After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Sui Qing No.40 One Year of Frost

Imperial City

The bustling streets on weekdays were quite deserted at the moment. Emperor Sui Qing, who was seriously ill on the couch, felt even more sad when he heard the sad news of King Guangling's death, and he didn't think about eating or drinking.The prince is filial and kind. Hearing the news that Emperor Qing of the Sui Dynasty fell ill, he drafted an imperial decree on his behalf. The whole city mourned with the emperor for three days. No meat, no killing, no drinking and having fun. Tie white lanterns.

King Guangling sacrificed his life for his country and died in a foreign land.After the palace got the news, it has been crying continuously for the past few days, and it was full of whimpering in the middle of the night.Aunt Qiu has cried several times while holding the newborn young master. Chu Dongge, who is still young, is ignorant and ignorant, and the servants in the mansion deliberately conceal it, so for the time being, she is still the same as usual, and she should eat and drink in the mansion. It's time to drink, barely calm down.

This morning, the gates of the city were opened early, and the people were waiting along the street. Chu Yan, dressed in filial piety, rode a black horse solemnly, with a white cloth belt tied between his foreheads, and walked in front of the team in a cold and sharp manner. A dark sandalwood coffin was being pulled on the slow-moving carriage.

Yellow paper money was flying all over the sky, and the people were silent, and as the black coffin passed by, they knelt down on their knees in unison.

The mighty army marched in order and with heavy steps. The eyes of several trusted lieutenants of King Guangling before his death were all red, and Ying Zhu couldn't even swallow his eclipse, and wiped his face several times behind his back.

King Guangling did not have a fief, so the mausoleum was built near the imperial mausoleum, and the funeral would only be arranged after the coffin had been parked in the mansion for a few days.

Amidst the people's sobs, Chu Yan and the accompanying army arrived at the gate of Guangling Palace.

The mourning hall had already been set up inside, Aunt Qiu was facing the sky, her hair was tied, she was waiting at the door in filial piety and the servants of the palace, when she saw the black coffin behind, she couldn't help sobbing and crying out.

"My lord!" Aunt Qiu knelt beside the coffin, weeping uncontrollably, "How can you just leave, leaving my concubine alone in this world, you haven't seen Mengze yet! Why did you go!"

Mengze is the young master she gave birth to. King Guangling couldn't come back at that time, so he wrote a letter to take his name.

She was just out of confinement, and her body was still very weak, so the maid beside her hurried to help her up.

Chu Dongge stood at the door ignorantly, and when he saw the impassive elder brother, he also stopped in front of Zhu Hong's gate, looking at them with a bewildered expression.

"Yingying."

A deep and magnetic voice pierced through the sea of ​​people, through wailing and whining, and rang very clearly in Chu Dongge's ears.

She raised her head dumbfounded, and looked at the tall figure on the horse.

This was the first time my second brother called me by my nickname.

Chu Yan said lightly, "Come here."

Chu Dongge was a little scared for some reason, and hesitated for a long time before walking up to Chu Yan.Looking forward to thinking about the second brother for countless days and nights, it actually made her a little unhappy at this moment.

She looked at the sobbing servants around her, then at Aunt Qiu who was crying uncontrollably, and finally at her second elder brother with a serious face, and vaguely guessed something in her heart.

"Second brother, where is the father?" Chu Dongge asked in a low voice.

A few short words were enough to make Aunt Qiu burst into tears, and she choked up and said, "Miss, my lord..."

"It's gone." Compared to her embarrassment, Chu Yan took the conversation for her calmly.

When King Guangling was dying, he didn’t mention his concubines and daughters who were still waiting at home except for Chu Han who was far away in Huangcheng. He thought he just didn’t take them seriously, but later he found them in the relics of King Guangling. , found a pair of beads, a pair of tiger shoes, a box of rouge and the old and white purse.

It turned out that it wasn't that I didn't take it to heart, but that I lost my words because of a heavy debt.

Chu Dongge looked up dully as if his soul had been taken out.She was already in the age of the golden hairpin, and she could clearly understand the meaning of life and death. After hearing her second brother say that her father was dead, after a brief blank, her fleshy arms like two small lotus root began to wipe away tears.

On weekdays, she would definitely start to make a fuss, but now that Chu Yan was present, she didn't dare to make a mistake, so she could only cry aggrievedly, and she didn't even dare to make a loud noise.

Chu Yan looked at her pitiful face crying secretly, sighed silently, turned over and got off the horse.

Chu Dongge's hazy vision suddenly went dark, and he saw a pair of leather boots stained with plaster under his eyelids, then his long legs wrapped in black trousers, and finally his second brother who was quite dark on the top of his head. A more handsome face.

"Second brother..." she choked out, "I didn't cry."

Chu Yan stared blankly at the snot that was about to flow into her mouth, and took out the silk handkerchief in his bosom to wipe Chu Dongge's nose twice.

He is a man, usually rough and careless, how could he do such a thing, he wiped it roughly twice, and Chu Dongge's nose and eyes turned red.

……painful.

Chu Dongge restrained himself and didn't want to say that his second elder brother wiped his nose for the first time, which even diluted the sadness of his father's death just now.

After wiping her face clean, Chu Yan then took out the pair of small and delicate beaded flowers from his bosom, and stuck them awkwardly on Chu Dongge's bun.

Under her puzzled eyes, Chu Yan said coldly: "My father gave it to you."

The tears that had just been held back burst again, and Chu Dongge's voice was high, like a bell, and shrill, and his howling was louder than anyone else, and it actually overwhelmed the grief-stricken cries of everyone around him.

Chu Yan got a headache from her quarrel, and said coldly: "If you want to cry, you will cry in the mourning hall later."

Chu Dongge stopped his voice abruptly, and looked at him expectantly, "Second Brother, can I hug Yingying?"

Seeing her making progress, Chu Yan's expression darkened in an instant.How could Chu Dongge, who had been beaten coldly by him since he was a child, not understand this meaning, and just about to change his words, a strong arm suddenly pulled forward from his back, and then fell into a dusty but warm embrace.

Chu Yan's breath was unfamiliar, but Chu Dongge felt very at ease.

She hugged Chu Yan's waist with her short arms, and rubbed her soft face against her broad shoulders.

Chu Yan glanced at him, his clothes were covered with wet snot and tears, and there was a look of disgust on his face.

"..."

Seeing that Chu Dongge did not let go, he simply picked him up from the ground.

Last year, he was able to mention it like a little chicken, but this year Chu Yan felt a little hard to hold her.

This girl, this year, seems to have gained a lot of weight...

He remembered what Fu Shiyu said in his previous life, and now he repeated it to Chu Dongge, "It's time to lose weight."

The little girl raised her head, opened her round almond eyes, and asked innocently, "Second Brother, what do you mean by losing weight?"

Chu Yan said indifferently: "Eat less and move more."

"Otherwise, I will struggle to walk when I grow too fat in the future."

In fact, Fu Shiyu's original words back then were, "Eat less and move more, otherwise you will often get sick in the future and eat hard."

His tone was gentle and his words were beautiful. Chu Dongge listened to him comfortably, and he was afraid that he would really not be able to eat in the future, so he started to lose weight according to what Fu Shiyu said.

But now that Chu Yan said it, the taste changed instantly, and the originally rare and warm atmosphere of brother and sister froze in an instant.

Chu Dongge, who was lying in Chu Yan's arms acting like a baby with peace of mind, suddenly burst into tears, and even started kicking his legs, trying to struggle to get off Chu Yan's body.

"I don't want my second brother anymore!"

Her aggrieved chest rose and fell, her eyes were red and swollen, she looked so pitiful.

"I hate my second brother!"

Ever since she was a child, it was the first time she said an annoying word to Chu Yan.

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, girls have hated being made a fuss about their weight.

Chu Dongge rushed towards the palace angrily, accidentally kicked the threshold, and tripped accidentally.

Chu Yan frowned, and glanced at her fat as a ball, crying and running away, thinking of the past that seemed like a lifetime ago, her eyes were a little absent-minded.

"Your Majesty?" Chongyang called from the side.

Chu Yan suddenly came back to his senses, and said in a deep voice, "Carry the coffin."

He looked at the majestic palace plaque above his head, and murmured softly, "Father, I'm taking you home."

Apart from his status as a general, King Guangling is a relative of the emperor, with a noble status. The affairs before the funeral are complicated and cumbersome, and the ministers of condolences have also begun to come one after another. Everyone in the palace is busy and busy .

The news came from the palace, the Holy One felt sorry for the son of Guangling who lost his father at a young age, and had traveled a long distance, exhausted physically and mentally, so he specially approved him to enter the palace tomorrow to meet the Holy Spirit.

The son of Guangling has not yet married a wife, and the king of Guangling is on the battlefield all year round. There is only one concubine in the mansion, so many things fall on the shoulders of Chu Yan.

He was busy until the sun set and the moon rose high.After the ministers and veterans had finished walking, he sat down on the stone bench in the garden and rested for a while.

When Chongyang heard Chu Yan's summons, he hurried over, "What's the matter? Your Excellency."

Chu Yan glanced at him, and suddenly waved to Chongyang.

Chongyang was puzzled, and leaned closer with his ear.

Fu Shiyu closed the courtyard door, the prince had just arrived, and he also learned the news of Chu Yan's return to Beijing.

King Guangling's death, he had either expected or not.It was expected that he would die later, but he did not expect that after a series of butterfly effects, he would still die.

Some things, in the dark, the result is actually predestined.

Human beings are also everything in the world, and they are no match for the reincarnation of heaven.

Fu Shiyu sighed against the cold night, looked at the Chaoluo room, the lights were dark, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.He didn't wear much, and he couldn't help shivering when he was blown by the chilly wind.

As soon as he stepped back into the bedroom, there was a sudden and bitter breath in the room.

Fu Shiyu's eyes froze for a moment, and after a while, his expression returned to the usual casual and calm.

"My son, why don't you guard the mourning hall of King Guangling, what are you doing here?"

"meet you."

Chu Yan came out from a dark corner, already changed into clean black clothes, with sword eyebrows drawn into his temples, his eyes were dark, his facial features were intertwined by the light and dark of the moonlight coming in through the window sills, and there was a tense feeling on his body. Majestic gas field.

Fu Shiyu didn't seem to be able to sense his existence, so he passed Chu Yan's figure directly, bent down and sat on the round stool beside the table of six immortals.

"It's late at night, I'm going to rest." He lowered his eyelids, and his voice was hoarse with laziness, "Leave quickly, son, if you will be regarded as an assassin who entered the palace later, you must have a mouth." I can't even tell."

Hearing the threat in his words, Chu Yan stood indifferently for a while, then suddenly stepped towards Fu Shiyu and slowly approached.

As the cold and stern aura on his body pressed towards the sky, Fu Shiyu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he suddenly became a little irritable.

Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of wormwood pouring from the tip of his nose.

For some reason, Fu Shiyu was stunned for a while.

——Could it be that this man came to his room after smoking wormwood specially?

After a brief absence, he came back to his senses again, and when he looked up, he saw that Chu Yan was already sitting beside him.

He grabbed Fu Shiyu's arm, and before he could respond, he was not polite or embarrassed at all, and picked him up on his lap as if habitually.

Fu Shiyu's brows and eyes darkened instantly, and he stared coldly at the expressionless Chu Yan.

He had fantasized about the reunion of the two of them countless times, either as strangers or undercurrents, but he never expected that this person would see him as he is now, as if nothing happened, as if something The calm never happened.

"..." Fu Shiyu pushed him away, trying to stand up from Chu Yan's arms, but instead he was hugged by Chu Yan's waist, and the chests of the two of them pressed even tighter.

Fu Shiyu was furious in his heart, and a little smile appeared on his face, "My lord, if you don't let go, I'll be called someone."

"Call." Chu Yan suddenly clasped the back of Fu Shiyu's neck without warning, and pressed down his hot and moist breath. When he was only a little distance away from Fu Shiyu, he said in a low voice: "Let them come in and see if I am How did you make out with you?"

Before Fu Shiyu had time to react, his lip was bitten hard, and then a warm and mellow aroma of wine poured into his mouth along the tip of his tongue.

Although he did everything he should have done in his previous life, it doesn't mean that Fu Shiyu will let him take advantage of it now. While Chu Yan was wringing the tip of his tongue, his eyes turned cold, and he bit it down mercilessly.

The rich smell of rust mixed with the smell of alcohol slowly filled his mouth, but Chu Yan still did not let go, and even kissed deeper, as if he wanted to swallow Fu Shiyu's whole body into his blood.

Bloodshot mixed with body fluid overflowed from the corner of the mouth, dripped vaguely into the skirt of the clothes, and there were some crystal clear and obvious marks on the neck.

It wasn't until Fu Shiyu's face flushed and his breathing became short that Chu Yan reluctantly let go.

Although Fu Shiyu is calm and self-reliant on weekdays, when he is extremely angry, he will "act recklessly". Chu Yan's mouth is full of wounds, as if he is about to be bitten to pieces, and the corners of his mouth are broken in several places, and it turns red when he looks at it. It was swollen and bloody.

I caught a glimpse of Fu Shiyu's pink eyes, but his eyes were dark and cold, and he was staring at him motionless at the moment.Chu Yan couldn't help but smile a little, and casually licked the swollen and painful wound at the corner of his mouth, invisibly adding a bit of evil to the whole stern face.

"Together enjoy the moon, and drink together with the cup."

Fu Shiyu's eyes froze for a moment, but he didn't understand what he meant.

"Zhu Jie wine." Chu Yan pressed close to his ear, and intimately sucked a red mark on his slender and fair neck.

"...Did you just drink it?"

Hearing this, Fu Shiyu belatedly remembered the smell of wine in his mouth.

Chu Yan stared down at the 'red plum' blooming on his smooth neck, and murmured deeply in his eyes, "But no matter how fragrant the daughter's red is, it can't match the current one."

The author has something to say: [In order to celebrate the reunion, a small theater is specially arranged! 】

Old Chu: "You can't be a dog licker, but you can still be a master flirt."

Bald author (disdain): "Licking is the way to chase a wife."

Old Chu: "I licked a lot in my previous life."

Xiaoheiwu: "One yellow card warning!"

Bald author (rolling eyes): "I don't mean that kind of licking. I mean licking both physically and verbally. If you lick until your daughter-in-law turns red and shy, then your chance will come!"

Little Black House: "One red card warning!"

Bald author (in a hurry): "I really didn't drive a car!"

Old Chu (eager to try): "I seem to understand."

Baby Shi Yu (supporting his old waist): "A dumb person teaches people how to speak, and a ten thousand-year-old C kills people!"

Old Chu: "It's not about me."

Bald author: "..."