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

The man was half leaning against the corner of the wall, his broad palm tightly grasping the white and jade wrist of the young man in front of him.His entire chest vibrated due to the violent movement, and the thick bloody air in his throat kept churning, and he pressed it down again.The rolling throat swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, the man's palm increased strength, and he pulled Feng Ze's wrist closer to his side.

"Who are you?" The man hissed, his hoarse voice was blunt and cold, his eyes were glued to Feng Ze's body without blinking, like a beast watching its prey.

When Feng Ze confronted the man, he felt that the other's sharp star eyes were like a knife, falling on his body and scratching his body.

Closing his eyes, struggling back with his wrists to no avail, he said angrily, "Let go!"

Hearing this, the strength of the man's hand was three points heavier, and red marks appeared under the white wrist.

Feng Ze was hurt by the huge hand, his eyes were foggy.

"Where is this place, and who are you?" The man looked at the mist rising from the eyes of the person in front of him, his eyes flickered slightly.

Ask him where is this?

Feng Ze sneered suddenly: "This is Feng Mansion, I am the owner of the mansion." He raised his chin, his eyes were high and high, "You'd better let go of me quickly, or I just have to shout—"

The neck was suddenly strangled by the man like lightning, and the face hidden behind the hair was also exposed with the movement.

The sword eyebrows enter the temples, and the eyes are like bright stars.

Except for the thin lips that had lost a lot of blood and were pale and blue, they had a handsome appearance that was sharp and murderous.

Feng Ze's breath was suffocated when he saw it, and his heart beat.

"Guess, is it you who shouted faster, or was it faster for me to break your neck?" The man's voice was weak and vicious, and his thin lips were pressed against Feng Ze's ear, like a The ear-to-eye contact between lovers.

The feeling of being pinched by someone's neck is not good. When he came back to his senses, Feng Ze pursed his lips tightly and did not answer, but looked directly at the man with a frighteningly bright eyes.

As if being pecked by that fiery gaze, the man's starry eyes flickered, and his fingers moved slightly.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and a servant waited anxiously outside, knocking on the door and asking in a soft voice.

Feeling the tightness on the neck, Feng Ze sneered and said something to the outside of the room, looking directly at the man, he said in a low voice: "If you insist, you can break my neck now... just , I guarantee that you will never be three steps away from Fengfu tonight."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" There was a hint of surprise in the man's voice.

"Scared, why not afraid." Feng Ze said bluntly, his smile was full of coldness, "But you didn't give me a choice, did you?"

After a moment of silence, the man said, "Why don't we make a deal."

Feng Ze looked straight at him.

"You take me in until my injuries are stable, and I will give you three conditions." As if seeing disdain in the eyes of the person in front of him, the man's eyes shrank, and his rough fingertips with calluses lingered across the delicate skin , "Beautiful family members like flowers, silk and satin, gold and silver treasures..."

"It's touching." The smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, Feng Ze interrupted coldly, "But why should I believe your so-called conditions."

The man stared directly at Feng Ze, his eyes as dark as stars seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "It's because you have no choice at all."

One sentence is life-threatening.

Looking at the man with hatred, Feng Ze thought that if it wasn't for the dirty and smelly body of this man, he might not be able to resist opening his mouth to bite him!

Do you think that being the protagonist Gong is a big deal? !Cannon fodder has no human rights? !Why are you gentle and gentle when facing the protagonist, and when you come to me, you are either thugs or choking? ! !Yu Youzun understands!No!Understand!

The slender and thick eyelashes concealed the real thoughts in the eyes, and two slight tremblings cast shadows on the eyelids. Feng Ze's tightly pursed thin lips revealed a faint pink color, and he chose to take a step back.

"...What do I need to call you?" It was a compromise.

His throat moved slightly, and the man said in a deep voice, "Gu Yue."

The phoenix eyes opened slightly, and Feng Ze realized later that the man had let go of the hand pinching his neck at some point, and leaned back weakly against the mottled moss-covered wall.

Seeing the expression of the person in front of him, Gu Yue's eyes were as calm as the water in an ancient well: "Now you can rest assured?"

Gu Yue, the No.1 general of the Chu State, is really like a thunderbolt.

Looking at the man with a complicated expression, Feng Ze stretched out his hand to touch his neck, the man's cold touch seemed to still be attached to it.Coughing twice, he raised his chin and raised his proud posture again: "Feng Ze."

In this way, he reported his name.

"kindness."

Gu Yue responded vaguely, feeling as if an indistinct light and shadow flashed across his eyes.

He tried his best to lean on his body and looked at the extremely handsome young man in front of him, that small gesture of raising his eyebrows seemed to be a hot fire, which ignited into the bottom of his heart sparsely, clustering a large amount of light.

This is a serious injury that has not healed and a new injury, and it has not been in rice water for three whole days. Gu Yue knew early on that his body was extremely weak, and the big action just after meeting the young man made him use up his last breath. Vigorous.

But even so, he smiled at the young man who looked like a delicate young master.

How long has it been since he smiled?

Thinking to myself, the extremely tense strings in my mind seemed to break apart completely after this smile.

As soon as his mind relaxed, the eyes of the man with a straight back went dark, and he fell into the endless darkness...

The tall figure fell to the ground with a bang, and Feng Ze, who raised his chin, froze in place for a moment.After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward and kicked Gu Yue lightly with his toe.

The man didn't move.

Surprise welled up in his eyes, Feng Ze kicked down again, but it was much heavier than the previous kick.

The man still didn't move.

"It's really dizzy if you say it."

But why didn't she look so vulnerable when she threatened him just now?The strength of his hands is not small.

Crouching down again and staring carefully at the man's delicate and cold eyebrows, Feng Ze sighed softly, and murmured for a while: "... In the end, is it you?"

He called his confidant to come in and lift him up carefully, ignoring the shock and fear on the boy's face, Feng Ze said coldly: "No news from tonight is allowed to spread out of the mansion, if there is any disturbance outside..." His eyes flashed fiercely Li, "Don't blame Grandpa for turning his face."

The boy trembled a bit, and he was even more cautious when facing the blood-stained man: "Then son... where should this person be placed?"

Nodding his head and thinking for a few seconds, Feng Ze waved his hands and said: "I will temporarily place him in the side room of the master, let Uncle Chen show him the injuries on his body, and then find a few clever young men to wait on him. Awk..." His face was weird for a while, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face, with a hint of relief in his cunning, "Just say that this is the new one that the master just brought into the mansion—Xin, Chong."

Uh……

new favorite?

The boy glanced at the blood-stained man who was so foul-smelling and dirty that he couldn't see his face clearly, and couldn't help shaking his arms.

So... son, when did your taste become so strong? !