How to Survive As a Villain

Xiao Yu'an folded his hands and pillowed his head, lying on the window sill, and shouted with a smile: "Fengyue, it's time to eat."

Xiao Fengyue raised her head and looked out of the window: "Master? I know, let's go now."

"Hasn't Liu An returned yet when he went out to buy things this time?" Xiao Yu'an asked.

"Go back to my lord, Liu An, he came back in the afternoon, and he may be taking inventory of the goods now." Xiao Fengyue said.

Xiao Yu'an called out, and said with a smile: "I'll call Chungui." Then he walked to the east wing.

Xiao Fengyue put down the ledger in her hand, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

I thought that the emperor was favored by tens of thousands of people since he was a child, and he wanted the wind and the rain. Now that he is running away in desperation, he must be arrogant and look down on the world. I didn't expect him to be easy-going and adapt very quickly. Really It starts from the end of Qingping and ends in the grass.

What is puzzling is that after the emperor came here, he declared that he wanted to change his name. Xiao Fengyue and Yang Liu'an also understood, after all, they were the kings of the previous dynasty. Cleared up.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that the emperor not only changed his name, but also didn't even want his surname. He kept saying that his surname was Xiao Yu'an.

Yang Liu'an and Xiao Fengyue felt puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions. Anyway, no matter whether they changed their names or not, they would always call them Xiaozhu, so they wouldn't be uncomfortable.

Xiao Fengyue made up her mind, got up and walked towards the main hall. When passing by the yard, she saw a person washing his face and hands in the juicy water from a distance. The crystal clear water droplets shook out the bright sunlight and slid down the side face of the person, staining his face. His front was dark, and when he heard footsteps, Yang Liu'an turned his head to look over, and saw that it was Xiao Fengyue, with an undisguised smile on his brows and eyes: "Ah Yue!"

Xiao Fengyue listened to the wanton and magnanimous Ah Yue, and felt the warm sunshine hitting the softest part of her heart. He walked up to Yang Liuan in a few steps, and wiped Yang Liuan's face with one hand Drops of water on the top: "Did you just finish ordering?"

Yang Liu'an let Xiao Fengyue wipe the water for herself, nodded and said: "Well, I met a messenger just after returning to the mansion, and he gave me a letter from Xishu Kingdom to the young master."

"It should be a letter from the princess, give it to the young master when you are having dinner." Xiao Fengyue raised a warm smile.

Yang Liu'an nodded: "Okay, let's go to the dining room quickly, the third aunt is calling for dinner, so hurry up."

"Hey." Xiao Fengyue kept smiling, supported Yang Liu'an's shoulders with both hands, raised her head, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Yang Liu'an hugged Xiao Fengyue's waist with one hand with a natural expression, closed his eyes and kissed the cool lips, and after a moment of tenderness with him, he separated.

After the kiss, the two walked towards the dining room while chatting about homework, when they suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground from the east wing, the two stopped and looked at each other in unison.

"Want to take a look?" Yang Liu'an asked hesitantly.

Xiao Fengyue thought for a while, shook her head and said: "Don't go, the little master was dealing with it before, we go, I'm afraid it will only add to the chaos."

Yang Liu'an glanced sideways at the location of the East Wing, sighed silently, and nodded.

At this moment in the East Wing, Xiao Yu'an bent down to pick up the inkstone dropped by Xie Chungui, and gently placed it on the table.

Xie Chungui's hands were full of ink marks, and he was writing something at his desk. There were dozens of rice papers in front of him in a mess, and each rice paper was filled with names. Li Wuding's name was the first on the first line, and after that, it was the one Xie Chungui could remember. The names of all the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom, with the words Beiguo densely written on the back of the names, are clearly in correct handwriting, but no matter how you look at them, they are all showing their teeth and claws, with green faces and fangs, showing their fierce looks.

"Chungui, Chungui." Xiao Yu'an put the inkstone away, reached out and pressed Xie Chungui's writing hand, "It's time to eat, it's time for dinner."

Xiao Yu'an repeated it over and over again tirelessly, Xie Chungui finally stopped, looked up at Xiao Yu'an, showing the ignorant look that only eight or nine-year-old children have.

Xiao Yu'an pulled him out of the wing, walked to the small courtyard, fetched him a basin of clean water, and washed his hands.

Although Xie Chungui saved his life, his sanity was no longer clear. He was sometimes irritable and sometimes depressed, but most of the time he was like a child, seemingly innocent and carefree.

Xiao Yu'an once commissioned someone to go to the north to inquire about the whereabouts of Xie's family, but the news he got was heartbreaking: on the day when the Northern Kingdom was destroyed, the entire Xie family hanged themselves in the mansion.

"Brother Xiao, brother Xiao, what's delicious for dinner?" Xie Chungui asked Xiao Yu'an with blinking eyes.

"Hmm..." Xiao Yu'an pretended to be depressed, then raised his head and said with a smile, "I see that Aunt San made clear stewed old duck soup."

"Wow! I like this one the most!" Xie Chungui cheered, without wiping his hands, he hurriedly ran to the main hall.

Xiao Yu'an groaned a few times behind him, didn't stop him, shrugged helplessly, poured out the ink-stained water in the basin, and walked to the main hall.

In the main hall, Yang Liu'an and Xiao Fengyue sat at the table without moving their chopsticks, obviously waiting for him, Xie Chungui was having a good time with a bowl of duck soup.

When they first came to Taoyuan Village a year ago, Yang Liu'an and Xiao Fengyue planned to share the table with Xiao Yu'an. The two of them always cared about their status, and wanted to support Xiao Yu'an in everything. Xiao Yu'an corrected it many times before slowly correcting it .

"Little master." Seeing Xiao Yu'an sitting down at the dining table, Yang Liu'an handed over a letter.

"Huh? What is this?" Xiao Yu'an took it in doubt.

"A letter from the Western Shu Kingdom."

"Western Shu Kingdom?" Xiao Yu'an was slightly surprised, opened it and looked at it for a few times, and almost stood up in shock.

"What's wrong, little master?" Xiao Fengyue and Yang Liu'an were puzzled.

Xiao Yu'an received the letter, calmed down, and said: "Ning'er and Xiao Pingyang are married, and I was invited to attend the wedding in the imperial city of the Western Shu Kingdom."