yu'an was stunned at first, and then replied: "Huh? Yes. I was a southerner when I was alive, and I was afraid of the cold."

Yan Heqing asked again: "What was your name when you were alive?"

Xiao Yu'an ordered the water in the porcelain cup, and wrote his name stroke by stroke on the huanghuali round table.

Yan Heqing murmured: "Xiao, Yu, Ann."

"Well, when there is no one else, you can just call me by my name." Xiao Yu'an narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, the red light of the charcoal fire caressed his white face like porcelain, his bright eyes were kind and shadowy.

Yan Heqing looked a little unreal, looked at it for a long time, and agreed: "Okay."

An hour passed, and Yang Liuan's clothes were finally dry. After he put on his inner coat, Xiao Fengyue carefully put on his outer robe, fastened his belt, and tidied up his skirt.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Yang Liu'an looked away: "I'm going back to pick up the emperor."

Xiao Fengyue looked out of the window worriedly: "It's snowing so hard, why don't you take an umbrella?"

Yang Liu'an shook her head, got up and walked out the door: "No, I'm worried that someone will be suspicious."

Xiao Fengyue pursed her lower lip, but did not insist.

Just as Yang Liu'an opened the door, the wind and snow whizzed in, Xiao Fengyue suddenly remembered something, grabbed Yang Liu'an, took out a sachet from her arms, and handed it to him.

"This is?" Yang Liu'an took the sachet in surprise.

Xiao Fengyue said: "You can't take the umbrella, but you can always take the sachet that is hidden next to your body?"

Yang Liu'an rubbed her head, smiled happily but embarrassedly: "Well, thank you, I will definitely protect it."

Xiao Fengyue lowered her head: "Go quickly, don't make the emperor wait."

Yang Liu'an closed the door for Xiao Fengyue, carefully put the sachet into her underwear, wrapped her robe tightly and left in a hurry.

The wind was howling, the wind was cold, the snow covered the ears and blinded the eyes, the whole world was covered with silver, neither of them saw that there was a person secretly standing behind the willows in the small courtyard.

Qin Yu looked at the back of Yang Liu'an leaving in a hurry, then looked at Xiao Fengyue's tightly closed door, clicked his tongue a few times in amazement, and then smiled playfully, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.