A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

Han Ze went out for a long time, but Fang Muan was still standing there organizing his speech.

With a faint smile on Wen Xuan's face, he couldn't wait for Fang Mu'an's showdown, so he mouthed to Fang Mu'an.

It seems to say four words.

Fang Muan approached Wenxuan, "I can't hear what you said."

Wen Xuan sneered, winked at Fang Muan, "Come closer."

Fang Muan cautiously stepped forward.

Wenxuan shook his head dissatisfied, "Come closer."

"Closer enough, tell me."

"Not enough, you come closer."

Fang Mu'an had no choice but to put his ear to his mouth. Wen Xuan laughed amused by his stiff posture, and then gently uttered four words from his mouth, "Mu'an, I'm thirsty." Unable to cover his ears and steal the bell, he kissed him on the ear.

Fang Muan petrified on the spot, "I'm wrapped up like this, how do you still know who I am?"

"As soon as you come in, you will feed me water and talk to me alone. I will venture to guess."

You can guess his identity with just a glass of water, how far-fetched it sounds.

Fang Muan took a deep breath, "Where is my travel guide? Give it back to me."

Wenxuan looked aggrieved, "Mu An, I'm thirsty, can you give me another sip of water?"

Looking at his miserable lips and severely dehydrated skin, Fang Muan still felt compassion, "I really owed you in my last life." As he said that, he walked to the door and called Han Ze loudly.

Han Ze thought he had something else to do, so he hurried over, "Ziqian, what's the matter?"

"Give me another glass of water... No, give me another bucket of water."

Han Ze's face turned blue, "Are you going to waterboard him?"

Fang Mu'an coughed twice, "What, I'll play it by ear, call someone to bring water."

Han Ze asked someone to deliver water with a puzzled expression, and Fang Muan coaxed him out of the house when he was about to order something.

Wen Xuan sneered from behind, "Now you have also learned to serve people with color, and you can play with people with applause."

What is this called!

Fang Mu'an took a handful of water from the bucket and put it on Wenxuan's face angrily, "Who serves others with sex? Do you think that everyone will give you a virtue, and I will let him go down as a man?"

Wenxuan's face was poured with water, and he smiled shamelessly, "I haven't washed my face for several days, you can't stand it, you want to wash it for me?"

"Wash, I'll wash it for you." Fang Muan angrily wiped Wenxuan's face a few times, "Was it clean?"

Wen Xuan's face was covered with water, and even his hair was wet, so he had to surrender and beg for mercy, "Can't I say the wrong thing?"

Only then did Fang Muan stop, scooped up a glass of water and handed it to Wenxuan.

Wenxuan drank it all in one gulp, "More."

"Drink to death, forget it."

While talking harshly, Fang Muan fed him a few glasses of water, and when he was full, wiped his face off.

Wen Xuan knew that he had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, and his face was full of smiles, so he couldn't help but be sarcastic, "You should prepare some moisturizer, and leave it alone after washing, the skin must be air-dried."

Fang Mu'an pulled his hair angrily, "Is it too late to serve you? Don't talk nonsense, where did my travel guide tell you to go?"

Wenxuan moved his hands impatiently, "I was tied up for 20 days, my stomach is empty and there is nothing left, you should ask them to get me something delicious."

"You think this is a hotel? You are now a prisoner waiting for trial. You have a roster in your mind that you want to get. You don't behave honestly with your tail between your legs. You yell and shout. Do you not want to live?"

Wen Xuan tilted his head, "Before I saw you, I was really terrified, but once I saw you, I had nothing to worry about."

Fang Mu'an touched the mask on his face, "I am in this state, I am not capable of getting you out."

Wen Xuan laughed, "You don't know who the original owner of your body is."

"Who is it?"

"Guess who is the one who can command Han Ze with just one sentence?"

"Where do I go to guess, if you hadn't stolen my time travel guide, would I be running around like a blind man?"

Wenxuan didn't answer, just rubbed his chin against his collarbone, rubbing back and forth a few times, Fang Muan couldn't stand it, "Are you itchy?"

"I haven't showered for 20 days, do you think it's itchy?"

"Deserving it."

"come here."

"What are you doing again?"

"You give me a scratch."

"I'll scratch it for you when I'm free. You poked a hole in my current body. Do you know how I got here in the past 20 days?"

Wen Xuan's eyes were like autumn water, "I didn't know it was you when I attacked."

"Come on, when you knew it was me, you also did it. Isn't Song An killed by you?"

"You ran to block Song Luo's sword, how can you blame me? The speed of the ruthless sword is beyond my control."

There is also a ruthless sword...

What are you pretending to be crazy and cool?

Fang Muan didn't want to continue arguing with Wenxuan, so he waved his hand as a stop gesture; Wenxuan sighed as he watched him, and continued to rub his chin on his shoulder, expelling Fang Muan's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"That's right, I'm convinced." Fang Mu'an could only step forward to tickle him, "What's uncomfortable? Shoulder?"

"down."

Fang Mu'an could only unbutton his collar a bit, and reached in to scratch his collarbone.

"Further down."

"Further down is the chest, are you itchy?"

"Further down."

"abdomen?"

"Further down."

Fang Muan's hands reached Wenxuan's waistband, and that damn thing was still screaming down.

"Fuck you... why are you itching your lower body and rubbing your chin? You still expect me to put my hand in your pants?"

Wenxuan succeeded in playing a prank, and couldn't help laughing. After laughing for a while, his whole body collapsed, "Mu An, I'm so hungry, you can put me down."

Fang Muan seized the opportunity to bargain with him, "Don't keep talking about him, return my time travel guide to me quickly."

"I'll give it back to you. What if you run away and never come back?"

The hippie smile on Wenxuan's face has long since disappeared, and there is a little more sadness in his small eyes.

Fang Muan curled his lips, "If you have a time travel guide, you can recognize me at a glance. Are you afraid of where I will go? Be good, give it back to me quickly, otherwise I don't know anything about the character information, and I will screw up the mission again. "

Wenxuan shivered at Fang Muan's "Good boy", "Just ask me what you want to know. I know more comprehensive information about your current body."

Can it be comprehensive?This little tortoise has been a memorizer madman since he was in school, it seems that he is determined to detain his things and not return them.

Fang Muan was smooth, and did not share his common sense, "Tell me everything you know, and focus on the key points."

Wenxuan nodded with a half-smile, "Your body is originally named Fang Jian, and your nickname is Ziqian. You were once the number one counselor under the late emperor's command. Since the late emperor was the crown prince, you have been assisting and giving advice all the way."

"What happened ten years ago, and Fang Jian's face became like this?"

Wenxuan took a deep breath, "Fang Jian contributed a lot to the former emperor's victory over King Ji in the battle for succession. After the first emperor came to the throne, he suppressed and slaughtered the original Nine Kings Party. I tried to force him to reveal all the dual identities of the commander-in-chief and the envoy of the dark court, but in the end I couldn't get a single word out of his mouth."

These few sentences sound simple and clear, with clear cause and effect, but when you think about it carefully, there are many doubts that can be investigated further.

"Since Fang Jian was the first emperor's military adviser, he must be extremely smart. How could he be easily caught by King Ji's plan?"

Wenxuan chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, "No one in this world can escape a word of love."

"Shrimp rice?"

"Liancheng is Bailan, the daughter of Baiming. Ten years ago, the Bai family was destroyed. Bailan did not hesitate to burn everything for revenge. Fang Jian went to the official brothel to save her, but she burned her to death. If it wasn't for me, Bai Lan and Fang Jian would have died in the fire in the brothel."

Fang Mu'an was stunned when he heard this, "What does this have to do with the word love? Isn't Bai Lan Duan Hong's fiancée? Why are you having another relationship with Fang Jian?"

"It's not Bailan who is in love with Fang Jian, but Bailan's father, Baiming."

This is all a mess, how complicated things were back then.

Could it be that Master Bai is also the ultimate broken sleeve?

Fang Muan was exhausted for a moment, "Wait until I sort it out... So, the reason why Fang Jian hates you is because you took advantage of the fire and took him to King Ji to torture him and torture him in every possible way?"

Wenxuan sighed, "That's about it. Wenxuan's alias is Wuqing, he is the number one shadow guard under King Ji and the number one assassin of Nanyu. In the past ten years, everyone only knows about Wuqing, but Wenxuan is white and blue."

The amount of information is too rich, and Fang Mu'an has a hard time accepting it, "I don't understand this, since Bailan is Liancheng, and she stayed in Prince Ji's mansion for those years, why didn't she recognize Duan Hong?"

Wen Xuan snorted softly, "If you lost your voice and disfigured your face, would you dare to recognize your former lover?"

"Why don't you admit it, you recognized him early on. Why do I have to squint for a long time when I lose my voice and disfigurement, that bastard still has a harem from the third child to the fifteenth child, I also blame him to death. Stalking and waiting for him to raise me."

Wenxuan was amused by Fang Muan's righteous indignation, "Mu'an, if one day I become paralyzed, would you still be willing to support me?"

Fang Mu'an felt that Wenxuan was digging a hole for him, and after thinking about it, he said, "It's [-]% okay to be a buddy."

Wenxuan laughed at himself and continued to dig a hole, "Then if you marry a wife in the future, what will your wife do if she can't stand you raising a brother who is paralyzed and divorces you every day?"

Fang Muan's face twitched, "Can you stop cursing me, Fang Muan has that kind of vision for people? Marrying a wife can marry someone who doesn't have any love at all?"

Thinking of the classic dominatrix in Han Ze's family, Fang Mu'an felt afraid of the word wife.