Master wants to hug

Master Fang was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he threw down his hand full of broken wood, went out despite the heavy rain outside, and dragged him up.

Yueming blinked, and water droplets rolled down his face.

"Master." She said, her voice was soft and sticky, like the candy Fang Su had eaten when she was a child.

She has always regarded Yueming as candy, but now this candy is covered with knives, and she can only swallow it, but cannot spit it out.

Fang Su grabbed Yueming's wrist, the cold rain made her shiver, but her body was terribly hot.

Fang Houye's eyes are also very scary.

The incense in Fang Su's room made her dizzy, and Yue Ming picked a place out of the way and knelt down.

The clothes were already soaked, and they were tightly attached to her body, and a puddle of water had gathered around Yueming.

The black hair is docilely attached to the face, the exposed skin is pale, but the cheeks are flushed.

Master Fang Hou took a breath of air——angry.

I haven't learned anything else for so many years, I just know how to insert a knife into the heart of the heart.

Fang Su was laughed angrily by the little apprentice.

"This is you," Fang Su said to himself, "If it were someone else, I would have killed him."

"Get up."

Yueming raised her head and looked at Fang Su blankly.

There were water marks in the corners of her eyes, whether it was rain or something else.

"I'm looking for Jiang Hanyi." Fang Su took a deep breath and said.

Yueming grabbed her sleeve and said in a low voice, "Don't go."

"what?"

"Don't go."

Now Fang Su can be sure that it was tears.

"Don't go." Yueming's voice was hoarse, "Master."

"I was wrong."

Yueming's palms were hot, and the heat spread through the thin fabric.

"I was really wrong," Yueming said with downcast eyes, "I shouldn't have such unreasonable thoughts, and I will never do it again."

"You are still threatening me." Fang Su calmly concluded.

Yueming smiled wryly: "No matter what I say or do now, the master will feel that I am forcing you, right?"

Fang Su pulled back his sleeve and said coldly, "Isn't it?"

"Yes." she replied.

Fang Su stared into her eyes and said word by word: "You are courting death."

"I am willing."

She was willing, so this time, when Zhisha was around her neck, she didn't react at all.

Yue Ming just looked at Fang Su, smiling as usual.

"Thank you for the kindness of the master's education, I will never be happy forever."

Fang Su rubbed the center of his brows, his head hurting.

The all-powerful Master Fang took the kill, and said: "Where do you like me? Tell me, I will listen, and I will see if I can change it."

Yueming pulled out a quiet smile, "I like you."

It was the first time Fang Su saw such a reckless and shameless person. Although Zhisha had been unsheathed, there was still a finger distance, and he had to move with this reckless person, for fear of hitting her on the neck.

Master Fang Hou squatted down, looked at her at the same level, and said, "Little girl, do you know that you are only 17 years old?"

Yueming blinked and said, "I know."

Fang Su blocked her eyes.

This child's eyes are so beautiful, as pure as the blue sea and sky.

But she is not like this, her stomach is full of bad water, she is listless, and she has exhausted all her scheming methods.

"I have seen a lot of people like you," Fang Su's voice was light, "There are also people who are looking for death and life, but look, who has stayed by my side for so many years?"

There was a smile in Yueming's tone, "But I believe that no one can be alive and kicking under the situation of threatening the master."

"Are you implying this honor that you are special?"

Yueming raised his head, and the long eyelashes brushed against Fang Su's palm, making his heart tremble with itchiness, "Is it implying that Master is very clear?"

"Being proud of being favored is not as charming as you."

"Master is used to it."

Wherever she looked burnt out, she should be thrown outside.

"But I understand," Fang Su also smiled, "I take you as my apprentice."

Of course Yue Ming knew that it would be strange if Fang Su didn't know what kind of feelings she had for him.

Marquis Pingyang likes it if he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. Yueming knows that Fang Su likes him, maybe even more, but there are countless kinds of likings. Fang Su's liking is not the kind of liking that Yueming wants.

"I know."

"Knowing it and still being obsessed with it?"

"If Master can live for 100 years," Yueming said with a smile, "I have seventy years to look forward to. If it is 110 years, I have eighty years to look forward to. If I live 120 years, I have 120 years to look forward to." Can look forward to.

"

"Aren't you afraid of waiting?"

"The master thinks, which is better, never trying or going all out?"

Fang Su sneered: "If there is no result, I would rather never try."

"But I don't know if there is any result."

"Then I will tell you today," Fang Su's tone is extremely gentle, just like the person in the dream, "There is no result." The lingering feeling is like Jiang Hanyi's bottle of Mei Niang, with lingering feelings and piercing heart.

Yue Ming may have heard it, or she may not have heard it, because she fell down before Fang Su finished speaking, and hit Fang Su's arms just right.

Master Fang Hou really considered whether he should throw her here to die.

After much deliberation, let's forget it, anyway, Yueming is also a young master now, if he is really dead, it will be troublesome to welcome and send him off.

Fang Su is not afraid of trouble, but she really doesn't like random disasters.

She put her arms around the little apprentice's waist, which could be easily grabbed, pulled him up, took off his clothes indiscriminately, and threw him on the bed.

……

"how?"

"Cold." Jiang Hanyi rubbed his nose, he really didn't understand why the little lord could catch the cold in the rain.

"Did you faint because of the cold?" Fang Su raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Hanyi said: "Master Hou, the little Lord Hou smoked Wenxiang, and quit it forcibly. It is not surprising that he is currently weak."

Fang Su put his arms around his chest and said, "You know what it means to deserve it?"

"Master Hou, the little Lord Hou has meritorious service."

"She's had a lot of trouble."

Jiang Hanyi was at a loss for words.

"There is no such thing as merit and demerit." Fang Su casually twisted a lock of Yueming's hair, "prescribe some nourishing medicine."

"Yes."

Jiang Hanyi hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Hou, after all, Master Hou is 17 years old."

"This marquis is 17 years old and fought with His Majesty." Fang Su raised his eyes and said.

"In terms of military merits, the young master can say that he has made great military achievements."

"So, she is not just a long history, she is now the prince of Pingyang Hou."

"Don't tell me it's not what she wants."

Master Fang's words were thorny, but fortunately Jiang Hanyi was used to it, and he didn't take it too seriously, with a smile on his face, "Who doesn't like the meritorious title, it's just,"

Fang Su didn't intend to ask any more questions, so she could only say, "It's just Lord Hou, young Lord Hou grew up by your side and was educated by you, so naturally he regards you more than these."

Fang Su twirled Yueming's hair with his hand, and said sincerely: "I really hope that she will put more thought on fame and fortune."

She doesn't doubt Yueming's sincerity, because Yueming is the young master, and in the future, she will give everything to Yueming, so she doesn't need to put on a show for these things.

"Master Hou, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Although sincerity is worthless,"

Fang Su raised his hand, made a stop gesture, and said, "Have you finished?"

Jiang Hanyi clicked until he stopped, and said: "After talking, the medicine will be delivered right away."

walked very quickly.

Fang Su sat on the side of the bed, and the little apprentice's hair spread out on the bed, the darker the black hair, the whiter the complexion.

After Fang Su finished undressing her, he put on her undershirt.

Like Jiang Hanyi said, it's really worthless.

It was still raining outside, but not as heavy as before. The rain hit the plantains. Fang Su didn't want to sit all night, so he went outside to read a book.

Yueming tightly grasped the brocade quilt under his hand.

On a sunny day, Fang Su leaned against a stone and poured wine with him.

Yueming didn't stop her, and said indiscriminately: "Are you crazy?"

Fang Su chuckled, blood and wine dripped down together, she kept it for herself, took a big gulp, and stuffed the rest into the little apprentice's mouth.

Yue Ming was so choked that she couldn't speak, and looked at her with red eyes.

"Drink it? After drinking it, help me wrap up the wound."

Yueming threw down the wine bag and tore off a few pieces of cloth from the hem of his clothes. Although his expression was fierce, his movements were extremely gentle.

"Tighten it up," Fang Su said, "It doesn't hurt at this time."

That’s right, no matter how painful it is, it’s not as painful as just now.

Yueming tied a knot with his teeth, very neat.

Fang Su was born like a banished fairy, after several months of fighting in the yellow sand, she became darker, not as white as before, which added a bit of popularity to her.

"Hey, Yueming, are you going to fight with me this time?"

The little apprentice was still taking a sip of wine, and said briefly after hearing the words: "Follow."

"It's so dangerous?" Fang Su was too idle, and teased: "What if it's like this again?"

"That also follows."

"Tell the truth, I don't blame you."

Yue Ming took a breather, probably because of this situation, she actually had the courage to talk back to Fang Su, "It's the truth."

"Master, have you ever thought about it?" Yue Ming looked at Fang Su's bloodshot lips, and said, "What should we do next?"

"After what?"

"After you can't fight a war."

Fang Su played with the sand under his body with his still hands, and said, "Then die on the battlefield."

"master!"

"I never thought about it," Fang Su pinched her face with sandy hands, and said, "It's just to relieve your boredom."

She laughed, and the little apprentice frowned.

"Does it look good?" Fang Su raised his head and said, "Look at this day, is it good?"

"nice."

"The sky on the day when I became a Marquis was even more beautiful."

Yueming turned to look at her.

"That's why I feel that the so-called destiny can be changed by manpower." Fang Su said slowly, "No matter how impossible it is, as long as you have the right to overwhelm the world, you can do it. Destiny is hard to break, It's just that you are not so high and powerful, so what's wrong with treating you like heaven?" She had a smile in her eyes, "Do you remember?"

Yueming was stunned for a moment, then said: "Rampant."

Fang Su laughed, not knowing where the wound was affected, as if being strangled by the neck, he fell silent for a while.

And another sound sounded, the sound of horseshoes.

Rong Di cavalry.

Rong Dixi is heavily armored, and you can tell whether you are an enemy or a friend by listening to the sound of horseshoes.

Fang Su looked up and was immediately pressed down by Yueming.

Master Fang Hou smiled and said: "It's useless, they will always find that there are horses and people here."

"Do you want to wait here to die?"

Fang Su raised his eyebrows.

Yueming gritted his teeth, picked up the visor that Fang Su had taken off due to his injury, put it on his face, and got on the horse.

The whole process was like lightning, Fang Su wanted to catch her, but the horse was already a few feet away.

At first glance, the commander armor is the same as the soldier, the only difference is the face armor.

She turned her head and made a lip shape.

"do not move."

She is trying to distract Rong Di's iron cavalry.

"Big guy!"

It was Yan Mingjue's voice.

Yueming reined in his horse and looked at the people who were chasing after him in disbelief, "Master Yan? Why do you use Rongdi armor?"

"The loss was heavy, and we had to do it," Yan Mingjue replied concisely, "Where's the commander?"

Fang Su swept the dust off his body, stood up and said, "Here."

Her voice sounded a bit strange, her voice was terribly hoarse, and she was trying to suppress something, and said, "Did I say you are an enemy or a friend?"

"master."

Fang Su was suddenly pulled back to his senses by this sentence.

Yueming woke up.

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