Leping County is densely populated, not to mention the New Year's Eve, even in normal times, there are always some rich children in yellow shirts, riding white horses galloping on the street, the sun is shining high, they are arrogant, squinting their drunken eyes, rampaging on the street As if there is no one there, it is common to molested in the street like this.

There were seven or eight people surrounding the east, all dressed in bunt servants, and the one who spoke was a man with a fat head and big ears, wrapped in silk and satin, who was shaking a folding fan with an ivory handle in the cold winter months.

"This beauty, why are you sitting here alone? But you lost your way?" The fat man smiled evilly, and knocked the folding fan in his palm, wanting to pinch Dongfang's chin, "Don't be afraid, come with me, sir. Grandpa will help you find your family members, it doesn’t matter if you can’t find them, just follow me, Grandpa, and I’ll make sure you eat well and drink spicy—"

The veins on my forehead popped up, and I rushed over without thinking, and put a wine jar on the fat pig's head.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

With a swipe, the fat man was caught off guard and staggered, his head exploded.All the servants and guards were stunned by my sudden movement. People around me heard the sound and looked over.

Dongfang was pulled behind me. He moved just now, as if he wanted to make a move, but when I pulled him, his eyebrows raised, and he picked up the food and took a few steps back. Shi Shiran peeled off a piece of it. Candied date sugar crisp, take a bite.

I:"……"

"You! What are you! Dare to hit me! Do you know who I am!" The fat man covered his head and roared, and then kicked a servant over, "You idiots, why are you sticking to death there? Give it to me!" ! Beat to death!"

My heart skipped a beat, damn it, I can take advantage of you?

At the same time that the person rushed over, I squatted down, dodged the blow, and the person also flew out, staring at the fat man who was screaming in pain, and knocked him down with an elbow.

I am not ambiguous, and no matter how many people are punching and kicking behind me, I only know that the fat man keeps beating him hard, no matter how many times he gets hit on him, he will not let go. The more he beats me, the harder I hit. Grabbing his neck, stepping on the roots of his descendants, his two fists were fierce, and he only greeted his face.The fat man cried for his father and mother, his eyes rolled up.

Dead fat pig, tell you to touch the East!Damn, I beat you like a dead pig!

Don't think that I can be bullied if I don't know martial arts. Before I went to Heimuya, I was in the market. In order to survive, I cheated, kidnapped and stole. A meat bun can fight with people for their lives, and I have never been afraid of anyone when it comes to fighting and making trouble.

But I didn't feel much better. My head was covered with bruises, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. I could only press down on that fat man with all my strength, and countless fists and feet greeted my back. I was about to roll around and use that fat man as a shield. I caught a glimpse of a servant who picked up a big stick from nowhere, held it high above his head, and saw that he was about to slam it down.

Fuck this time, I closed my eyes tightly, but I waited for a long time, but I didn’t wait. I opened my eyes and saw that those people were lying on the ground, staring in horror, they were dead, and there were no injuries on their bodies. , they didn't even make a sound.

Who else can take someone's life so silently and silently, except the leader.

I glanced to the east. At this time, he just finished eating the third piece of pastry, and slowly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"..."

What do you think I am a hero for?

I didn't think about it at the time, knowing that nothing would happen to him, but I couldn't help it.

I relaxed, and only then did I feel the pain. My eyes were red just now, and now I can't use any strength, so I can only lie on the fat man who has passed out a long time ago, with my head hanging down, panting.

Suddenly, the eyes dimmed, and Dongfang squatted in front of me, moved the umbrella over my head, and admired my current embarrassed appearance with great interest.I lost my temper by him, and smiled helplessly: "Why didn't the leader make a move sooner? It's not a big deal if the villain makes an embarrassment, but it's a big deal to lose the leader's face. No, it's a waste of wine."

He propped his chin with his hands, and said with a smile in his voice, "Miss Yang wants a hero to save the beauty, how can I not do it."

I was about to get up, but when I heard the phrase "Miss Yang", my foot slipped and I fell back again.

He paused, and suddenly laughed out loud.

That was the first time I saw him smile.

The long street was covered with fine snow, the lights were dimmed, people around me came and went, their eyes stopped, and they could no longer enter my eyes.

I just lay on the ground stupidly, struggling to open my swollen eyes, and looked up at him. He was holding a 28-bone red umbrella, his sleeves were a little transparent from the snow, and the hair on his forehead was wet and drooping. When he came down, his eyes were bent, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. With a smile, the stars in the sky lit up.

The time of the two lives was condensed in that smile, I looked at him, looked at him, and giggled silly.

At that time, I really thought that if he could smile at me like this for the rest of his life, he would be willing to die.

After returning home, I was busy celebrating the New Year, and the inner courtyard also started to be busy, killing chickens and sheep, Su Yun healed the wound on her face, and finally appeared, commanding the maidservants to order new clothes.I was thinking about the pain that Dongfang was about to face, but I didn't feel any joy. I racked my brains all day thinking about how to help him get over it.

In terms of food, I tried my best to be warm and tonic, and I asked Fang Qi specifically, and I didn't give him anything cold.Keshibu pays attention to the accumulation of time and time, so it is difficult to think of any effect in these few days, so I have to use my strength to other places.

That day, I carried a huge foot-washing bucket into the East House, and he almost stabbed me to death.

Pingyi once taught me to boil hot stones in boiling water and spread them on the bottom of a bucket. When washing Dongfang’s feet every day, he would use the red-hot stones to press the acupuncture points on his feet for half an hour. When the meridians are touched, a layer of sweat can be forced out on the back.It's a good thing to make Dongfang sweat. The miraculous kung fu he practiced is too cold, and the cold energy accumulates in his body. No matter how strong the kung fu is, his body is still a mortal body.

It's just that I didn't take it seriously at the time. Now that I think about it, it's good to try it, maybe it will be useful.

It's a pity that Dongfang disliked my behavior so much that he wouldn't let me touch his feet at all.I can't help feeling a little discouraged.After returning from the night of the temple fair, he treated me a lot more tolerantly. Occasionally, he would not rush me back to the kitchen after finishing the meal. Once, he let me stand beside him, helping him grind ink and lay paper, and would treat me a lot. Make fun of "Miss Yang".

I tactfully made a suggestion: "Master, can...can you not call it that, change it to..."

He became interested: "Then what do you want me to call you?"

"The leader decides." I bowed my head, my face was a little hot, would he be called Brother Lian?

"... Sister Yang?"

I slipped.

He smiled narrowly, I never knew he had such a lively side.I think I don’t know him as well as I imagined. I’m not good at dealing with Dongfang, because he’s not the Dongfang who lost everything because of his humble feelings. Will bow his head and smile bitterly.

But I know that the one in front of me is what he should have been. He should be like this, doing whatever he wants, never hiding his emotions.

At this time, I can only look at him helplessly: "Master, stop making trouble."

I don't know what kind of expression I had at that time, but he turned his head away quickly and slowly blushed.

On New Year’s Eve, the inner courtyard was very quiet, almost everyone went to the hall to make a fuss, the sound of firecrackers, red chips all over the ground, I once again brought a basin of water into the Dongfang’s room, now I hardly have to talk to He informed me because he recognized my footsteps, and every time I walked to the door, he would ask, "Yang Lianting?"

Dongfang came back after a few glasses of wine, causing Tong Baixiong to complain a lot.When I went in, he was sitting by the bed, looking at a simple and crude purse in his hand, I scratched my head a little embarrassedly, it was the new year's money I secretly hid under his pillow when he was going to Chengde Hall, inside It's all my monthly money and the peace talisman bought on the bridge.

He turned his back to me and kept looking at it with the purse in his hand.

I put the tub on the ground and asked tentatively, "Master, let me wash your feet."

In fact, I didn't expect much, although I insisted on bringing him a basin of water every day, but every time he waved his palm and threw him out with the basin.But today he didn't, so I boldly took off his shoes and socks, lifted his feet that were as cold as ice lumps, and gently put them into the basin.He got burned a bit, then turned around.

I don't know if he drank alcohol, his face turned red.

I grinned at him and lowered my head to massage the soles of his feet.I felt like I was being stared at for a long time, and his eyes kept falling on me, looking at me without blinking.

"No one has given me New Year's money." He said hoarsely, "No one will wash my feet."

I looked up, the lights in the room were very dim and could not illuminate his face, but the way he sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed in pajamas made my eyes a little sore.

I whispered: "I will, I wash your feet every day, and prepare lucky money for you every year."

The firecrackers outside the window rang, I don't know if he heard it.

When the surroundings became quiet again, Dongfang spoke very softly.

"Yang Lianting."

"Huh?" I lowered my head, put his feet on my knees, and wiped them dry with a cotton cloth.

"Stay overnight."

I almost fell headfirst into the footwashing water.

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