lonely moon dream

"If your leg is healed, will you still run away?" Fang Youxun swore that he never intended to scare the tiger man.

He just has a strong desire to possess his own things. Since he was a child, his own things can be idle and locked, and cannot be borrowed or given away. They can be destroyed or discarded, and cannot be lost or run away.In adulthood, outward manifestations are less obvious.That's because he has been in a high position for a long time, and there are fewer and fewer things that can catch his eyes, so he becomes indifferent to everything and has no interest in it.However, the deep-rooted desire for monopoly has not only not diminished, but has become stronger, but the scope has narrowed.

Ever since he learned about Lingxi that day, Fang Youxun's mood has been very low.This kind of sadness of losing a lover is real, but after the sadness, he reflected on himself, after so many years of persistent pursuit, is it true love, or a false love that evolved into a false love because his desire for exclusiveness was not satisfied? He himself said Not sure.After returning home, he guarded the little dead man, not wanting him to die, and wanted to find the answer from the same firm gaze as Linger.He wanted to know, what kind of emotion was that firm and persistent?Do you really have this emotion?

So when he woke up and found that the little dead man was gone, and all the poisons on his body had been wiped out, he felt that he seemed to have lost something very important, and this feeling made him very upset.The narration of Sanjie Pine Master and the dirty blood in the ruined temple gave him an answer that made him even more unacceptable: something that should have been completely under his control helped him solve a problem without his knowing it. Small nuisance, and thus gone, in an almost tragic way.He felt a little uncomfortable, but stupidly couldn't distinguish the essential difference between this feeling and losing his beloved toy when he was a child.

When the lost thing was found again, it had already changed hands?How can this be.Years of habit made it impossible for him to treat a dead man as his lover.A woman can remarry because she is human and has thoughts.A dead man is just a tool, and of course the tool cannot change hands without his permission.

But he had to admit that this tool was a bit different, and it was naturally different if it could cause such a big emotional swing in him.What's more, this tool actually knew about eating fish when I was young, it has Hua Sanchuan's "Overlord" Gu in its body, and it has its own seal of authority... Things are getting more and more interesting.Besides, the new owner of this tool is still Xi'er, so there is a so-called "fair exchange".

Also, that old ghost of Wulan dared to inflict torture wounds on his own things, without his knowing it at all.This is courting death!

If you want to play for a longer period of time, it is necessary to heal the wounds of the little dead soldier.Fang Youxun found it interesting to watch the tools clumsily trying to hide himself, but at the same time, he wanted to make sure that his things would not run away again.

The person who said it was careless, but the person who listened was terrified.

He hit his head on the ground, his voice and body trembling uncontrollably: "I swear to follow my master to the death and never betray."

This time the fear was real.Running away is tantamount to betrayal.There is no greater crime than a servant who is unfaithful.Although Xunyue said this when telling Xiyue about her life, the deterrent effect of this word from the mouth of the master is so great.

Xunyue didn't know if the lord had seen through her disguise, or if she just heard from somewhere that she was a runaway slave.If it's the former, then I'm dead today, the question just now was just a game on the spur of the moment; if it's the latter, I will have a hard time in the future, which master would trust a slave who once betrayed his master?

Fang Youxun leaned back in his chair with satisfaction.If such an answer was in the past, he would definitely ignore it.But today, I don't know if it's because of a good mood or because of the person who answered, it sounds pleasant and comfortable.

After being happy for a while, Fang Youxun was surprised again. In his impression, this person, even if he was injured and embarrassed, obeyed and bowed his head, he was always calm and sharp. Why was he always afraid after this reunion?What is he afraid of?At first, Fang Youxun found the panic of the little dead man very interesting, but after a long time, seeing him trembling like a frightened bird in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

If it were someone else, Fang Youxun would definitely kick the person out of his field of vision, or order him to remove the obstruction.But the people in front of him are always different, and he actually has a strange and sour emotion in his heart.After thinking and thinking, comparing all his previous experiences, Fang Youxun finally found a word that he didn't know if it was appropriate to describe it, that is "cherish".

How can a person standing in the clouds see the pain of the ants in the cracks of the rock?Unless, he wants to know...

"Okay, get up." Fang Youxun softened his voice, got up and went back to the inner room, and pretended to be inadvertently took out a small black porcelain bottle from his waist, "This is for you, take one every day. Hmm... Tomorrow morning, I want to eat fish. Then accompany me to Cheng's house to celebrate his birthday."

"...Yes." My lord is going to Cheng's house, and also...to celebrate his birthday?Xunyue felt that her body was half cold.He didn't dare to get up immediately, but raised his head slightly, raised his hands to take the vial, you know, it took him so much effort to suppress the shaking of his hands.

Seeing that Fang Youxun had entered the inner room, and hearing that the people inside seemed to be lying down, Xunyue got up, bowed and backed out.

Back to the next room that Ersan had arranged for him, he opened the small porcelain bottle, which was full of small scarlet pills, and the bottle was full.Xunyue was taken aback, and then thought about it, not to mention that there would not be so many "Zhu Xin", even if there were, adults would not give herself such a servant who can only cook.

Carefully take out one and put it in your mouth. It smells fragrant and warm in your abdomen. If you guessed right, it should be a medicine for regulating qi and nourishing blood.For a moment, the internal organs seemed to warm up, not because the medicine was really effective, but because of the person who gave the medicine.Xunyue just lay on the wooden bed overnight holding the small porcelain bottle.

It really made him guess right. This small pill does have the effect of nourishing qi and nourishing blood, but the effect is not very obvious. Fortunately, the medicine is mild and has no side effects, so it can be taken for a long time.

When Fang You was free, he tried to make alchemy according to the formula of "Zhu Xin", but unfortunately he couldn't control the heat well, so he failed after several attempts.Either it was scorched black and carbonized, or the furnace was damaged by the explosion, it was either out of shape, or changed its taste.A lot of precious medicinal materials were really wasted.

This is the most beautiful looking furnace, but it was the last time when the medicinal materials were not complete, he kept some, which was originally intended to fool Yu Lianhuan.Seeing the little dead man again this time, he felt soft-hearted for a moment and gave it a reward.He had already forgotten that he once gave up the real "Zhu Xin" once in order to keep the chance to see those bright eyes again. (How big is the heart! Believe that a good memory and a big heart are not contradictory.)

Chengjiazhuang is said to be a mountain villa, but it is not an exaggeration to call it a castle or a city.The city wall is more than three feet high and half a foot thick, firmly enclosing the villa.Cheng Mansion in Zhuang Nei, pavilions, terraces and high pavilions rise from the ground, and the corridors and courtyards are well arranged.A pair of white marble lions at the entrance are majestic and majestic, and the two large characters "Chengfu" are engraved on the tall door plaque.

Today is the [-]th birthday of Mr. Cheng Yuanzhong, the head of the Cheng family. It was originally planned to be held together with Cheng Qinai's marriage, but it was canceled because of Cheng Qinai's robbery a while ago.Five days later, Cheng Qinai came back by himself, no matter how Cheng Yuanzhong and Deng Shi pressed him, Cheng Qinai just didn't open his mouth, and he lost a lot of weight, losing his former anger.

Cheng Yuanzhong had no intention of celebrating his birthday, he didn't want many people from the martial arts circle who had made good friends with him to come to Chengjiazhuang early, so he had to decide to simply organize it at home, as if he were old friends getting together.It's simple, the Cheng family's wealth and prestige are there, except for those who have already arrived at the Cheng family from a long way ago, there are also some people from the nearby rivers and lakes who came here one after another when they heard that Mr. Cheng was celebrating his birthday.There has been a constant stream of cars and horses in front of the gate of the Cheng family since yesterday.

Fang Youxun had another delicious meal of fish at the inn in the morning. This time, of course, it was not the small fish piled with five copper coins, but the famous local fish Drunken Reed Flower that Xunyue went to the market before dawn to pick.Last time, Xunyue bought some ingredients with the few pennies she had on her, and wanted to make them for Xiyue to taste.This time, I bought it exclusively for adults. Of course, money is not a problem.After returning, Xunyue borrowed the kitchen of the inn and cooked carefully all morning.

For the entire breakfast, this snarky adult only ate fish, and didn't move anything else.Seeing the adults in his family eating the fish one bite at a time, Xunyue, who was by the side, suddenly felt that this was already very satisfying.When Twenty-three came back, Fang Youxun had already eaten half of a three-jin drunk reed flower.

"Sir." Twenty-three asked for instructions outside the door.

"Come in." Fang Youxun put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin that Xunyue handed over, and gently wiped the corner of his mouth.

Xunyue immediately took the napkin and handed over clear water for his adults to rinse their mouths, and then took it with a fine white porcelain bowl.

Twenty-three walked in, glanced at the table, and was taken aback. He had never seen an adult eat so much.

"Sir, Miss Lin and the others were rejected outside Cheng's house."

"Okay. Let's go to celebrate birthday." Fang Youxun got up, obviously in a good mood.

Xunyue just took off the purple cloak hanging on the hanger and unfolded it.Fang Youxun turned around naturally, stretched out his arms, and gave Xunyue his back.

Watching Xunyue skillfully dress and tie Fang Youxun, Nian San murmured in his heart: No wonder the lord is coming, he really knows how to slip his beard, and straightened his hair so quickly.

Before going out, Fang Youxun looked back at the half fish on the table, shook his head, thinking that it would not taste good when it was cold: "It's cheap, old man Cheng. Put the half fish on it and it will be a congratulatory gift." .”

Xunyue immediately took out the food box, and while filling the fish, she mourned silently for the Patriarch of the Cheng family.