Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

The former owner of this mansion was some unlucky Yan courtier. Now that the country is ruined and the family is dead, he escaped first, leaving a room full of servants of men, women and children. Only a few pleasing ones were left who were killed by Pei Xiangyun, and they all rushed over to Jiang. Yi pick.

Jiang Yi looked at the four or five servant girls who were weeping like pear blossoms and rain, and sighed softly, and the haze in his heart became heavier and heavier.

The Us soldier standing by the side looked at him calmly for a moment, and said in blunt Chinese: "Not satisfied?"

Before Jiang Yi could speak, one of the servants suddenly spat at him, with disgust in his eyes: "Traitor!"

The face of the Wusi soldier changed suddenly, and even if he wanted to call for someone to take this lifeless young man down, he heard Jiang Yi say, "It's him..."

"Can……"

Jiang Yi raised his still indifferent eyebrows: "Don't you understand? I say he's the one."

Pei Xiangyun happened to come in from outside the house, and after hearing Jiang Yi's words, he said to the guard, "Since Master has already decided on a candidate, the rest will be..."

Seeing the frightened few people almost fainting, Jiang Yi frowned: "No killing is allowed."

"Damn! I want you to pretend to be a good person!" The boy didn't know what was wronged, and started to curse again, "My parents are all dead, but you are still sitting here! Why don't you die!"

Pei Xiangyun looked at Jiang Yi almost immediately, his expression changed slightly, and then his eyes darkened: "Drag him out."

"I said killing people is not allowed..." Jiang Yi glanced at him, "Don't you understand?"

Pei Xiangyun looked at the boy, the anger in his eyes burning more and more.

It wasn't that the boy's words really offended him, but the teacher's attitude made him feel cold.

How could he even protect a young servant who had just met and even spoke rudely?

His attitude was much better, and he could even be called respectful. Why didn't Jiang Yi give himself a good look?

Pei Xiangyun began to calmly estimate his position in Jiang Yi's heart again. After a long while, he didn't have the confidence, so he could only bite the tip of his tongue and force the murderous anger to calm down slowly.

The soldier on the side lowered his head and asked softly: "General, these people still..."

Pei Xiangyun glared at him viciously: "Don't you understand the words? Deposit them all for me so that you can bring them with you. Don't let Mr. Jiang worry!"

There was jealousy and unhappiness in his words, and he deliberately told Jiang Yi, trying to let that person know his unhappiness, and then try to make him happy like in the past.

But Jiang Yi still had that indifferent attitude.

He was sitting at the table with one hand on his cheek, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't hear anything, his black hair was untied, and it fell loosely on his shoulders, which was clearly different from the white undershirt.

Just like... their current relationship.

Every time Pei Xiangyun thinks of this, the smell of blood rises between Pei Xiangyun's lips and teeth, and he wants to pounce on the man's fair neck and bite hard, watching him become surprised and flustered in his arms, and stop using his current numb and indifferent attitude For him, only in this way can Pei Xiangyun clearly realize that the teacher is still alive in front of him.

Otherwise, he always suspects that the person in front of him will disappear the next moment.

But he didn't.

The boy was undoubtedly trembling with fright, but his back was still straight, like a pine tree standing in the snow.

Pei Xiangyun restrained his thoughts, frowned and said, "Go to work soon."

The Naus soldier responded, and hastily escorted the other captives out together with several others.

Pei Xiangyun whispered: "Master, am I still obedient?"

Jiang Yi didn't want to talk to him at all, and grabbed the boy's hand very familiarly, and said softly, "You look a lot like an old friend of mine."

Pei Xiangyun was left alone by him, his face turned red and blue, and he took two steps forward and grabbed the teacher's wrist.

Jiang Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Before he could speak, he was firmly pressed on the chair.

The boy had already crawled out of the room when he glared at him, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Jiang Yi raised his head slightly, and looked at the completely unfamiliar apprentice in front of him with great interest: "What? Finally, I can't help but want to kill me?"

The smell of blood rose from Pei Xiangyun's mouth again.

He gripped Jiang Yi's wrist almost crazily, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and said word by word: "You are not allowed to look at other people."

"I'm not allowed to look at other people?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "This request is rather strange. Are you, Pei Xiangyun, as beautiful as a fairy? I have eyes and I can see whatever I want. What does it have to do with you?"

After all, he was afraid that he was not hot enough, so he brought Pei Xiangyun's hand up and stopped in front of his eyes: "Or goug out my eyes, and I will never be able to look at others again."

The back of Pei Xiangyun's hand touched the skin and quickly retracted it.

"How dare the disciple goug the master's eyes..." he said softly, "the disciple... is reluctant."

Jiang Yi sneered slightly: "You dare to do too many things, I can't control you."

Pei Xiangyun couldn't hear him talking to himself in such a weird way, so he took a step back and respectfully said, "Master caught cold along the way, and there happened to be a hot soup pool here, so this disciple took Master to take a bath and rest."

Before Jiang Yi could say "no", he was hugged again by the waist.

The boy who just ran out was kneeling and sitting outside the soup pond, his face was full of tears, he raised his eyes full of hatred and gouged him out, then lowered his head again.

Pei Xiangyun carefully put Jiang Yi on the bench beside him, grabbed the boy's hair with his backhand and lifted Shengsheng up: "If you look at him with that look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

Jiang Yi chuckled: "General Pei is not willing to goug my eyes, but he is willing to goug other people's eyes. I am so moved by such respect for the teacher."

Pei Xiangyun's face froze.

That's it again.

Although Jiang Yi's mouth was poisonous in the first place, it was only limited to the stubborn and corrupt officials of the Yan Dynasty before, and he was never willing to say a similar heavy word to Pei Xiangyun.

Why doesn't Master love him anymore?

The uneasiness in his heart permeated again, he only calmed down his heavy breathing, and let go of the boy's hair after a while.

The boy fell down heavily and returned to his original position. Pei Xiangyun glared at him, then turned and left.

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to help the boy up, but the boy didn't appreciate it and slapped his hand away: "I don't want your sympathy, hypocrite!"

The slender fingers felt empty and curled up slightly.

A trace of bewilderment flashed across Jiang Yi's face, and he raised his eyes to look at the servant, those beautiful eyes seemed to be full of sadness.

Seeing his expression like this, the boy was choked up in the middle of the insulting words that he wanted to say all at once: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yi withdrew his hand, and seemed to laugh at himself: "It's okay, I thought of someone when I saw you."

He stretched out his hand and slowly loosened the undershirt, revealing a covered body with criss-crossed welts.

The body that should have been fair was covered with hideous scars, and there was even a fierce knife wound across the lower abdomen, which made people feel terrified at a glance.

The little servant swallowed, watching him in amazement and slowly stepping on the water into the soup pond.

Jiang Yi didn't seem to care about his injuries, and looked back at him: "Do you want to be together?"

The boy shook his head in amazement, but looked honestly at his body submerged in the water.

"Curious?" Jiang Yi leaned against the edge of the pool, narrowing his narrow eyes slightly, "Listen to the two words you scolded me... you should know me?"

The boy nodded hesitantly.

"I was tortured on the way to Wusi when I was captured..." Jiang Yi's voice was very soft, without bitterness or hatred, as if he was not telling his own story, "Too many of them were killed in Longxi back then, This group of mad dogs were driven into a hurry, and finally seized the opportunity to humiliate me, how could they let it go so easily."

The boy swallowed, and subconsciously asked, "Well, what then?"

"Then……"

Jiang Yi raised his hand to pick up a string of water droplets, watched the water droplets slide slowly from his fingertips over his palm, and then fell back into the pool: "Then my old friend who looks like you robbed the carriage escorting me, I got out."

"And then he died..." Jiang Yi said, "He rescued me, but he didn't make it by himself. He was caught and tortured to death by the Uz people, and hung on the wall for seven days."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "Forget it, I'm dead, what's the point of saying this."

The boy looked at the indifferent expression on his face, but felt that he must be very sad.

After all, there seemed to be light flickering in the eyes of those two who did not fluctuate when talking to Pei Xiangyun.

He suddenly felt a little heartbroken, subconsciously leaned over, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, just now I..."

"What are you apologizing for?" Jiang Yi said, "I was a sinner in the first place, and you scolded me very well."

"I……"

Jiang Yi suddenly reached out and gently stroked his face, his eyes became a little more confused: "If he is still alive, he should really look like you."

The boy lowered his eyes, his throat rolled, and his heartbeat suddenly became faster.

He didn't dare to look at him randomly, he said falteringly, "I..."

As soon as he said the first word in a sentence, he heard a deep voice above his head: "What are you doing?"

The servant shuddered for a moment, quickly distanced himself from Jiang Yi, turned his head slowly, and saw Pei Xiangyun, who had replaced the light armor, standing not far away.

Pei Xiangyun only felt that the already tense string in his mind was about to break.

Ever since I met Jiang Yi today, I haven't received a smile from my teacher, or even a gentle word, but now he is so gentle to a servant.

He couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or anger that went to his head, making him grab the boy's collar and yank hard.

The boy rolled a few times on the already wet and slippery stone, hit his head on the sharp corner of the stone, and groaned in pain.

Jiang Yi sighed with a headache and turned his back, out of sight and out of mind.

Pei Xiangyun glared at the servant for a while with a sullen face, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth: "Get lost!"

The little servant was as good as he was, and immediately got up and rolled away.

Listening to the movement behind him, Jiang Yi knew that today's affairs would not be so good, just thinking of this, he put his hands on his shoulders.

Although the palms of those hands were rough, they were very hot. They gently rubbed his shoulders, and even the old scars on his shoulders came alive, with soreness all the way into the cracks in the bones.

The author says:

Gouzi: sour