Master Fu's slave

Waking up from the dream, you still have to face the harsh winter in the midst of warm spring.

The marriage between the second young master of the Fu family and Cheng Wanfei, the daughter of the Xiangfu, is finally on the agenda.As the younger brother, Fu Yunxi, according to the customs of the Fu family, should be in the wedding party.The red spots on Fu Yunxi's face became his protective color.The second wife declined the wedding ceremony on the grounds that Fu Yunxi's face was not healed, and she might scare outsiders and provoke criticism from all over the city.

The weather turned from sunny to cloudy, and the servants in the third young master's yard had to tremble with fear. The sky had changed on the top. They were afraid of committing something, so they ran into the guns.

——Only Yang San.

No matter how much Fu San Shao taunted and scolded, he endured the third young master's uncertainties with a good temper as usual.

It is not enough to say that he endured it, his concern for the third young master was far greater than his fear.If everyone is afraid of the third young master, who will give the third young master medicine?

This was originally Yang San's responsibility, and apart from his dedication, he was willing to do so.

Fu Sanshao returned to the original appearance with his face injured. He nestled in the back room every day, lying on the beauty's couch, not speaking, and his appetite was poor.

The eldest maid couldn't persuade him, and the second wife was ordered by the eldest lady to organize the wedding banquet, so she had to call Yang San.

Yang San took on this arduous and tricky task, but he seemed a little comfortable.He went to the back room as usual, and helped the third young master wash his face and mouth, and then stood in front of the third young master without saying a word, staring blankly with the third young master.

The third young master who was in a daze was like a fairy in a painting, separated by a layer of rice paper, it was extraordinarily fragile and ethereal.

Fu Sanshao looked as if he didn't want to control him, and leaned on the beauty's couch with a book in his hand, but was actually still in a daze.

At noon, the eldest maid brought lunch and told the third young master to eat well. The third young master acted as if he hadn't heard it, but just glanced at the eldest maid, and then started to be dazed again.

The eldest maid gave Yang San a wink, Yang San nodded her head as a signal, and after the eldest maid left the back room, she knelt down in front of the third young master with a well-packed meal menu.

The movement of his kneeling was not abrupt at all, just like what he did every day.

Fu Yunxi looked down at Yang San, pursed her mouth, raised her eyelids again, her face full of impatience.

Yang San said, "Master, I'll feed you."

Fu Yunxi's eyebrows twitched, and she turned her face away.

Yang San started with the food, let the fragrance of the peach blossom porridge disperse, and said: "Master, the staple food for today's lunch is your favorite peach blossom porridge. It's the peach blossom season recently, and the cook specially went to pick the peach blossoms that contain morning dew. Petals, if you smell the fragrance, you will know that it must be delicious."

Fu Yunxi, who hadn't eaten well for a few days, smelled the aroma of the peach blossom porridge that filled the room, which would inevitably cause hunger in his stomach to spread. He swallowed unconsciously, with a slightly hesitant expression, and finally turned his face don't open.

No matter how Fu Sanshao used to make things difficult, Yang San would not be afraid.His greatest advantage as a servant is patience. Even if Fu Yunxi was so impatient, he still held the peach porridge and said softly, "Master, who are you angry with?"

Fu Yunxi's pupils froze for a moment, this remark touched his bad head, and he said angrily: "What anger? Why is my young master being angry? You servant, how can you tell that this young master is being angry? I just have a bad appetite. I'm depressed, I don't want to eat!"

Yang San asked: "Do you need to invite Dr. Wan Lingwan?"

Fu Yunxi retorted: "Why did you invite him? I'm in good health!"

Seeing the trick, Yang San said, "Grandpa, are you having trouble with this peach blossom porridge? The little one will tell the back chef not to make this peach blossom porridge anymore."

Fu Yunxi stared angrily, sat up, and because of his weakness and sudden movements, his eyes darkened, and his figure swayed a few times.As soon as Yang San saw Fu Sanshao's appearance, he knew that something was wrong, his heart tightened, he quickly put down the peach porridge in his hand, and went forward to support Fu Yunxi.

When Fu Yunxi felt the heat from Yang San's body, the soaring anger that had just rushed to his forehead did not want to burst out so quickly.

He hadn't been this close to someone for a long time.

Since his right cheek was destroyed, he has never seen his former friends and classmates, and his elder brother and younger sister at home are even more difficult for him to face easily.Now being hugged by Yang San in this way, it was as if a warm force had been infused into his heart suddenly, giving his weak limbs a place to lean on.

Recently, he had quite a lot of physical contact with Yang San. Instead of disliking this servant, he even met this servant in his dream.

That dream, the warmth it gave him, still lingers in his heart.

Fu Yunxi shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts in his head.Yang San seemed to think that he was unwell again, so he really wanted to invite Dr. Wan over.

Fu Yunxi stopped him immediately, finally sighed, and said, "Bring me the peach blossom porridge."

Yang San's pupils lit up, and he looked very much like the khaki guard dog that lived by the back door. It looked tall and fierce, but when his family came to tease it, it would jump around lively, and the big tail behind it was also messy. It's not fun to shake it.

Fu Yunxi couldn't stop wanting to tease him, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "I want you to feed me."

Fu Yunxi would only ask his mother or maids for such a willful request when he was a child, but in the current situation, he blurted it out without worrying about how this slave will arrange him behind his back. How to slander him.He believed that Yang San was as loyal to him as the guard dog was to the Fu family.

Perhaps this disaster made him know a loyal servant.

Yang Sanzi didn't know how pampered his eyes were at the moment, he picked up the bowl of peach blossom porridge again, knelt down on one knee beside Fu Yunxi again, took another spoonful of peach blossom porridge, and handed it to Fu Yunxi's mouth side.

The red and tender lips opened, covering the spoon he handed over with his own hands, and he could feel the vibration from the end of the porcelain spoon between his fingers, as if Fu Sanshao's lips held his fingers.

Yang San was taken aback, feeling the lightness of the spoon, raised his head and met Fu Yunxi's probing eyes.

"Why are you standing there?" Fu Yunxi frowned, staring at Yang San.

Yang San put down his hand suddenly, his whole body trembled, and quickly lowered his face, and added another spoonful to the third young master.

Yang San's abnormal movements still made Fu Sanshao's mood suddenly drop to the bottom.

Before Yang San could react, he heard Fu Sanshao's cold voice——

"Even you, a servant, don't want to see my face anymore?"

Yang San raised his head in puzzlement, the eyes looking at him were full of sadness and resentment, such strong emotions were clearly not directed at him, but at the owner himself who had these eyes.

In an instant, Yang San understood what Fu Yunxi had misunderstood.

His Third Young Master Fu must have misunderstood his panic just now because of the terrible red spot on the third young master's right cheek that could not fade away.

"Even... you slave..."

His third young master scolded him with his index finger, his whole arm trembling uncontrollably.

"Do you... dare to dislike my young master?"

Yang San didn't dare to look at the pupils of the third young master, he was afraid that if he took one more look, he would want to apologize with death.

However, he had to look at the pupils of the third young master. In those black and clear pupils, there was actually a puddle of lake water, which was completely clear.

His third young master's eye sockets were red from injury.

Yang San's nerves were suddenly stimulated to the point where he couldn't think rationally. It was his most honest physiological reaction, which drove him to stand up and embrace the trembling Third Young Master. After that, he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to kiss Third Young Master. The impulse of the young master's eyes.

He gently kissed the corners of the third young master's eyes, and kissed the red spots in his eyes that were not scary at all.Some silk covered the red spot, so he lifted the third young master's hair, and continued to kiss the rest of the red spot, bit by bit, his heat, his sincerity, all lost his mind and went crazy revealed.

Yang San is the most stable and calm, the most patient and meditative, but when he encounters Fu Yunxi's grievances, Fu Yunxi's tears, and Fu Yunxi's sorrow, he is no longer Yang San, he is the most visible person in the world , A man who is heartbroken for his lover's heartbreak.

"Anyone can dislike you, but I won't. Anyone can abandon you, but I won't. You are my blood, my flesh, and the soul engraved in my bones. No matter what you become, in this life, My mind doesn't change."