After the evil concubine was reborn, she only wanted to abuse the scumbag

In early spring, the sun is shining brightly, and the green willows spit out new ones.

A green shed horse-drawn carriage rolled into the capital, accompanied by dozens of soldiers.

The guard at the gate waited for the carriage to go far away before he asked his companion beside him curiously.

"Look at the simplicity of this carriage, why are there escorts, who is it?"

The companion looked thoughtfully at the direction the carriage was leaving, and after a long silence, he said, "The one escorted back to Beijing from outside with the army may be the one who was demoted."

The guard suddenly realized: "You are talking about the fifth prince."

"Now I'm a commoner."

The carriage passed Zhuque Avenue and headed all the way to the Zongren Mansion without even entering the imperial palace.

Chu Shi'an's hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and when he got out of the car, there was a clanging sound. He was wearing a blue gown, his face was slightly pale, and his whole body seemed to have lost its luster and became dull.

From receiving the imperial decree halfway, and being taken away first under the shocked eyes of everyone, Chu Shi'an experienced the anger and resignation, and now he has to accept his fate.

Both are sons, if Chu Jinyan attempted to assassinate him today, the father would probably suppress the matter firmly.

Oh, it's ridiculous to think about it.

In fact, no matter how hard they tried, it would be useless to the father, because he could only see Chu Jinyan in his eyes.

In the clan mansion, only members of the royal family were imprisoned, but to put it bluntly, for so many years, those who really committed crimes and made the emperor angry were basically beheaded, or they were exiled. The only few people were the late emperors. He was imprisoned at that time.

If Chu Shi'an and Chu Pan'er were not the children of Emperor Cheng De, it would not be a pity to die based on the crimes they committed.

Confinement in the Clan Mansion is not to put people in a prison, but to a separate room. Once a person enters, he can no longer step out of this room.

The moment Chu Shi'an stepped into the room, a wave of grief and anger rushed towards him like a tidal wave, as if to drown him.

From now on, the rest of my life will be spent on this three-acre land.

Win or lose, that's all.

"Hahahahaha..." Suddenly, he held the door with one hand and laughed wildly, leaning against the door with a smile and sliding down slowly, with one hand resting on his knee, his eyes staring blankly at the ground, a drop of tear Sliding down without a sound.

It's not regret, but deep hatred.

Hatred for the emperor's partiality, hatred for Chu Jinyan's calculations, and hatred for the incompetence of the Ji family.

The two servants who watched him didn't bother to urge him, they just stood quietly at the door.

What they have to do is to prevent the sinner from escaping. As for whether he is crying or laughing, it has nothing to do with them.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Shi'an's deep and hoarse voice sounded faintly: "I want to see Chu Jinyan."

Yacha was surprised for a moment, and then glanced at Chu Shi'an with a little disgust: "The eighth prince is something you can see whenever you want."

He still thinks he is a prince.

Chu Shi'an looked at the corner of the yamen's servant's disdainful mouth, and was furious: "You dog slave."

Ya Cha shrugged, not caring about Chu Shi'an's scolding, but just guarding with a blank expression.

Even if this man is already a commoner, they would not dare to trample on him. The emperor even killed him for committing such a serious crime. It can be seen that they are thinking about the trace of blood and family affection.

To be scolded is a lot of meat, anyway, he is already under confinement, why bother to abuse him again.

Chu Shi'an didn't know what was going on in Yacha's mind, so he clenched his fists in anger, and his body trembled uncontrollably because of anger.

In the palace, people from the clan mansion came in to report that Chu Shi'an had been sent to the clan mansion.

After Emperor Chengde heard this, his writing hand paused for a moment, and then he said lightly: "I know, except for three meals a day, there is no need to deliberately take care of it, but you must not intentionally humiliate and trample on it."

"Yes." The man replied respectfully and withdrew.

The Palace of the Eighth Prince.

Ever since the imperial decree of the marriage was issued, Chu Jinyan has rebuilt his mansion with great fanfare. After returning to Beijing, the main courtyard he built has been remodeled again and again. Before he got engaged, he felt that the courtyard he built under his own supervision would definitely make Lu Xiang feel happy. He likes her, but now he feels that he is not good enough for her. The officials of the Ministry of Industry almost cried when they saw him.

The Eighth Prince was dissatisfied with this and that.

too difficult.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites ran back and forth in the Ministry of Industry of the Eighth Prince's Mansion every day, and he had obviously lost weight in just ten days.

"Your Highness, someone from the Clan Mansion came to ask to see Your Highness." The eunuch in charge, Deng Ran, trotted to the backyard, and found Chu Jinyan who was discussing with the craftsmen about rebuilding, and said.

Chu Jinyan froze for a moment, then went to the front yard.

"Your Majesty, I will join your Highness." The officials of the Clan Mansion saw Chu Jinyan, and bowed tremblingly to greet him.

"What's the matter?" Chu Jinyan looked at the subordinate indifferently, his cold voice was like the ice and snow in the cold winter.

The official of the clan's mansion couldn't help shaking, and replied respectfully: "The one wanted to see His Highness, because the officials refused to pass on his message, so he went on a hunger strike for several days, seeing that he was dying, the next official didn't Therefore, I have come here to report to His Highness."

That one, of course, is Chu Shi'an.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was about to die, he wouldn't want to come to His Highness the Eighth Prince.

Even if the emperor gave up on this son, if he died of starvation after entering the clan's mansion, they might not be able to eat and walk around.

Hearing this, Chu Jinyan's black eyes sank suddenly, and the harsh aura instantly overwhelmed the court officials, his legs were so frightened that his legs went weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

"What does the Clan Mansion mean? You want this prince to take responsibility?"

The subordinate officer was startled, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate dare not."

"It's because you don't dare, not because you don't want to, otherwise you wouldn't be standing here." Chu Jinyan stood with his hands behind his back, as if a blizzard had blown upside down on the faces of all sentient beings, and the surroundings had turned into glaciers: "Chu Shi'an wanted to see you I went on a hunger strike, and if you don’t dare to take responsibility, come and tell me, if I don’t go, it will be because of me that he died.”

The subordinate officer knelt down with a plop: "Your Highness, calm down, your subordinate..."

"This time, I'll give you a chance to meet him. Just this one time is not an example. From now on, even if he puts a knife on Zong Renling's neck, I won't care."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." The subordinate officer said gratefully.

Zongren Mansion.

Chu Shi'an was lying on the bed with a gray complexion, his handsome face seemed to be much older at the moment, without a trace of brilliance, vaguely, he heard Chu Pan'er's heart-piercing voice in the room not far from him. scolding.

It's anger, it's unwillingness, it's despair.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Chu Shi'an subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Chu Jinyan standing against the light at the door. Under the shattered sunlight, his sword-shaped eyebrows were like knives and his face was meandering. His pair of deep black eyes were extremely cold, and his tall and straight figure strode into the room. come.

Seeing such a magnificent and well-loved man, Chu Shi'an's heart was filled with jealousy and hatred crazily.

If he had known about Chu Jinyan's existence since he could remember, and knew that he was the crown prince approved by his father, he might not have developed ambitions.

Without Chu Jinyan, he might not have lost.

But no if.

When he knew the existence of Chu Jinyan, he already knew that the position of prince was bound to be won. Chu Qingyun is powerful, but he is not weak. that location.

But in the end, he found that it was not a test, but that he already had a candidate for the crown prince in his heart. No matter how hard the brothers tried, they could not win the favor of the emperor.

If that's the case, it's better to kill...

"Cough, cough, cough." Chu Shi'an suddenly coughed violently, and his already gloomy face became even paler: "Eighth brother, you got rid of me, how proud are you?"

"Tch." Looking at Chu Shi'an's hateful eyes, Chu Jinyan couldn't help but sneered: "It's as if you are very powerful, if I don't get rid of you, I'll be unhappy?"

His rhetorical question made Chu Shi'an's expression slightly stiff, followed by a deep sense of unwillingness.

"What's more, you are rushing to find death yourself, who is to blame?" After a pause, Chu Jinyan asked again.

Chu Shi'an's eyes were burning with raging anger, he gritted his teeth and stared at Chu Jinyan: "You really left Beijing on purpose, just to lure me into action."

"Li Jing didn't do it on purpose, it was on purpose to release the news, but you didn't disappoint me. I thought it would be nothing but a bamboo basket."

"You...ruthless..." Chu Shi'an was so angry that he almost gritted his silver teeth.

"It's not as good as you. The person I suspected at the beginning was Chu Chengli. I never wanted to catch you out. You are more ruthless than him. On the contrary, you are the same as Liu. People who don't know think you are a family."

"Do you think that if you overthrow me, you will be able to sit on the crown prince? Liu Xiang and the second child have been planning for 20 years, and the forces in the court are intricate. Pass them, eighth brother, I am waiting for you to accompany me." Chu Shi'an leaned on the bedside, looking at Chu Jinyan with a sinister smile.

Chu Jinyan looked at him indifferently, his eyes were as cold as ice, dark and calm, but they seemed to be surging like a storm.

"So? You and the Ji family have been planning for so many years, and you have become a prisoner. Since you are so eager for me to accompany you, then don't die too soon. Let's see who has the last laugh." .”

Chu Shi'an couldn't see Chu Jinyan's arrogant and confident appearance, so he roared sharply: "Chu Jinyan, don't be too arrogant."

"You haven't seen it when you were arrogant, and the days of confinement are boring, so you can watch it carefully with your eyes wide open." Chu Jinyan sneered.

After that, he turned and left.

The moment he left the clan's mansion, he turned his head and glanced at the clan's order and some officials at the side. His dark eyes were so cold that they almost couldn't stand in fright.

"Respectfully send His Highness off." Zong Renling bit the bullet and cupped his fists to send him off respectfully.

With the obvious warning and threat, Zong Renling felt that his neck was shaking from the guillotine, and it was chilly.

There will be no next time, even if he enters the palace, he will not go to the Eighth Prince.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people also sent them off one after another.

Inside the clan mansion, there was the sound of crackling and falling things.

Zong Renling glanced back and smacked his tongue: "You still have the strength to throw something. It seems that you pretended to be dead before."

"My lord, should I continue to be hungry?" someone asked.

"You're hungry, you can't eat enough." Zong Renling knocked the man on the head, and said angrily.

As for whether it was eaten or dropped, he didn't care.

Some people continue to be hungry.