I am the villain amulet

After looking at it for a long time, Rong Shu roughly understood that the folding fan belonged to Master Mu, and the man who was really crying thief was the man opposite.

Seeing that he was dressed luxuriously, he didn't look like the kind of person who would cause trouble because of the folding fan in Master Mu's hand.

However, don't judge a book by its cover.

"I can prove that this young man is the owner of this folding fan." As he finished speaking, everyone looked at him sideways.

Then Mu Sheng looked at Rong Shu with gratitude.

"Sir, is this folding fan your family heirloom?" Rong Shu walked closer and asked the man.

"That's right!" the man said firmly.

"Then I guess you also know the unique symbol on this folding fan." Rong Shu took the folding fan and said.

"This..." The man hesitated. Seeing the woman dressed in extraordinary clothes, he felt surprised.

Then Rong Shu said, "If this fan belongs to you, I think you must know a lot about it."

"If you can't tell me..."

The man saw that this stunning woman was protected by a group of shadowy guards, and thought that she must be either rich or noble, and he was surprised for a moment.

Then he looked at Mu Sheng with an apologetic look on his face and said, "Sir, maybe my eyes are blurry due to my old age. I actually thought this was my heirloom."

After saying that, he passed by Mu Sheng.

"Thank you, Mrs. Shen." Mu Sheng looked at Rong Shu gratefully.

"Mr. Mu, you are too polite. Mr. Mu, please check if all the things on your body are there." Rong Shu thought that the man could not be moved by her words. Maybe the man's real intention was not the folding fan, but something else?

Upon hearing this, Mu Sheng looked at the items on his body and said, "My Huiling Pill is missing." After searching for it, he realized that the Huiling Pill was missing.

"Oh, never mind. I guess the people who need this pill are forced to do so." After a moment of helplessness, Mu Sheng sighed again.

Huiling Pills can bring the dead back to life, so the man must be in urgent need of it. However, the medicine requires two pills to be taken, and the man only took one.

Rong Shu saw that Mu Sheng did not feel sorry for his Huiling Pill that was stolen, but instead felt pity for the man just now.

I thought that Mr. Mu was really kind.

And this room.

Then I saw the man just now running quickly towards a secluded courtyard.

"Sir, Madam is dying!" As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw the maid coming towards me anxiously.

The man looked anxious and hurried into the room. He saw an elderly woman in the room with her eyes closed, her gray hair messy, and her face pale and weak as she leaned on the edge of the bed.

The man's steps were disorderly and he almost fell. He quickly walked to the old woman and said, "Mom, I, I, I found a magic pill for you."

"Yier, don't worry about it. Send the Lingdan back as soon as possible, and don't be accused of theft because of your mother." The old woman slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were red and filled with tears, and she raised her hand and touched the man's cheek with heartache.

"Mother, please eat quickly. Then I will find Master Mu and repay him for saving my life." The man's eyes turned red and he felt a pain in his throat, choking with sobs.

"Yier, I have caused you so much trouble over the years. I am going to heaven to reunite with your father..."

The old woman's eyes gradually closed. It was unknown what she saw. Her lips slightly raised with a satisfied smile.

"Mom!!!" Then a painful and heart-wrenching cry was heard.

In the quiet courtyard, the cool wind whistles through the treetops, bringing a hint of desolation.

As soon as Rong Shu returned home, he saw Lord Shen standing in Qingshu Pavilion, exuding a touch of loneliness, with his eyes lowered, wondering what he was thinking.

As if hearing Rong Shu's footsteps, Lord Shen raised his eyes and looked at her with a touch of tenderness.

"Ashu."

Rong Shu looked at Shen Yan in confusion: "Aren't you on duty today?"

"Well, it's been dealt with and I'm back."

Shen Yan gradually approached and took off the petals that had fallen on Rong Shu's black hair. A cool breath with a hint of fragrance entered Rong Shu's nose.

Rong Shu nodded. Anyway, Lord Shen could leave if he wanted to, and no one could stop him.

Lord Shen followed Rong Shu into the room, poured her a cup of tea, and then asked, "How was your fun today, Ah Shu?"

"Didn't Lord Shen arrange secret guards? Doesn't he report it to Lord Shen?" Rong Shu looked at Shen Yan with a slightly raised brow, feeling a little annoyed.

"Ashu, I'm doing this to protect you." Shen Yan lowered his eyes with a hint of grievance.

Then Rong Shu snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Shen Yan smiled dotingly, took out a small and light whip and handed it to Rong Shu: "Ah Shu, you must carry this whip with you in the future."

Rong Shu looked at him in confusion: "But has someone tried to harm Lord Shen recently?"

Otherwise, why would Shen Yan suddenly ask him to carry a whip?

"Well, don't worry, Ashu." Shen Yan looked at Rong Shu with a hint of worry in his eyes, a smile on his lips, and said gently.

"Who worries about you!" Rong Shu sneered.

"Well, don't worry, Ah Shu." Then Rong Shu looked at Lord Shen again, his lips curved, and he said with a smile in his eyes.

My heart is filled with joy, seemingly about to overflow.

That night.

The moonlight is hazy, as if in a dream.

"Rong Shangxian? Rong Shangxian."

The clouds and mist were hazy, and the smoke from the mountains and rivers was lingering. Rong Shu felt as if there was a sound in front of him. When he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw smoke and dead branches and leaves all over the ground.

"Squeak" Rong Shu walked along the clouds and smoke, stepping on the dead leaves.

The front seemed like an abyss with no bottom.

"Rong Shangxian, that devil has turned the heaven upside down, you must come back soon..."

The faint voice sounded again, and the cold wind blew through, bringing a hint of messy and vague sound into Rong Shu's ears.

When Rong Shu wanted to explore further, he saw the hazy picture slightly changed, as if he had arrived in the underworld. He vaguely saw a man standing by the Forgotten River, looking at the abyss-like Forgotten River with loneliness and hopelessness.

The man was dressed in a black robe that blended into hell, and he wore a silver mask on his face.

Suddenly, Rong Shu felt the man glance at him sideways, and his sinister and bloodshot red eyes looked at Rong Shu sharply.

Rong Shu was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, he felt the air around him become thinner, and his throat tightened as if his neck was being strangled. The pain gradually came over him, and it entered his mind, causing Rong Shu to break out in a cold sweat.

Gradually, he seemed to lose consciousness.

In a daze, I heard a series of worried voices coming into my ears, "Ah Shu? Ah Shu?!"

"Ok?"

Rong Shu gradually regained consciousness and slowly opened her eyes, and saw Shen Yan sitting beside the bed in only a thin shirt. Thousands of black hair hung down behind her, with a peerless face and dark phoenix eyes filled with deep worry.

Rong Shu sat up, touched his forehead, and saw that it was covered with cold sweat.

When I recall the scene in my dream, I only remember those sinister and cruel red eyes.

Shen Yan picked up the embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Rong Shu's forehead, "Ah Shu, did you have a nightmare?"

"It seems so." Rong Shu thought about it carefully, but really couldn't remember.

Rong Shu looked at the flickering candlelight in the house, thinking it was getting late, so he said, "You can go back, I'm fine."

But Shen Yan shook his head, stubbornly waiting to wait until Rong Shu fell asleep before leaving.

Rong Shu had no choice but to fall asleep as he gradually felt a little sleepy.

The moonlight hangs on the treetops, and there is a single bright moon in the sky. A few rays of moonlight are reflected through the window and fall into the house.

"If this happens again, I will kill you!"

Then Shen Yan was heard speaking in a low, icy voice that carried a strong warning to someone, his expression sinister and brutal, filled with murderous intent.

A breeze blew by, and the branches and leaves rustled. I don't know if it was the cold wind blowing in, or the cool night, which made even the air thinner.

Cluster day.

The bright sunshine shines, and the golden light sprinkles on the earth.

Rong Shu left the Du Mansion and was on his way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion when he saw several men in black rushing out.

"Come here, that's the princess of the neighboring country, Lord Shen's wife!" said a man in black in a cold voice.

"Take her down!"