A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Mu'an suffered from insomnia for most of the night, and woke up miserably late the next morning.

It was high in the sun when he came over, Wen Xuan was sitting by the window reading, when he heard the sound on the bed, he raised his head and smiled at him, "Your young master is waiting for you, quickly put on your clothes and go there."

What are you looking for him for!

Fang Muan tapped his sleepy head, he still remembered what Wenxuan said to him last night, now he wished he could pack up and leave, and never see Song Luo again.

Seeing Fang Muan dragging his feet for time, Wenxuan couldn't help but put down his book and walked over to urge him, "I was afraid of disturbing your sweet dreams, so I pushed for you several times. If you don't go , let me how to behave."

Fang Muan blinked at Wenxuan, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

"There is some porridge left for you in the food box. It's probably cold after so long. Go to the kitchen to heat it up yourself."

It's still hot, let's eat it.

Fang Muan reimbursed him for breakfast, and dawdled not wanting to go back to see Song Luo.

Wenxuan guessed what Fang Muan was thinking, and smiled to comfort him, "It was Song An in the past who did that to Song Luo, not you now, why do you mind so much. Song Luo is going to visit General Duan's mansion with a generous gift today. Old madam, if you don't go looking for him, you will miss the time for his visit."

"Which one is General Duan? And which one is the old lady?"

"Duan Hong is the commander-in-chief of the Duan family army in Jizhou. He has been stationed at the Nanyu border all year round. His grandmother will celebrate her [-]th birthday next year. General Duan wonders if he can come back to congratulate him. Hearing that your young master is going to Beijing for the exam, I asked him to deliver a letter from his family. Grandmother said she was safe."

"If he wants to meet guests, let him go. Why do you have to ask me?"

Wen Xuan sighed, "The gift Song Luo wants to give to the old lady is unusual, he will feel at ease with you escorting him."

It's not about taking him as a porter.

Fang Mu'an breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the room anxiously. Song Luo had already tidied up and was ready to leave.

"Song An, you are getting worse and worse!"

Fang Mu'an also knew that he had fallen a lot in the past few days after arriving in the capital. The time to get up in the morning to practice was getting longer and later, and he would lie on the bed and sleep in the daytime when he had nothing to do. difference.

Song Luo put a ticket in his bosom and went out with his head held high. Fang Mu'an followed unhappily, not daring to walk side by side with him all the way, keeping a step away from him all the time.

Fang Mu'an originally thought that Song Luo would go straight to the General's Mansion, but who would have thought that they would arrive at the Escort first.

Song Luo took out the escort ticket from his bosom, and the steward of the escort agency took out a big boxy box with the ticket.

Isn't this escort an acquaintance who traveled together a few days ago?

Fang Muan took the box as instructed, but was still confused when he went out, "Master, what's in here?"

"General Duan's birthday gift to her grandmother."

"Then why did he ask you to take it to Beijing? Who are you, Duan Hong, to trust you so much?"

Song Luo glanced at Fang Mu'an, but ignored him; Fang Mu'an made fun of him, and said coyly, "Master, if you don't tell me some taboos, I will inevitably embarrass you later."

Song Luo glared at Fang Mu'an, and complained in a low voice, "Why are you so talkative now, Duan Hong is my brother-in-law."

Fang Mu'an suddenly realized, and went around in a circle, could it be that the general named Duan Hong was Song Luo's missed opportunity?

"Master, is it possible that the person you like is General Duan?"

Song Luo was taken aback by the question, turned his head and gave Fang Muan a vicious look, "Don't talk nonsense just because you can't remember anything."

Fang Muan looked aggrieved when he was scolded, he was obviously just reasoning normally.

I have been here for so long, and I haven't figured out who Song Luo's official partner is, so the first task I took over was messed up by him. Don't get to the end, the points are not accumulated, but the ones who are detained are sent to the beast.

Fang Mu'an felt a chill, "Master, is your sweetheart Mr. Wen, General Duan, or His Highness Prince Ji?"

Song Luo just wanted to shake Fang Muan's ears with a wave of his hand, and if it wasn't for him on the street, he might have done so.

Seeing that Song Luo ignored him, Fang Muan didn't dare to speak.

The two walked to the General's Mansion. Song Luo explained the purpose of coming and delivered a name card. The family members informed the Lord and welcomed them into the mansion respectfully.

The mansions of the rich and powerful in the feudal society are really exquisite and luxurious, many times thicker than those shown on TV. Outsiders like Fang Mu'an are completely eye-opening.

Mrs. Duan personally received Song Luo, accepted the gift, thanked her, and invited her to tea.

69 years old was considered a long life in ancient times, but the old lady still looks handsome. Living in such a noble compound, she must enjoy more than ordinary people, and it is not uncommon to live a long life.

The first time Song Luo met Mrs. Duan, he talked about common things, but he made the old man very happy. He stayed for a day and had two banquets.

This kid not only has an extraordinary IQ, but also an extraordinary EQ.

Song Luo enjoyed the delicacies of mountains and seas, but Fang Muan just had a casual meal with his servants.

After dinner, the old lady was still reluctant to part with her, so she invited Song Luo to live in her house, so that she could eat well and sleep well to prepare for the exam.

Song Luo only said that the school is full of students of the same science, and they can always ask for advice when they have something to do.The old lady heard that what he said made sense, so she didn't force her, and gave them food and clothing, and ordered a car to be prepared to take them back.

Song Luo was in the car, and Fang Muan was running outside the car alone with large and small bags of gift food boxes. The little boy even lifted the car curtain to look at him from time to time, with a vicious look of showing off his might.

It turned out that Song Luo had planned it long ago, especially when he took the gift and used him as a leg.

When they arrived at the academy, Song Luo got out of the car, tipped the coachman, and walked straight into the courtyard regardless of Fang Muan.

The coachman also took out the two boxes of clothes from the sedan chair and threw them to Fang Mu'an.

Fang Mu'an kept complaining, "Master, you should help me."

The only response to him was Song Luo's handsome back.

Fang Mu'an could only rely on his own efforts. As soon as he stepped into the gate with one foot, he saw Wenxuan standing in the courtyard and sighing at the moon.

Fang Mu'an yelled at Mr. Wen.

Wen Xuan greeted them out in a personable manner, picked up the two best ones and left first.

Fang Mu'an was convinced by these masters.

When he sent all the big and small bags back to his room, Song Luo and Wen Xuan had already divided up the loot.

Wen Xuan waved to Song Luo, "Song An, come and hold the lamp for me."

Hold a fart lamp!

From the palm to the end, his function is to warm the bed.

"Mr. Wen, go back first, I have something to say to my young master."

Wen Xuan guessed what he was going to say, frowned as if trying to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, shook his head and went out.

Fang Mu'an went and locked the door, and went straight to Song Luo.

Song Luo mistook what he was going to do, jumped up from the chair in fright, and backed away with a blushing face.

Fang Mu'an blushed at Song Luo's embarrassing appearance, "Master, you don't have to be afraid."

"Who said I was scared."

Song Luo's teeth were knocked, and he was still dead.

Fang Mu'an stepped forward and knelt down, "Master... what I did before..."

He is the evil made by this shell, and has nothing to do with Fang Mu'an.

"What I did in the past, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, just pretend that it never happened. From now on, Song An will never do anything to you again."

Song Luo sat down on the bed, staring blankly at the kneeling person underneath.

The one who was stunned by him is clearly a different person from the previous one.

In the past, only Song An was at the mercy of him, and it was his turn to manipulate Song An. Unexpectedly, one day the feng shui would turn around, and it was not counting that he let him dictate, and even knelt down to apologize to him.

The haze and violence of the cold-faced killer is not visible on this person in front of him. They just have the same face, but they have completely different personalities.

Could it be that losing one's memory would also make one lose one's principles and turn into a limp idiot?

Fang Mu'an stared at Song Luo, afraid that he would say something like "Go to hell", but Song Luo just rolled a pair of black eyes, thinking of some bad idea.

"Master, can I get up? My knees hurt a little."

Fang Mu'an's apology to Song Luo today was entirely on a whim. What Song An did to Song Luo in the past was too much. Since he is the host of this body, he only does good deeds as a way to accumulate virtue for the owner.

Song Luo narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Wen told you about our past?"

It can't be that Song An thought of it by himself, otherwise he would never have the current attitude.

Fang Muan said "Yes", "Young Master Wen just said that."

Song Luo snorted softly, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you really want to apologize, I have a way, but I don't know if you are willing to do it."

Fang Muan had a bad feeling, "What does the young master want me to do?"

Song Luo stood up, walked up to Fang Muan and looked down at him condescendingly, "You have bullied me so many times, shouldn't you let me do it again?"

What? ?

Fang Mu'an looked at Song Luo in a daze, feeling as if he had been hit by a meteorite.

If you are raped, you have to force it back. Is this the logic of breaking the sleeves?

"Master, don't be angry. What happened has already happened. Even if you kill me, you can't change the past. I guarantee that I will

Be sure to be a competent bookboy honestly. "

Song Luo stared at his face for a while, snorted, flung his sleeves and sat back on the bed, "Get up."

"Yes."

"From tonight, do you really regard me as your only master?"

"You were my only master."

"If King Ji ordered you to kill someone or do something, would you go?"

Fang Mu'an was taken aback, "It's up to the young master. If the young master asks me to kill, I will kill him. If the young master asks me to do it, I will do it. But you'd better not let me do these things."

In his previous life, it was because he killed a person that he atones for his sin now so sadly.