Master Fu's slave

Fu Yunxi couldn't remember how the fire was extinguished. When he woke up again, it was already the next afternoon.

He was so hungry that he panicked, opened his eyes and wanted to call Yang San to serve him, but just as he moved his body, he felt sore, and lay back on the bedding softly and weakly.

The head is also aching and dizzy, after all, I drank too much wine, but what happened yesterday is vivid in my memory, that kind of indulgence and nakedness, when blended together, it is indeed warm and comfortable.

Recalling that incident, Fu Yunxi still couldn't deal with it frankly, enthusiasm crept up on his face, and shyness lingered.

His body is very refreshing, and his clothes are well-dressed. He must have been bathed by Yang Sanfu later, and there are no suspicious marks on the bed. Even the ground he glanced at just now did not reveal the absurdity of yesterday. .

Yang San has always been as careful as a hair, Fu Yunxi couldn't help but smile, and after realizing it, he buried his head in the quilt shyly.

"Third young master, are you awake?"

Qinghe's voice came from the outer room, Fu Yunxi raised his neck to answer, and then heard the door creak, Qinghe came in with the spring spirit of the courtyard.

It was clearly not spring, but Fu Yunxi saw the brilliance of early spring.

"Master, Yang San said that you drank too much wine last night, and your head still hurts. The back kitchen made you hangover soup. You can drink it when you wake up." porcelain bowl on the table.

Fu Yunxi lazily propped up his body, his waist was still sore, this action directly made him grit his teeth, and Qing He couldn't help but worry.

"Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Yunxi shook his head and said, "Qinghe, wash up for me."

"Okay, servant girl, go and pour hot water now." Qinghe replied.

In the past few months, it was Yang San who served him to wash and change his clothes, but now it was Qing He who was not used to it, obviously Qing He was the maid who had been with him the longest.

Qinghe waited on Fu Sanshao to wash his face and mouth, put a layer of coat on Fu Sanshao, put together a bedding, and let Fu Sanshao lie down.

"Young master, why are there so many red spots on your neck?" Qinghe wondered, "Summer is over, it's the season when cool autumn turns to winter, and there are still mosquitoes?"

Thanks to Qinghe's reminder, although Fu Yunxi couldn't see his neck, but looking inward from the skirt, the red spot on his chest was equally clear.Fu Yunxi immediately gathered his clothes tightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and said dryly: "Master Xu, this room is very warm, and the mosquitoes don't disperse."

Qinghe said: "The slave girl will go and ask the servants to ventilate and clean it later, and don't let the young master suffer this crime."

Fu Yunxi heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that she had concealed the past, picked up the hangover soup, pinched her nose and drank it.

The astringency stained his tongue and entered his throat, making Fu Yunxi immediately think of the candied fruit Yang San prepared for him, and then remembered to ask Qing He, "Why haven't you seen Yang San?"

This servant made him a young master so much last night, but now he wakes up and doesn't even see anyone. Thinking about it carefully, Fu Yunxi only feels a tightness in his chest.

"Second Madam called Yang San over early in the morning. Maybe there was a happy event in the house yesterday, and the guests made a lot of noise. There is a shortage of people over there to deal with the aftermath." Qinghe replied.

Fu Yunxi muttered: "He runs fast..."

Qinghe didn't hear Fu Yunxi's words clearly, and asked: "The third young master wants the servant to call Yang San?"

Fu Yunxi shook his head, "No need."

"The servant is going to bring over hot food and hot food, young master, you must be hungry too."

Fu Yunxi rubbed his belly, he really felt very hungry, and his eyes lit up, "Bring it up quickly, I'm hungry."

Qinghe chuckled and went to the outer room to call someone to bring the lunch.

Fu Yunxi saw the porridge and side dishes in front of him, as well as the steaming white soup, with a displeased expression on his face, "Qing He, when did the master's yard become so short of money?"

Qinghe said: "The servant must be dissatisfied with guessing you. But, third young master, you have to listen to Yang San this time. When he left, he specifically told the servant that you had a fever last night, so you still have to have lunch." Eat something light."

Fu Yunxi wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, "You listen to Yang San."

Qinghe said: "If you really get fever under the servant's service, then Yang San will want the servant's life."

Fu Yunxi was taken aback for a moment, his face gradually turned red, Qinghe clearly didn't know the relationship between him and Yang San, but he saw through the little jiujiu between him and Yang San, so he was really ashamed when he woke up, and he couldn't say a word immediately. Unable to speak.

But Qinghe was just joking that after seeing Fu Yunxi's expression, the messy threads of sorrow in his heart seemed to be connected into a thread at once.

When Yang San first entered Fu's residence, he could obviously treat the guards who were much higher than him, but he was willing to be a servant doing hard work in the courtyard of the third young master.After entering the courtyard of the third young master, Yang San has been working hard without interacting with anyone, but he has done things better than anyone else, and then he has been continuously promoted, and finally came to the main courtyard where the third young master is. It was at this time that He really noticed this taciturn man.

Before the incident that the face of the third young master was ruined by the villains, Qinghe's impression of Yang San was that he was a servant who was more loyal to the third young master than anyone else, but after this incident, her impression of Yang San It's a change over and over again.

After Fu Sanshao's face was ruined, his temper became more and more violent, almost completely hurting the maids and servants around him, causing many maids to dare not go to serve, including Qinghe himself who thought of Fu San who was violent in those few days Shaodu still has lingering fears.Under such circumstances, Yang San recommended himself to serve the third young master, not only won the favor of the third young master, but also gained the trust and appreciation of the second wife.

Since then, Qinghe has paid more attention to Yang San, knowing that Dr. Wan from Medicine Valley who treated Fu Sanshao's face was recruited by Yang San with all his efforts, and also understood that the villain was brought to justice so quickly. Of course, the law has an inseparable relationship with Yang San, and then...

Then there are rumors among the maids, saying that Yang San, who is taciturn and known as the "King of Hell", is so gentle in front of the third young master, with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze.

Qinghe suddenly had an idea in his heart, the change of the young master, the strangeness of the young master sometimes, the red spots on the young master's body, the shyness of the young master just now...

Qinghe didn't dare to think about it anymore, she knew that she knew something very important, she looked at the third young master she saw from below lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she was as white and smooth as a good Hetian There was a blush on Yu's face that made it impossible to move his eyes away. This blush was different from the red spot that was entrenched on the young master's right cheek like a curse. Such a shy posture made the third young master's entire face full of spring.

Qinghe felt the trembling of her fingers, she thought for a moment, and then said what was on her mind, even though she was only the servant girl next to the third young master.

"Young master, you and Yang San... have to avoid some people after all. This servant wants you to be well, young master, and you are changing in a good direction. This servant can see it, and this servant is grateful to Yang San, but..."

Qinghe felt Fu Yunxi's raised gaze, that gaze was as open as the wind, blowing across her cheeks, it was comfortable.

"Qinghe, you have been by my side the longest." Fu Yunxi's clear eyes showed a gentle smile, "You will know about this sooner or later, and I understand your worries, and I will pay more attention to it. of."

Qinghe was also relieved, and said softly: "Call Qinghe if you need anything."

Fu Yunxi nodded, and looked out the window. Although it was cool autumn, the scenery of the courtyard was still beautiful.