I am the villain amulet

Rong Shu was putting the candied haws into his mouth when he heard a familiar voice behind him. He knew without even looking that this was our Lord Shen.

"Lord Shen is also very elegant." Rong Shu turned slowly and said with a smile.

Then Qiao'er bought another string of candied haws, "Lord Shen, you should try it, it tastes good." She waved the candied haws bought by Qiao'er in front of Lord Shen.

Lord Shen looked at the smile in the princess' eyes, and in a trance his childhood maid seemed to overlap with her.

Rong Shu was not surprised to see that Lord Shen did not take it. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, she saw a pair of slender hands taking the candied haws from her hand.

The princess was stunned, but saw Lord Shen looking at the candied haws lying quietly in his hand with a slightly dazed expression, and there seemed to be a hint of affection in his eyes.

This look made Rong Shu very curious.

"It seems that the princess's foot is healed." Lord Shen lost his composure for only a moment. He looked at the princess's feet that were moving freely and raised his eyes to say.

"It's okay. I think Lord Shen's arm has healed." Rong Shu heard a few days ago that Lord Shen was injured by a poisonous arrow, so he let him rest in the mansion for a few days.

Her Royal Highness's eyes were curved with a smile. If she wasn't wearing a veil, one would know how stunningly beautiful she was.

Lord Shen turned his eyes away and said goodbye to the princess.

Rong Shu looked at the stubborn Lord Shen, but he was not in a hurry. He went up to the teahouse with great interest and leaned lazily on the pillar. He watched Lord Shen walk through the crowd, and saw Fan Chen who had been waiting for a long time, and then got on the carriage.

When the car curtain was lowered, he raised his eyes and looked at Rong Shu sharply.

Rong Shu smiled in response.

Then I saw that Lord Shen's face seemed to be a little colder.

Rong Shu raised the corners of his lips and smiled widely.

Fan Chen turned around and looked at the young master who had not yet lowered the curtain. Following his line of sight, he saw a woman with a veil on her face, looking at them with a sweet smile: "Young master?"

"Let's go." Lord Shen let down the curtain and said in a cold voice.

"Yes."

After an incense stick of time, the carriage stopped at the general's mansion.

General Shen looked at Shen Yan with an unpleasant expression and forced a stiff smile.

"Father." Lord Shen looked calm, with a hint of smile on the corner of his lips, and his deep eyes were without a trace of warmth.

General Shen picked up his crutches and the butler beside him hurriedly supported him, "Master Shen, please move aside." General Shen looked unhappy and left tremblingly with the help of the butler.

"Father, I have sent Shen Li to jail. Since father doesn't know how to discipline him, I, as his elder brother, must help him." Seeing General Shen's increasingly ugly expression, Lord Shen's smile deepened, his eyes filled with deep coldness.

Shen Li is the youngest son of the general's wife and the general. He was a naughty boy at a young age and had been hanging out with some playboys since childhood.

"You, you, how can you be so cruel! He is your own brother!" General Shen looked at Shen Yan in disbelief and said angrily.

Jailer, that's a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind!

Lord Shen raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said coldly: "Oh? I never remember that I had a younger brother."

His eyebrows slightly turned, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fierce look: "Besides, two years ago, for the sake of Shen Li, this precious bump, you did a lot of things to trip me up."

Shen Yan leaned lazily on the master's bench, admiring the changes on General Shen's face, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Shen Yan, your mother has already suffered retribution for her mistakes. But, but Shen Li is innocent..." General Shen turned around tremblingly and looked at Shen Yan with pleading eyes.

Shen Yan frowned slightly, his eyes became darker and darker, more gloomy and dangerous, "Innocent?"

Lord Shen lowered his eyes, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his lips, "So this is how you view the word innocent."

Is Shen Li innocent? If it weren't for him, how could the general's wife worry that he would rob Shen Li's property and hire assassins to kill him? If it weren't for him, how could the general turn a blind eye and let Shen Li release poisonous snakes into his camp...

If not...

But none of this matters.

"I will let him go when I am happy." Lord Shen said with a smile, but his heart was cold.

The dark phoenix eyes seemed to have whirlpools in them, unfathomable. A cold aura emanated from her body, and her eyes were fierce and indifferent.

When General Shen saw this, he was so angry that he almost fainted, and the butler hurriedly supported the general.

Lord Shen slowly walked towards General Shen and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Father should know very well that if I am unhappy..." He glanced at General Shen's legs with cold eyes, and saw that General Shen's face was pale.

In the end, General Shen fainted from anger.

Lord Shen looked calm and indifferent, and returned to his study.

Inside the study, a piece of old rice paper was framed and hung on the wall. Inscribed on it in elegant hairpin-shaped small calligraphy was the word "Yan".

On another piece of mounted rice paper, the words "harmony, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness" were still written in elegant small characters.

Next to the words, there was a pretty maid, looking at a place at the moment. Her eyebrows were like paintings, and her eyes were gentle.

If Rong Shu saw it, he would definitely recognize that these were the words she had written.

"Young Master." Seeing that the Young Master was staring at the portrait in a daze, Fan Chen interrupted him softly.

Then the young master withdrew his gaze and looked at him indifferently.

Lord Shen looked dazed, with a hint of fragility in his eyes: "Fan Chen, tell me, how could Rong Shu bear to leave me?"

Fan Chen lowered his eyes and said nothing. He had never seen Miss Rong. Since he was rescued by the young master, he only knew that the young master had a weak spot, which was the deceased Miss Rong.

After a while, Lord Shen lowered his eyes and took a deep look at the beautiful woman in the portrait, whose eyebrows and eyes were filled with tenderness. Then he returned to his original state, with a cold look between his eyebrows, "What about He Bizhi?"

He Bizhi is the remnant of Prime Minister He.

"In reply to your question, He Bizhi has already hanged himself in the Heavenly Prison. Everything is under control." Fan Chen replied.

Lord Shen nodded lightly, a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his lips, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes.

Without Rong Shu in this world, there would be no meaning for him to live.

Since they all wanted to drag him into hell, he would send them all to hell.

"Young Master, look at this..." Fan Chen looked at the bloodthirsty and sinister look in the young master's eyes, drooped his eyelids slightly, and handed the letter in his hand to Lord Shen.

Lord Shen took it, his eyes were slightly startled, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

"Whose handwriting is this?"

These words are exactly the same as the ones hanging on the wall.

"Sir, this is what I got from Princess Rong Shu." Fan Chen looked incredulous. He looked at the framed words and the handwriting in the young master's hand. It was as if they were written by the same person.

Can……

Miss Rong had clearly passed away a long time ago.

The imitation and similarity could not be so realistic.

Lord Shen paused, his deep eyes turned slightly, and he thought for a long time before saying, "Don't make this public for now."

Fan Chen nodded, then took his leave.

A touch of warm sunlight fell on the world, passing through the window lattice, and the dust was floating. The golden light sprinkled on the study, and playfully fell on the girl in the portrait with gentle eyes and eyebrows.

The room was completely silent. After a while, Lord Shen's lips moved, and a ripple flashed across his deep eyes. Then his lips slightly curved, with a hint of a smile.

His Ashu!

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Where is his Ashu?

————【Shen Yan’s Little Black Box】