[Yang Jian] Who says you can't fall in love

When she woke up completely, most of the poison had cleared away. She moved her eyelids and slowly opened them.When the darkness in front of her eyes faded, she raised her arms, stretched her wrists, pressed the wound again, and sat up slowly.

She was replaced with a set of clean and elegant white clothes, which were wide and completely covered her girly curves.

But her body doesn't protrude at the front and doesn't warp at the back, and she doesn't see any curves...

The bed she was lying on was not soft, and the bedding and curtains were all blue in color. There was a pine round table and four round wooden stools in the middle of the room, and there was nothing else besides that.

First, she heard Yang Jian say that this is the prime minister's mansion, she looked around, and felt that the room in front of her was not much better than the "house with four walls", it really didn't look like the prime minister's mansion.

While observing, light footsteps sounded outside the door.The person who came opened the door carefully and was slightly surprised to see her sitting on the bed. After the surprise, he was delighted.

"Gu...Young Master, you're finally awake!" The little girl put down the basin in her hand, walked to Fu Xu's bed, and bowed, "This servant is called A Yi, and I was ordered by the Prime Minister to take care of you."

Fu Xu took a look at her, her palm-sized face was white and tender, her eyes were watery, and her cheeks were slightly pink, she was very cute.

Beauty usually makes her feel more comfortable the more she looks at her. After taking one glance, Fu Xu couldn't get enough of it, so she took a few more glances.

The little girl looked at her with a smile on her face: "Gu...Young Master, are you hungry? Are you hungry? Does the wound hurt? Do you need a servant to call the doctor?"

Fu Xu was amused by this barrage of questions, she shook her head, and smiled at the little girl, "Don't worry, I'm not that weak." Getting out of bed, she walked to the basin stand, and wiped her face with a towel.By the way, he took a picture of himself with the water in the basin, and seeing that he was still dressed as a man, he couldn't help being satisfied with Ah Yi from the bottom of his heart.

This little girl is not very old, and she is quite reliable in her work.

"How can you bother my aunt... Please trouble me to do it myself?" She abruptly changed the words when she was on the verge of speaking.Ah Yi stuck out her tongue, and secretly glanced at Fu Xu.

Fu Xu put down the towel, smiled at her: "If you really can't get used to being called 'Young Master', just call me by my name. My name is—" She paused, "My name is Yang Fu, you Call me Ah Fu."

"There is a difference between master and servant! How can this work?!" A Yi hurriedly dismissed Fu Xu's words, and was about to kneel down as she spoke, but Fu Xu grabbed her arm and lifted her up.

"Since Prime Minister Jiang ordered you to take care of me, you should listen to me, right?" A Yi nodded hesitantly, and Fu Xu continued, "Besides, I have never been served by anyone since I grew up, and I am not used to being served by others." people to serve."

"I don't need your care, and I don't treat you as a slave, as long as you don't expose my daughter's identity."

"Don't worry, absolutely not!"

"That's good." Fu Xu patted her on the shoulder, "You don't have to be so reserved in front of me."

"Then..." Ah Yi pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and then said softly, "Then Ah Yi listens to you in private, and in front of adults, I still call you 'Young Master'."

Fu Xu thought to himself, I asked you to call Ah Fu directly because I was afraid that you would be exposed in front of outsiders.

The little girl's eyes blinked, as if she was bullying her.She couldn't bear it in her heart, and compromised: "It's okay, okay, that's it."

The two were speechless for a while.

After a moment of silence, Fu Xu was about to ask her how the battle was going, when there was a commotion in the yard.

She walked to the door and looked out.

The prime minister's mansion couldn't help being shabby in the room, and the courtyard was also shabby.

There is nothing else in the huge courtyard except for a small hill piled up with stones.The situation was clear at a glance, so Fuxu didn't even have to ask questions.

With a man covered in blood on his back, Yang Jian ran in three steps at a time.There are several people around him, but she only recognizes one Nezha.

Fuxu's room was on the left, and they turned right.They were running fast, and when they were about to leave her sight, she followed.

After seeing the wound on the man's body on Yang Jian's back, she was dumbfounded, and subconsciously pressed the wound on her waist and abdomen.

The man was seriously injured, and a big hole was sunk in the back of his chest by something, and blood flowed out from the hole continuously, and his robe was completely stained red with blood.

When he got closer, he found that his arm was limply resting on Yang Jian's shoulder, and his bones must have been broken.There are a few jagged whip wounds on the waist and legs, making it unbearable to continue looking at it.

Yang Jian carried him into a room, and Nezha gave him a hand and gently put him on the bed.

His face was smeared with blood, but the outline could be vaguely seen.

He is a handsome young man.

The time is just right, what a pity.

A lot of blood was stained on Yang Jian's side face, neck and skirt, so he straightened up and stepped aside without wiping it off.His eyes stopped for a moment on Fuxu at the door without any trace, and then moved away.

After he backed away, a handsome and burly middle-aged man hurried in, followed by the doctor and Jiang Ziya.He was dressed in a military uniform with the dust and dust left over from the battlefield, and when he saw the man on the bed who looked like gossamer, he called out in grief: "Tianhua!"

The dignified eight-foot general threw himself on the bedside and wept bitterly: "My son! I just entered Xiqi, and I haven't talked to my brothers and uncles yet, but I was so severely injured by the four generals of the Demon family!"

The doctor hurried over to check the injury, finally, he let out a long sigh, shook his head, and retreated.

The seriously injured man took a few breaths, managed to pull out a smile, put his hand on the back of his father's hand, and patted it twice.

The rise and fall of his chest became weaker and weaker, and his eyelids could no longer hold on, and they slowly closed.

A sad atmosphere filled the whole room, and it was the first time for Fu Xu to see such a tragic death.The general lost his son and cried sadly, and even brought her inexplicably sad.

It's so strange, she never felt sad about the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals before, and life was as light as a feather in her eyes.

It's probably because mortals have pretended for a long time and got used to it.

She backed out quietly, and stood blankly at the door for a while, her mind was empty, and she didn't know what to think.She didn't recover until the wound started to itch.

As soon as he turned around, he was staggered by the door officer who was running in a hurry, his footsteps were chaotic, and someone hugged his shoulders in time.

The door official didn't have time to apologize, so he ran straight to the door and reported: "Prime Minister, there is a child at the door begging to see you."

"Please come in." Jiang Ziya's voice was exhausted and gloomy.

"When did you come out?" Fu Xu looked at Yang Jian and asked suspiciously, he was still standing by the bed before she turned around.

"It's with you, it's just that you didn't notice it in a daze." He let go of his arms around her, and straightened her sleeves, "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." She shook her head, "I just got out of bed and saw you carrying him in." She looked into the room worriedly, "Who is he? How could he be hurt like this?"

"Huang Tianhua." He followed her gaze and replied softly, "The eldest son of General Huang Feihu, the apprentice of Daodezhenjun. The fourth general of the Mo family took advantage of us being besieged by merchant soldiers, and the four of them besieged him together. Fortunately, Nezha Rescued him with Huntian Ling. It's a pity..."

"It's despicable." Fu Xu looked down on the four generals of the Mo family from the bottom of his heart.It doesn't matter if he looks unattractive, as a general, he is not so popular.A few days ago, didn't you also fight three times against Yang Jian?

Not long after, the door official led Dao Tong in.Dao Tong passed by the two of them and saluted slightly, Yang Jian nodded.

Jiang Ziya walked to the door and asked, "Where are you from?"

Daotong saluted, and replied: "The disciple came from Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain, and was ordered by Master Qingxu Daodezhenjun to carry brother Huang Tianhua back to the mountain."

Jiang Ziya said happily: "In this way, your master must know about Tianhua's accident, and he intends to kill human flesh and bones?"

Xiao Daotong smiled lightly: "Master's thoughts, as disciples, I dare not guess."

Jiang Ziya turned to let him in, he carried Huang Tianhua's body on his back, and saluted his father Huang Feihu again.Persuading Huang Feihu: "General, please don't be anxious."

Huang Feihu was a little stunned, and when he was about to ask again, Xiao Daotong left straight away.

Yang Jian silently watched him disappear outside the gate, and suddenly said: "Don't stick around here, I have something to ask you."

"Ok?"

Fuxu was just thinking about why Qingxu Daodezhen asked Daotong to take Huang Tianhua's body back?Could it be that he really wanted to save him?

But didn't Yuanshi Tianzun say that the Shang and Zhou battlefields were related to "conferring gods after death"?Does this true monarch not want his disciples to become gods?

Her mind was still on the matter of "Feng Shen", and Yang Jian suddenly opened her mouth. She raised her head in confusion, but was taken aback by the blood on most of the body in front of her.

After he recovered his composure, he realized that it was Huang Tianhua's blood.

"Come with me." She raised her head slightly, staring at his neck thoughtfully.

When she returned to the room where she lived, Ah Yi had disappeared, and the basin of water on the basin stand was still there.

"You sit down first." With her back to him, she washed the towel that was hanging beside the basin, and when she turned around, she saw that he was still standing, staring at herself with a vague expression.

His eyes were focused, and only her shadow was in his pupils.

Fu Xu's breath was stagnant, he blinked, and looked at him for a moment.Then she turned her head and said with a twist, "Don't look at me like that."

Do you think you were caught by his eyes?

certainly not!

"Don't look at me like that, I'm scared." She poked his cheek and neck with her fingers, "Here, and here and here, it's all blood, it's dried up here. Your clothes are still steaming ! Isn’t it uncomfortable?”

"..."

Yang Jian looked away, not knowing what kind of feeling he was feeling.He was about to take the towel from Fuxu, but saw her turn her wrist to avoid his hand.

"Let me wipe it for you, but you can't see it either." She forced him down on the chair and moved closer.

Her strength is just right, it doesn't make him itch, and it doesn't make him feel pain.Her face was very close, and following her breath, it seemed that there was a faint fragrance of lotus mixed with water vapor.

Not really a man.

He unconsciously rubbed his thumb and index finger, observed Fuxu's appearance carefully, and turned his head away after coming to such a conclusion.

She quickly dialed it back: "Don't move!"

The cold water touched his skin, and couldn't help but not reduce the unreasonable heat in his body, but slowly brought up the temperature under his skin.

Boom, boom.

He seemed to hear someone's heartbeat.

"What's your name?" he asked in a low voice.

He hasn't spoken for a long time, his voice is hoarse and extremely deep.Bringing Fuxu also subconsciously lowered his tone, although the words were not very polite.

"Didn't I say it before! Forgot it so quickly? Or did you not listen at the beginning?"

"..." He didn't want to break the warm atmosphere between the two just now!

Sure enough, some beauties can only live in static, regardless of gender.

"Forgot." He said lightly, not wanting to admit that he didn't listen at all.

"My name is Yang Fu." Fuxu squeezed his chin, forcing him to look directly at him, and snorted viciously, "Yang is your Yang, and Fu is Fusang's Fu."

I can't even remember her name!God knows how hard it took for her to make up the name!

After thinking about it, I added a sentence: "I don't remember this time, I will ask next time to break your leg!"

Yang Jian nodded without changing his face, touched his leg: "Oh, remember."

She snorted again and continued to wipe his face.

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Two unsolved mysteries-

In the eyes of the second brother, is she a boy or a girl [Doge face]

Did the second brother remember her name [Doge face]