Master wants to hug

Yueming was startled and frightened, and wanted to listen carefully, but his ears seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and something heavy seemed to be on his body, and he couldn't even stand up.

There was a blur of red, and the two people in auspicious clothes looked familiar no matter how they looked.

She watched the two people worship the heaven and the earth, worship the high hall...

The tassels on the gold ornaments dangled on the woman's face, her face was always impatient, she frowned slightly, but there was a smile in her eyes that Yue Ming had never seen before.

The perfect smile that gets what you want.

Yes - Fang Su.

"master!"

The voice was hoarse, as if it had been polished by yellow sand.

A cold hand grabbed her hand all of a sudden, "I'm here."

Yueming held it too tightly, as if she had used all her life's strength, and it made Fang Su's hand hurt.

The line of sight gradually cleared up a lot.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Fang Su blankly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Su saw her face turning blue, "Did you have a nightmare?"

It was Yueming who answered her and threw herself into her arms.

"Master, I'm afraid." The girl whispered, even pleading in her tone.

Fang Su was stiff from being hugged by her. He wanted to push her away, but he was afraid of breaking free from the wound, so he rarely said in a good voice: "What are you afraid of? I'm here now."

Yueming smiled strongly: "Yes, the master is here."

Only then did she realize that she was held in Fang Su's arms, and she lost all sense of the pain last night, so she dared to hold Fang Su to her death and not let go. At this time, her mind was clear, and she let go immediately, leaning against the back of the chair tightly, not overstepping the threshold. step.

Fang Su still maintained the posture of hugging her, and unexpectedly the person in his arms shrank to the side.

Master Fang raised his eyebrows, he was very dissatisfied with this apprentice who hugged and ran as soon as he said he wanted to.

"Dream what?" She put down her hand.

How dare Yueming tell her what he dreamed, and whispered: "It's a small thing."

"Turned blue from fright?" Fang Su obviously didn't believe it.

"I dreamed of some people I knew before." Yueming rubbed his temples and said nonsense, "Crying and asking me to come down to accompany them."

"No." Fang Su said: "Tonight, I will ask Jiang Hanyi to give you some prescriptions for peace of mind and peace of mind."

Yueming smiled wryly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Master, have you finished talking with His Highness Prince Yan?"

Fang Su sat beside her and said, "The talk is over." She didn't mention what was discussed, but said, "Yueming, would you like to live in Zhongzhou for a while?"

"Just me?"

"Of course there is this Marquis." She glanced at Yueming, and said seemingly unintentionally, "This Marquis's little apprentice is so good-looking, what if some dude falls in love with him and abducts him with sweet words?"

"Master is worrying too much."

She really didn't believe that any dude could look better than Fang Su.

"It's just," she grasped the point of the words, and said, "Why is Master going to Zhongzhou all of a sudden?"

Xiao Yun will leave tomorrow, and the master will go to Zhongzhou soon.

His Majesty has allowed the garrison to return to Zhongzhou during non-war times, but why at this time?

The scene in the dream coincided with the reality, Yueming shook his head, his face became more and more ugly.

Fang Su naturally saw it too, frowned and said, "My name is Jiang Hanyi."

"Don't bother!" Yueming said anxiously, grabbed Fang Su's wrist, and said, "Master hasn't told me yet, why are you in such a hurry to go back to Zhongzhou?"

"I'm calling someone to bring Jiang Hanyi here, and we'll talk slowly."

"Master, I'm really fine. Besides, I'm also proficient in medical science. How can a doctor not know whether my injury is serious or not?"

"I see you don't know anything about it."

How could she stop Fang Su at this moment? Master Fang raised the tent and went out to ask someone to give some instructions before coming in.

"Can we talk now?" Yueming looked at her eagerly.

His blue eyes should look like a wolf, but because of his pity, he looked like a puppy who didn't get his food.

"I haven't gone back for eight years. I want to see how His Majesty is doing and how Zhongzhou City is doing. Isn't that all the reason?"

lie.Yueming thought to himself.

If she really misses her, there are plenty of opportunities to go back after so many years, why bother to go back at this juncture?

"Yueming, I want to ask you, are you interested in Fenghou and paying homage to the prime minister?"

Is she really going to marry Xiao Yun?

So busy trying to find a way out for her?

No, it won't.The master's attitude towards Xiao Yun for so many days is very clear, not to mention that although Marquis Pingyang is not powerful, he is also the master of one party, why marry a prince and restrain himself?

But even thinking so, she was still in a panic, and her hands in her sleeves kept trembling.

Yueming turned his head away from looking into Fang Su's eyes, and said, "No. I only want to be by Master's side for the rest of my life, and I don't want anything else."

Fang Su never expected that after planning for so long, something went wrong with Yue Ming in the end.

"What's wrong with being a Marquis and worshiping a Prime Minister? Opportunities and blessings that many people can't ask for," Fang Su thought it was funny, and decided that this was just a child. "Didn't you say you wanted to be a military marquis when you were young? Forget about it." gone?"

Because I was a child, I was not interested in fame and fortune.

But one day she will like these things. Instead of letting her fight for them at that time, it is better to give them to her now. When she gets tired of playing with them, she will not treat them as rare objects, be blinded by greed, and harm herself.

"That's just a kid's joke," Yue Ming said, "Master, don't take it seriously."

Fang Su thought to himself, but this time he has already taken it seriously.

"Then tell me, why don't you want to?"

Yueming thought for a long time, but couldn't make up a decent excuse, so he said in a muffled voice, "I'm too tired."

After that, she heard Fang Su sigh softly.

"Children cannot be taught," Fang Su said.

Yueming said: "Master Quan regards me as a rotten wood, so I don't need to carve it carefully. It is enough for me to stay by Master's side in my whole life."

"You are all rotten wood, why should I keep you by my side?" Fang Su said.

Yueming choked, unable to speak.

"Or, do you think that if you agree, this Marquis will think that you only like these positions of authority, instead of being by my side sincerely?"

Yueming shook his head and said, "No such intention."

"Why is that?"

Yueming didn't speak.

"You don't want to be taught by this Marquis at all," Fang Su said with a smile: "When I was your age, I had already fought with His Majesty in the north and south, and I only thought about how to crack the soil to seal the Marquis all day long. Find a place next to you."

"Or, this Marquis really pampers you too much?"

"Why?"

Fang Su's tone was relaxed, and what he said seemed to be a legendary story, not the vengeance of the extermination of the family back then, "Back then, I had no choice but to kill. It’s good or bad to be able to live. It’s just that if I want to live, I have to kill people.”

She has no way out.

She followed Xiao Luo, and there was no way out.

The one with the least chance of winning back then was Xiao Luo, but only Xiao Luo was willing to reach out to her.

She could only hold it, hold it tightly.

If you succeed, you will be king, if you retreat, you will die.

"Cold paws, don't touch me." Fang Su said with disgust.

Yueming withdrew his hand resentfully, and was held down by the fickle Master Fang Hou.

Fang Su pressed the so-called icy cold paws in her mouth, and clasped his hands.

Fang Su's hands were not hot, but they were much hotter than hers who were injured and covered in cold sweat.

Yueming wanted to withdraw her hand as if she had been scalded, but was held tightly by Master Fang.

"I'm condescending, so don't be so picky. It's better than nothing." Fang Su said, "I'll ask someone to bring you a hand stove later."

"Master, this is the dog days."

"I didn't see how hot you were during the dog days."

"Besides, as a long history, I brought a hand stove to the barracks, isn't it a joke?"

"Who dares to laugh, you come back and tell this marquis," Fang Su said, "I will give him hundreds of them tomorrow, and hang them on his body every day, and he will not be allowed to take them off until the twelfth lunar month."

"..."

"Think about the title, don't be in a hurry to tell me." Fang Su said, "This is a matter of a lifetime, do you really want to be a long history by my side?"

Yueming said without hesitation: "I think."

Fang Su laughed angrily, "Can you be a little ambitious?"

"If you have a full meal and a shelter, how can you have so much ambition?" She whispered, "Aren't you tired of living?"

"Talk back?"

"Don't dare."

"Master Hou," Jiang Hanyi said from outside, "Can my subordinates come in?"

Lord Fang Hou hummed.

"Show this ancestor, why does this prince look uglier than when he didn't take the medicine?" Fang Su Chao Yueming raised his chin.

Yueming obediently stretched out his hand to let Jiang Hanyi feel his pulse, and his movements were easy and familiar, obviously he was often injured.

Under Fang Sulen's substantive gaze, Jiang Hanyi carefully inspected it inside and out, and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just that the injured person's usual pulse condition is unstable, and both Qi and blood are deficient."

Fang Su touched Yueming's face and said, "Mr. Jiang, do you think she looks like a paper doll?"

Jiang Hanyi smiled dryly, knowing that Fang Su didn't see anything dissatisfied with her, "It's just that Chang Shi's mind is disturbed, but what bad news did he hear?"

Fang Su turned his gaze to Yueming.

Yueming said: "I had a nightmare."

"It seems that it must be the last thing Chang Shi wants to see," Jiang Hanyi said unintentionally: "It's so frightening."

"This subordinate will go back and prescribe some blood-replenishing and calming medicine for Chang Shi," she said.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have a hand stove?"

"There is an unused one, do you want your subordinates to bring it?"

Fang Su really doesn't look like someone who can handle stoves.

"Bring it, don't use charcoal in it, and stuff it with some medicine for careful concentration."

"Yes."

Jiang Hanyi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Since the past is the past, it is better not to worry about the long history."

"Oh?"

"Chang Shi was seriously injured. If you can't rest assured to recuperate at this time, and just remember the past, it will not be good for your health."

Fang Su said: "Did you hear that?"

"I heard."

"If it can be relieved, Chang Shi should do so, so as not to turn the heart disease into a chronic disease."

Yueming nodded, feeling confused.

To be channeled?

She doesn't even know what her inner demons are, so how can she channel them?

Jiang Hanyi gave a few more instructions before being sent out politely by Fang Suke.

"Don't be in the army these few days, go back to live in the Marquis Mansion."

"Yes."

"Hou's mansion is convenient for recuperating, and this marquis can watch over you anytime and anywhere, lest some people die again."

"Yes."

"Go to Benhou's place tonight."

"Is it... Marquis?"

"Go live at Ben Hou's place," Fang Su said expressionlessly, "Don't you understand?"

"But, master, I don't sleep well!"

"Didn't you sleep with me this time?"

"I have injuries on my body, what if I get blood on the master's bed?"

Fang Su said, "I can afford a set of bedding."

"only……"

"No just," Fang Su raised his eyebrows and said, "Or, you don't want to sleep with this Marquis?"

The person raised his eyebrows like a goblin, Yueming took a long breath and said, "Don't dare."

"Then it's settled," Fang Su said, "Tonight, I will untie my good apprentice."

Yueming went back, and Fang Su kidnapped her into the carriage like a girl from a peasant, and took her back.

He Yaoyao watched the carriage go away, clicked his tongue in amazement, and said, "Why did Chang Shi offend Lord Hou?"

"Maybe it's the taste of master and apprentice." Yu Heng said.

"In that case, I don't want a master in my life, especially one like Lord Hou."

Yu Heng looked at her pitifully, and said, "Are you sure, is Hou Ye really interested in someone like you?"

He Yaoyao said angrily, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing, it's just ugly."

"Ugly is much better than sissy." He Yaoyao sneered while crossing his chest.

Yuheng smiled and said, "Who are you talking about?"

He Yaoyao replied: "Whoever talks to me, I will say who." She turned around, "Go back, go back. Even if you want to be a watchful husband, Master Shihou will not look back at you."

Yuheng said: "I never planned to get Lord Hou to look at me differently, but my appearance is quite satisfactory. At least if Lord Hou looked back, I would feel much more at ease."

He Yaoyao said: "If you have the ability, you say this in front of Chang Shi?"

"Why did someone talk to Chang Shi? It's not because of his face that Chang Shi is loved by Lord Hou."

"Oh? Master Yuheng means that you are loved by Lord Hou because of your face?"

"A certain person has never been loved by Lord Hou, but he just happens to have a face."

"I don't think Master Yuheng has grown at all."

"General He and I are just like each other."

"Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps." Yan Mingjue said.

He Yaoyao turned around and gave him a vicious look.

"Master Yan really didn't make a sound, but he became a blockbuster." Yu Heng clapped his hands and praised.

Yan Mingjue withdrew his gaze and said, "I'm thinking, if Master Hou hadn't been for Master Hou, I'm afraid he would be able to make a career a success."

"what?"

"Bandits." Yan Mingjue said.

"Like," Yu Heng said cooperatively, "Master Yan is really a talent."

He Yaoyao flicked his sleeves and left, unwilling to listen to them anymore.

……

Master Fang escorted the young apprentice to his courtyard, and then personally directed the subordinates to move things, and behaved like the bandits Yueming had seen when he was a child.

Fortunately, Xiao Luo brought Fang Su to Zhongzhou, otherwise he would be a bandit leader who occupies the mountains and becomes king in troubled times.

Fang Su asked someone to move a few boxes of clothes, prepared paper and pens for Yue Ming, and said, "Write down what you want."

Yueming wrote on the paper: I want to go back.

Fang Su nodded and said, "Alright."

Master Fang Hou actually asked people to move the things back again.

Yueming held the pen and watched her go about her business.

"How does this Marquis feel," Fang Su said, "is this Marquis' little apprentice so lost?"

"Master, worry too much."

"Really?"

Yueming restrained his expression and said, "Really."

Fang Su packed up some clothes, threw the book he was reading into another box, and said, "Take it to Chang Shi."

Yueming looked up in shock.

Fang Su said: "Can I understand your expression as flattered?"

Yueming said: "Master, it can be understood as being overly frightened."

She thought for a while, and made the last resistance, trying to use her trivial protest to make the bandits put down the butcher knife, and turned around, "My little bed."

"It's easy." Fang Su turned his head and said, "Move this Marquis' bed over there."

"I accept the bed!"

"Then I will sleep on the floor."

How could Yueming dare to let her sleep on the floor, and was desperately trying to say something, but Fang's goblin came up to her, her long eyelashes casting a shadow like a crow's feathers, "So you don't want to sleep with me?"

"It's my honor to share the bed with Lord Hou, but..."

"Since it's an honor, you should continue with it. Others are not so lucky."

"Yes Yes."

Yueming understood what it means to be the most difficult to bear the grace of a beauty.

And this beauty is not an ordinary person, she is one of the Five Marquises proclaimed by His Majesty, the commander of Xichang Shifu Army, Pingyanghou Fangsu.

Fang Houye's carved bed was too big, so he couldn't move it into Yueming's room in the end.

Fang Su also went to see Yueming's bed, and it was just right for sleeping alone, but it was really difficult for two to sleep together.

"Master, why don't I sleep on the floor?" Yueming suggested.

Fang Su said: "It's cold on the ground, your injury hasn't healed yet."

"Master, you don't know, you really want to sleep on the floor?"

Fang Su nodded and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Of course Yueming thought it was wrong.

What is Fang Su's identity?How could she let Master Fang sleep on the ground?

Besides, she didn't have the courage.

Yueming knew that he was powerless, and said: "Then, master, let's change another bed."

"Alright, I thought that if you really accepted the bed, I don't have to sleep with you." She pinched the other person's face, and said, "Still pretending?"

Yueming has nothing to say.

She really has nothing to say.

Ever since she was with Fang Su, she always had nothing to say.

Yueming's place is not small, but it doesn't look too big if you put another person's things on it. Fang Su obviously noticed this too, and said: "When we come back from Zhongzhou, you can move to another garden to sleep. The place is big, and it's close to the marquis' courtyard."

After hearing this, Yueming was both happy and worried. He was happy because he still had the hope of moving back, and worried because he came back from Zhongzhou.

It seems that the master is determined to go to Zhongzhou.

Yueming held the book and gave a low hum.

Soldiers are precious and fast, Lord Fang Hou issued an order at noon, and someone brought the bed in the evening.

Maybe the person who bought it didn't explain it clearly, or maybe the person who bought it had a mental illness. The bed he sent was made of mahogany, with mandarin ducks carved on the head of the bed, and the gauze curtain on it was still pink, revealing a kind of newlywed love all the time. Yaner's loving and lingering atmosphere.

Rao Fang Su couldn't stand it anymore because he didn't care about the details, so he took Zhisha and picked up all the gauze curtains.

The people around were startled and said cautiously: "No, let's make another one over there?"

Fang Suyin asked tentatively, "Now? What about tonight?"

She had thrown away Yueming's bed forever, including her own.

"Why don't Master Hou... go to the post house for one night?"

Fang Su said coldly: "It's just ridiculous."

Looking at the beaming mandarin ducks playing in the water, she felt that her mind was filled with water.

The purchaser looked at Fang Su's face, afraid that she would drag it out to sacrifice the flag in the next moment.

Seeing the bed moved into his room, Yueming was also stunned for a long time, hesitated for a while, and said: "Why don't we just make it up for one night first?"

Fang Su pressed Yueming's shoulder, and said to the buyer, "Do you know who this is?"

The person who bought it honestly replied: "It's a follower of Lord Hou, the commander of Xichang Shifu's army, Master Yueming."

"Very good, very good, you also know that this is my apprentice, not my concubine," Fang Su said with a smile, "If I see such a bed again tomorrow." She ended with a smile.

"Just cut down the subordinate's sacrificial flag." Cai Bi said, familiar with Fang Su's temperament, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, there will be absolutely no tomorrow."

Fang Su raised his hand to let him go down.

"It's getting late." Yueming tried to make his voice sound normal, "Shall we go back?"

"Ah."

Fortunately, it was late, and Fang Su couldn't see how red her face was.

Fang Su entered the room and saw that he pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said: "The one who knows is that I have a long talk with my little apprentice, but the one who doesn't know thinks that I am going to do something outrageous to you."

"Master doesn't like my mediocre appearance," Yue Ming said.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Master, I..."

Fang Su smiled shortly, and said, "Are you average in appearance?"

Yueming touched his nose.

Fang Su said: "In another day, you can find me a beautiful woman in your eyes."

Yueming said: "Then Hou Ye can see it in the mirror."

Fang Su smiled at her.

Yueming immediately turned her gaze to the book.

"Go to sleep."

Fang Su didn't know what he took, so he extinguished the candle.

Fang Su took off his clothes very naturally and at ease.

Yueming didn't need to hear any ambiguous rustling sounds at all, she could see them clearly.

"Come and sleep."

Yueming walked over stiffly and lay down beside her.

Fang Su touched her waist.

Yueming stood up abruptly and said, "Master, what are you doing?!"

"Why don't you take off your clothes?" Fang Su said in surprise, "Why such a big reaction? I don't want to rob women by force."

"Why? I'm injured and can't even take off my clothes. Do you want me to help you?"

Yueming covered his clothes tightly, and said, "I can do it myself, without bothering Master."

Fang Su then lay down.

Yue Ming reluctantly took off her clothes as if her hand was broken, and lay down.

At this time, she only had a thin inner coat, and she was afraid that Master Fang would touch it again.

Fortunately, Fang Su didn't touch it.

"How did you think about the matter during the day?"

Yueming pretended to be stupid and said, "What happened during the day?"

"The matter of sealing the Marquis."

Yueming said: "Why do I feel that Fenghou is as easy as cutting a carrot in the master's mouth."

"Don't talk about those who have something or nothing."

"I do not want to."

"……Can you say that again."

Yueming said word by word: "I don't want to."

"Why?" Fang Su asked seriously, definitely not joking.

"Everyone has his own aspirations. Some people are born indifferent to fame and fortune, while others are keen on fame and fortune. There is no distinction between good and bad, it just depends on what he likes."

"But there are some things that you can't control if you like it or don't like it."

"Does Marquis like your position?"

Fang Su couldn't see Yueming's face, but still stared at the direction of the sound, and said, "I like it."

"I have followed Lord Hou since I was a child." This reason has been made up countless times in my heart, and it is much smoother to say it, "I have seen countless assassinations, and countless dangerous situations." She twirled the pattern on the brocade quilt.

"You mean, you're afraid of death?"

Yueming let out a long sigh and said, "Master, I'm an ordinary person."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Fang Su didn't say anything for a long time, Yueming's heart fluttered and he hesitated, "Master, do you feel disappointed?"

Fang Su changed his posture and said, "It's okay."

That is disappointment.

Fang Su's expression was a little tired and a little helpless, which Yueming had never seen on the face of this mighty Marquis.

"I'm just a master for my own good, but everyone has their own aspirations..."

"Your ambition is to be a long history by this Marquis's side for the rest of your life?" Fang Su asked back, obviously feeling very bad.

"Yes."

"You are too ambitious." Fang Su said.

"Yes."

"Then what if one day you can no longer be by my side?"

Yueming raised his head suddenly, "Master?"

"Tell me, what if one day I can no longer be by this Marquis's side."

The brocade quilt in Yueming's hand was wrinkled, and he said, "Master, don't you want me?"

"No."

"Then why can't you be by Lord Hou's side?"

"Because people die."

Yueming was taken aback for a moment, never expecting Fang Su to say such a thing.

"You can make a long history by this Marquis' side now. If this Marquis dies, you have military merits and no protection, so what?"

Yueming suppressed the trembling in his voice, and said: "Then I will go to bury Master."

After finishing speaking, Fang Su suffered a solid blow, and said in a very cold voice, "No one can't live without anyone."

Before Yueming could think of what to say, Fang Su got up and left.

"master?"

Fang Su picked up the robe that was thrown on the table, and said, "I am going to the posthouse."

Got mad.

Fang Su had never seen such a reticent person, at least in front of him.

Master Fang Hou was used to being arbitrary, and he couldn't bear the slightest disobedience from those around him, let alone a very obedient little apprentice who was brought up by one hand.

Yueming was so upset that she subconsciously went to stop her.

Fang Su took the fan and opened the little apprentice's hand.

Although Fang Su was angry, he acted with discretion, but Yue Ming didn't know that Fang Su would do it, his body was already weak, he was hit hard, and he staggered to the side of the bed.

"what happened?"

"No... nothing."

Fang Su frowned, and after turning on the lamp, he found that the little apprentice had already got under the quilt, only his hairy head was exposed.

What kind of demon is this?Fang traced his mind.

used to.she thought coldly.

At this time, you should turn around and leave, let this girl think about it.

Then she walked to the bed and said, "Does it hurt?"

"No."

Fang Su felt that she definitely did a lot of sins in her previous life. No, the sins she did in the first half of her life were repaid in the second half of her life. Otherwise, why did she raise such a thing by her side to find anger for herself?

"Okay, I won't force you if you want to." Fang Su didn't know if she was crying, so he took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and threw it on her head, "Wipe your tears."

Yueming grabbed the silk handkerchief, covering most of her face, and sandalwood lingered on the tip of her nose.

The incense on Xiao Yun's body is this smell!

With a hiss, the poor Sipa was cut in two in Yueming's hands.

Fang Su patted the center of his eyebrows, and decided to ask Jiang Hanyi to prescribe two medicines for clearing the heart and reducing the fire.

Otherwise, it is easy to be pissed off.

"Thank you master for planning, it's Yueming himself who doesn't live up to it." Yueming said: "I will go back to the barracks tomorrow, and I will never poke master's eyes here, and master doesn't have to go to the post to wrong myself."

"Is that what I mean?"

Yueming tugged at the silk handkerchief in his hand and whispered, "I just don't want to be by the master's side."

"What did you say?" Fang Su didn't hear clearly.

"I said, I don't want to leave the master."

Fang Su let out a long sigh, sat down on the side of the bed, and said, "Who told you to leave me? Tell me, I will help you pull out his tongue."

"I thought to myself."

"Then you really will."

Fang Su feels uncomfortable if he doesn't stab someone.

"If I hadn't been a long history, I wouldn't be able to be by my master's side all day. If I really inherited the title, I would have to stay in Zhongzhou until I was 20 years old, and I could only return to the fief after 20 years old. Hou Mansion."

"That's what you're thinking of?"

"Yes."

"Three years is not a long time," the heartless Lord Fang Hou pondered, "and even if we can't live together in the future, we are both in Chuzhou, so there is no chance to meet each other?"

Did she want that chance to meet?

What she wants is!

Yes……

What is it?

"Historically, not all princes have to be in Zhongzhou later. The status of the five princes is special. There are wars in the land they guard all the year round. Life and death are unpredictable. Children don't have to go to Zhongzhou to come back after being crowned. You are now seventeen or twenty years old. Hou Mansion, a lot of things have happened in the past three years, maybe I will have a sweetheart in the future, and I wish I would not be here." Fang Su actually laughed, "You can relax."

She thought the reason for this child's refusal was so unexpected.

Yueming poked his head out from under the quilt, and said softly, "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you? For fun?"

Yueming was silent now.

"Agreed?" She glanced at Yue Ming who seemed to have been wronged by the sky, and said: "This is the first time that this Marquis knows that it is so troublesome to confer a title on one person."

She finally understood what kind of feelings Xiao Luo had for He Linjun back then, and she was probably angry and helpless, unable to fight or speak.

Yueming's eyes were only red at first, but now her neck and ears are also red.

"I made it for you." Fang Su said.

Yueming buried her head in the quilt again.

"Listen to me," Fang Su pressed her shoulder, and said, "You are a person, not my property, do you understand?"

It was rare for Master Fang to reflect on himself. Could it be that she said that Yueming's life was hers that day, which made Yueming unwilling to leave her, and even said that he would be buried with her when he died.

"I'm alive, you have to live, I'm dead, you have to live." Fang Su said: "You live for yourself, not for me."

"That day……"

"What was that day?" Fang Su suddenly changed, "What I'm talking about now, just listen to it."

"Yes." She said hoarsely, "but my life was given by Master Hou."

"I remember, I am saving a person, not a beast that can move three steps with one whip, can't walk away from me?"

Yue Ming wanted to say yes, but he probably would be broken by Fang Su's fan, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"have you understood?"

"I understand."

"are you willing?"

"willing."

"Then go to sleep."

Yueming grabbed her sleeve and said, "Master, isn't he sleeping?"

"Headache from anger." Fang Su said, "Let go, do you want to suffer again?"

Yue Ming let go, and stretched out both hands in front of Fang Su.

At this time, it is better to have disciples than none.Fang Su thought expressionlessly.

Master Fang's fan fell suddenly, making a sound like the wind.

Yueming closed his eyes, but the fan barely moved his hand and fell to another place.

"It's time for you to dare," Fang Su said, "When I was your age, I would chop off my hands."

Yue Ming nodded pitifully and said, "I was wrong."

"Do you dare next time?"

"Don't dare."

After the conversation was settled, Fang Su was quite satisfied, and said, "Get up, make room for me."

Yueming lowered his eyebrows and made room for Lord Fang Hou.

Fang Su conveniently turned off the light.

She was about to fall asleep, but Yueming was still restless, and whispered in her ear: "Master really wants to marry Yan Wang?"

The author has something to say: Note:

1. When Lord Hou and Yueming fell in love, Yueming was no longer the eldest son.

2. Although Yueming inherits the title, he is not in the same household registration book (genealogy) as Houye.

3. Yueming will attack.

4. It's better to guess Yueming's identity.

Thanks to qing らかな servant little angel for the bazooka and mines.

Thank you for your support babes, love you guys.