Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 177 The Young Master Is So Proud (13)

As soon as I raised my head, the bridge of my nose touched the white gauze on the young master’s hat. It was a bit itchy. I reached out and lifted the white gauze, like a bride’s hijab, and said slowly in a trembling voice: “Stay here, young master.” .”

He laughed softly, his voice was very pleasant, and there was a faint fragrance of bamboo on his body, which was clear and cold.

This is the person I've thought about for a long time, but when I really hugged him, I started to feel a little scared, like a child who got a treasure that I had been looking forward to for a long time but shouldn't have.

"Qianfan, if you regret it now, it's still too late." The young master said warmly, his cold face approached mine.

On my neck, a shallow kiss fell.

My body trembled slightly, I stretched out my hand involuntarily, and then replied without hesitation: "If I let you leave, I will regret it, son, I don't want, I don't want to say goodbye to you."

His fingers were slender and fair, holding a strand of my hair in his hand, "Qianfan, I also want to be by your side forever, I want to be with you." This sentence seems to be a sigh, but it also seems to be emotional.

I choked for a moment, sobbed and said: "Mmm..." Mmm, I want to be by the young master's side forever, want to be with the young master.No matter where you go, no matter what kind of things you encounter, as long as the person by your side is him.

Gradually falling in love with the young master, I thought it was just my own crazy dream.

The assassination plan of 30 taels is still carried out at the original price, but the condition is that the young master will live in the dead building and wait until the assassination is over in the dead building to get the ending he wants.

It's a beautiful name, it's to get better protection, but son, you follow me every day and stay in my room, it's hard for me to explain to my subordinates, okay?

But I don't know what kind of advantage the young master took to stop the mouth of the poisonous Yang Zhou. That day when I was pale, covering my stomach and lying on the bed covered with a thick quilt, when Yang Zhou felt the pulse, I just said very considerately : "Pavilion Master, this kind of thing should be done in moderation. I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and you can rest for a few days."

I was so bored that I shrank my head into the quilt, my eyes wandered, and I said to Yang Zhou: "Thank you very much."

Yang Zhou said with emotion: "It's a good pig, so I went to eat other people's cabbage."

I was speechless for a moment, I didn't expect that in the eyes of these subordinates, I was a pig and the young master was someone else's cabbage.

But this statement is not unreasonable, isn't the young master just a white and beautiful cabbage?
Now I have a sense of guilt for ruining other people's cabbage.

Since the son lived in the room next to me, even my quality of life has been significantly improved. I can't get tired of eating fine meat and fine meat, and I have gained several catties from eating.

The Ji family's plan to destroy the family was handed over to Wu Ya, the deacon on the [-]th floor. Wu Ya and the Ji family also happened to have a family-killing feud.

In view of the sky-high price of 30 taels, for this assassination, Silou planned to dispatch [-] top killers and assign them to the seven branches of the Ji family. As for the main family, six executives led by Wu Ya would sneak into it in advance. , as maids, grooms, guards and other positions.

When the two hundred top killers have resolved the division of the family, they will meet up at the main house, and then they will join forces inside and outside to wipe out the Ji family.

It is rumored that the Ji family is a family of witches and Gu. Later, relying on their superb divination skills, they can predict the outcome of battles, call clouds and rain, and change the climate. I became one of the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, but their foundation is shallow. Since the death of the first emperor (that is, I was usurped), my current status has become precarious.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.At that time, when the Ji family participated in the palace change, followed other aristocratic families, and supported Gu Suzheng to rise to power, they should have expected such a day.

The dead return from hell, the king's revenge, I don't know if the Ji family can bear the anger.

When I was lying on the bed and happily eating the old hen with wolfberries and red dates fed by my son, these cruel things were in my mind.

The young master said softly, "Open your mouth."

I groaned, swallowed another mouthful of soup, licked my lips satiatedly, but a cold kiss fell on the corner of my lips.

I stared blankly at Young Master, his usual cold and beautiful face was now slightly flushed, and he said in a disguised manner: "Are you full? I still have some things to deal with, so I'm leaving first."

I nodded.

From that day on, the relationship between my son and I became a little strange. We haven't gotten used to the relationship with each other, and we have become more intimate.

I am no longer the son's bodyguard, but his partner.But in my subconscious mind, he is still the flower of Gaoling who is separated from me by thousands of mountains and rivers, the son I want to protect for the rest of my life.

But the young master crossed the thousands of mountains and rivers, and the flower of Gaoling at that time was right in front of me, blushing because of a kiss like a touch of water.

I finally took a step for him, sat up with my hands on the bed, my black hair fell down my shoulders to my wrists, and my fingers touched the son's face.

"But I want you to stay." There was pleading in my eyes.

There was joy in the young master's eyes, and the starlight in the sky fell into his eyes. I stretched out my fingers and touched his eyelashes, and a butterfly danced on my fingertips...

Like, like, like son.

It is the mood that is about to cry.

This feeling is like a hundred butterflies fluttering their wings up and down in my heart. When they flutter their wings, the sound is so soft that it can hardly be heard. I don’t even dare to touch the slender and thin wings. touch it.

It wasn't until sunset that the young master returned to his room.

And I also have a new name for him, Ziyu, which is the word for son.

Shangguan Xia Jin, courtesy name Ziyu.

In the evening, Wu Ya came to see me, holding a detailed assassination plan in her hand.

Like this kind of big business, in the final outcome, if there is a careless move, it will not be that the Ji family will be wiped out, but Zhengrong Pavilion will be seriously injured because of this.

Wu Ya looked at me lying on the bed with a clear look in her eyes.

She sat by my bed and read to me the punishment methods for the elders of the Ji family. The lack of arms and legs was considered kind, and some half-dead tortures made my hair stand on end and my body felt chills.

"Pavilion Master, what do you think of this method of assassination? Does it particularly relieve hatred!" There was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and two dimples formed on her face.

My throne was lost by the Ji family. In terms of hatred, I must be no less than Wu Ya, but I really can't think of such a decisive way to kill people.

I asked with some doubts: "Wu Ya, the Ji family, how did you let your family die? It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, I'm just curious."

Wu Ya rolled up the assassination plan book in her hand, and with the same smile on her face, she said softly: "It's just like what is written in the assassination plan book, the 97 people who will destroy my family will leave me alone. At that time , I’m only five years old. Now I’m just using the way of the other and giving it back to him. If the Pavilion Master thinks it’s cruel, I will change it as appropriate.”

I shook my head when I heard the words, and said: "Just let go and do it. Naturally, you have to have fun with revenge. I have waited for many years, and I guess this is the only time in my life. But I still have one more thing to worry about." .”

Wu Ya stopped laughing when she heard the words, and asked seriously: "Pavilion Master, what are you worried about?"

I sat upright, and looked at Wu Ya firmly, "I'm worried, what if the Ji family's divination technique predicts our actions, what will happen? Zi didn't say anything strange, but I'd rather believe it, It's unbelievable..."

Wu Ya shook her head lightly, and said, "Pavilion master is too worried. If the Ji family really has that ability, how could they be so stupid as to spend 3 taels of silver to assassinate the head of the Shangguan family?" laugh at.

"The so-called divination is just judging the situation. It's just that the Ji family is now blind and deaf, and they definitely can't predict the future."

"Besides, their divination skills are just scratches from our witch family's witchcraft skills. I really thought they changed their appearance, and no one would recognize them. They belonged to their Ji family... , at least I’m the only one who remembers that they stole it, it’s something from the Wu family.”

Wu Ya held the paper of the assassination plan so badly, I stretched out my hand to hold Wu Ya's hand, and said, "Have fun, Wu Ya. Hatred can only be buried with hatred. In this world, you are not the only one who remembers it. You still remember it now." With me, there are two people."

Hearing this, she let go of the crumpled roll of paper and stared at me fixedly.

She burst into tears, like a five-year-old girl.

At a loss, I took a clean veil from the small table beside the bed and wiped her snot and tears.

People's memory will open the floodgate at a certain time, because of a certain sentence, the memory will also pour in.

Have fun, Wu Ya...

She hasn't been happy for many years.

The only way for her to let go of her hatred is revenge.The pain inflicted on that five-year-old child will be doubled and returned to those murderers.

When Wu Ya left, there was a large area on my quilt that was soaked by her tears, I had no choice but to support my waist, and changed the quilt by myself.

The plan started to be implemented, and three days later, Yangzhou disguised the six deacons who were going out to be spies, including Wu Ya. Out of curiosity, I went to the pharmacy and leaned on the door frame to watch.

Some colored soil, a few charcoal pencils, and a few pieces of dummy skin are enough to change a person's face into another face. At this time, I realized a problem that I haven't thought of for a long time, that is Who was the one who disguised me in the first place?

Gu Suzheng wished that I would die sooner, the one who sent someone to disguise me, could it be, young master?Was he the one who rescued me on the day when the palace changed?

I remembered the appearance of Ah Yue who was in the government before, hesitant to speak, and it was clear that there was something in the words.

I don't care that the young master also participated in the palace change. After all, he has the responsibility of being the number one imperial merchant in the world and the head of the family. It is only natural for him to do anything for the benefit of the Shangguan family.

He was the one who gave me a place to stay in Shangguan's family, so that I, who didn't know anything, was found by other families and died in Huangquan.This is enough for me to repay with my whole life.

I'm just a little confused, why did he save me in the first place?

Why do you want to save a king who has no use value...

What happened in the past that I don't understand, I didn't know.

I walked out of Yangzhou's pharmacy silently, and their vague voices came from behind me.

"Why did the landlord lose his mind just now?"

"There are some. It should be to find Mr. Shangguan."

"Hey, hey, what do you say is the relationship between Mr. Shangguan and our landlord?"

"What kind of relationship could it be? It's that kind of relationship." Yang Zhou said angrily, and casually used a charcoal pencil to paint another thick stroke between the speaker's eyebrows.

I knocked on Young Master's door, and heard Young Master say: "Come in, Qian Fan."

Even if I haven't entered the door, he can know it's me just by knocking on the door.

I pushed open the door, and the son was dealing with some letters.Even during the period of temporary residence in Zhengrong Pavilion, he couldn't forget about the affairs of the Shangguan Mansion, and he still had to do many things himself.

The warm winter sun shines everywhere in the room, like golden quicksand, gorgeous and shining.

The young master was wearing a white robe embroidered with golden unicorn patterns, a western glazed pocket watch was hung on the collar, his jet-black hair was tied with a black jade hairpin, and the pens and papers on the table were meticulously arranged. Neat and self-disciplined.

When he saw me coming, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the mole under his eyes disappeared. He put down the wolf hair in his hand, and asked softly: "What's the matter Qian Fan, you seem a little unhappy..."

I nodded sullenly, walked in front of him, and said, "My lord, I have something to ask you."

He smiled softly, stood up, pressed my shoulder lightly, and said, "Sit down and talk, Qianfan, no matter what you want to ask, I will tell you."

I sat down in a daze, as soon as I met the young master, I would involuntarily obey what he said, or in other words, I simply couldn't refuse what he said to me when he was smiling.

Maybe love is such a thing that makes you lose yourself involuntarily, buried in the vortex constructed by others, and has been addicted to it since then, unable to extricate yourself, and you still don't know it.

I raised my head and looked at the young master standing in the sunlight.

With a flawless face and a tall and straight figure, no matter how you look at it, you can't find any flaws.I really want to reach out and touch him. Is the young master in front of me a fantasy? Save me a phantom.

Just when I was in a daze, the young master reached out and touched my forehead, then tried his own, and said, "I don't have a fever, why do you look a little silly today."

I came back to my senses and asked softly: "Young Master, why did you save me at that time?"

The young master's hand paused in the air, and he retracted it after a while, laughing dumbly, "Do you really want to know the reason, Qian Fan?"

(End of this chapter)