Master wants to hug

Fang Su was awakened by the sun.

She moved and found that there were injuries everywhere on her body, but fortunately no bones were injured.

Fang Su stood up holding his sword. She was in a stream. Although it was water, it was almost like mud.

Fang Su looked up and found that most of the top had collapsed, and she was probably washed down.

As for how far it was washed away, she didn't know.

She was riding slowly behind, which means that no one should have been washed down with her.

Fang Su rubbed the center of his brows, and pulled his legs out of the mud with difficulty.

No, she seems to have forgotten something...

What did she forget?

Standing on the dry bank, Fang Su wiped the mud on his face with his sleeve, only to stop when he found that the dirt was getting worse.

she forgot...

forget……

Moonlight!

Fang Su patted her forehead hard, but there was a wound on it, and she almost passed out from the pain when she touched it.

"Yueming?" she said, very hoarse.

Naturally, there was no response, and the river was full of silt, and it was so dark, where could anyone be seen?

Fang Su was about to walk back, only to hear the joyful voice behind him: "Master Hou!"

Fang Su turned around, and was thrown into his arms by a wet and dirty little thing.

She could dodge it, but she didn't dodge it, mainly because there were not only mud but also stones on the ground, what if she fell and hurt her face.

"Master Hou, you're finally awake." Yue Ming smiled so silly that Fang Su looked at it.

"Finally?" Fang Su repeated: "Have you hugged enough?"

Only then did Yueming remember that she was still holding Fang Su, let go of her hand, and stuck out her tongue at Lord Fang Hou.

"I didn't see Lord Hou when I woke up. After searching for a long time, I found that Lord Hou was buried in the mud." Yueming gestured and said, "I dug more than half of it, but I couldn't move Master Hou alone, so..."

"Just let it go?"

Yueming bowed his head, Nuonuo said: "Yes."

"Then let's go." Fang Su said.

"Go?" Yueming asked in surprise.

"Why? I think the scenery here is wonderful, do you want to stay to enjoy the scenery?"

Yueming said: "Master Hou doesn't blame me?"

"What's your fault? Let me fall into the mud again?"

"Master Hou doesn't blame me for leaving him behind?"

"You saved my life, why should I blame you?"

"I saved Lord Hou's life?" Yueming asked blankly.

Fang Su couldn't be bothered to say that she might suffocate to death if she was buried in the mud all the time, so she didn't say anything.

"Then why did you do it then?" she asked rhetorically.

Yueming looked at Fang Su's face and said, "Because Lord Hou is all black, it's really ugly."

She pulled the mud down and wiped everything she could with her clothes.

"..."

She saw Fang Su's hand holding the sword clenched tightly.

"Master Hou?" What she said was wrong and made Master Hou angry?

Soon, Fang Su let go of his hand and said with a smile, "That's great."

"Let's go."

What's so nice?

Yueming was still in a daze, but when he saw that Fang Su had gone far away, he ran over and said, "Master Hou, wait for me."

Fang Su took a deep breath.

She didn't know how many times she had experienced life-and-death encounters in her life, and she didn't know how many times she escaped from death, but none of them were so ridiculous.

"Master Hou?"

Why is Master Hou's face so ugly? Is the wound too painful?

Fang Su said: "You have merit, what do you want?"

Yueming looked at her puzzled.

Fang Su thought, this is probably not a fool.

But even if she is a fool, she will treat her well because of this time and her beautiful eyes.

"But I didn't want to save Lord Hou." Yueming whispered.

"Some things, just think about them in your heart." Fang Su said expressionlessly.

Yueming said again: "Besides, shouldn't it be right to save Lord Hou?"

"what?"

Yueming said: "I said, it should be."

Since it should be rewarded, there is no need for rewards.

Fang Su didn't know how many times he had heard this, but no one said it more truthfully than Yueming.

Maybe it's because she always thought that Yueming was just a not-so-bright child?

"It's a custom, you don't have to feel anything."

Yueming wrinkled his nose and asked in surprise, "Is it customary for Lord Hou to be rescued?"

Fang Su looked at her with a smile, and squeezed his sword tightly again.

No, no.

Fang Su told himself in his heart, she is not one of those people under your command, she can still be alive and kicking with a stabbing sword.

With such a thin body, one sword could kill her.

She let go of the sword again.

Annoyed and unaware, Yue Ming raised her head and waited for Fang Su to answer.

Fang Su said coldly: "If you are told to pick, pick it, don't talk so much."

Yueming saw that she seemed a little angry, thought for a while, and said, "Can you give me that fan, Lord Hou?"

"Which fan?"

"It's the one with the moon hanging from the small fish pendant."

She really likes that fan. It has a sandalwood handle, and the tentacle smells fragrant. It depicts the bright moon shining brightly, but it is covered by dark clouds. There is a line of small characters underneath, and she can only recognize the word Mingyue.

Fang Su said: "If the carriage is not damaged, I will give it to you."

But there is still the possibility of damage.

Yueming nodded, thinking about what to do if the carriage was smashed.

"If the carriage is also smashed by rocks, I will have someone make another one for you."

"Exactly the same?"

"Exactly the same."

Yueming made an unattractive salute and said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis."

"Master Hou, even the words must be the same."

"Oh?" She thought for a while, that fan was bought for her sister when she came back from the academy when she was 15 years old.

She lowered her eyes.

The fireworks are still in sight.

She failed to send it out, so she took up a pen and wrote on it: When the bright moon was there, it once returned under the moonlight.

"It's not a good meaning, change it," she said.

"Then what do you write?"

Fang Sudao: "The moon is shining brightly, and the people are so bright. How about it?"

Master Fang Su Fang Hou can swear to God, she came up with this poem entirely because Yue Ming is good-looking, and it has no other meaning at all, and then she became a clue and fell into the hands of this little bastard.

Yue Ming was already disgusted with himself because of his lack of literacy, so naturally he would not expose his ignorance at this time, nodded his head, and said, "Okay."

"Where did you get hurt?" Fang Su asked.

Yueming shook his head, and raised his hand to show Fang Su.

The sleeves were rolled down for convenience, exposing Bai Shengsheng's arms.

Fang Su reached out and pulled the clothes off.

She touched the child's hand just now, and she was so cold that she didn't even know how to pull the clothes off.

She fell from the top and nearly died with injuries all over her body. The child didn't even have a mouth. Then she remembered that she also survived the slaughter village before. Could it be that this is fate?

Fang Su thought wildly.

Yueming followed her like a little tail.

The child jumped up and down, neither scared nor tired.

Fang Su looked at her from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself, could it be that this marquis is really old?

Yue Ming said: "Master Hou, where shall we go after that?"

"Find villages, towns."

If you can find a government, that would be great.

"They walked along the river.

Fang Su saw straw sandals, broken wooden basins and other things in the river just now, and they were blocked there together with the fallen rocks.

There are these things floating with the water, which means that there must be people upstream.

It was getting dark, but they still didn't see the so-called house.

Fang Su picked up a lot of wooden objects along the way, and turned his head to see that the child was following her out of breath, holding wicker in his hand, still with green leaves.

"Where did it come from?"

"Folded."

"Do you know what I'm doing picking this up?" Fang Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"do not know."

"Fire." Fang Su said.

Meaning she took it too wet?

Fang Shuna's ones are not too dry, but they are much better than hers.

The sun was shining all afternoon, and the stones on the river beach were almost dry.

Fang Su found a flat place, threw the things away, and took out a bag from his sleeve.

The bag is made of cowhide with dense stitches.

Fang Su took out the fire folder from the bag, and blocked the wind with his hands.

Yueming watched her movements motionlessly.

Fang Su gave her the bag, "Take it and play with it, then bring it back."

Does Lord Hou think she is such an idle person?

She pouted and ran away with the bag.

Inside the bag are all beautiful little bottles with different colors and materials, some are made of wood, some are made of porcelain, and some are made of jade.

She also took out a round object to illuminate a large area on the dark river beach.

"Master Hou, Lord Hou," she ran back again, "what is this big bead?"

Fang Su finally lit the fire, looked up and saw her holding the Suihou bead as casually as holding an egg, sighed, and said, "That's called the Suihou bead."

"Sui Houzhu, what is that?"

"I got the baby who can win the world, do you like it? I like to give it to you."

It is said that if you get it, you can win the world. Xiao Luo bought it from an antique dealer two years ago, and then gave it to her, saying that it is good for the sword.

Who can have such a big bead embedded in a sword?

Fang Su knew that even if he didn't believe in such things, the emperor should keep them for himself instead of giving them away at random.

What Xiao Luo did was to tell her that he believed her.

But these beads are really useless, she just carries them with her, and they can be used as lighting.

Yue Ming obviously didn't have any idea about Tianxia, ​​after thinking about it, he put the bag back and said, "No."

"why?"

"I've already asked for Lord Hou's fan. Father said that one should not be too greedy."

"A fan is called a reward, it's a gift, it's different."

"But," Yueming hesitated and said, "it doesn't look good at all."

Fang Su took the bag.

She said the priceless things are not good-looking?

Fang Su took out the things and put them in his hands, the light was soft, round and delicate.

Does it look good... There are no flowers or grass on it, and it is plain white. It is normal for children to think it is not good-looking.

Fang Su put it in his hand to play, and suddenly heard a long howl not far away.

It's howling.

Fang Su picked up the sword and said, "Here comes the food."

The author has something to say: When the bright moon was there, it once returned with the colorful clouds. ——Yan Jidao.

There are revisions in the text.

Yuehua, a kind of ancient women's clothing.

The moon is bright. —— "The Book of Songs Moonrise"