A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

Song Luo and Fang Mu'an returned after less than an hour of strolling outside. Such a small amount of exercise made Mr. Song exhausted enough, and he fell asleep in the dark as soon as he returned to his room.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, and the room was too quiet. There was a person sitting at the table, and the shadow didn't seem to be Fang Muan.

Just a conjecture flashed through Song Luo's mind, and his heart ached as if someone had cut him with a knife.

King Ji...

Is it really His Highness King Ji?

Song Luo sat up with his arms propped up, and the person at the table got up and went to the bed to support him, "Hongyi, lie down."

Just five simple words, Song Luo couldn't take it anymore, tears fell down, "My lord..."

King Ji sighed, and sat down on the side of the bed silently. After Song Luo had cried enough, he calmly persuaded him, "Hongyi, your body is your own, so why bother with it? I know you have always had your own opinions, and you don't want to be influenced by others. You and I have been together all these years, and I never dare to force you."

Song Luo burst into sobs again, "The lord's kindness to me in saving my life and nurturing me, Song Zhuo will never repay me if I die, if one day I feel sorry for the lord, I'm sorry for my father..."

"Everyone has his own ambitions... Although you are young, you are one of the few sensible people around me. In your eyes, I have never been a wise master worth living and dying for. Money is easy to get, but people's hearts are hard to find. This matter is in my absence." you."

"My lord's words really pissed me off."

"You have already met the emperor, I said before that you are a very good judge of people, presumably he has virtues that I don't have..."

Song Luo was silent for a long time, and then said quietly, "The emperor... is very similar to the prince ten years ago."

King Ji couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard the words, "You were so young at that time, thank you for remembering. I myself have forgotten what I was like ten years ago, I hope the emperor will be more ruthless than I was back then, otherwise I will inevitably be a mermaid .”

The two whispered softly in the room, Wen Xuan stood guard outside the door, and Fang Mu'an rushed in from outside with a burden on his back.

In the evening, Fang Mu'an was summoned by Wenxuan to pick up things from Lord Han Ze's residence, not knowing that there was a distinguished guest in the academy.

Wen Xuan was afraid that he would disturb others, so he quickly covered his mouth and dragged him into his room.

Fang Muan was taken by surprise by surprise, Wenxuan hadn't used force against him for a long time, he had already relaxed his vigilance these days, but he didn't expect that damned thing to come up with the overlord's forceful bow again.

As soon as they entered the door, the two people fought passionately in the narrow space, and the taste changed after the fight.

At the beginning, Wenxuan only planned to stop Fang Muan so that he wouldn't meet King Ji, but after he subdued him, he couldn't help being playful again, and used the old trick to subdue Fang Muan on the bed.

Fang Mu'an's skills were inferior to others, and he was too embarrassed to call for help, so he could only curse a few words.

Wen Xuan sat beside him and laughed endlessly, pinching his nose for a while, bending down to kiss his mouth for a while, and showing off his might from time to time, "My body is so easy to use."

Fang Mu'an felt sad all over being molested, "Mr. Wen, don't tease me, I'm still in a hurry to see my young master."

Wenxuan smiled softly, "It's fine if you let me let you go, there is one condition."

"What conditions?"

"You...force me once."

24 horrors that can't be struck by thunder.

Fang Mu'an just felt that there was nothing to say, "Mr. Wen, what big scene did you see back then, so that you still worry about it now?"

Wenxuan was confused, "What do you mean, what big scene did I see?"

Fang Muan snorted, "You asked me to force you again and again, isn't it because you saw me...before I lost my memory, I forced my young master?"

How fierce was Song An in the past, that Mr. Wen couldn't forget it when he saw it.

It was only then that Wen Xuan understood what Fang Muan was referring to, and leaned on him and laughed, "You."

me what me!

You're the perverted one.

Fang Mu'an rolled his eyes twice, "Besides, you begged me to force you, even if I obeyed, would it still be considered coercion? At most, it would be considered Play."

Wen Xuan shook his head and stopped talking, turned over and lay down next to Fang Muan to hold his body.

The corner of his mouth was clearly smiling, but the expression on his face was a bit sad. Fang Mu'an looked terrified, afraid that something would happen if he got excited.

Fortunately, nothing happened. After Wenxuan heard the noise outside the door, he turned over and went out, his movements were done in one go, and he was unparalleled in style.

Fang Muan couldn't help but nodded his chin and praised in his heart, "A master!"

Wen Xuan greeted the King of Ji who came out of Song Luo's room, "My lord returned to Jizhou overnight?"

"It's not suitable to stay in the capital for a long time." King Ji put on his cloak and hat, "Have you worked hard these days? How did you do in the exam?"

"It's a mess."

"Alright, it's easier to move, I just wronged you."

"My lord speaks seriously."

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and Wenxuan and several masters from the Jizhou Guild Hall sent King Ji and the shadow guards of Prince Ji's residence all the way out of the city. Someone outside the city had already prepared a good horse that traveled three thousand a day.

King Ji dismissed the crowd and said with a smile to Wen Xuan, "I came and went in such a hurry, and I didn't have time to have a good talk with you."

"If the lord has any orders, just send someone to tell me." Wen Xuan bowed to King Ji, hesitated again and again, and asked, "How should Song Luo deal with it?"

King Ji sighed, "Song Luo will suffer from this illness, which shows that he is not a ruthless person. I came here for the sake of his deceased father and brother, and for the sake of my close relationship with him." Ten years of friendship. A good bird chooses a tree to live in. His father chose me back then, but now he abandons me. It is all a personal choice. This time I solved his knot and also repaid the love debt owed to him by the Song family .For the future, we will inevitably have to start from the beginning.”

Wen Xuan understood in his heart, and nodded in agreement, "I still have something to report."

King Ji already guessed what was going on, "Bai Qingbu figured out where Meng Mo is?"

"In the letter to the prince before, I have written the three words 'West, Mountain, Road'. Song Luo determined that Mr. Meng lived and practiced in seclusion in the mountains of Xilin Shuzhou."

King Ji smiled, "Coincidentally, I think so too, and I have sent someone to look for him."

Wen Xuan saluted King Ji, "I hope His Highness will get what he wants, and His Highness will be careful all the way."

King Ji also bowed back, got on his horse, and left with a group of people.

Wenxuan rushed back to the school overnight, and when he entered the room, he saw Fang Muan lying on the bed stupidly, already asleep, with his mouth slightly open, and a stream of saliva dripping from his cheeks, he didn't know what dream he was having.

He really has a physique like a pig, and he will not forget to meet Zhou Gong when he is about to die.

Wen Xuan smiled and released the acupuncture points on Fang Muan's body, and then covered him with a quilt.

When Fang Muan got up early, he found that he could move, and his clothes were still there.

That kid Wenxuan reined in?

Or it's the scene where the bastard is only cute and forced.

What an insatiable taste.

If Wenxuan met Song An from the past, he might be able to help him fulfill his wish, but he was unlucky enough to meet Fang Muan from time travel, and his wish of being abused might not be fulfilled in this life.

Fang Mu'an rubbed his head and went back to the room, but Song Luo was not in the room.

Why did the young master get up early today after staying in the room these days?

Fang Muan changed his clothes and went downstairs to wash his face.

Wen Xuan and Song Luo were sitting downstairs having breakfast.

"Xiao Song'an, come and have a bowl of champion porridge."

Wenxuan smiled, as if yesterday's Play never happened.

Song Luo's expression softened a lot, and his face was a little more bloody. He was able to eat breakfast, and it seemed that his appetite had recovered a little.

Fang Muan didn't wash his face anymore, and came over to eat steamed stuffed buns and porridge.

Wenxuan and Song Luo were talking about something just now, but after Fang Muan came, he stopped talking and watched him eat seriously.

Fang Muan felt hairy all over his body, and he was ashamed to gobble it up, and ate every bite carefully and politely.

His unprecedented table manners actually made Song Luo and Wen Xuan laugh. Song Luo was about to start teasing Fang Muan, when the waiter in the restaurant came to report, "Young Master Song, someone gave you something."

Fang Mu'an also thought of something, "The policy that Mr. Han gave to the young master is in Mr. Wen's room."

Song Luo glanced at Wenxuan with a smile, "I'll take it later and read it first, I'll read it after Brother Wen."

Wenxuan also laughed, "I'm afraid I don't need it anymore, you can see."

The three of you talked to each other, and the waiter was anxious, "Mr. Song, the gift giver is still outside, do you want to invite in?"

"What about the post?"

"No."

Wenxuan said, "Oh?", "Send someone early in the morning, and don't send any posts. Naturally, it's not the Duan Mansion, nor the Jizhou Guild Hall. Who would come to deliver things for no reason?"

Song Luo also frowned, "Is it a big thing or a small thing, and the sender should deliver it to me personally, or send someone to pick it up?"

The buddy was also a little embarrassed, "Looking at what that person means, he probably needs Mr. Song to go in person."

Song Luo took a look at Wenxuan who was resting, got up and went to the front hall to meet the guests, Fang Muan followed behind.

Wasn't the person waiting just the boy in front of Yuelao Temple yesterday?

Oh, no, the servants of the princess are probably maids disguised as men.

How did Princess Minde find Song Luo's residence?

These days, the common people really don't have any privacy at all.

Behind the little maid was a few guards with knives, very imposing, she didn't bow to Song Luo when she saw her, she just took out an exquisitely crafted jewelry box from her bosom and handed it to him, "My son gave you a thank you gift."

Song Luo was about to decline politely, but the little maid didn't give him a chance, she just stuffed the jewelry box into his arms, snorted softly, turned and left.

Fang Mu'an watched the whole process, dumbfounded.

Song Luo opened the jewelry box dumbfounded, and there was not much, not much, two taels of silver.

The priceless treasure box contained two taels of silver as a thank you gift, Fang Mu'an couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, the city knows how to play, the city knows how to play.