I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Today, all the dark lines in the old capital quickly counterattacked in one day, and were uprooted overnight.

The Habayashi guards transferred by the Queen Mother did not arrive too late, but the reason why Xiao Huangsun and Su Yao were found so quickly was mainly because of the assistance of the old capital masters.

In terms of familiarity, Habayashi is naturally not as good as the people in the old capital.

And the Gaomen in the old capital was able to stand in line overnight, mainly because of Fu Ling.

After Song Jin's people went out to report to the Queen Mother, Fu Ling opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Master, I hope that your people can regard Su Yao as equally important as Ah Yan, just like mine."

Song Jin was obviously taken aback, and the whole room was taken aback.

During the discussion just now, everyone deliberately skipped over Su Yao.

It's not that he doesn't want to save, it's just that the overall situation is at stake, time is so tight, and manpower is insufficient, Su Yao is really not a priority compared to Xiao Huangsun.

Moreover, Fu Ling was involved, and the rest of the people were not easy to open their mouths.

Song Jin was slightly shocked.

But not terribly shocked.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fu Ling is a ruthless character who is ruthless and unrecognizable by his relatives, but he has watched Fu Ling grow up since he was a child, and he knows what kind of person Fu Ling is like than anyone else.

Fu Ling is a willful person.

Even if all the things he has done in these years have never been out of bounds, it will not change the self-willedness in his bones.

A really well-behaved and sensible eldest son will not tell his father at the age of 11 that I want to be a carpenter, even if the Fu family no longer recognizes me from now on.

From the perspective of a bystander, Old Master Fu was mad at the time, and Song Jin completely understood.

Therefore, when Fu Ling resigned, there was clearly room for change, but he did not persuade him.

No one in the world can change what Fu Ling doesn't want to do.

There may be one now.

Su Yao.

Song Jin raised her eyebrows, but she was silent after all: "Mr. Fu, don't get carried away with emotion."

Fu Ling said indifferently: "I am acting on my own will, just because I am willing to let it go, just because Su Yao is my sweetheart, he is from the Fu family in my western capital."

"Unless it is a last resort, no one wants the little emperor's grandson to die; if it is a last resort, I will do it for the future of the Fu family. But if it were Su Yao, it would be difficult for me to say the same thing."

Everyone present fell silent.

Among them, the one who is really in charge is Song Jin.

"I made it clear."

Fu Ling didn't look at him, but continued, "If Su Yao is really used to threaten me today, I can't guarantee it, and I won't compromise."

"I know that if I say this, the master will want to kill him even more, but if the master does it, I, the Fu family in the western capital, and at least nine high-ranking families in the old capital, will have a clean break with the queen mother from today on."

"The empress dowager is fighting with the present, whoever the old noble faction helps will have a better chance of winning. The old noble family is still waiting and watching. I am here. Behind Su Yao is the entire western capital Fu family and the old noble forces. He It doesn't matter whether he is a person or not, as long as the master says a word."

The room was silent.

Song Jin paused for a moment: "If you and I and the Habayashi guards are alone, it is not very sure that we can rescue the little Huangsun and Su Yao alive at the same time."

Fu Ling stood up: "Thank you, Master. As the Fu family in the western capital, I guarantee that there are at least nine aristocratic families in the old capital, and I will do my best to support the Queen Mother and the little emperor's grandson in the future."

Every moment of this critical moment is precious.

Song Jin didn't know how Fu Ling persuaded these sects so quickly. In short, 21 sects, large and small, stood in line in the end.

I don't know what Fu Ling meant by "letting go of it" in his mouth.

When Song Jin climbed the tower and looked at it, he only felt that unless the master was a soldier of gods and ghosts, otherwise, with such a big posture, the dead and the living would not be able to escape the old capital.

It was raining heavily, and Lu Yu approached him from behind: "You are a student, it is really not suitable to stay in the court."

Song Jin was silent for a moment, and only smiled: "The empress dowager is fighting with Jinshang, and sooner or later the court will tear her face. He just brought this matter ahead of time, at least, there is no loss now."

Lu Yu only said: "But he made such a big noise just to save Su Yao."

"Aren't you also saving the little grandson?"

Song Jin smiled, and looked at Lu Yu helplessly, "Don't stare at me, this is my student, so I have to say something nice for him."

The wind and rain continued, Song Jin was silent again: "There are many aristocratic families in the country, and many of them don't care who is the king, and they don't even care whether the person's surname is Li or not."

He counted: "Fu's family, Pei's family, Shen's family, these three families, aren't they all families that have changed dynasties and are still prosperous and prominent?"

"I'm not surprised that he cares more about Su Yao than who the throne will be in the future. Anyway, the Fu family still has room to deal with it, but when Su Yao dies, there will be no more in the world." There is this person."

"Compared to going crazy in the future, it's better to go crazy now. At least the result is good, isn't it? Even the Queen Mother may not be able to persuade so many aristocratic families to take action."

Lu Yu only let out a long sigh.

The two were silent for a while, and Song Jin spoke again: "Actually, Su Yao is very important."

Lu Yu raised his eyes, and Song Jin said, "We only consider Fu Ling. Mr. Lu must know better than me how close Ah Yan is to him. Now that Ah Yan is still young and immature, if someone knows Su Yao is close to him and threatens him with Su Yao's safety, what will Ah Yan do?"

The sound of wind and rain panicked, and neither of them spoke.

Anyone who has been in court for a long time knows that the person with too many variables is the cleanest to die.

If Fu Ling hadn't insisted on protecting him, he could have been saved this time, and Su Yao probably wouldn't have been left behind.

Lu Yu sighed heavily, and said angrily: "After you are rescued, let your precious student hug his sweetheart and roll away, and don't get involved in the court again. The little emperor and grandson should be sent to the capital as soon as possible. Leave it to Mr. Xiao Fu. With the protection of many old nobles in the old capital, it is enough for these two people to live well in the old capital, and don't come out again."

Lu Yu was quite impatient, Song Jin only raised her eyebrows, and said slowly: "Master Lu Shan, I see you take my students one at a time, isn't Su Yao your student?"

Lu Yu choked, and immediately began to make trouble out of no reason: "That was also my student who was abducted by your student first. My own student didn't teach well, and even came out to make others bad."

Row.

Anyway, if a pig turns a cabbage, it is always the pig's fault.

Song Jin stopped talking.

He would say good things for his pig, mainly because he understood Fu Ling from the bottom of his heart.

People who live in this life, fame and fortune, are things that return to dust after all.

Even if it is engraved into the history, monuments are erected, and great achievements are made, thousands of years later, it is just a lifetime that can be summarized in a few sentences in the mouths of later generations.

Compared with that kind of life, what Fu Ling wants is to be with someone who truly loves each other, and live a long, ordinary life for a long time.

After all, in reincarnation and reincarnation, if you miss it, it will be forever, and you will never meet again.

Song Jin sighed in his heart, was full of emotions, and was about to write something like "True Love Fu", when a voice came from behind: "Master Song! I found it, I found it, and they are all alive! According to Fu Xiang's secret guard Said, I found it in a cave in Dongshan! Fu Xiang has already rushed to pick him up, and he will be there soon!"

Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave Song Jin a dissatisfied look.

Song Jin had no choice but to look at this man: "Who told him to run away? To mess around. Stop him, and he will cause trouble in the old capital. Now that he is rescued, is he planning to leave it alone?"

The man hurriedly responded, and was in a dilemma: "Master Wen, Prime Minister Pei, and Old Lord Shen are all waiting in the meeting hall for your lord and Lu Shanchang. Commander Zhong of the Habayashi Guard is coming back soon. Look... ..."

Song Jin had no choice but to hurry downstairs.

Showers never stop, the old capital is silent and solemn.

It is still raining outside the eaves, and it has been raining a lot this summer and it is wet.

Su Yao's mind was chaotic, he clearly woke up, but he couldn't get out his thoughts.

Once again, he saw the tall buildings, the cars passing by on the asphalt road, and the bustling traffic in the bustling city.

He saw himself at the age of 16, after attending his grandfather's funeral, driving to Su's old house in the outer suburbs.

The old house is a villa with a large and beautiful garden.

The weather was overcast.

Aunt was the last to arrive.

All were dressed in solemn black, and all looked equally solemn.

There were no servants, and the atmosphere was eerily silent.

He didn't understand at that time, and thought that they were all saddened by his grandfather's death just like him.

There have been many things going on in the Su family in recent years.

His grandmother died of illness, his parents passed away due to a serious traffic accident, and his grandfather couldn't bear the blows one after another, and his condition worsened. After persisting for more than a year, he also passed away.

Su Yao was very sad.

He was immersed in grief, when he heard his aunt calling his name, throwing out the adoption certificate and paternity test report, telling him indifferently that you are not a child of the Su family, and you are not eligible to stay in the Su family anymore.

The uncle took out the estate division agreement, and a lawyer in a suit and leather shoes stood behind him.

"Please sign it. It's okay if you don't sign it, or you can go to a lawyer."

Uncles, aunts, uncles, aunts, aunts and uncles all signed.

The uncle handed him the pen.

Su Yao was stunned for a while, only thinking that it was extremely absurd.

He dropped his pen, and for the first time in his life, he felt that the house was full of clothes and hats, which were unsightly: "Grandpa was just buried... why can you divide the family property so peacefully? Why are you not sad? Grandpa is your biological father, why are you not sad?" ..."

His face was covered with tears, and it suddenly occurred to him that he was the only one crying at the funeral just now.

Grandpa just left.

No one is sad for grandpa.

It was the first time that Su Yao felt helpless anger when he was so old.

But his childish and ridiculous behavior did not bring any results. The eldest aunt drove him out of the old house, and only smiled meanly: "If you pretend to be filial, you are not the grandson of this family. Will you cry? ? He's not your grandfather, you don't even deserve to cry for him."

Su Yao's mind went blank, he stumbled back to the cemetery, hugged his grandfather's tombstone, and cried all night.

It rained so heavily that night, and it seemed to never stop.

Su Yao lived alone in such heavy rain for six years, and when he opened his eyes again, he was extremely weak.

Probably God also felt that there was no need for him to stay in that world and changed him to another place.

It's fine here.

He knows many people.

Partners, family members, relatives and friends, neighbors.

There is also a pigeon.

Lazy and gluttonous, he turns into a cute dog when drunk.

He likes this pigeon.

He wants to build a small nest with this big pigeon in this world.

Grow old together, be safe and happy.

Su Yao's heart twitched slightly, as if a drowning person emerged from the water, fresh air poured into his lungs, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

He froze for a moment, and suddenly felt a clear pain in his body.

From hands to feet, the pain was unbearable.

Can't help grunting.

His sound was extremely weak, but someone moved beside him.

Su Yao tilted his head slightly and saw Fu Ling.

The sky was gloomy, reflecting Fu Ling's haggard face.

Su Yao only felt that after not seeing him for a while, Fu Ling lost a lot of weight.

He looked at Su Yao quietly for a moment, his eyelashes were trembling, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Su Yao opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was dry and sore, and he managed to cough, but his whole body ached.

He frowned slightly, and Fu Ling's eyes showed a little panic.

Fu Ling...was afraid.

Su Yao had never seen such a look on Fu Ling's face before.

Su Yao's heart froze slightly, and suddenly his eyes became sore.

But surviving a catastrophe is a happy thing.

Can't cry.

Su Yao resisted for a moment, and his eyes were blurred by tears.

He felt sore in his heart, closed his eyes, and felt a pair of warm hands rubbing his cheeks, trembling slightly.

Fu Ling gently wiped away the tears for him, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Su Yao opened his eyes and said softly, "I'm thirsty."

Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up to bring a small bowl, scooped up a little with a small porcelain spoon, and handed it to Su Yao's lips.

"...Drink some water, Pei Yi said, sugar water is fine."

His voice was deep and hoarse, and Su Yao swallowed a sip of warm and moist water in coordination with him, only to find that Fu Ling's lips were all chapped.

Su Yao was sad for a moment, but filled with boundless joy.

I see you again, big dove.

Su Yao wanted to raise his hand to touch the pigeon's face, but he couldn't move. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and another tear rolled down his face.

Fu Ling stretched out his hand to wipe him again, lowered his eyes a little, saw Su Yao drink half a bowl of water, and he was slightly relieved again.

The rain was falling outside the eaves, and Fu Ling looked calm.

It was strangely calm.

He is hiding his emotions.

...Is it because of many years of planning in the court that I have developed this habit of not being ashamed of everything?

Do you step on the tip of a bloody knife every day when entering and exiting the forbidden room, ascending the pavilion to pay homage to the prime minister?

Su Yao has read the book, and the open and dark arrows in the book are shocking just by looking at two strokes.

Pigeons have been living in things that he dare not look at.

Su Yao's heart ached slightly, and he suddenly understood why Fu Ling always spoke in a neutral tone when he mentioned Mr. Fu.

It wasn't something he wanted to do, but he had to.

If he does not do well, he will blame himself.

For example now.

He had been awake for so long, but Fu Ling didn't dare to say a word to him.

Fu Ling didn't know how to speak.

But it wasn't Fu Ling's fault.

Ah Yan has such an identity, if there is no this time, there will be a next time.

The student from Qingshi Academy said that he didn't kill him directly because he was Fu Xiang's sweetheart and he was worth blackmailing.

Fortunately, it didn't go that far.

Fortunately, he came back alive.

Su Yao's heart was sore, his heart felt more relaxed, he opened his mouth, and seeing that he could make a sound, he moved his fingers lightly and pulled Fu Ling's sleeve.

Fu Ling was obviously nervous, and Su Yao said softly, "It's okay."

Su Yao looked at him with gentle and clear eyes, Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, the calm appearance was shattered in an instant.

Broken into a turbulent stormy sea.

He thought...

He dared not think anything.

When Su Yao was rescued, his body was covered in blood.

Fu Ling just glanced at it, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

It was raining heavily, and he felt that he probably lost Su Yao forever.

It's like he likes carpentry, but he can't be a carpenter after all.

He likes Su Yao, but Su Yao may not agree to be with him.

Even Su Yao may not be willing to see him.

There are many chances and coincidences in this world, and there are also many destiny.

Originally, if two people who are happy with each other can achieve a positive result, it is the pity of the gods, and it is a blessing in the world of mortals.

On the carriage back to the old capital from the other courtyard that day, he said these words, but he never thought that these words should be on his head so soon.

Fu Ling even wondered if the act of forcibly tying the two goldfish lanterns together that night angered a certain god in the Qiongjiang River.

According to Su Yao's experience, even if he is alive, he may not be willing to be with him again.

Fu Xiang was in a state of confusion.

The last time he lost his composure like this was when Master Fu and his wife passed away suddenly.

Everyone saw that for the past ten days, Fu Xiang, who had been in front of Mount Tai and could not keep his eyes off for a moment, lost his mind when he mentioned the word "Su".

Whenever there is no discussion, Fu Xiang must be here with Su Yao.

I don't take off my clothes, and I don't know the difference between day and night.

Fu Ling hoped that Su Yao would wake up, but when Su Yao woke up, he didn't know how to deal with it.

He imagined countless possibilities, but he never thought that Su Yao would tell him "it's okay" first.

Fu Ling's heart was sore, and after a long silence, he gently held Su Yao's hand, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid?"

Still a little scared.

but--

"You will save me."

Su Yao opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't make a sound, so he mouthed again: "You came to save me, didn't you?"

You saved me, Pigeon.

It was because I wanted to see you that I was able to work hard that night.

Su Yao is someone who died once.

When he was lying on the hard asphalt road last time, he felt the same pain, but he was more conscious than this time.

Countless people came around, the noise of people and police cars, the footsteps of doctors and nurses, the sound of hospital beds being pushed, and even when the operating lights shone on his face, he still had a little feeling.

But what is the use of being alive?

How can he live like that for the rest of his life?

When he died, no one in that world would feel sorry for him.

But there will be.

So he can't die.

Su Yao raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and then noticed a drop of moisture on one cheek.

Big Pigeon is really an enviable reincarnation technique, even when it cries, it can't be seen from its face.

The wind and rain are drizzling, and the surroundings are quiet.

Su Yao probably wouldn't know that his words, his expression and his whole being, like a warm stream of water, washed away the wind and rain from Fu Ling.

Fu Ling felt more fortunate than ever. After his parents passed away, he felt for the first time that he had a home among the three thousand mortals.

He will protect this family and use his life to love his sweetheart.

No one will hurt Su Yao again.

The entire western capital, the Fu family, will never allow anyone to hurt Su Yao again.

Even if he died, he would never allow anyone to touch Su Yao again.

The person who touched Su Yao...

Fu Ling lowered his eyes slightly.

It was still raining outside, Fu Ling lowered his head, and kissed Su Yao lightly on the forehead: "Are you tired? Pei Yi said that if you just woke up, you might still feel sleepy."

Su Yao was really tired, so he let out a "huh".

Fu Ling held his hand and said in a low voice, "You can rest assured to sleep, I will always be here."

Su Yao smiled, before opening her mouth, she saw Fu Ling shaking her head: "I won't go, I will accompany you."

Su Yao slowed down and said softly, "Won't they call you?"

Smiling again, he called out: "Fu Xiang?"

Fu Ling paused, couldn't help reaching out to scrape the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "Where did Xiang Fu come from, which minister's surname is Fu, let them find it."

His voice was lower: "I'm not Fu Xiang, I'm just Fu Ling."

He said seriously again: "I will not go back. This is the last thing I will do. When the little grandson leaves the old capital, everything will have nothing to do with me."

Fu Ling's expression was focused, and Su Yao's heart trembled slightly.

If it is in this timeline, in fact, in the next few years, until the little emperor's grandson ascends the throne, there will be no more disturbances.

The Fu family is on the right side.

It is written in the book that since the autumn of this year, the body will go from bad to worse, and most of the old nobles are on the side of the Queen Mother.

Although the situation in the court was unstable, the Empress Dowager joined hands with Jiu Gui to take away the Habayashi Guard and most of the military power.

In the remaining few years, the current forces will only be able to survive.

Not to mention moving the Fu family in the western capital, even the children of the Fu family who are in the center of the vortex in Beijing can't move today.

One of them, probably Lord Xiaofu, lived in peace and stability for decades after the little emperor's grandson ascended the throne, and became the grand tutor.

The Fu family will always be prosperous and prosperous, and there is no need for Fu Ling to plan anything.

No need to step back to court.

You don't need to be Fu Xiang.

Not Fu Xiang.

Su Yao frowned: "It's Fu Dage."

As the rain slanted down, Fu Ling was silent, looked at Su Yao's warm eyes, and only laughed in a low voice: "Okay, I'm a big pigeon."

Su Yao was satisfied, the sound of the rain was rustling, he woke up for a while, but he was really out of spirits, held Fu Ling's hand, and fell asleep again.

This feeling is stable and long-lasting.

When Su Yao woke up again, it was the next night.

It was still raining outside, Fu Ling was still by his side, Su Yao opened his eyes, if it wasn't for the glowing candles, he would have thought he hadn't slept at all.

The body still hurts badly, without any relief.

Fu Ling held his hand: "Drink water?"

Su Yao said "Mmm", and drank another half cup of Fu Ling's cup.

"Pei Yi came to see it for you, and she said yes, it's not a big problem once you wake up, but the high fever has lasted too long, and it's too weak at this time, so you should lie down more."

Fu Ling patted his hand and said, "Don't worry, Ah Yan is fine. When you feel better, let him come to see you."

Su Yao was much more awake than last time, and took a slight breath: "Where is this?"

"In the old Beijing government office."

Fu Ling said, "There are the guards from the old capital outside, and the guards from the central capital, so it's very safe."

"Habayashi guard?"

Su Yao hesitated for a moment, then understood in an instant, "The Queen Mother wants to take Ah Yan to Beijing now?"

"It's still under discussion, not necessarily. Jingzhong..."

Fu Lingmo said, "If you're willing to listen, I'll tell you these things slowly, okay? I'm afraid you're too tired and it's too depressing to listen to."

Su Yao was indeed quite tired, so he also nodded.

In the book, the first appearance of the little emperor's grandson in the capital was on the Queen Mother's birthday in October.

If you want to leave at this time, you are right.

Ah Yan...

After Su Yao figured out Ah Yan's identity, he knew that he had been involved in the dispute in the book a long time ago.

You can't dodge it, and he doesn't have the ability to dodge it.

After all, Ah Yan was so close to him, even if Dongshan ran away that time, someone would still come to him in the future.

Su Yao is a person who wants to stay away from disputes, but since he can't avoid them, he has to show the courage to face them.

What's more, he still has a pigeon that can face it with him.

Su Yao's psychological quality is not bad.

He is a person who has died once, and he is stronger than ordinary people in front of strong winds and waves.

However, if everything is on the right track, there is nothing to face.Life in the future is predictable and calm.

On the contrary, Ah Yan's road will be long and difficult in the future.

Fu Ling paused again: "A Yan lives close to you, and ordinary people can't come in. When you are all better, I will slowly arrange for Qi Bo, Cheng An, and Guipi to come see you."

Su Yao responded.

Fu Ling saw that he was still in good spirits and there was nothing unusual, so he took out a bowl of gruel from the small stove.

"Pei Yi asked me to feed you something, try it, can you eat it?"

Fu Ling picked up a small spoon and blew, "It's white porridge, it's okay if you can't eat it, just try it."

Su Yao didn't feel hungry, but when Fu Ling handed it over, he just took a bite along with it.

Fu Ling fed it very carefully, observing Su Yao's reaction with every bite.

Su Yao just thought it was funny: "Did Pei Yi let you watch it so carefully?"

"Pei..."

As soon as Fu Ling started, he swallowed and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable."

Su Yao could tell that Fu Gezi was really scared.

He was silent for a moment, and only said softly: "I'll take care of it slowly, don't worry."

How could Fu Ling not be worried?

He stayed in front of Su Yao's bed these days, not even daring to sleep.I'm afraid that once he closes his eyes and opens them again, Su Yao will...

Fortunately, Su Yao woke up.

Fu Ling suppressed his sourness, and gave Su Yao another mouthful: "I won't worry about it, you can rest assured."

Most of the porridge was mixed with sugar, but Su Yao couldn't taste it, so she drank a spoonful of it, and was chatting with Fu Ling about what she had, when she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

Fu Ling frowned slightly, and was about to ignore it when he heard a voice outside the door: "Brother..."

The voice was very resentful and aggrieved.

Master Xiao Fu's voice was actually very similar to Fu Gezi's.

People who are not familiar with it may be difficult to recognize.

Fu Ling glanced at Su Yao, and only after hearing Su Yao's soft "hmm" did he put down the porcelain bowl: "Come in."

The wooden door was pushed open, and the sound of wind and rain poured in, and was covered again.

Su Yao turned his head slightly, and saw another Fu pigeon.

Fu Xiaoge?

Master Xiao Fu is really born exactly like Fu Ling.

It's just that the demeanor is not the same at all.

How should I put it, when I saw Mrs. Fu, he was my younger brother.

When Fu Ling was silent, he was quite majestic and indifferent. In comparison, although he was generally dignified and dignified, Mr. Fu was much more friendly.

Su Yao and him looked at each other, and a three-pointed smile appeared in Mrs. Fu's eyes.

Su Yao only saw this kind of translucent smile when Fu Ling was drunk.

Fu Ling looked at him: "What are you here for?"

Master Xiao Fu frowned: "Commander Zhong, please go over there."

Before Fu Ling refused in a deep voice, he was pitiful again: "I don't want to come either, but there are really important things. Pei Yi is elsewhere. If someone else comes and you won't leave, I will..."

Fu Ling lowered his eyes for a moment, Su Yao gently pulled them up, Fu Ling bowed his head and stopped, and explained: "Commander Zhong is the person in charge of the Habayashi Guard..."

Su Yao only interrupted: "You go, I'm fine."

Fu Ling was very silent for a while, and then tucked the quilt over Su Yao: "Let my second brother stay with you for a while, and I'll be right back. If you're afraid, just say, my hidden guard is here, and he will call me."

Su Yao responded, then smiled again: "There's Mrs. Fu, it's all right."

Fu Ling raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Fu.

Master Xiao Fu has a cute face: "I will never leave."

Fu Ling turned his eyes away and only looked at Su Yao: "If you still want to eat, let him feed you."

Fu Ling stood up, and gave Xiao Fu another look.

Master Xiao Fu is obedient.

As soon as the wooden door was closed, he finally took off his cute clothes, turned his head and showed a clear smile to Su Yao, and sat down on the side of the couch: "My brother knows how to scare me."

The candle was flickering, and this face, which was exactly the same as Fu Ling's, showed a completely different expression: "I haven't met Boss Su yet. My name is Fu Qian, and I live in the fields. Boss Su followed my brother and called me 'Second Brother'." That's it."

His tone was also quite brisk, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then, what do I call Boss Su?"

Su Yao didn't answer, but asked, "What's wrong with your brother?"

Fu Qian paused and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Su Yao looked at him quietly: "There is blood on his sleeve, what's wrong with Fu Ling?"