Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Rong Fei was tired of sitting on the edge of the stone well, the height was just right for Xu Ziying's hair.

With Xu Ziying's back turned to him, he could feel his hands holding up his hair, and his slender fingers running slowly and gently through the hair.

"Hey, can you hurry up?" Xu Ziying was uncomfortable and kept urging him.

Rong Fei hated the movements of his hands, lowered his eyes and said, "Master, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Xu Ziying curled her lips: "I'm not a woman, so I can't do that."

"Women's hair is not as slippery as yours."

Xu Ziying's hair was black and smooth, and the blue silk was like a waterfall.The afterglow is reflected on it, and it is as smooth and soft as silk.

Rong Fei hates him, he always gives people a debauched temperament, Xu Ziying doesn't know, and he won't believe that he hasn't even touched a woman at 25, so it should be taken for granted.

"Look at your technique, you've tied the hair of many women."

Rong Feiyan paused his hands slightly, and remained silent for a long time, Xu Ziying thought he had hit the mark, and subconsciously turned his head, this time, he bumped into Rong Feiyan's deep eyes.

Xu Ziying's breathing was stagnant, and he didn't notice Rong Feiyan's approach at all. They both fell silent for a moment, and Rong Feiyan suddenly curled his lips at him.

"Master Hou, I have been in the army for nearly ten years. I have never used a concubine. I handle all my life by myself. Life in the military camp is not as good as other places. It's a bit rough, but I still know how to tie my hair."

Hearing this, Xu Ziying's heart was agitated, who could adapt to this time after time travel, he didn't pay attention for a while, and almost forgot that no matter men or women here, all have long hair.

It's certainly not a miracle that Rong Fei knows how to tie his hair.

This man is so smart, sometimes Xu Ziying is powerless to fight, he can't escape for a while, and he can't figure out what a man is thinking.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, Xu Ziying didn't speak, Rong Fei laughed for a while tired of watching him, and said: "You are really interesting."

Xu Ziying wondered if he couldn't afford to offend or hide, and didn't give Rong Feiyan a chance to ask questions, so he sat silently.

Rong Feiyan pulled up his hair, the upper part was tied up, and the lower part was untied. It was simple and unattractive. After tying it up, Rong Feiyan looked at his masterpiece carefully and nodded in satisfaction.

"So lovely."

Then Rong Feiyan taught him how to tie a climbing arm: "This is a climbing arm, it will be convenient for you to do things with this."

Xu Ziying opened his arms to let him do it, and he heard him say: "Yesterday I ordered someone to check your background, and I really found some clues."

Xu Ziying reacted, knowing that Rong Fei was talking about the original owner of this body.

I thought to myself, I thought I was just saying it casually, but I didn't expect him to actually check it out.

The original owner should have died buried in the crowd, which is why Xu Ziying entered this body.Originally, this matter had nothing to do with him, but after thinking about it, he used someone else's body anyway, so he must know something about it.

He said, "Really? What did you find out?"

Rong Fei was tired of helping him untie his arms, and smiled ambiguously: "Want to know? Just give me a kiss and I'll tell you."

Xu Ziying turned and left.

"Hey! Come back, come back."

Rong Fei tired of pulling him back, and returned the money to him, and then stabilized him.

"I'm joking with you, can't I have a laugh?"

Xu Ziying always felt like he was playing house with this man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and said angrily: "Say something quickly."

Rong Fei could only say: "I ordered someone to inquire. You have lived in a village near Xuan Kingdom, Gaoyang Village since childhood."

Xu Ziying wrote it down secretly, and said, "Is there any more?"

"Only these, the rest, I will tell you when I find out."

Xu Ziying nodded, and saw that Rong Fei seemed to be waiting for him to speak, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You didn't, do you remember anything?"

Xu Ziying touched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He didn't really have amnesia, of course he wouldn't remember anything, and he was afraid that Rong Fei would become suspicious if he didn't care, so he could only say.

"No, but I do want to know that."

After finishing speaking, I felt inappropriate, and added: "I don't have amnesia, it's just that I don't remember some things for too long."

And Rong Fei smiled meaningfully, and said to him: "I know."

When Xu Ziying was in the tent at night, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he regretted saying too much to Rong Fei, as if he was deliberately emphasizing something.

At present, he only knows that he is in the military camp along the border, and he knows nothing about the rest of this world.

He was captured by Rong Feiyan just after time travel, and Rong Feiyan told him many things.

Rong Fei hates this person, Xu Ziying will not trust him easily, there is no business at a loss in the world, and there is no giving without asking, so Xu Ziying doesn't believe it.

Simply being nice to him?Xu Ziying smiled self-deprecatingly, how could it be possible for a man whom he had known for less than two days...

After all, since he was a child, all he saw was relatives who kept asking him for money, and the ugly faces of all kinds of strangers, all of which had destroyed him long ago.

He won't trust anyone casually...

Xu Ziying was sitting by the bed in the tent. The bed was clean and tidy, and it must have been newly laid mattresses.

There is also a small table next to the bed, and the candlestick stands on it, and the wax oil rolls down silently, making the candlelight even brighter orange.

Xu Ziying heard movement outside the tent, not long after Uncle Peng came in, made sure that Xu Ziying was not asleep, opened the curtain and came over, and handed him the things in his hand.

"This is..." Xu Ziying looked at the heavy stack of notebooks, almost unsteadily.

"The general asked the old man to bring you the account book. He said that if your hand is broken, you should stop working, and he will not let you idle. I will show you all of them."

As he spoke, he handed over another abacus. Xu Ziying fiddled with the abacus a few times, but was at a loss.

"I can't... forget it, I'll peel potatoes and make a fire tomorrow."

Uncle Peng is tall, but his round body looks very stocky. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes are wrinkled, and his eyes are narrowed into a slit.

"The general asked me to tell you that these are all the recent accounts of the camp, not only to check the accounts, but also to manage the money."

"Silver, silver..." Xu Ziying's eyes lit up when he heard Qian.

He looked at the abacus and ledger illuminated by the candlelight, blinked and said, "That is to say, I'm in charge of the entire camp's money... silver?"

Uncle Peng smiled and nodded: "It can be said that... But, didn't you say that you don't know how to read it, then I will still be with the general..."

"I can!"

After he finished speaking, he himself didn't believe it. Although he was very sensitive to numbers, he didn't know the slightest bit about ancient abacus books. He smiled embarrassedly and said to Uncle Peng.

"Then, uncle, teach me."

Uncle Peng walked out while enjoying himself: "Wait tomorrow a general will say that he will personally teach you."

"Hey, Uncle Peng!"

Xu Ziying knew that Rong Fei would come if he wanted to or not, but now he had another matter to ask urgently.

Uncle Peng turned around: "What else?"

"Well, it's just..." Xu Ziying insinuated.

"The whole camp... knows about me, did I get bought by Rong Feiyan?"

There was only one candle lit in the tent, and Uncle Peng stood far away, so he couldn't see his face clearly in the dark.

He didn't blame Ziying for calling Rong Fei disgusting, but only replied: "More than half of the people know."

Early the next morning, Rong Fei had a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and as soon as he walked to the door of the kitchen tent, he saw Xu Ziying sitting by the stove and lighting a fire.

Xu Ziying didn't tie his arms, rolled up his sleeves, and put firewood into the fire hole. The cloth strips on his hands disappeared, and the scabbed scars on his palms were clearly visible.

Rong Fei got tired of throwing the grass away, stood not far away and looked at it for a while, frowned slightly, and quietly called Uncle Peng over.

"Didn't Ben Hou say that he is not allowed to work?"

Uncle Peng said: "I told you, but he didn't listen. He said that you can get money only after you dry it. He even peeled half a pot of potatoes yesterday. If you hadn't come, that pot could have been cleaned up. When he got up this morning, he even turned the stove on." The room was cleaned up."

Not knowing whether to tell Uncle Peng, or to himself, Rong Fei murmured wearily: "Who taught you to do these things? Why don't you even sleep late."

Uncle Peng sighed: "He works too neatly and doesn't procrastinate at all. It seems that he has been used to this kind of life after suffering for too long."

"Really..." Rong Feiyan said lightly, his pupils were rippling, he didn't continue to look, and walked over.

Xu Ziying noticed someone approaching, saw that Rong Fei was bored, lowered his head and stuffed another firewood, patted the dust on his hands, and said indifferently.

"You're here."

Rong Feiyan grabbed his wrist and made him stand up: "The hand is just right, aren't you afraid of pain?"

Xu Ziying didn't care at all: "Then what's the matter, it's just a little scratched, and I can't die."

Xu Ziying always doesn't like this body with thin skin and tender flesh, it will definitely hurt if he touches it, and the palms are so white and tender that even holding a firewood is too painful.

He was still thinking about grinding out more calluses so he could work, so he rubbed his face, and the ashes from the stove were all over his face.

The handsome powdered face was covered with black dust, Rong Fei got tired of watching it, and most of the gloom in his heart disappeared. He had nothing to wipe, so he stretched out his hand and said.

"do not move."

The author has something to say: I feel that many friends like the cp pair of Zhengye x Chuhan in the villain. This pair will appear in this book. I will try to let them interact more (ヮ) but it is estimated that it will be in the second half