Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

The moment Feng Ze shouted "Stop", Shen Nianyuan thought he saw death.The world that turned from gray to black, and the man in front of him, who was as sharp as a falcon and full of murderous intent, were like a god of death bathed in blood, killed with a single blow.

The pain of the five claws clasped together on the neck was actually not too obvious, but the stimulation of the sudden constriction of the heart made Shen Nianyuan feel powerless as if he was about to bleed out.

"Gu Yue!" Feng Ze saw that Gu Yue did not let go of Shen Nianyuan's movements, and Shen Nianyuan's struggling strength gradually slowed down, and he snorted in his heart.

With a stride forward, he grabbed the arm as hard as an iron hoop, and he looked at Gu Gu's bloody eyes, "Let go!"

Gu Yue rolled his eyes, and his dark and cold eyes fell on Feng Ze's face, "What if I don't let go?" He has already made up his mind to get rid of this person, isn't everyone disliked them?Then he will kill them all, Shen Nianyuan will not be the first, nor will he be the last.

This point, even his youth can't stop it.

"He's from my grandfather's yard, and I'm the one who decides to kill him or cut him to pieces!" Feng Ze laughed angrily at him, and said bluntly, "It's so good, why are you so crazy!"

Gu Yue lowered his eyes, he was born tall and tall, when he lowered his eyes to look at Feng Ze, his eyes just fell on his two thin lips that opened and closed.Yesterday, he had obtained supreme pleasure on these two beautiful lips, but today, the same position brought him doubts that he could never understand.

he crazy?

Yes, he may indeed be crazy.

Closing his eyes with difficulty, Gu Yue loosened his grip on Shen Nianyuan's neck. He glanced at Feng Ze and said wordlessly, "Are you satisfied with this?"

Seeing the man's silent retreat, Feng Ze felt a pain in his heart, and bit his lower lip tightly.

On the side, Shen Nianyuan finally breathed fresh air. After escaping from death, he was deeply aware that for this man with a cold face, he was as weak as an ant under his feet, and the cold air was overflowing from his back. There is a fear of this man with absolute power everywhere.

Subconsciously seeking shelter, Shen Nianyuan hid behind Feng Ze with difficulty, and then coughed intermittently while clutching his neck, his clear voice became hoarse like an old woman, especially clear in this quiet small courtyard.

"Yo, this yard is really lively."

A maid with a round face looked at a fragile and graceful woman, who looked graceful and graceful, walked into the yard gracefully, and saluted softly, "I am here to pay my respects to the young master."

Qing Ning glanced over the people with different expressions, her eyes lingered on Gu Yue's side for a moment, and then fell on Shen Nianyuan who looked embarrassed.Covering her mouth with a handkerchief and laughing, she pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, Mr. Shen coughs so badly, could it be that he has a nagging illness?"

Shen Nianyuan forced himself to suppress his cough, glanced sideways at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ms. Shen is in good health, don't worry about it, girl."

Qing Ning curled her lips when she heard the words, and sneered, "Who has the time to bother you?" After saying this, she changed her voice and said delicately, "I am worried that if you get sick, you will be hurt by the son. , You must know that the young master has been working hard to manage the affairs of the mansion every day, and he has lost a lot of weight. How can he fall ill because of you? That is a big sin, isn't it?"

Shen Nianyuan: "..." What you said was so reasonable that I couldn't refute it.But I'm really not sick, okay!No one is infected and I am not infected!

I belatedly thought of Feng Ze whose fever had not completely subsided: "..." Suddenly I felt so sad, I was so miserable and swollen...

It's okay if you don't think about it, when Feng Ze thinks that he is still sick, he feels weak all over.Previously, he managed to deal with the affairs of Yiliu and the steward with all his strength, and beat up the slick deputy steward, and just now he rushed to the backyard with a threatening attitude like "catching a traitor", which already exhausted his energy. part of the energy.

As soon as the spirit relaxed, Feng Ze's legs and feet went limp.However, the character setting in his sea of ​​consciousness reminded him that unless he fainted directly, he couldn't fall down the cliff, otherwise he would be too unmanly.

...Go to your uncle's pure man character design, I just want to lie quietly on the ground right now, even if I take a rest for a minute.

On the other hand, the silent Gu Yue suddenly stood beside Feng Ze, practicing "Killing You with Eyes", a magical skill called "Death God's Eyes", pushed Shen Nianyuan back to the corner at a glance.

The man half leaned against the thin young man's back, like a loyal guard and guardian of his own king.

Feng Ze unconsciously twirled a strand of hair that fell in front of him with his fingers, and the generous body of the man beside him was like a safe harbor sheltering from the wind and rain. He subconsciously relaxed his back, and leaned his body weakly against the scalding hot chest .

He could clearly feel the rhythm of the man's rapid heartbeat that shook the audience like an exciting symphony, the scorching blood that almost burned his body, and the impatient desire to mix with his liver and gallbladder. Crushed into the bones and flesh of his soul together...

As a result, unspeakable heart palpitations spread throughout the body, staining the roots of the ears and clinging to the cheeks.

"My lord, your face..." Shen Nianyuan was squeezed into a corner, staring blankly at the blushing face of the proud man in his eyes, a feeling of apathy suddenly appeared in his heart.

Sure enough, he lost.

"My lord! Your body is still not well..." The boy who came with Feng Ze didn't have Shen Nianyuan's thoughts. He only noticed Gu Yue's movements as if he was half-supporting his son, and he also saw the uneasy rise on his face. Normally flushed, he was worried about the vigorous fever that the young master had during the day.

What if I get dizzy again?

The pure boy's thoughts drifted away from the crowd present, but also broke the slightly embarrassing and condensed atmosphere invisibly.

"Go back to the main courtyard." Gu Yue said.

Feng Ze tilted his head and didn't look at him, thinking that this person went crazy and almost killed the protagonist before, so he didn't get angry at all.

"Master, is he really overwhelmed by him?" Qing Ning looked at Shen Nianyuan in amazement, thinking that even if the infection was not so fast, she didn't worry about it, she just felt that the son was sick, and it was her chance. !Adjusting the facial muscles, the beautiful smiling face instantly changed to worry and self-blame, Qing Ning changed her crying voice, and said, "I am not talented, it shows that the young master is not feeling well, and I just want to be by the young master's side to serve you all the time." , even day and night, there will be no complaints..."

The gist of this is that although I have no skills, I have a warm heart for you!Son, son!I can take care of patients, and no matter how hard or tired I am, I will never dislike patients!

Hearing this, Feng Ze took another look at Qing Ning, but the corners of his mouth twitched.This girl looks like a coquettish slut, but every time she treats herself as a pure and unpretentious little white flower, she is sincere... She has her own characteristics.

But no matter how much Qing Ning jumped around, with Gu Yue, the God of Killing, a look made her shut up.

Qing Ning did not dare to speak, but still dared to hum a few times to show dissatisfaction.

Don't accept it and hold back.Gu Yue gave another killing look.

Feng Ze was overjoyed, he couldn't help suddenly thinking that both Qing Ning and Shen Nianyuan seemed to have suffered at the hands of Gu Yue, it was obvious that Qing Ning and Gu Yue had a contest, but he couldn't help but think highly of this woman.

"I know you have a heart, but it's getting late, you go back to the house, don't linger." First he said to Qing Ning, then he turned his head and said, "Let's go."

This time it was Feng Ze's turn to take the initiative to pull La Gu Yue's sleeve, he always disliked a big man in Gu Yue bullying a weak woman who had no strength to restrain a chicken.

The tall figure suddenly paused, Gu Yue lowered his head, and let out a "hmm."

Almost docile like a large domestic dog.

It's really a perfect transition between a mad dog and a loyal dog~ Feng Ze couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up when he thought about how people in the future interstellar would complain about his other half.

As if subconsciously choosing to temporarily forget all possible upcoming partings, Feng Ze walked out of the backyard pulling Gu Yue's sleeve and refusing to let go.When holding that thin piece of clothing, he thought for a second that he was holding the whole world tightly.

With thick and rough palms and slender white fingers, Feng Ze suddenly turned his head and stared into those black eyes as deep as ancient wells, full of... all of himself.

"It won't be so weak that you can't walk." In the backyard, Qing Ning touched her own small, thin nails, and her voice sounded moderately.

She didn't even look at Shen Nianyuan in the corner, and only left him with a silhouette with his chin raised and a graceful turn like running water.

"It's pathetic."

The woman's voice was scattered in the wind, and it was hard to tell whether it was ridicule or pity.

Shen Nianyuan lowered his head, no one could see his expression clearly.

# # #

As the sun sets, the willows make a "rustling" sound with the wind.In front of him was the main courtyard door, but Gu Yue stopped in his tracks.

The feeling of pulling on the cuffs suddenly disappeared, Feng Ze looked up with puzzled eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Something." Gu Yue suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the top of his hair, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, "Wait for me to come back?"

Feng Ze's mind instantly cleared up, and he didn't answer the man's words, but asked him calmly, "What's the matter?"

Gu Yue looked at Feng Ze for a long time, sighed, but persistently repeated, "Wait for me to come back." In his eyes was the depth and affection that Feng Ze couldn't understand clearly.

"If you want me to wait, I'll just wait?" Feng Ze didn't feel very moved, but instead laughed angrily, "You'll leave without telling me anything, in the morning and in the afternoon..." He said , suddenly pushed the man away, opened the door, and said loudly, "Who are you to me? Why should I listen to you? Gu Yue, let me tell you, as long as you take a step out of this courtyard, don't expect me to wait!"

"Heh..." Gu Yue looked at him and said suddenly, "It's fine if you don't wait."

This time he went, he made the determination to escape from death, if he fails, he will be benevolent, why should he drag his young man to be buried with him for the rest of his life.

"Don't wait." After leaving a word, Gu Yue took a deep look at Feng Ze, turned around quickly, and disappeared in front of Feng Ze within a few breaths.

Feng Ze was stunned, he didn't even have time to persuade him to stay, he stared at the direction where Gu Yue disappeared, and murmured as if trying to convince himself, "Ghosts will wait for you idiot."

You go your way, marry your prince, and be your general.

It's best to return to the bridge and return to the road from now on, so that you can't see each other for the rest of your life!

"My lord..." The servant who was following the two of them was frightened by the intrusion, and stood there at a loss.

The boy's voice brought back Feng Ze's thoughts, he closed his eyes, opened them again, and said, "Let's go back to the house."

As if those depressions had never existed, the head of the Feng family became that haughty look again when he looked up, but there was something, after all, it was different.

Gu Yue left the Fengfu, walked out of the dark alley with lightness kung fu, when his feet were on a dead branch, he suddenly said, "Come out."

There was silence in the dark alley, and one could even hear the sound of the wind blowing the hem of the clothes.The desolately dressed swordsman came out of the shadows step by step with his sword in his arms, stepping on dead branches under his feet and making an unpleasant "squeak" sound.

Shang Yun raised his head, "General."

Gu Yue squinted his eyes and said nothing, and took the lead in suppressing the swordsman before he had time to guard against it. The thunder strike was clearly intended to kill him!

Shocked, Shang Yun hugged his sword to resist, but he couldn't escape Gu Yue's punching wind.But when Gu Yue's punch hit his chest, Shang Yun suddenly said in a low voice, "General, I've offended you."

At the moment when the cold silver needle was pierced into the neck, a crack finally appeared on Gu Yue Gu Jing Wubo's face.With a low growl, he swung his palm with all his strength, and the wind of the palm swept across Shang Yun's waist, and finally a big hole was completely torn through his tattered clothes, and Gu Yue's eyes were stained red with blood mixed with his flesh... …

In the end, his youth couldn't wait.

At the moment before falling into the darkness, all of Gu Yue's thoughts turned into a bitter sigh, and then fell into the dust.

Thinking about it, he never expected that the General's Mansion had already dispatched a series of secret guards scattered all over the place in order to find him.As early as Shang Yun discovered his trace, he contacted the person closest to him.

"This... Mr. Shang, your injury..." The dark guard wrapped in black withdrew the silver needle that pierced the back of Gu Yue's neck, and took advantage of the opportunity to catch his master's fallen body, and said in surprise, "I didn't expect the master to really will attack you."

"The wound is fine." Shang Yun took a deep breath and said, "The general has lost his memory now, so he is naturally cautious about people."

"I don't think he is gentle with that kid in Fengfu." The dark guard retorted with curled lips.

Shang Yun was speechless, and only said, "Instead of paying attention to that, you might as well think more about how the master will explain after he wakes up. We can tie him back to the capital, but we can't tie his heart. If it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later..." As he spoke, he touched the wound on his waist.

"The most urgent thing is to restore the master's memory." The dark guard nodded, "I have sent a message back to the general's mansion. I think the ghost doctor is already thinking of a way. Let's go on the road first."

Hearing this, Shang Yun hesitated for a moment, and said to the dark guard, "Give me half an hour, I want to take more people back."

"Huh?" The dark guard raised his eyebrows, "Little lover?"

Shang Yun squinted at him, but did not refute.

# # #

In the 19th year of Emperor Wen of Great Chu, October.

Tianshui Town, seal the mansion.

"My lord, all the ledgers for this month are here." The deputy steward, now a middle-aged man who should be called the deputy steward, stood in front of the desk with drooping eyebrows. The handsome young man picked up the tallest ledger and looked through it carefully.

"Young master, according to your instructions, the purchasers at the house have bought a large amount of rice from the south and have stored it all in the cellar. Look, when do we want to open the warehouse?" Thinking of the price difference between the grains, the escrow I couldn't help but rub my hands together, as if I saw big gold ingots flying past my eyes.

"Wait a little longer." Feng Ze shook his head, looked towards the window lattice, a sparrow landed on it and then flew away, forcing a small and lovely paw print on the wooden railing.

The dust was getting thicker and thicker.

Feng Ze emptied his head and thought about the original plot, when the famine came, there was no rain for three months, yellow sand and dust were flying everywhere, and there was a sense of despair everywhere.

And it all started from the day that person left.

Closing the account book in his hand, rubbing his tired forehead, Feng Ze turned his head to look at the agent and said, "Anyone have any news?"

"There is still no news." The deputy manager shook his head, hesitated to speak, "Young master, Mr. Chu has disappeared for almost three months, and we can't find any news about this, I'm afraid...something happened long ago. "

"..." Feng Ze fell silent, leaned his back on the back of the chair, and closed it slowly.After a while, he sighed and said, "Let everyone outside withdraw."

"Hey!" The acting steward bent down, and then walked out the door with easy steps.

Fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, clear and slow, after thinking for a long time, Feng Zeyuan went through the original plot again, but he still didn't find any clues that Chu Yang might disappear.

Could it be that some of the plots were disrupted by himself as an outsider, causing Chu Yang to disappear out of thin air?But it's still unscientific!

That's right, Chu Yang disappeared into the Fengfu as if the world had evaporated, on the same day that Gu Yue left.

Based on this point, Feng Ze couldn't let go.

Could it be that Gu Yue took people away?But why?Is there something unspeakable, or... Could it be that Gu Yue has taken a fancy to him... Ahh!

So what if they fell in love, anyway, everyone already knows that the hero of Great Chu, General Gu Yue, will marry the Twelve Princes of the Dynasty in a month's time?

... get married.

With a pain in his heart, Feng Ze shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He scratched his hair irritably, Feng Ze finally understood that the power of a young man's white head is not as terrible as that of a young man's bald head... If he continues to struggle like this, sooner or later he will have to scratch himself bald...

Oh what a sad story. [but keep smiling]

No longer thinking about Chu Yang's affairs, Feng Ze grabbed the remaining ledgers that he hadn't finished reading, flipped through them one by one resignedly, making notes and drawing circles from time to time, and it was time for lunch.

After Yiliu left the mansion, Feng Ze did not fill in the vacancy of a personal maid, instead he recruited a handsome young servant to serve by his side.Although he is not as caring as a woman, but there are fewer troubles, so he can rest assured.

After lunch, I took a nap for half an hour, and then looked at the ledger and continued to read the ledger.There is no way, the Fengfu family has a big business, nothing else, but a lot of debts.

When he turned to Ruyi Zhai, it was already dusk, and he suddenly remembered that someone had whispered in his ear that the shopkeeper of Ruyi Zhai wanted Mr. Gao recently.

Closing the ledger in his hand, Feng Ze called in the servant to clean his hands, and asked, "Can Nian Yuan go home?"

The boy was clever, and he just shook his head and said, "Mr. Shen hasn't returned yet. I heard that the old shopkeeper of Ruyizhai is handing over some affairs in the shop to Mr. Shen. I think Mr. Shen is a very busy man." He spoke with admiration in his tone.

"En." Feng Ze nodded dispensably, threw the wet handkerchief in his hand back into the copper basin, watched the handkerchief slowly soaking in the water, and then said slowly, "If Shen Nianyuan returns home tomorrow, , and told him to come to Grandpa's study."

"Here." The boy nodded.

As night fell, lanterns were lit in the Fengfu again, and the stars were lit up.Feng Ze lay on his back on the bed in his clothes, stared at the crimson red tent, gradually closed his eyes, and sank into the black dream peacefully.

day to day.

The morning light is faint, and the cock crows and stands.

"Master, Mr. Shen is here."

The door of the room was knocked lightly, Feng Ze took a sip of tea to moisten his lips, and then saw the servant leading a handsome young man in a blue shirt into the room.

Shen Nianyuan saluted respectfully, and stood before the desk, keeping his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.

It's ridiculous to say that the encounter between the two of them also started from this place, but it's a pity that the little twin who had a young and sweet heart at the beginning, but only three months, has become like the monk who escaped into Buddhism, three thousand in the world of mortals, But I no longer understand what youth friendship is.

"I heard that the old shopkeeper is going to retire." Feng Ze looked up at Shen Nianyuan, his voice spread in the study, "What do you think?"

"Nianyuan doesn't have any ideas, everything is up to you, Young Master." Shen Nianyuan raised his head and said calmly.

"Listen to me..." The index finger of his right hand lightly tapped on the table, Feng Ze didn't mince words, and said bluntly, "I plan to let you directly take the title of shopkeeper, what do you think?"

Shen Nianyuan remained calm, "But it's up to you, Young Master."

"Heh," Feng Ze continued with a low laugh, "Since that's the case, then I plan to put Ruyi Zhai under your name."

Xu did not hear clearly, Shen Nianyuan froze for a moment.

"After all, I owe you." Feng Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he handed him the transfer deed that he had prepared long ago, "Okay, let's go out."

Holding the deed in his hand, the waves in Shen Nianyuan's eyes spread out layer by layer, full of complexity, and he said with difficulty, "My lord, what do you mean?"

Feng Ze smiled lightly and said nothing, he only called the boy in loudly, motioning him to take him out.

Under the scorching sun, Shen Nianyuan clenched the contract tightly. He raised his head and looked straight at the sun. Big and big tears rushed out of his eyes and fell onto the thin chapter. On the yellow paper that decides everything for him.

"Owe me." He didn't look at the different expressions of the servants around him, but slowly squatted down and hugged his knees, "Why do you owe me?" It's just a wishful one-man show.

Inside the house, Feng Ze quietly closed his eyes while listening to the mourning from outside the door.