Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"Our daughter has always been like this."

Inside the room, the charcoal fire in the charcoal stove was burning red, and the incense burner was burning with rich incense.

The whole house is filled with warmth, which is a world of difference compared to the freezing cold outside.

Chu Ce casually wore a black cloak, revealing a little of his muscular chest. If it weren't for his extremely bad complexion, the picture would have been very seductive. His whole body gave off the air of a sweet dream being disturbed, and there was a hint of annoyance in his tone.

His complexion improved slightly when a pair of soft hands came up from behind. Otherwise, it seemed that he would rush out and kill the culprit who interrupted his good deeds in the next moment.

Shen Zhaojun hugged the man from behind, and whispered on his broad back: "This child, you can't hit or scold her now. If you hit her and she runs away from home, you may not be able to find her even if you turn Fu Guang over."

Chu Ce turned around and embraced his wife. He lowered his head and kissed her bright red lips and said, "I just had some fun and she ruined our good thing. Let's quickly have someone clean up a yard and move her away, so that she won't ruin our good thing again."

"Huang'er is still young and can't take care of herself yet. Let's move her out of the courtyard when she reaches the age of 15."

Shen Zhaojun snuggled in her husband's arms and said, "You've been playing outside for a long time. You can't concentrate. Go to the palace to study in a few days. With the guidance of teachers and teachers and the influence of peers, Huang'er will concentrate over time and stay in the mansion safely."

"Fourth brother, why did you have to use these two characters, Huang'er Huang'er? Otherwise, people will misunderstand that we are plotting a rebellion."

Chu Ce had just come back from a near-death experience, so he was extremely cautious in everything he did. He sighed and said, "There are many people in the court who are playing tricks on me now. If they hear about this, they will cause trouble again. From now on, you can either call me by my full name or You'er."

"My fourth brother said that bamboo is a plant that is both strong and soft and has integrity, and using this name is his hope for his daughter."

Shen Zhaojun said helplessly: "Based on what I have learned about my daughter in the past few days, she is more strong than gentle. Although she is young, she looks like she has no desires or demands."

"The child was too young when we separated from him, and left home again when he was three. He has no sense of family and affection, and after I brought him back, he always refused to get close to me, his mother."

Thinking of his daughter's distant eyes and cold attitude, Shen Zhaojun thought for a moment and said, "She just clamored to practice sword three days ago. You can take some time to teach her and accompany her. Take this opportunity to get closer to your daughter. She is always indifferent to me, and I feel bad about it."

"I don't have time to teach her how to practice sword." Chu Ce said disapprovingly: "If she really doesn't obey, beat her up, lock her up, and starve her for a few days."

"That's your daughter, not your subordinate, not your soldier." Shen Zhaojun rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Raising a daughter is different from raising a son. Sons can be raised casually, beaten and scolded, but daughters must be raised carefully, and must not be beaten or scolded."

"Let me tell you, where is the place to do it." He stared at the skinny girl in the rocking chair and said, "Can your daughter's little arms swing a sword?"

"Can't you spend some time to get your daughter a handy self-defense weapon?" Shen Zhaojun said angrily, "Look at your second brother, how much he cares about his children. He even asked his second sister-in-law to teach Youyou in person, just to find a good marriage for her in the future."

"It's not like we don't have to worry about no one wanting us..."

"Why aren't you worried? Don't you listen to what people are saying about our daughter?"

"We shouldn't have left our daughter in Tiandu back then."

The more Shen Zhaojun thought about it, the more he regretted it, but there was nothing he could do. After all, that was the emperor's wish.

At that time, His Majesty relied on the couple but was also wary of them, so he sent them to guard the border. It was not enough to leave the whole family in Tiandu, and he also had to leave his only daughter behind as a hostage.

"Now that we are back, His Majesty intends to let my daughter be the prince's study companion." Shen Zhaojun said with a wry smile: "Huang'er grew up outside and knows nothing. How can she be a good study companion for the prince? I can't refuse, so I can only let my daughter deal with it herself."

"Your Majesty's order, a subject cannot disobey."

Chu Ce rested his chin on his wife's head, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

It seems that changing the emperor did not change the trend of supporting Guang, but instead made it worse.

A thought flashed through his mind inadvertently, and he leaned over to pick up his wife, bit her ear and asked:

"Would you like to be the prince's study companion?"

"How could she agree? She's not stupid... Stop it, everyone get up, I..."

Before he had finished speaking, his mouth was blocked. Thinking that there were people everywhere outside, Shen Zhaojun couldn't help but blush. He lowered his head, bit his lips, and dared not make a sound.

It's noon.

Youhuang stretched lazily and curled up in the rocking chair, limp as if he had no bones.

Squinting his eyes, he enjoyed the midday sunbath, looking comfortable and lazy, and didn't want to move even if the sky fell.

"Oh girl, why didn't you touch the book that the Third Young Master sent you?"

When Tingxue was making the bed, she saw the pile of books moved to the corner intact, and couldn't help but remind Youhuang to read.

You Huang shrank his body, took out a book from his arms and said, "Why didn't you move? Didn't you move it to the corner in front of the bed? Besides, I was reading a book."

"What I mean is: you need to review in advance, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with the progress."

"You won't die if you can't keep up with the progress." You Huang said disapprovingly: "Miss, I don't set up a talented woman character, but I'm going to the palace to learn to kill time."

As he said this, he casually opened the notebook and saw the picture on it. He sat up straight abruptly. He didn't expect that the notebook also recorded another magical artifact, Tianzha.

Tianzha, its appearance is no different from a mask.

As the name suggests, when worn, it can conceal the secrets of the world and hide the aura of all people and things.

According to the above description, those who wear the Heaven-shading Sword will be suppressed into mortals with cultivation below the fairyland, but anyone with a little cultivation will be considered a strong person with cultivation above the fairyland.

Who exactly is the old Taoist nun? Not only does she own a magical weapon, she has also seen another magical weapon. However, this magical weapon looks somewhat familiar. I wonder if I have seen a similar mask somewhere.

Could it be that the old nun is a powerful being from the fairyland who is wearing a celestial shield and practicing in the human world?

Suddenly, the scene in front of him went dark. You Huang said without even looking at him, "Tingxue, get out of the way. You are blocking the light."

"You really have no ambition. You just read useless books."

When the man's low and majestic voice came, the air seemed to freeze in an instant, and people dared not ignore his existence.

Ting Xue was so frightened that she dared not even breathe. She fell to her knees and dared not move: Oh my God, when did the Marquis come? Why didn't I hear even the sound of footsteps?

You Huang slowly raised his head upon hearing the voice, his eyes were emotionless, but his heart was deeply shocked. He had thought that men who had fought on the battlefield for many years would have faces full of the vicissitudes of time, and would be tall, rugged, and strong like beasts.

Chu Ce was born very beautiful and dazzling.

I never thought I would see such beauty on a man's face. Youhuang was surprised by what she had expected.

Unlike his fourth uncle Chu Yi's low-key and introverted good looks, the facial features of the man in front of him were dazzling and eye-catching.

No wonder Shen Zhaojun, who should have been a top heroine, was willing to retreat behind the scenes, take care of her husband and children, and devote herself to being the mistress of the Wushen Marquis Mansion.