Master Fu's slave

If prayers and hopes can bear fruit in an instant, then why suffer the pain of being betrayed by the one you admire.

Although when his face was destroyed at the beginning, he received the news from the Prime Minister's Mansion requesting to divorce the third young master, but that was someone else's words after all, separated by a layer of barriers, it is not as true and thorough as what he saw with his own eyes.

Fu Yunxi had been lying in bed for more than a month, and his muscles and bones were weak. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Wan Ling ordered him to come out and walk more, so as not to let the unhealed erythema on his face develop abscess again.

The ointment given by Wan Ling before was very effective, and the erythema had stabilized, and if things went on like this, it would not be a problem to fade or fade away.Yang San also learned a method of massaging facial acupoints from Wan Ling. Every day when he applied medicine to the third young master, he would massage appropriately.

The third young master has always known how to enjoy himself. At first, he couldn't accept Yang San's direct face to his cheeks, but he couldn't resist Yang San's sincere pleading and blunt words, and was convinced by Yang San's method of massaging facial acupuncture points. He didn't reject the matter of applying medicine to his right cheek, and he seemed to be a little closer to Yang San, a servant, than before.

Even though Fu Yunxi accepted the fact that half of his face was destroyed, he couldn't truly face the horror of his right cheek. Therefore, after the incident, Fu Sanshao had never seen a mirror in his house, not even a container filled with water. They rarely appear in the room.Now that Wan Ling let him out for a walk, wouldn't it mean that the horror on his right cheek would be exposed to everyone's eyes?

After listening to Dr. Wan's suggestion, the second lady came to Fu Yunxi's room and cried for several days, but Fu Sanshao was self-willed and charming since she was a child. Somehow, he was not willing to go out, even if the second wife was crying and talking like this, he would not be moved, and he could even close the door and not see her.

After a few days of trouble, Fu Yunxi didn't let go at all. Yang San was as anxious as the second wife every day, only hated his limited status, his soft words, and the weight of his words could not stir up the third young master's heart.

Wan Ling repeatedly emphasized its importance, but in desperation, Yang San adopted a decisive method and used brutal force to carry the third young master out of the house.

Seeing that this servant is so powerful, the second lady forgot to blame him for his disobedience.

"I'm offended, but I beg the third young master to listen to Doctor Wan's advice."

Yang San supported the third young master's buttocks, his back pressed against the third young master's chest, and around his neck was wrapped around the third young master's outstretched hand in order to prevent falling and because he was afraid of the feeling of being suspended, his whole body was tense. At the same time, they were clamoring for unusual excitement.

Fu Yunxi only felt his body soaring into the air, and he didn't react until Yang San picked him up. He was very angry, and his right cheek, which was already covered with red spots, became even more red.He was so angry that he kept beating Yang San's back with his fist, and muttered: "You servant, how can you just carry me on your back! Put me down!"

Yang San didn't feel the pain, how much strength does the lying sick person have?The third young master's punches made him feel numb all over, and he wished that the third young master would punch him a few more times.

Qinghe beside him was also nervous and clueless, so he could only follow in a panic, "Yang San, be careful, don't bump the young master."

"Put me down quickly! You bloody slave!" Fu Yunxi blushed angrily, and he didn't dare to move too much. If he accidentally fell down, his ass would explode!

"If the young master promises the young one to listen to Dr. Wan and come out for a walk, the young one will let the master down." Yang San disobeyed Fu Sanshao's order for the first time, and never thought of such a situation.

Qinghe persuaded the third young master from the side, "Third young master, please promise Yang San quickly, be careful not to fall..."

"Yang San, believe it or not, after you put me down, I will immediately lock you into the firewood room in the east!" Fu Yunxi was shaking violently on it, her legs wanted to kick wildly, but Yang San's pair of strong The powerful arms were tightly locked, not only could he not break free easily, but every time he struggled and moved, his body would fall down, and the feeling of being suspended in the air was uncomfortable!

"If the third young master can agree to what the younger one said just now, after the younger one puts the master down, it won't be too late for you to punish the younger one." Yang San said directly, hardening his heart.

Fu Yunxi had never been threatened like this before, and he knew that the threat was for his own good, after tossing about for a while, he finally agreed.

Yang San asked: "Young master, are you serious?"

Fu Yunxi couldn't bear the shock, and said loudly with a volume that he had never heard in a month: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow, so of course he means it! You servant, put me down quickly."

Accepting Fu Sanshao's promise, Yang San put him down immediately without saying a word, and then the second lady stepped forward from the confusion, crying until the rouge was all over her face, "Son, you have to listen to Doctor Wan obediently. If so."

Fu Yunxi patted the folds of her clothes, and glared at Yang San. Seeing her mother's posture, she felt uncomfortable after all, so she hurriedly took her mother's hand, lowered her tone, and said, "Mother, I will accompany you today." You go."

Seeing Fu Yunxi's decision to step out of the room, the second wife felt grateful to Yang San, but she didn't show much, she just nodded to Yang San, and took her precious son to the courtyard for a walk.

Seeing that Yang San was still standing in the house stupidly, Qinghe complained: "Hurry up and follow, do you really want the third young master to order you to the woodshed when he comes back later?"

Yang San was stunned for a moment, then he understood why Qing He made such a statement, smiled gratefully to Qing He, bowed slightly, and then strode after him.

The little girl came back to her senses from Yang San's bold behavior just now, and she was surprised to see this short smile on Yang San's face that had never shown any expression before, "Sister Qinghe, it's so strange, just now I would feel Yang San is handsome, not only manly, but also refreshing!"

Qing He glanced at the little maid, "Don't think about it, come and clean up the house with me."

Yang San followed behind the third young master and the second madam step by step, serving them wholeheartedly.

Fu Sanshao didn't tell Yang San not to follow, and sat in the gazebo with his mother, tasting the sweet cakes from Sufang Pavilion.

The warm wind is blowing, and there are bursts of fragrance from the nostrils. The flowers in the courtyard are blooming, and the sun is so comfortable in the approaching summer. It is much more comfortable than a closed house. Fu Yunxi also knows it Feeling the relaxation of body and mind, the eyes are a little brighter.

The second lady saw that Fu Yunxi's expression had eased a lot, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she stuffed another piece of sweet cake into Fu Yunxi's hand.

Her son, has inherited her good looks. If it wasn't for her face that looks like a fish and a wild goose, it wouldn't have caused Master Fu to bring her home when he was just married.She used to be proud of her son's beautiful face, but now...

The second lady had emotions and didn't want to show it in front of Fu Yunxi, so she talked to Fu Yunxi about the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Yang San watched from the side, his hot heart sensed the same emotion as the second lady, and suddenly cooled down, making him stiff all over.

I don't know if God still thinks that he is not cold enough, so he has to give him a blow in the head.

At this moment, there were a few more footsteps in the courtyard. Accompanied by the greetings from the visitors, his Fu Sanshao looked up, and the expression that had just been basking in the spring breeze suddenly broke, and the millennium-year-old ice pierced across the sky. It was still wet and red just now. His lips suddenly turned a sickly purple, and his eyes no longer had any light.