Master wants to hug

Relying on Fang Su's liking and guilt towards her, Yu Junhengzhen successfully tricked her into the palace.

A wine glass, a jug of wine.

Fang Su frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Yu Junheng took the mud seal and said, "Master is not in good health."

"So you mean, you drink, Ben Hou watches?"

Yu Junhengzhen poured half of the glass, licked the side of the glass, and said with a smile: "Yes."

The tip of her pink tongue circled around the wine glass, she squinted and said, "Good wine."

Fang Su wanted to get the wine, but Yueming stopped him. The rebel held his master's wrist and said, "No."

Fang Su laughed angrily, and said, "A traitor."

"It's a traitor to drink it for you," Yu Junheng said, "What's more, the Marquis of Pingyang has never seen any wine before. How rare is this?"

"Yueming."

"Ok?"

Fang Su waved at her, and Yu Junheng went over without knowing why, and was held down by the old and disrespectful master, and he pinched his chin and kissed a few times.

Her ears suddenly burned.

"master?"

"It's so bitter." Fang Su backed away as if nothing had happened, and said, "Who brewed it?"

Yu Junheng touched his lips, his eyes were a little dazed, and said: "Master, you..."

"I'll taste how it tastes."

Seeing her smile, Yu Junhengzhen clearly intended to tease her, and followed her words: "How's the taste?"

"Sweet and bitter."

As for what is sweet and what is bitter, she doesn't need to think about it.

"Master, don't you want to try again?"

"Forget it," Fang Su waved his hands again and again, "If you drink any more, you'll get drunk."

"What are you afraid of with my drunken master?"

"I'm afraid," she smiled lowly, snatched the cup from Yu Junhengzhen's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Young people are very angry and hurt their bodies."

After all, Yu Junhengzhen was not as thick-skinned as Fang Houye, and the tips of his ears were red.

"It's really wine?" Fang Su said, stunned, "Why is it so hard?"

"It's made from Coptis chinensis."

"...It's quite a new path, this brewer."

"I made it."

"what."

Fang Su pressed the wine jar and said, "When was it brewed?"

"My first year away."

Fang Su fell silent for a while.

People are really strange, she wants Fang Su to rest assured, she wants to tell Fang Su that she is doing well, but she also wants Fang Su to feel bad.

It seemed that she could get some great comfort from Fang Su's silent love.

She looked up, and there was a bright moon hanging in the sky.

She remembered that she also went back to Daqi later, to the house where Fang Su took her to steal wine.

She remembered that there were many, many good wines at that time, and in the end there was only a jar of Coptis chinensis wine, which seemed to be brewed by herself. It was bitter, astringent and spicy, and it was not the same as her own Tongfang Suhe.

This seems to be a small, harmless joke made by He Linjun.

Yu Junhengzhen leaned under the tree that Fang Su leaned against, and tears fell into the wine while drinking.

What is it like.

She thought of Fang Su, it was all Fang Su.

She stood up drowsily, then knelt down on the ground with a plop, because of too much stamina, she fell asleep.

There is the world in the dream, and there is Fangsu in the dream.

Good dreams.

Yu Junhengzhen looked at Fang Su's smiling face and said, "I brewed a lot, this is the last jar."

"Why is this wine made?"

"Coptis chinensis harvest, too much."

After all, she couldn't express her resentment, her hatred, her grievance and discomfort.

She didn't want Fang Su to suffer too.

"Master feels bitter, shall we make licorice next time?"

"You don't even let me drink it." Fang Su said, "What do you brew it for?"

What's more, where's the future?

"We drink a glass a day, half a glass, and then brew hundreds of altars."

Fang Su smiled and said, "How long will it last?"

Yu Junheng said: "Drink for a lifetime."

Fang Su's heart skipped a beat, but seeing Yu Jun Hengzhen smiling with his eyes bent, his expression was so gentle that water could drip out, he was indeed very serious.

Fang Su said, "What did you say?"

"lifetime."

Fang Shu went over and rubbed her hair, and said, "Seeing you like this in Xiliang made me feel relieved a lot."

I don't want to reassure you at all.

Yu Junheng thought about it.

She wanted Fang Su to feel pain for her and shed tears for her.

But she has been a sensible and well-behaved child since she was a child.

This time, she still didn't indulge her willfulness.

Yu Junhengzhen drank the wine, took a sip and glanced at Fang Su.

The two of them had nothing to say and didn't feel embarrassed, but were contented.

"See what I do? Have a drink?"

Yu Junheng shook his wine glass and said, "It's delicious."

Fang Su frowned on purpose: "The Majesty Xiliang doesn't even have food and drink."

"With such a beauty, what appetizers do you need?"

Fang Su pointed to the cup and said, "Look."

Yu Junheng lowered his head, only seeing his own reflection in the wine glass, and nothing else.

"how?"

"Such a beauty," Fang Su smiled presumptuously, "isn't it enough for a drink?"

Yu Junhengzhen said slowly: "Then, is such a beauty worthy of Pingyanghou's dinner table?"

"I'm afraid it's not the dinner table that I want to go to."

"I," she said with a soft voice, "I have coveted the bed in Pingyang Hou's bedroom for many years."

Fang Su misinterpreted her meaning and said: "If I had known you liked me, I would have moved that bed here, and it would be considered to please His Majesty and make a good relationship between the two countries."

"Isn't Qin Jin better?"

Fang Su said: "Bolder and bolder."

"Of course the master is used to it."

"I never taught you to speak like that."

"I've been fascinated by my ears and eyes, and my master had a lot of romantic debts back then."

"How many times have you seen it? Besides, what's too much? I didn't even touch my hands."

Yu Junhengzhen looked at Fang Su, and suddenly said, "What about now? Is there anyone around Master now?"

"Or where did the supernatural beauties come to pay off all the master's debts?"

The matter of her marrying Yueming made a lot of trouble, but it was suppressed in the end because of meticulous work. If Yueming really hasn't left Xiliang in the past three years, then it's only natural that she doesn't know.

She even had to think about her own identity and Yueming's identity.

After all, she is not a young man in her early twenties, full of passion and reckless.

"I……"

Yu Junhengzhen looked at her nervously.

"Yes." Finally, she replied.

so what?

Not to mention the comments of the world, how is Daqi, and how is the world?

She has made great military achievements, she is worthy of the people of Daqi, and she is not ashamed of the ancestors of the Fang family, the Sri Lankan people have gone and returned, so why add another clue of torture?

Yu Junheng Zhenben's wolf-like eyes dimmed instantly.

"When?" she asked, taking a deep breath.

"three years ago."

"..."

"Really?" She said with a dry smile, "Master..." She found that she couldn't find any words to evaluate Fang Su's behavior and could only pause without words.

"I have married her through three media and six marriages, and my name has been written on the genealogy, but now I have to change it."

Yu Junheng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Who would know that your real name is Yu Junhengzhen? I thought it was Yu Junheng Yinhu who made it up. Yueming is a nickname?" She continued: "No nicknames can be written on the genealogy. I'm disrespectful, when I go back, I'll change back to Yu Junhengzhen."

"But to be honest, neither of your names is very good."

"Why don't I call you Madam from now on."

Yu Junhengzhen still didn't say a word.

Fang Su thought to himself: "Have you not seen my parents yet? I have seen your tablet. At that time, I thought something happened to you, so I put the tablet in the ancestral hall. I want my ancestors to take good care of you."

"Now they're going to scold me for being immodest, and they're making fun of things like this. I haven't waited for a daughter-in-law for three years."

"I don't want them to wait for you," Fang Su said, "Let's go together in a hundred years, and I'll tell you who they are one by one. The Fang family has a big business, and it will take a few days just to recognize relatives."

It's rare for Fang Su to say so much in one breath, but some people don't appreciate it, so he hasn't said a word yet.

"What's wrong?" Fang Su touched Yu Junhengzhen and said, "Why don't you speak?"

Yu Junheng raised his head, his eyes were a little red.

"Don't cry, the Marquis is the least willing to coax others."

"I'm not someone else." Yu Junhengzhen was even more aggrieved.

"Benhou can't see you crying, that's fine," Fang Su said, "I feel bad when you cry."

"If you don't agree, say you don't agree, why are you crying? You have this status, and you are afraid that the Marquis will force you to fail?"

Yu Junhengzhen thought about the way Fang Su forced himself, and he actually looked forward to it, and said, "Okay."

"Ok?"

What good?

"I don't know about these things," Yu Junheng said, "I thought Master didn't want me long ago."

"It was only later that I realized that Master was being tricked by someone, so I went to Xiliang."

"Who said that?" She asked about the fact that she didn't want Yu Junhengzhen.

"They're all dead." Yu Junheng replied casually, "It would be a disappointment if I said it."

"They said, do you believe it?"

"I couldn't believe the scene at that time," Yu Junheng said, "I found myself in Xiliang after drinking the wine. I really, I..."

"But I still doubt it. I don't think the master will be so heartless, at least he won't be so heartless to me."

"But since I didn't have real power at the beginning, I couldn't find out anything."

"Later, I learned about the young master's usurpation of the throne, and I also learned the whole story from a person."

Only then did she see clearly.

At that time, it was already the autumn of the second year.

It's not easy to hate someone, it's only been a year and a half, but it almost killed her.

"Master, it's getting late." She grabbed Fang Su's hand and said, "Why don't you go, stay and rest."

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