Fengluo Pingyang

Ling Ji walked out of the room, looked at the little maid who ran out, with a smile on her face.

The little maid hurriedly ran to Fang Yueqi's yard, and told Fang Yueqi like this.Fang Yueqi frowned, sent her back, and went to find Fang Yuesheng himself.

"Listen, cousin and cousin are so dear." Fang Yueqi said, "What on earth are you thinking? Tell my cousin, he will help you no matter what you say, and you can't let Lingji just say something inexplicably." All the benefits have been taken.”

Fang Yuesheng lay on the bed wearily, and said without interest: "You actually bribed the servants in his yard. Cousin, you are really a hero in the inner house."

When a chestnut fell, Fang Yuesheng pouted and covered the place where he was beaten, but didn't even groan.

"I'm doing it for you, but you're making fun of me." Fang Yueqi said angrily.

Fang Yuesheng muttered: "Then what can we do... We are criminal ministers, Ling Ji is a Marquis of Shenwu, and he is a cousin..."

After going on for a long time, in my little cousin's mind, these things are the only things worth worrying about. Isn't the biggest problem that both he and Ling Ji are men?He didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"You will also feel inferior." Fang Yueqi said expressionlessly.

"It's not inferiority..." Fang Yuesheng said without confidence.

Fang Yueqi sighed, sat silent for a while, and then said: "Then what do you want to do? Don't pay attention, if he obeys Mrs. Ling's wishes and gets married, what are you going to do? "

Fang Yuesheng didn't make a sound for a long time, lying there motionless, Fang Yueqi almost thought he was asleep, but saw his shoulders undulating and trembling.

Fang Yueqi hurriedly supported his shoulders to make him raise his head, but saw that Fang Yuesheng was already crying with tears all over his face, and he didn't want to make a sound at first, but now he was discovered, so he cried a little.

Fang Yueqi was so distressed that he didn't know what to do. He wiped his tears with the handkerchief, and said repeatedly: "Be good, don't cry. What's the big deal, can't my cousin help you find a way? Madam Ling still I never mentioned about getting married, Ling Ji didn't even know about it, it's all my fault for scaring you with this, so stop crying."

"Woo, cousin, I'm so worried." Fang Yuesheng raised a pair of crying red eyes to stare at Fang Yueqi, and raised his hand to touch his heart, "I've never been so worried. I feel so bored thinking about everything."

Fang Yueqi could only coax.

"The weather is always cloudy, which makes people feel even worse." Fang Yuesheng cried, "I don't want to cry either, it's just... woo woo, I couldn't hold it back..."

Fang Yueqi knew that he had been holding back for a long time, and it wasn't just about Ling Ji getting married.

Since the disaster of the Hou Mansion, Fang Yuesheng has been actively taking up the responsibilities that should be borne, and he is cold-hearted when faced with the troubles of his old friends, as if he doesn't care at all.But people are not grass and trees, how can it be completely indifferent?It is not good to hold back the accumulated emotions in my heart for a long time, but it is not necessarily a bad thing to cry all of a sudden now.

Ling Ji leaned against the door, listening quietly to Fang Yuesheng's crying from inside. The crying gradually became louder and quieter, and it seemed to have finally vented happily.

Fang Yuesheng let out a long breath after crying, touched his chest, and pressed his slightly astringent eyes with a handkerchief: "I feel much more comfortable."

Fang Yueqi rolled his eyes.

There were two knocks on the door, and before they could answer, Ling Ji had already opened the door and entered.

Fang Yuesheng's complexion suddenly changed, he was ashamed and angry at the same time, he turned his head and said: "Get out, I don't want to see you!—I don't want to see you now!"

Lingji paused, and stopped by the door.

Fang Yueqi came over and pushed him away: "Let's go, let him be alone. I have something to tell you."

When the two of them left the courtyard, Fang Yueqi coughed, but before he could speak, Ling Ji said, "Needless to say, I have a sense of proportion." After speaking, he left without looking back, Fang Yueqi was full of words Going back, staring at his back with a flushed face, stomping his feet bitterly.

"Pull what!!"

In the evening, the little maid in Lingji's yard ran out to report that Master Hou was soaked and looked very embarrassed when he came back, and now only Mrs. Ling and Miss Zheng Mofang are taking care of him in the yard.

Fang Yuesheng thought for a while, but finally he was worried that he had the upper hand. Regardless of the slight inferiority complex and awkwardness in his heart, he went to the Lingji courtyard with an umbrella.

The lights in Lingji's room were brightly lit, and the maids were all standing in the corridor waiting, when they saw Fang Yuesheng coming, they hurried forward to serve him.

Fang Yuesheng handed the umbrella to the maid, and hurriedly opened the door and went in. In the room, there was a man wrapped in a quilt sitting on the big kang by the window, his long black hair was hanging down, and there was still moisture in it. .Hearing the sound, Ling Ji raised his head and looked at Fang Yuesheng. His dark eyes seemed to be soaked in water, shining with a soft and gentle light.With sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, high nose and red lips, coupled with a face that was frozen pale by the rain, it actually showed a bit of a charming color. Fang Yuesheng was startled when he saw it, and his heart beat violently a few times.

Lingji's usual aura is too domineering, Fang Yuesheng has never noticed before that Lingji's appearance is so outstanding.

Ling Ji smiled, coughed twice, and stretched out a hand to him.

"The young master is here."

Fang Yuesheng hurried over two steps, and in front of Mrs. Ling, he covered Ling Ji's outstretched hand with both hands.

His body temperature was lower than his, and it felt a little cold in the palm of his hand. Thinking that Ling Ji took over the task of water control because of him, Fang Yuesheng forgot all his embarrassing thoughts for a moment, and sat on the edge of the kang to serve him wholeheartedly. Cover your hands.

Ling Ji just smiled, and looked at Fang Yuesheng, who had lower eyebrows and pleasing eyes, with gentle eyes.

"The young master is here, hurry up, first drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm you up. It's too much for Ling Ji, let's all drink a bowl to get rid of the dampness." Madam Ling walked over with Zheng Mofang holding a tray .

For a moment Fang Yuesheng was reluctant to let go of Lingji's slender and well-articulated hand.Maybe it's because Mrs. Ling and Zheng Mofang are here, but he just doesn't want to let go...

Ling Ji smiled and let him go, raised his other hand to wrap around Fang Yuesheng's and rubbed it, raised his head and said to Madam Ling: "Young master didn't like to drink these things since he was a child, I'll let him drink them later."

Madam Ling looked at the appearance of the two, and the smile on her face gradually became hesitant.

This atmosphere... why is it a little...

"Hello, Aunt Ling."

Fang Yuesheng raised his head to say hello, but he was reluctant to leave Ling Ji's side.

Mrs. Ling's eyes fell on the hands that the two intersected, and she was a little suspicious for a while.

After a few more instructions, Mrs. Ling walked out of Lingji's courtyard with the support of Zheng Mofang, and poked her forehead with the back of her hand, frowning suspiciously.

Although they are two boys, why do you think these two people are so undignified?

The maids closed the courtyard door, Ling Ji lifted the quilt, and wrapped Fang Yuesheng in.

"Aren't you mad at me?" Ling Ji pressed his forehead and said.

Fang Yuesheng looked at Ling Ji's clear and handsome eyes, and his mind was so bewildered that he was dizzy.

"I...wasn't mad at you..."

"But when I was looking for the young master, the young master didn't want to talk to me." Ling Ji said a little aggrieved.

Fang Yuesheng was silent for a moment.Ignoring Lingji was not just because of Lingji's anger, there were many other reasons that he couldn't explain clearly, how could he explain this to Lingji?

"Is the young master angry because of Miss Zheng Mofang?" Ling Ji asked.

Fang Yuesheng curled his lips, and said a little sourly: "She is your good sister."

"Yeah, I just treat her like a younger sister." Ling Ji nodded.

"It's not my own sister, my cousin and cousin are so affectionate." Fang Yuesheng raised his head and looked at the beam.

Ling Ji smiled, and rubbed Fang Yuesheng's cheek.

"Young master can do that too."

"what?"

"Call me brother." Ling Ji said.

Fang Yuesheng thought about it for a while, he obviously kept calling Fang Yueqi's cousin, but for some reason he felt that these two words came from Ling Ji's mouth so indecently.

"Nonsense... nonsense!" Fang Yuesheng scolded with a blushing face.

Ling Ji whispered in his ear: "Don't you like Sheng'er? Only Sheng'er can call me brother."

"How decent it is for others to hear it!" Fang Yuesheng said seriously.

Ling Ji smiled: "Only we know, okay? When I call young master Sheng'er, Sheng'er calls my brother."

"..." Fang Yuesheng lowered his head and did not speak.

"Master, I was exposed to rain and cold today, and I persisted on the embankment for so long, and I have to deal with those cunning and corrupt officials when I return to the yamen. After returning, I am tired, cold and hungry, can't the young master follow me? "Ling Ji coughed softly and said weakly.

Fang Yuesheng moved in his arms, not daring to look at him: "Why...why didn't you follow you, didn't you let you hug me?"

"What did Sheng'er call me?" Ling Ji smiled in his ear.

Fang Yuesheng felt his ears burning, and was blown by Lingji's breath, and he couldn't say it was uncomfortable.

"Brother...Brother..." A voice as thin as a mosquito gnat sounded, and Fang Yuesheng chanted, thinking it was really indecent!

But Ling Ji was still reluctant: "Sheng'er, I didn't hear you clearly."

Fang Yuesheng amplified some voices: "Brother!"

Ling Ji smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, tightened his arms and shook Fang Yuesheng from side to side.

"Good Shenger, brother loves you."

"Get out! You, you, you——" Fang Yuesheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, broke away from him and jumped to the ground: "What nonsense, are you worthy of Confucius?!" After speaking, he hurried out without looking back.

Ling Ji half-hid on the bed, her long hair spread out, and a calculating light gleamed in her eyes.

"It seems that it's time for the master to put in some effort."

Master Fang Hou was sitting in his study reading and writing when suddenly his nose itched and he sneezed loudly.