I am the villain amulet

When Shen Yan was reading the book, he saw the nanny beside his mother bringing some charcoal, clothes, etc. Rong Shu had been out for a long time and had not come back yet. Seeing this, he understood why.

Without bothering to say anything more to the nanny, he threw the book aside and left the hospital in a hurry.

"Young Master!" The nanny behind him shouted hurriedly when he saw this.

He had known who his mother was since he was a child.

"Madam!" When he saw Rong Shu's bloody butt, Shen Yan shouted loudly, his lips tightly pursed, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

In the past, no matter how badly the general's wife treated the young master, she never called him Madam, but today...

"Now that you're here, take a look..." The lady raised her eyebrows and looked at the peach blossom on her fingertips with boredom.

"Madam! Will you be satisfied if I die?" Shen Yan looked at her seriously. He had never been loved by his mother like other children.

After hearing this, the lady glanced sideways at the face that looked similar to the general. Her red lips moved slightly and then she saw Shen Yan took out a dagger. The lady was instantly panicked.

"Young Master!" Rong Shu was shocked, pushed the servant away, ran towards him quickly, and grasped the blade when the dagger was about to pierce his heart.

Blood flowed down the slender palm and the dagger, and finally sank into the white snow, which was instantly stained bright red.

"Rong Shu" Shen Yan's eyes were red, and he quickly dodged the dagger and threw it away, looking at Rong Shu with heartache.

"Take the person back and take good care of him." The lady turned her eyes away and ordered.

When Shen Yan brought Rong Shu back, the house had been completely renovated and was warm inside. The mattress was also replaced with a new one, which was soft and warm.

But when Shen Yan saw this, he felt a little disgusted.

"I'm sorry, Rongshu." Shen Yan looked at her with guilt and self-blame. The wounds on his body had been treated.

"It's okay, don't cry, little master": Rong Shu lay on the bed and gently wiped the tears from his eyes.

She really doesn't feel any pain.

Shen Yan looked at her firmly and said, "Rong Shu, what happened today will never happen again!"

[It’s a pity that the host can’t see it.] The system suddenly said something.

[Host, you, your current body is already dead. Even if you come, you can only live for three years.] Then the system hesitated and said.

[Shut up, you are the dead one!] After saying this, the system banned him from speaking.

The host is a little angry today.

Rong Shu looked at him with some melancholy. She had promised to accompany him before, but it seemed that she would have to break her promise.

After what happened last night, the hospital had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the young master's status rose sharply. Although the lady was not too intimate with the young master, she no longer showed any signs of lacking anything on the surface.

"Rongshu, let me help you apply the medicine," Shen Yan said as he came in with the jade muscle ointment.

"No, no," Rong Shu quickly stood up. Even though Shen Yan was only nine years old, he was still a little boy, so how could he be asked to apply medicine?

Shen Yan frowned, with a look of persistence on his face. Rong Shu had no choice but to say, "Then young master, please help me apply medicine for my injuries."

Of course, I cannot compromise with the injury behind me.

Shen Yan nodded and carefully untied the cloth strip for Rong Shu. The deep and long wound gradually healed and blood scabs began to form around it.

Rong Shu frowned when she saw him seeing the wound and said, "Young master, it doesn't hurt." This was the truth. She had let the system block her pain consciousness so naturally she didn't feel any pain.

But Shen Yan obviously didn't believe it and thought she was just showing off.

After applying the medicine to Rong Shu, Shen Yan called the maid to apply the medicine to her.

When Rong Shu returned after applying the medicine, she saw Shen Yan reading under the candlelight, with the soft light falling on him. The little man was wearing a moonlit cloak, his hands were red from the cold as he turned the pages, and his delicate features were full of concentration.

As if he heard her footsteps, the boy looked at her "Rong Shu" with his head tilted, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Why don't you hold the heater?" Rong Shu walked over, picked up his little hand, put it to his lips, blew a breath of hot air, and then rubbed it.

The corners of Shen Yan's lips slightly raised, his eyes were filled with soft light, "Rong Shu, watch with me."

Rong Shu responded, then held the heater in his arms, and then he put the heater back into Rong Shu's hands: "Rong Shu, I'm used to it, you take it."

"Be good, take it." Rong Shu's heart softened after hearing this, but she looked at him without any doubt.

Shen Yan had no choice but to give up and took the heater. The warm heater brought waves of warmth, which flowed through his fingertips and into his heart.

The winter wind blows overnight, and spring comes in February.

The sun is shining, the spring breeze is blowing, and all the flowers are in full bloom. As Shen Yan put away his sword, the sharp sword tip swept across the yard, and peach blossoms bloomed all over the ground.

"Rong Shu" Shen Yan carefully put away the sword, then smiled, bent slightly, and leaned forward.

In two years, Shen Yan has become much taller than Rong Shu.

"Young Master is getting more and more powerful." Rong Shu wiped the sweat from his forehead and praised him sincerely.

Then, seeing that he had finished his rest, she pulled him back to the room and said, "Young Master, recognize these words."

Spread out the rice paper that has been written in advance.

Shen Yan looked at it.

'Harmony, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness.'

"Young master, if there is anything you don't understand, please ask me." In order to establish a correct outlook on life for Shen Yan, Rong Shu was really worried.

Shen Yan raised his eyes curiously and looked at her seriously: "Rong Shu, if someone bullies me, do I still need to be friendly?"

"Ah, of course not. This kind of friendliness means being kind to others, but if others bully you, you should bully them back..." As Rong Shu spoke, he felt something was wrong.

Shen Yan nodded and said seriously: "Yes, Rong Shu, I understand."

Ah, you know that now? She hasn't finished yet.

However, Shen Yan was very intelligent and seemed to have really understood. Rong Shu looked at him with a look of "this young man is teachable" and patted his head with satisfaction.

[……] The system covered its face helplessly.

At noon, the general returned to the court, declined the emperor's celebratory banquet and returned to the mansion. Naturally, the general's wife heard the news and was waiting at the door early.

At this time, the general's wife was in high spirits and treated Shen Yan a little more kindly.

"General, when you return home, you will have a good chat with your father."

"Yes, ma'am." Shen Yan said respectfully, with an indescribable sense of strangeness in his manner and words.

It was clearly from her mother's womb.

In the past two years, my wife has gradually started to pay attention to her only son. He is very talented and can learn anything he wants.

This is much better than the young masters and young ladies in the mansion.

"Madam, madam, the general has arrived in Jing Street." The old butler's face was full of joy, and the wrinkles on his face trembled with excitement.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the mansion was excited, but Shen Yan looked calm. Rong Shu had no interest in this famous general and glanced at Shen Yan's expression.

His face was expressionless, without a single wave of emotion. Come to think of it, I seldom met the general when I was young, and his wife deliberately distanced herself from him.

The general's wife was also strange. When Shen Yan was about to be born, the general nearly died in the battlefield. When he heard the news, he was so frightened that he bled profusely and almost died. In addition, the villain instigated her to blame the incident on the baby who was about to be born.

The thing that the ancients feared most was evil things, so one can imagine Shen Yan’s situation.

He seemed to sense something and turned his head to look back at her. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and even his eyes were tinged with tenderness.

[Shen Yan nearly died from that high fever, and he also developed a chronic illness. He gets sick whenever the weather gets cold...] The system added a sentence in Rong Shu's mind at the right time.

[Shut up!] Don't think I don't know what you are planning. You just want her to be soft-hearted and not bother about being bound to him for no reason, and to prevent Shen Yan from being so bad in the later period and finally killing the male protagonist.

Soon the general came back on his warhorse, wearing a silver helmet and armor. He had handsome eyebrows, slender black eyes with sharp eyes, a tall but not rough figure, and was arrogant and imposing.

The general first dismounted and knelt down to pay homage to the ancestor: "Xiao'er is grateful that I have fulfilled my mission!" As he finished speaking, the soldiers behind him knelt down one by one.

"Good, good, good!" The old ancestor looked at the general with tears in his eyes and said "good" three times in a row.

"Yan'er" stood up and looked at the general's wife, then turned his gaze to the young man behind her who had similar features to him, "Is this A'yan?" There was a hint of uncertainty in his words.

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Rong Shu hopes that he is honest and kind...

Unfortunately, he has been to hell.

But it doesn't matter, just don't let her know.

——[Shen Yan’s Little Black Box]