After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

When Chu Yan returned to the mansion, it was already evening, and Aunt Qiu and Chao Luo were anxiously waiting in front of Zhu Hong's door.

Seeing them getting out of the carriage, Aunt Qiu saluted Chu Yan first, and then pulled Chu Dongge to ask questions, to check if there were any injuries on her body, but before she could say a few words, she began to cry distressedly. Holding Chu Dongge's face in both hands, he said with a distressed face that he had lost weight.

With tears in his eyes, Chu Dongge nodded in agreement, turned around and saw Chao Luohou standing beside him with a worried face, she threw herself into Chao Luo's thin arms again, and shouted sweetly and obediently, "I'm sorry, let you I'm worried, sister Chaoluo."

"Is your hand ready?"

"Okay." Chao Luo patted her head, the boulder hanging in her heart fell down, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's fine."

Chu Dongge, who was clamoring to be hungry, ate three big bowls of rice in Aunt Qiu’s house at night, killed half a roast goose, a fat elbow, and more than half of a beggar chicken. After dinner, he stayed in Aunt Qiu’s house Here, I ate a plate of dim sum and oranges.

Aunt Qiu was worried that she would eat too much and her stomach would be full at night, so she dragged her around the house a few more times, and finally reached the back door, and saw Chong Yang stepping through the threshold with a solemn expression.

Chu Dongge yelled, but Chongyang didn't seem to hear it, and rushed towards Chu Yan's courtyard in a hurry.

Sitting behind the desk, Chu Yan was thinking about how to successfully arrange for Chu Dongge to leave the capital within three days. When he was in a trance, Chongyang pushed open the door and barged in.

He remembered that Chongyang was sent by him to monitor Mr. Qiushan's mansion these days, since he came back now, he must have discovered something.

"What happened?" Chu Yan stood up from the grand master's chair.

Chong Yang frowned and looked very heavy, "Tonight, someone is going to take Mr. Qiu Shan away."

"..." Chu Yan was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Leaving?"

"No." Chongyang said in a deep voice, "I was stopped by my ghost cavalry outside the city."

Chu Yan's eyes froze, and he glared at him fiercely, and said sadly: "I remember I told you before, don't startle the snake."

"Fu Shiyu is still in the palace!"

"I remember." Chongyang's expression was not very good. He looked directly into Chu Yan's sparkling eyes and said slowly, "But if it were you tonight, I think you would stop him too."

Hearing this, Chu Yan felt strange in his heart, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Chongyang let out a heavy breath, suppressed the overwhelming emotions in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "I saw a person in Mr. Qiushan's residence."

Hearing that he had something to say, Chu Yan began to sense something was wrong, "Who is it?"

Chongyang looked at Chu Yan seriously, and spoke word by word.

"...Young Master Fu!"

These three words were like a thunderbolt, and Chu Yan's brain was buzzing. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he could only follow his instinct and ask, "Why is he in Mr. Qiushan's house?"

A bit of distress appeared in Chongyang's eyes, as if he was also thinking about this question. After a moment of silence, he replied in confusion: "I don't know how to explain it, saying he is Mr. Fu is not, but saying no is like It's Young Master Fu."

Chu Yan couldn't understand his awkward explanation, and said coldly, "Get to the point."

Chongyang scratched his chin, pondered for a while, and then said with a puzzled face: "Because the Mr. Fu I saw is..."

"……dead."

"dead?!"

Chu Yan took two steps back, leaning against the table with his lower back. His heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a moment just now, and a biting cold poured into every corner of his body.

He subconsciously thought that something had happened to Fu Shiyu again, but at the next moment he realized that something was wrong with this incident.

Chu Yan gradually calmed down, and asked: "Everything that happened tonight, explain everything clearly."

Chongyang nodded and said slowly.

In the past few days, Chongyang has been guarding outside Mr. Qiushan's house all day and all night, but he has not found anything strange about this old gentleman. Apart from painting and calligraphy, he has no other daily activities on weekdays, and he hardly goes out. , the two boys in his yard would go out to buy some things on weekdays, but they would be back soon.

When night fell today, Chongyang suddenly heard a strange noise coming from Mr. Qiushan's bedroom.

Suddenly he felt very strange, jumped down the eaves quietly, and sneaked outside Mr. Akiyama's dormitory. After piercing the window paper, he squinted one eye and looked inside.

I saw a very spacious secret room in the narrow bedroom. Before I could see it clearly, Chongyang saw Mr. Qiu Shan's two servants transporting out a huge ice coffin from the secret room. .

Just looking at it from the outside, it is extremely expensive and gorgeous. It is obvious that this coffin was made with great skill.

Mr. Akiyama was fully dressed, with a black cloak on his shoulders, and he looked like he was about to go out. He looked down at the person in the ice coffin, and said coldly: "Move him out."

The two boys responded, "Yes."

One of the young men opened the lid of the ice coffin, while the other bent down and hugged the person lying in the coffin.

Chongyang stared intently at the man's face, when the handsome facial features came into view, his pupils constricted, he was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.

A man burst out of the ice coffin.

He was wearing a thin moon white gown, and his already thin body looked even more fragile when he was lying in the arms of that burly servant. His skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and even the blue of the roots could be clearly reflected. There was no trace of blood on the face, even the brows and eyes were faint, lifeless and lifeless.

What surprised Chongyang the most was that the appearance of this man was exactly the same as Mr. Fu's. It could even be said that he was another Mr. Fu.

The only thing that was different was probably the beating heart in his chest.

Because of Chongyang's sharp eyes, he could already see that this man who looked like Mr. Fu had no signs of life.

He is a dead man.

Chongyang, who planned to follow them out of the city, thought about it, and finally decided to find the ghost cavalry hiding in the dark, and when they were unprepared when they left the city, get rid of the guards who escorted Mr. Qiushan, and then took Mr. Qiushan and two The boy, and the man who is exactly the same as Mr. Fu are arrested.

"Where is he now?" Chu Yan asked with a gloomy expression.

"It's in the yard."

"Did anyone see it?"

Chongyang shook his head, "No."

"Only I entered the palace through the back door, and the other ghost cavalry came in secretly."

Chu Yan hummed, "Bring people in."

"Yes."

After Chongyang went down, not long after, Mr. Akiyama, who was gagged and tied up, walked in.

The two ghost cavalrymen behind were carrying the two boys and the dead man that Chongyang had mentioned.

The dead man was also wearing a navy blue cloak, and after being placed on the ground by the ghost cavalry, the facial features hidden in the shadows were also exposed in the bright light.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, when Chu Yan saw the man's face, his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

It's so similar...

Even he, who slept on the same bed with Fu Shiyu, could hardly tell the difference.

The only thing that can be distinguished is that perhaps because he can't see this person's eyes, his facial features look a bit more refined and cold, like a scholar who has returned to the countryside and stayed away from worldly disputes, not like Fu Shiyu's eyes that have experienced vicissitudes. , always gives people a kind of unpredictable mystery.

Chu Yan was only stunned for two or three breaths, and then took off the sweat towel that was stuck in Mr. Qiushan's mouth.

Mr. Akiyama looked gloomy. After he was able to speak, he didn't ask why they were arrested here, but just called out inexplicably, "King Guangling?"

Chu Yan didn't talk nonsense to him, and asked directly, "Who is he?"

"..." Mr. Akiyama sneered and didn't answer, just said: "You caught me, you must already know who is standing behind us."

"I know." Chu Yan said lightly.

Mr. Akiyama turned cold, "Since you know, do you still have the guts to arrest us here?"

"Why not?" Chu Yan bent down, looked at him at the same level, and said coldly: "This king dares to kill you!"

Mr. Akiyama's expression changed suddenly, "You!"

Chu Yan walked around him and walked to the feet of the lying 'Fu Shiyu'. After standing for a while, he suddenly reached out and touched his arms and knees.

Mr. Akiyama guessed his intention of doing this, and immediately shouted in a panic: "Stop!"

After discovering something, Chu Yan's expression gradually became gloomy.

All the doubts that were unclear in his previous life, he finally understood at this moment.

That's it!

Chu Yan turned his head suddenly, and fixed his dark eyes on Mr. Qiu Shan's face, "He is Fu Shiyu, right?"

The real Fu Shiyu was already dead.

He died the night he was hunted down by the third prince's men.

Fu Shiyu's memory is fine, he did fall off a cliff and died.

No wonder when Fu Shiyu entered the palace, the third prince would say that the person who wanted to kill Fu Shiyu in the first place was actually the prince.Because he knew that Fu Shiyu had no chance of surviving, the Fu Shiyu who entered the palace at that time was most likely faked.

No wonder the prince didn't feel the slightest doubt about Fu Shiyu's disappearance and reappearance...

No wonder Fu Shiyu said that his memory was broken after falling off the cliff, because it is impossible for him to have the memory behind Fu Shiyu.

Because people were already in that heavy rain, at the bottom of that steep and dangerous cliff...

— died without a sound.

Chu Yan suddenly remembered that not long after Shi Mianmian's death, Fu Shiyu was taken into a secret room by Shen Yanting. After seeing that secret room, he felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart. Only now did he recall that he asked Mr. Qiushan to fake it. During the time of the Ghost Riding Order, he had accidentally visited his bedroom once.

In that case, then...

not good!

Fu Shiyu is in danger!

Chu Yan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Chongyang, and said sharply: "Shut them up, and you lead the ghost cavalry into the palace with me!"

"Entering the palace so late?" Chongyang said in surprise, "The gate of the palace has already been closed."

Chu Yan took the long sword hanging on the wall, and said coldly, "If you can't enter, then break in!"

"Your Majesty, wake up."

Emperor Sui Qing was in a daze, as if he heard someone calling him.

Obviously drowsiness and exhaustion came together, but he still opened his eyes uncontrollably.

When he saw the smiling man sitting by the bed, he woke up suddenly, and immediately shouted in disbelief: "You... are you a human or a ghost?"

Shen Yanting's delicate facial features against the bright and dark intertwined firelight looked extraordinarily eerie and eerie. Emperor Sui Qing looked at him even more terrified, and wanted to get up from the couch, but Shen Yanting gently put his shoulders on his shoulders and pushed him back.

His strength is obviously not strong, but it gives people a sense of heaviness of Mount Tai.

"Your Majesty, if you say I am a human, you are a human; if you say I am a ghost, you are a ghost."

Emperor Sui Qing's heart was shaken, but there was a bit of dragon prestige on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Come on!"

"Where are people! Where are you going!"

"Someone assassinated! Don't let me get out!"

Shen Yanting looked at his ferocious face in his spare time, as if he had sensed the uneasiness in Emperor Sui Qing's heart, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, people have already prepared for you."

Before Emperor Sui Qing grasped the meaning of his words, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw more than a dozen men in different costumes appearing outside the hall.

He seemed to understand something, and stared at Shen Yanting in disbelief, "What do you want to do?!"

There was no sign of fear or retreat in Shen Yanting's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he asked, "What do I want to do?"

"Hasn't Your Majesty already guessed it?"

Emperor Sui Qing's eyes were about to burst, and he roared angrily: "You are so brave! This is a capital crime! I will cut off your head!"

Shen Yanting smiled faintly, took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve, and then poured out a brown pill from it. With Emperor Sui Qing's furious expression, he pressed his fingertips into Emperor Sui Qing's tightly closed Jaws.

I don't know what the pill was, it melted in the mouth, and when Emperor Sui Qing was most terrified, a creepy heat flowed up slowly from his lower abdomen.

He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Yanting's dark and unpredictable smiling face, suddenly a dangerous chill rose from the soles of his feet.

"Your Majesty has been seriously ill for many days, and your health is worrying." Shen Yanting got up from the dragon couch, and said with a smile, "That's why the villain specially selected a few concubines for His Majesty, for His Majesty's entertainment."

In order to humiliate Emperor Sui Qing, he deliberately put emphasis on the word concubine.

"How dare you!" Emperor Sui Qing yelled, "I will punish you to death!"

"Hurry up and let these people get out, or I will definitely chop up your skin, make you a human pig, and hang them on the city wall."

Shen Yanting smiled, without saying a word, he calmly walked to a table not far away and sat down, where he made a pot of steaming hot tea, and even prepared melons and fruits in advance.

This battle seems to be planning to watch a good show.

"One night of spring dinner, Your Majesty can enjoy it tonight."

Seeing Emperor Sui Qing's face turn pale instantly, Shen Yanting restrained his smile, looked at the dozen or so men standing behind, and said in a cold tone: "Don't go and serve His Majesty properly."

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