A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

Han Ze was so frightened that he immediately stood up from his seat, "Ziqian, what's wrong with you?"

The play had to be a complete set, so Fang Muan stabbed himself in the stomach as soon as he was cruel, and the wound really oozes blood as expected.

Seeing Fang Muan committing suicide, Wenxuan's eyes burst into flames.

Fang Mu'an avoided Wenxuan's cannibalistic eyes, covered his stomach and yelled, Han Ze hurriedly walked up to him to help him, "Ziqian, do you have a wound?"

Fang Mu Anxin said that I almost exposed myself and you still can't see the pain in my wound, "I pulled the wound when I hit him just now."

Han Ze glanced at Fang Muan, then at Wenxuan, "Why don't I find someone to take you back to change your medicine..."

Fang Muan exploded when he heard this, "Why don't you find someone to take me off, won't you accompany me?"

If you betray your appearance, you will betray to the end, and you will hold Han Ze by the hand and never let him go.

Song Luo also stepped forward to persuade, "Mr. Fang's injury is serious, and it won't be too late for another trial in the future."

Han Ze glanced at the frosty Wenxuan, frowned at Song Luo, and said, "I'll leave it to you first, and you'll just have to interrogate."

Fang Muan's hair stood on end.

If someone handed it over to Song Luo, is there still work left?The little bastard was able to kill people in bed back then, but now he can fully replicate Shau S Han's torture techniques.

Fortunately, Song Luo declined, "Such an important prisoner, the students dare not interrogate him alone."

Han Ze squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and told the criminal officer, "Put him in a water prison."

Shrimp?

Where did you get another dungeon from?

Fang Mu'an couldn't help but wanted to speak, and saw Wen Xuan shaking his head at him from a distance, and then swallowed his pleading words.

His performance this day has been obvious enough, and it is necessary to moderately restrain himself.

Wenxuan's worry was indeed not unreasonable. After the two got into the carriage, Han Ze tentatively asked Fang Muan, "Ziqian, did you know Wenxuan when you were in Prince Ji's mansion ten years ago?"

Fang Muan's heartbeat was out of order, and he clenched his fists to force himself to remain calm, "Although Wenxuan was the one who arrested me, he was also the one who saved me."

Han Ze's facial muscles were stiff, and he stretched out his hand to hold Fang Muan's hands tightly, "You have protected him in every possible way these past two days, just to remember how he saved your life?"

Fang Muan didn't even pull out his hand several times, so he could only let him hold it. "I didn't protect him. I was born as a Wenxuan swordsman. I would rather bend than bend. Once your methods of harming the body are used on him, he will It will inevitably give birth to the determination to burn everything. The highest level of punishment is to make him hurt, not to let him lose. If you hit him, he will be frightened and worry about gains and losses. But if you cut off his fingers and goug his eyes, he will live forever. Ke Lian, I will never confide half a word."

Fang Muan really wanted to praise himself for improvising such a big set, but fortunately, Han Ze was a little moved by him, "What Ziqian said is not unreasonable. Wenxuan has not executed himself since he was caught, probably because He also harbored fantasies of escape and ascension."

Mr. Han clearly said that "Wenxuan escaped and ascended to heaven" was just a fantasy. It seems that even if Mingsi used severe torture to force out Wenxuan's confession in the end, he would not let him go out.

Time to figure out how to get him out.

Seeing Fang Muan sighing, Han Ze became suspicious again, "The reason why you became addicted to Luoying Blood back then was because of the tricks King Ji used to force you to confess. You must not feel pity for Wenxuan."

Fang Mu'an hurriedly replied calmly, "Everyone is the master, who will feel pity for whom, my lord, don't be suspicious."

Han Ze lowered his head and chuckled, "Since you woke up this time, you have been calling me Sir... Don't you remember what you called me before?"

"What did I call you before?"

"You've always called me by my first name."

"What? You asked me to call you cousin? Isn't that a curse word? This is not good, even if you have a tendency to be abused, you should consider the impact."

He made jokes to such an extent that Han Ze still looked affectionate, "Ziqian, can you make me feel relieved?"

There is no way to hide from this.

Fang Muan had no choice but to use the old trick, "Oh, stomach, is my stomach bleeding?"

Hearing his cry, Han Ze hastily lifted his coat to look at his coat, the wound was indeed glowing red.

Master Han became anxious now, and lifted the curtain to tell the coachman to hurry up.

Fang Muan's viscera were about to be vomited out, but Han Ze still insisted on holding him in his arms, pressing his wound with his hands all the way, while whispering comforting words in his ear.

Riding in a car is like being tortured, and getting out of the car is another toss.

Han Ze ordered his servants to boil water and decoct the medicine, then unwrap Fang Muan's wound, clean it up and change the medicine.

Fang Muan cried out in pain, while scolding Wenxuan in his heart for causing him trouble.

Han Ze couldn't bear it, "Ziqian, can I stay with you tonight?"

Fang Muan was so frightened that he almost rolled off the bed.

Is Mr. Han ready to attack the injured?

These days, he stayed with him every day. If it was the old routine of staying with a patient on the bed, Han Ze would not ask. Since he asked, the meaning of "accompany him" must be different from before.

Fang Mu'an broke into a cold sweat, thinking of retreating, "Didn't you stay with me every day?"

Han Ze helped Fang Mu'an straighten his underwear, "Can I hug you and sleep on the bed? I promise I won't touch your wound."

This kind of guarantee... is no different from making a promise to a girl that we can just chat quietly under the covers.

Fang Muan asked cautiously, "If I say no, what will happen to you?"

Han Ze's eyes were full of disappointment, "Since your accident, I haven't hugged you to sleep... We were clearly glued to each other before, and we didn't want to be separated for a moment."

When Fang Muan heard this, he felt a little bit upset. If Han Ze knew that the real Fang Jian was dead...

Seeing that Fang Mu'an was shaken, Han Ze took off his boots and coat without delay, blew on the lamp, and carefully climbed onto the bed.

Fang Muan saw that the general situation was over, so he had to try his best to distance himself from Han Ze, but Han Ze stopped him by pulling his hand halfway, "Don't stay so far away from me."

Fang Muan stiffly let Hanze hold him in his arms, and asked with a trembling voice, "My lord...have we really played the game of whip and candle like your wife said?"

Han Ze snorted lightly, "You have changed so much after waking up this time that I can't even recognize you. Although you used to forget things often, you have never been so pleasant to me."

What do you mean you have never been so amiable before?

Could it be that Fang Jian used to be a curmudgeon?

Fang Muan coughed lightly, "What was I like in the past?"

Han Ze smiled deeply, "The first time I saw you was at the Prince's Mansion banquet, and I realized that there are such extraordinary people in this world. At that time, I was the only one who had just passed the Jinshi exam. Later, the reason why I took refuge in the crown prince was also because of you."

All fairy-tale love stories have a flashy beginning. Fang Mu'an actually doesn't quite understand the chemical reaction between a man and a man.

In his previous life, he also asked Kang Shinian, "When did you fall in love with Lao Tzu?"

Kang Shinian glanced at him with a smile, "When I was in the first year of junior high school, I was blocked by people outside the school. Several students from other schools wanted to rob me of my money and laughed at me as a fat pig. Later, you and your cronies passed by. Scared them away."

Fang Mu'an didn't remember this at all, but he really couldn't see his classmates wearing their school uniforms being bullied by students from other schools.

What Kang Shinian said next made him completely regret that he was nosy.

He said, "From that time on, I fell in love with you. It was you who dreamed of sex, it was you who thought about it, and it was you who hugged the pillow. Sometimes when I saw you at school, I would feel impulsive." .”

Shit, the little tortoise is a hundred times easier to cut than the monitor.

He was really blind back then, to let such an evil little wolf cub take advantage of him for nothing for a year.

Recalling those years when they were hanging out, Fang Mu'an felt scared. It turned out that when Kang Shinian was hooking up with him and fighting around, he was holding that kind of thought in his heart.

Seeing that Fang Muan was silent, Han Ze gently squeezed his hand, "Ziqian, what are you thinking?"

Miss friends.

"It's nothing, I was thinking about the things you said."

"At that time, I only dared to look at you from a distance, and never approached you. I never thought that you would be my guest later on."

Fang Mu'an chuckled dryly, "Maybe 20 years ago, I knew what was going on, and I decided that you are a good talent to be a spy chief."

"What boss?"

"No, slip of the tongue."

Han Ze turned slightly and faced Fang Muan's profile, "I've been by your side for 20 years, and it's not an exaggeration to describe it as keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon. I know you will accept me, partly because of his death. Yes... half of it is because you were injured and poisoned by the blood of falling flowers, you want me, probably because you want to use those messy methods to hurt yourself and relieve the pain... I know it's disgraceful for me to take advantage of others, But I miss you so much..."

After hearing these few sentences, Fang Mu'an guessed that what he was going to tell was probably a story of sadomasochism.

"No matter what the process is, don't you get the one you love in the end? Since he is willing to die for you, it shows how important you are to him."

After being silent for a while, Han Ze didn't reply.

Fang Muan was worried, afraid that his next step would be unexpected, but Han Ze just asked softly, "Ziqian, why did you put what you said so out of the way?"

That's because he stayed out of it!

Fang Muan sympathized with Han Ze in his heart, but it was only sympathy in the end. He couldn't do too many actions or say ambiguous words to make him have unnecessary fantasies.

That would be cruel.