Master wants to hug

Fang Su could feel the person in his arms turn cold all of a sudden.

"This Marquis told His Majesty that I want to kill you, and I want to kill you with my own hands."

Fang Houye's way of loving others is so weird.

"Don't you like me? Don't you like what I give you?" She said in Yueming's ear, "What about life and death? Are you willing to accept it?"

Don't you like me?

If you like me, you have to bear it, you know?

No matter how wronged or uncomfortable you have to suffer, you know?Who told you that it's not good to like anyone, you have to like me like crazy?

Yueming remained motionless in her arms, and finally laughed out loud, saying: "Okay."

She smiled very happily, and the gloom between her brows melted away at once.

"Okay," she said.

"Master, how do you do it?" She almost touched Fang Shu's lips, raising her eyes with provocative strokes, "Using a sword, using poison?"

She found that pretending to be pitiful to Fang Su didn't seem to work very well.

"Why don't you let me die on the bed, master."

After knowing Fang Su's decision, she was not sad at all, and said calmly: "It's not too pitiful not to be able to get what you want before you die, master, just take care of me."

"Master," she leaned close to Fang Su's temples and whispered, "Master, you love me, love me."

Wolf ambition is undisguised.

The love in the eyes - the desire is monstrous.

Fang Su kicked her down.

Yueming was caught off guard, and his back was still a little dazed against the icy cold ground.

Master Fang tidied up his clothes, and said coldly, "You are so courageous."

Yueming flicked the dust off his clothes helplessly, and said, "Master, I was wrong."

"When did you change it?"

Yueming had no choice but to remain silent.

"The Marquis and His Majesty promised to kill you. Your Majesty Poison Jiu sent it. I guess the Marquis should ask Nan Chuantuo to see it."

"Master Nan? What does this have to do with him?"

"If your father is really Yu Junlan, then it has something to do with it. Nan Chuantuo's wife and daughter were all killed by Yu Junlan."

"personally?"

"Correct."

"..."

"I am Yu Junlan's daughter, if I am," Yueming said with difficulty, "Is it because of this?"

"Father pays the son's debt," Fang Su said: "It's not unreasonable to do this. If it's this Marquis, not only will you be killed, but you will also be killed."

She really doesn't understand what the Great Qi Junhou thinks, but if someone kills Fang Su...

She choked, and found that her thoughts were not much different from Fang Su's.

"So Master intends to kill me?"

"Correct."

"As you said, weigh the pros and cons. This Marquis is a smart person. It's really not worth it to abandon your title, military exploits, honor and favor for a dispensable little apprentice." She laughed and said, "You think so too Bar."

Yueming almost knelt down for this ancestor, so he could only say again: "Master, I was really wrong."

"That's right, how can you be wrong? You are so accurate in trying to figure out people's hearts, even this Marquis is willing to bow down."

So Yueming said again: "I was wrong."

These three words are too common, but when she said them, they seemed extremely sincere, and they couldn't be fake.

"What is the master going to do?"

"Naturally, I poured poisonous wine on you in front of Nan Chuantuo, and then wrapped you in a straw mat and threw you into a mass grave to feed the wild dogs."

Yueming said with a smile: "As long as it is given by the master, what's the harm in poisoned wine?"

Yueming's eyes are very sincere and affectionate.

Fang Su has seen many people look at her with such eyes, which are partly sincere and partly fake, partly greedy for power and partly lustful.

But no one's eyes can be so affectionate, maybe it's because they are born with peach blossom eyes, or maybe it's because the color of these eyes is too bright.

"Are you serious?"

"To be honest, poisonous wine is sweet after passing through the master's hands."

Fang Su asked seriously: "Are you molesting Benhou?"

Yueming was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "If I say yes, what will happen to the master?"

Fang Su said: "Even if you whitewash peace like this, Ben Hou still wants to kill you."

"..."

"Since the master is going to kill him no matter what, why don't you let me have a good time molesting him."

Fang Su nodded and said, "Alright, this Marquis has always been very tolerant towards the dead."

I don't know what kind of courage these words gave Yue Ming, he actually dared to get on the couch, moved closer to Fang Su's side, and whispered in his ear: "Master, I really like you."

Fang Su pushed her head away and said, "I've heard too many of these words."

Yueming bit her lip, and pulled away in time when Fang Su wanted to make a move, triumphantly like a child who stole candy, said: "Sweet."

Fang Su has experienced many battles, and the little apprentice's teasing is not enough for her, but in the end, she is so tickled, if she doesn't want to talk about business, she will have been executed on the spot.

The little apprentice's ignorant appearance looked to her like a little fox with his tail swaying and acting coquettish, thinking he was seductive and keeping the safest distance, but in fact he was held in Fang Su's hand all the time and couldn't move.

Isn't this a little fool?

Fang Su coughed twice, looked away from Yueming's face, and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Yueming blinked blankly and said, "Master, I didn't say anything just now."

Fang Su seemed to be caught on the spot doing something, and said coldly with a straight face: "The wings are stiff, dare to talk back?"

The little apprentice immediately shook his head like a pounding garlic, and said: "Of course I don't dare, I wouldn't even dare if I had a hundred guts."

Fang Su thought to himself, you don't dare, but you haven't done enough?

"This Marquis wants to send you to the south, stay for three to five years, and come back after the limelight passes."

"South?"

"There is Suliu Hou Helinjun." Fang Su said.

"Does Marquis Suliu know about this?" Yueming couldn't help asking.

"He will know soon." Fang Su said.

She once killed He Linjun, and He Linjun didn't like to owe favors to others, so he swore that as long as Fang Su asked him to do it, he could do anything except treason.

"With the protection of Marquis Suliu, you will be much better off in the south," Fang Su said, "Also, even if someone really has suspicions about you, they won't find out about Marquis Suliu."

Suliuhou has nothing to do with the world, and he never takes sides on the issues of party disputes and kingship change. Even if someone really doesn't wink and asks, he will pass a glass of wine.

See off guests after drinking, very polite.

"Before I went to see His Majesty, the homing pigeon was sent out by the people in the mansion." Fang Su's tone was very indifferent, as if he knew that no matter what she and the emperor said, they were destined to die without a problem.

It was only at this time that Yueming got a peek at the tip of the iceberg of the depth of this person's scheming.

If it wasn't for Fang Su's intention, then her little thoughts and tricks would not be enough for Fang Su.

After several years of fighting, he became a military lord. He has stood in the court for more than ten years, and his honor and favor have not diminished.

"That poisonous wine..."

"He asked you to drink it, so you really drink it?" Fang Su wanted to pry Yueming's head open to see what was inside, "You have practiced martial arts for nothing for so many years. You can drink it and spit it out again. ?”

"Shut up?"

"Yes. Make yourself look like a dead person," Fang Su became impatient, "This Marquis Ben has a coffin made of thick wood. People lying in it are the same as lying outside, and they can breathe freely. But from the outside, this coffin looks like a dead person." It's just an ordinary fragrant nanmu coffin."

"Master," she questioned, "Why do you keep this?"

"It's a life-saving gadget when you have a narrow escape." Fang Su obviously didn't want to talk about the origin of the coffin, and said, "Do you understand what Ben Hou said?"

"Afterwards, the Marquis will ask people to send the coffin to Wanzhou. Wanzhou emphasizes business, and the folk customs are open. People from outside the region have contacts all year round. No matter who they are in Wanzhou, it won't last that long."

"The Marquis will go back with you, because of you, or this coffin will be buried in Fang's ancestral grave."

Yueming pointed at himself incredulously, and said, "Me? Fang's ancestral grave?"

"Is there a problem?" Fang Su asked confidently.

Yueming said dryly: "Of course... no, it's just that I was buried in Fang's ancestral grave, that's it... um... I don't understand?"

Fang Su laughed angrily, and said: "You say that, but do you feel that you have been wronged by being buried in the ancestral grave?"

"No," Yueming retorted: "It's just that those who can be buried in the ancestral grave are all people with names and surnames and whose genealogy can be verified. I didn't write it into Fang's family tree, and naturally the tablet is not qualified to be placed in the ancestral hall. After a hundred years, the dust Return to ashes, return to ashes, when the younger generations repair their ancestors’ graves, they will only see extra, nameless coffins. Those who don’t know may think that some adult violated the etiquette and buried the concubine in it, and dare not erect a monument .”

Fang Su couldn't stop laughing, and said, "Is that what you think?"

"Should I not think so?" Yue Ming asked back.

"If you insist on status, fine, I will give it to you."

Fang Su showed the most sincere and malicious smile tonight, "Ben Hou wrote that he is Ben Hou's apprentice, he is the son of Pingyang Hou's mansion, how about it?"

"The other people probably thought I was the daughter you secretly gave birth to outside." Yue Ming refused to let go.

"Joke, why did the Marquis secretly give birth? What are you afraid of?"

"..."

"Don't be so stern, give me a smile."

Yueming smiled like a prostitute.

"..." This time Fang Su was speechless.

"Master, you always have to give me a title."

"Is the title of little apprentice not enough? You have both title and love, what more do you want?" Fang Su narrowed his eyes.

Master Fang Hou is so beautiful in the world, Yueming feels that he has stopped breathing.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants," Fang Su lifted Yueming's chin, and said, "It's not a good habit to be insatiable. Hasn't this Marquis ever taught you what it means to accept it when you see it?"

"Isn't that a fool?"

"Oh?"

"It's a fool to accept it as soon as it's good. It's the real skill to get everything you want when you see it, and then retire after success."

Yueming said softly, ever since she realized that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, she stopped pretending, but the habit of speaking could not be changed for a while.

"Master, give me a title. Not much, just Mrs. Hou Ye."

The author has something to say: Amway's own old article, the president is with her political opponent.

The one I like very much, he (mark the key point), not abuse (free heart evidence).

Others think that we are incompatible, but in fact we only have differences when we go to x.

This is probably the story.