I am old and weak, but I am

Realizing what he was doing, Manu withdrew his gaze as if he had been burned, not daring to look further.

In his heart, this is a kind of blasphemy to Ji Fu.

However, in the next moment, his forehead suddenly felt a pain, and it was actually knocked by Ji Fu, "Boom."

He raised his eyes in astonishment, saw Ji Fu's cold and clear eyes, and stared at him without emotion, as if he disliked him for being too stupid.

Manu couldn't help but said anxiously: "Master, give this slave another chance."

This time he tried to say goodbye seriously, and finally understood what Ji Fu meant, he was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and said: "I am willing."

Ji Fu doesn't want Ma Nu to do anything, but just wants him to come to him every day when he has free time, let him practice his hands and get needles.

This is not difficult for Manu, he is the one who finishes the work the fastest every day, and then runs to find Ji Fu immediately.

The servants in the stable naturally noticed the strangeness of the man slave very quickly, and there were many discussions.

"Why did Manu want to curry favor with the concubine who fell out of favor?"

"What wangfei, the lord never admitted it, and drove her to the stables on the first day of the wedding!"

"I don't know why Manu is going crazy. It's better to curry favor with me than to curry favor with that person!"

Several people laughed together, they all felt that Manu had a brain problem, and taunted him openly and secretly from time to time.

Manu never cared about their yin and yang.

Going to see Ji Fu every day is his happiest thing, even if he gets an injection, he is willing to do so.

In his eyes, Ji Fu is not anyone's concubine, but a ray of light he saw in the dark hell, a god who favors him, and his master.

He wants to stay by his side forever.

It was night, and Ji Fu was lying on the clean straw with his clothes ready to rest, but suddenly he heard a rustling sound, like undressing, which was very clear in this silent night.

He frowned and looked over, who else could the shirtless man sitting not far away be, besides Manu?

Under the silver-white moonlight, the man's bronze-colored body seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, and his muscle lines were plump and smooth, just like the legendary statue of an ancient Greek god. .

However, Ji Fu used him to practice his hands all day long, and he was already immune to this good figure, so he picked up a small stone and threw it, and it hit the man's broad tiger back accurately.

Manu seemed to know what he was thinking, turned around and explained: "Master, there are many mosquitoes here, let them bite you."

Hearing this, Ji Fu couldn't help but take another look at him, and then turned over expressionlessly.

Manu didn't care, so he watched him from a distance, never leaving but never approaching, attracting all the mosquitoes to his body.

On the second day, Ji Fu drew some mosquito-repelling herbs with black charcoal, and asked Manu to find them.Manu felt a little lost in his heart, and the master would not need him to repel mosquitoes in the future.

When it was time to distribute the meals, Ji Fu got his own case, and when he opened it, there was a rotten smell.

A bowl of moldy rice soaked in turbid soup, accompanied by a few wilted and yellowed vegetable leaves, is his lunch today.

Not even as good as Manu's meals.

At least there was a clean steamed bun in his lunch box.

This is obviously the order of King Yun.

Ji Fu closed the box after only one glance, and had no intention of eating at all. Seeing this, Manu immediately offered his precious steamed buns.

"Master, eat this."

Ji Fu turned around and walked away as if he hadn't heard of it.

He counted the days silently in his heart, with a cold expression on his face.

Soon, he will be able to go out from here.

And Manu looked at Ji Fu's back, then looked down at the steamed bun in his hand, his thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

Ji Fu didn't plan to eat, but he didn't plan to go hungry either. He was about to get a few needles for himself when Manu came to him.

Ji Fu is in a bad mood and doesn't want to talk to him.

However, Manu mysteriously took out a steaming oil-paper bag from his arms, and the moment he opened it, the smell of meat overflowed——

Inside was a burnt-yellow roast chicken.

Manu held it in front of him as if offering a treasure, "Master, eat it while it's hot."

Ji Fu frowned, and asked him with his mouth, "Where did you come from?"

Manu was a little guilty, but he didn't dare to lie, so he could only falter and say: "I passed by the kitchen, and then I stole it by the way."

Afraid that Ji Fu would think that his character was not good, he explained anxiously: "Only this time, the slave will work hard to make money in the future and buy delicious food for the master."

Ji Fu didn't express any opinion on this, but said silently: "You eat by yourself."

Seeing that he didn't eat, Manu didn't know what to do, he just looked at him helplessly, and said, "Master..."

Ji Fu could not help seeing his face that was about to cry from the rest of his eyes, and his temples couldn't help throbbing. He really didn't want to see such a thick, thick-backed man shed tears.

Forget it, it was a good intention after all.

When Ji Fu compromised, Manu immediately became happy again, and handed the chicken to Ji Fu as if offering to a god, with a hint of piety.

Ji Fu ate half of it and couldn't eat anymore.

Manu ate the remaining half of the chicken, even chewed up the bones of the chicken, swallowed it all, and finally showed a silly expression.

Ji Fu's mood is slightly complicated.

He wrote on the ground with charcoal, "Thank you."

Manu said distressedly: "I don't understand."

Ji Fu then mouthed: "Learn characters, you will understand."

Manu's eyes lit up, "Does the master teach the slave?"

Ji Fu shook his head and refused, he is dumb, how can he teach others?Too much effort.

Manu couldn't help showing a bit of disappointment on his face, but soon became firm again, "I will definitely recognize the master's handwriting!"

He carefully copied the word "Thank you" written by Ji Fu on the paper, then carefully folded it, stuffed it into the clothes on his chest, and kept it properly.

That appearance, it seems that what is preserved is not a single word or a piece of paper, but some precious treasure.

At the same time, there was a loud noise outside, as if something big had happened.

Ji Fu and Ma Nu looked at each other at the same time, followed by walking out together, and saw a few servants in charge of the stables full of panic.

"Didn't the prince's horse be fine yesterday? Why is he sick today!"

"I don't know! No medicine works, and now I'm rolling my eyes."

"It's over, this is the prince's favorite horse! We are dead!"

A few people were like ants on a hot pot, running around in a hurry, one said to call a veterinarian, but the other refused, fearing that the news would spread to the front yard as soon as they asked, and they might die sooner.

At this juncture, they even quarreled, until they saw Ji Fu approaching, they stopped in a daze.

This seems to be the dumb princess who fell out of favor as soon as she entered the house and was thrown into the stable by the prince?

His eyebrows are like distant mountains, his face is like a jade crown, his lips are red and his teeth are white... Although he is a man, he is fairer and more beautiful than a woman, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Several people couldn't help thinking that the prince didn't know how to pity and cherish jade, so he didn't sleep with such a beautiful woman, but he rushed to the dirty and smelly stable.

Even if you're dumb...

Wait, dumb?

Ji Fu noticed that the gazes of several servants looking at him suddenly changed, and thought that the plot line he had been waiting for for a long time finally came.

The same thing happened in the original plot. King Yun's horse suddenly died of a serious illness. The servants in charge of the stable were afraid of taking responsibility, so they bullied the protagonist that he couldn't speak, and pinned all the blame on him.

King Yun was furious, and slapped the protagonist, deafening one side of his ear on the spot, and he could no longer hear the sound.

Not only that, in order to pay homage to his beloved horse, King Yun also had the protagonist's hands tied up, and a long rope was tied to the horse, making him run with the horse for a whole day.

When the protagonist was untied from the rope, his whole body was covered with scars, and he was dying. He almost died.

Ji Fu's conjecture came true as expected.

Several servants stared at him closely, as if they had found a scapegoat.

"Don't be afraid, the prince's horse was not fed to death by us, we have no responsibility."

"The princess has been taking care of the prince's horse for the past few days. I didn't expect...we will tell the prince truthfully."

"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for being too careless. That is the prince's favorite horse! You can ask yourself, the three of us are witnesses."

Seeing that they poured dirty water on Ji Fu with a few words, Ji Fu himself hadn't reacted yet, but the manu standing behind him exploded first.

He pointed at them angrily, "You are lying! He has never fed the horses, let alone touched the prince's horses!"

Only then did they notice Manu, their faces panicked, and they reprimanded: "Manu, what are you talking about? Which side are you on!"

Manu's eyes were burning with anger, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and he said word by word: "I won't let you frame him!"

"This is clearly the truth! Manu, if we are to take responsibility, do you think you can escape? We are one!"

"You won't be fascinated by this little boy, will you? He belongs to the prince..."

"Shut up!" Manu doesn't care about anyone's insult, he is just a lowly Manu anyway, but he doesn't allow anyone to insult Ji Fu.

Seeing that Manu was about to get violent, they were all startled. Manu's physique alone was worth the two of them!After this heavy punch, can they still survive?

Fortunately, Ji Fu held his arm.

In an instant, Manu seemed to have changed from a furious lion to an obedient dog. Although his fists were still clenched tightly, his eyes were fixed on those people.

But the person stopped where he was, and didn't rush over, as if he had put on a collar.

It was the first time Ji Fu saw him angry, he was totally different from the foolish one before, it seemed a bit intimidating.

But he didn't show any fear, and even patted the man's arm reassuringly, signaling him not to be impulsive.

He silently suggested to Manu, "Tell them, I can cure it."

Naturally, Ji Fu will not repeat the mistakes of the protagonist, and will make good use of this opportunity.

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