I am the villain amulet

The moonlight was dim, hanging lightly on the treetops. The cold wind blew, causing the leaves to rustle.

When the third watch struck, I could see snow outside the window. The weather was freezing cold, and as the cold wind blew, a bone-chilling chill invaded.

Rong Shu pulled his clothes closer. Although he was wearing a coat, it was obviously not enough. It was too cold.

Then look at the little man lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face flushed.

[Shouldn’t your system prescribe some medicine?] If the fever continues, the person will become confused.

[Host, we have no right to interfere. The system only provides data.] Rong Shu could vaguely hear a hint of grievance.

Oh, who could compare to her in terms of grievance? Not only was she brought here by this broken system for no reason, but she was also freezing to death. Not only did she die, but she also had to save the child in the bed before she could die.

"Hmm... cough cough cough" The child on the bed coughed a few times, and Rong Shu hurried over.

The little boy's face was pale, his cheeks were abnormally red, and his lips were bloodless. His eyes opened slightly, half-closed, and he looked at her warily.

This look is indescribably pitiful.

"Young master, are you feeling better?" Rong Shu didn't have time to greet him. He touched his head with his hand, and it was still very hot.

The room was cold and gloomy, and there was no stove for heating, which showed that his status was more than ordinary.

Rong Shu reluctantly covered him with the quilt and left in a hurry, then came back with a basin of cold water and a basin of warm water.

"It will be fine, it will be fine in a while." Rong Shu dipped the handkerchief into cold water, and then placed it on his head. He took another handkerchief and wiped his body, repeating the process to cool him down physically. "Young Master, I'm sorry."

The chill on his head made Shen Yan's thoughts clearer, and then the maid's actions reduced his physical discomfort.

"I will definitely repay you in the future." Although Shen Yan didn't understand her actions, she obviously had to do this to cool him down. She pursed her pale lips and said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Rong Shu looked up at him in surprise and said, "I don't ask for anything in return, I just hope that the young master is well." She felt a little pity for him in her heart. Others only knew how evil Shen Yan would be in the future but they didn't know that he had experiences that others had never had.

Even his name was an undisguised expression of his dislike for him.

Shen Yan looked at her in astonishment, his lips moved but he lowered his eyes and finally pursed them into a straight line.

This is obviously unbelievable, but it is normal.

Think about how you have survived many betrayals.

Rong Shu didn't say anything else. She had forgotten to change the water several times. By the time the temperature dropped, the day had gradually brightened. One had to admire Shen Yan's tenacious vitality.

He wants to survive.

The sky was clear and the bright sunshine was shining on the earth. The cold wind blew up ripples and snowflakes. Although there was warm sunshine, there was still a chill in the air.

With a creaky sound, Rong Shu walked in with Feixue, and saw the boy half-lying on the bed with a book in his hand.

He is a serious and studious person.

"Rong Shu" He heard the door open, put down the book and looked at her seriously.

"Well, are you feeling better today, young master?" It seems that he has gotten much better in these three days, but he must not let his guard down, otherwise it would be bad if he develops a chronic illness in the future.

"Yeah." Shen Yan sat up and Rong Shu dressed him neatly. Shen Yan took advantage of her busy time to look at the maid in front of him who treated him differently from the past few days.

Her long black hair was casually tied into an ordinary maid's bun, her pretty cheeks were red from the cold, and she smiled as she spoke to him, with a hint of tenderness that had never appeared before.

After dressing him, she tied his cape and looked him in the eye: "How about we practice writing a character today?"

Shen Yan nodded.

Rong Shu spread out the rice paper, ground ink for him, and wrote a word under Shen Yan's gaze.

"I once heard that General Shen gave the young master the character 'Fu' to welcome his birth."

Shen Yan looked at the elegant small calligraphy on the rice paper, and saw the word "Yan" written on it.

Yan, the jade, represents hope and beauty.

Shen Yan looked at her in a daze. It was the first time someone told him that he was also as precious as jade.

"That's why the young master takes care of himself so much." Rong Shu felt soft in her heart when she saw his appearance, and she couldn't help but rub his head gently.

The way he looked made it hard for her to imagine him as a villain.

Shen Yan dully felt the delicate hand on his head, which was warm like the bright sunshine outside the window.

He has been disliked since he was born. Even his biological parents gave him a name that showed their dislike for him, and this was even worse for the servants who acted according to his parents' moods.

"What's your name?" Shen Yan said in a still hoarse voice.

[Is it okay for me to use my real name?] Rong Shu didn't want to lie to him.

[Host, rest assured, there is no problem. Absolutely no problem!] Now the system can answer all her requests.

With this answer, Rong Shu picked up the pen and wrote on the rice paper - Rong, Shu.

When Shen Yan saw this, he kept it firmly in mind.

Rong Shu.

The weather in December is extremely cold, with biting wind and flying snow, which is really bone-chilling.

The masters of the Liyuan were not favored, and the servants suffered as well. In December, other courtyards had charcoal stoves, but they couldn't even keep their clothes warm.

"It's cold again." Rong Shu pulled her clothes together helplessly. Fortunately, the system blocked her sensory consciousness, so she was not afraid of the cold.

But the same cannot be said for the people around her. It would be pitiful if they froze to death.

After taking care of Shen Yan for two months, I have developed some feelings for him, so it is natural that he would not freeze to death.

"Young master, please watch this first. I'll be out for a while." Rong Shu moved the lamp towards him, "Don't hurt your eyes." She left after giving him the instructions.

Rong Shu left Liyuan, bribed Xiyuan's maid, made his clothes tattered, and grabbed a handful of snow.

When the white snow soaked into my palms, they turned red and felt icy cold to the bone.

"Madam, madam, the young master is a piece of your flesh and blood after all. Are you going to just watch him freeze to death?" She pounced towards the house. The house was warm. The comfortable warmth surrounded Rong Shu, but there was a chill in her heart.

Seeing that the woman in the main seat had not moved, Rong Shu's thoughts turned slightly, "Madam, if the young master is frozen to death at such a young age, the general's mansion will be to blame. If I hear it..." After saying this, he timidly but forced himself to raise his face to look at the woman with a stunning face who was sitting majestically.

The woman looked at Rong Shu abruptly, murderous intent flashed in her eyes. Tears welled up on her cheeks, and her body trembled as she met her gaze. "Send someone to take care of it." Seeing this, she waved to the old slave waiting behind her.

Seeing this, Rong Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the lady glanced at the older servant on the right. The old servant saw this and wrinkled his face slightly, and said, "You trespassed into Xiyuan, you should be punished!"

In an instant, a group of servants came in against the flying snow and carried Rong Shu out.

[Turn off my pain!] It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

[Host, don't worry.] The system felt sad for Rong Shu for a few seconds and then disappeared again.

The moonlight was hazy, the cold wind was howling, and the sound of the boards hitting the flesh rose and fell with the flying snow.

His butt was beaten to a bloody mess, but Rong Shu couldn't feel it anymore. However, he still pretended to be in pain.

Rong Shu still felt emotional. Fortunately it wasn't her own body, as she would have been afraid of getting a scar.

"Madam!" At this time, a clear and tender voice brought Rong Shu back to his senses.

Rong Shu looked at the person who came in surprise. Why was he here?

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It turns out her name is Rong Shu.

——[Shen Yan’s Little Black Box]