Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fangzhuo was not used to sleeping on the ancient wooden bed, tossing and turning all night, until the first rooster crowed at dawn, and finally fell asleep.

When the cock crowed for the second time, someone outside knocked on the door.

"Young master, get up quickly, someone is coming from the palace." It was Sixi who had been following the original owner.

Sixi used to be a handyman in the kitchen. Liniang saw that he was diligent, so she got Feng Yang's side, and she was absolutely loyal.

Fang Zhuo sat up holding his sore shoulders, and opened the door with bare feet.

Sixi came in with a water basin and urged, "Master, hurry up, let's wash up quickly."

Then Fang Zhuo was stuffed with a soaked willow branch in his hand.

He flipped through his memory, bit open the willow branch with his teeth, stuffed it into his mouth, and said to the system while brushing his teeth, "This thing is really environmentally friendly, and it's worth a lot of money. I can promote it when I go back."

233 said, "First you have to be able to go back."

Fang Zhuo's heart turned cold, "You really can't talk."

233 said, "I'm urging you on."

Fang Zhuo hehe, handed the used willow branches to Sixi, splashed water on his face a few times, rubbed it a few times, and became more awake.

Just then, there was another knock on the door from behind.Before waiting for an answer from inside, people from outside had already pushed the door and walked in with things.

There are eunuchs and maidservants, all with serious faces, it seems that they are not here to chat.

Fang Zhuo was pressed to sit on the stool, and then his face was powdered.

Startled, he pushed the hand away, "What is this?"

The maid said, "Master, this is makeup powder."

Fang Zhuo pointed at the other one, "What about this one?"

"This is lip balm." As for the man, he has never used it before, but of course he will be curious if he suddenly uses it now. The servant girl explained thoughtfully, "After you apply it, your lips will look more rosy and attractive."

The corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth twitched, "Then what is this for?"

The servant girl said, "This is rouge. After you put it on, your skin will turn rosy, and it will look festive on a day like today."

There are still several bottles and cans left, Fang Zhuo brain made up the picture of putting these things on his face...

With a big wave of his hand, "I don't need any of these."

The servant girl didn't dare to call the shots, and looked at the eunuch who came to supervise.

The eunuch drooped his eyelids and looked like he was not awake, and said in a strange way, "Just listen to the future Princess An."

On the day when the eunuch came to deliver the imperial edict, Feng Hai happened to be out for fun. As soon as he came back, he saw a group of people kneeling on the ground, and then heard the eunuch read the imperial edict.

He reacted quickly, got oily on the soles of his feet, and waited until dark before sneaking home.

Until now, the eunuch still thought that Feng Yang who knelt down and obediently obeyed the order was Feng Hai.

It was precisely because of this that Master Feng thought of letting the concubine impersonate him.

There is no need for makeup, only clothes are left. The maids unfolded the whole wedding dress one by one, and even the apron was turned out, exposed to the air.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly said, "You go out first, I can wear it myself."

The eunuch still had the same attitude, "Just listen to the future Princess An."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

"Does this eunuch have a problem with me?" Fang Zhuo asked doubtfully.

233 said, "The cabbage was pushed by the pig, so it's inevitable that I feel uncomfortable."

Fang Zhuo said, "That's right, I'm so handsome, it's really a pity to be with King An."

233 said, "..."

"Young master." The eunuch who walked to the door suddenly stopped, "The emperor personally sent each of these clothes to the master to pray for blessings."

The implication is that if you don't wear it all on your body, you are sorry for His Majesty the Emperor.

Fang Zhuo clenched his fists, calling you cruel.

After tossing about for almost half an hour, Fang Zhuo walked out of Feng's house with the support of Liniang, wearing the phoenix crown and red hijab that nearly broke his neck.

There were a lot of people watching the theater outside, pointing and laughing at the bride.

What was even more exasperating was that there were children clapping their hands and singing there, "The Feng family gave birth to a male daughter-in-law, a male daughter-in-law, tall and strong, wearing a wedding dress like a bear..."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Li Niang clutched the handkerchief and kept wiping away her tears, "Son, once you leave, it will be difficult for Mother to see you again."

Fang Zhuo shook Li Niang's hand backhand, "Write to me if you have anything to do, don't hide it from me."

Liniang cried even more sadly.

Fang Zhuo sat in the bridal sedan amidst her weeping, and as soon as the curtain of the sedan chair fell, he took off the hijab and phoenix crown, raised his legs, and took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket.

On the right side of the sedan chair is Sixi, who is accompanying the dowry.

Hearing the crackling sound inside, he knew that his young master was hungry, so he quickly stuffed a bag of dry food inside.

Probably King An was really dying, and it took only two days to get there after a three-day journey.

As soon as you enter the boundary of the capital, you will be greeted with bustling noises.

Fang Zhuo opened the curtain a little, took a deep breath, this big city is different from a small county, as if the air smelled of gold and silver.

The sedan chair wobbled and stopped.

Fang Zhuo was helped down by Sixi, stepped on the stone steps, crossed the red-painted threshold, passed the garden, and came to the main hall.

Probably the royal family themselves felt that it was not decent enough to have a son-in-law, and there was no bustling scene in the main hall as imagined.

Sixi acted as his temporary eyes, "Master, there is not a single guest, they are all servants."

Should not be ah.

Fang Zhuo asked the system to ask for Wang An's information.

According to the data, King An's name is Xiao Xin, the ninth son of the first emperor, and the younger brother of the current emperor.

Whether it is literature or martial arts, Xiao Xin has shown amazing talent since he was a child. The late emperor loved him very much, and even the early court would hold him in his arms, and he was reluctant to let go.

After the late emperor passed away, his elder brother Xiao Pan sat on the Dragon Throne, and Xiao Pan was conferred the title of King An. He moved wherever there was a battle. Every time he came back from a victorious battle, the emperor rewarded him generously. The house, beauties, and fields... are envious of others. .

In fact, Xiao Xin didn't enjoy any of them, because he was sent to guard the frontier after the award was over.

Fang Zhuo frowned, "There are still concubines in the mansion?"

233 said, "Yes, there are quite a few."

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "It's pitiful for all these beauties to stay in the palace as widows."

"It's over." Fang Zhuo blinked, but there was no new content on the light screen, and it was stuck.

"What's next?" he asked.

233 said, "I can only tell you this, besides, it's time for you to worship."

Only then did Fang Zhuo realize that someone was standing opposite him.

Next to it, Sixi's low voice sounded like a mosquito again, "Master, yes, the opposite is a big rooster."

In ancient times, the rooster was regarded as the auspicious sign of chasing yin and guiding yang, and it is the most yang thing.In addition, chicken and auspicious are homophonic, so they are often used to replace sick and delicate husbands who cannot get out of bed when they are praying for joy.

Fang Zhuo has no psychological barriers, and he still has the heart to ask the system to take a high-definition photo of his cock.

The cockscomb and sideburns are bright red, and the feathers are smooth and smooth. It looks like a spirited boy.

"Brother Ah San, please do me a favor." Fang Zhuo flattered.

233 was silent for a moment, and asked him, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhuo said, "Can you help this big chicken man improve his IQ? If he can understand people's words, he can poop and pee himself."

233 didn't say a word, it was the first time he heard such a weird request.

Seeing that it didn't respond, Fang Zhuo said disappointedly, "Can't you?"

233 said, "Yes."

At this time, someone nearby shouted, "Bow."

Fang Zhuo took the initiative to bow, and then bowed again.

Finally, when the husband and wife bowed to each other, the chicken suddenly clucked and sang, and jumped up, and the person who brought it to bow almost missed the hug.

After the ceremony, the rooster was thrown to the backyard, and Fang Zhuo was helped to the new house.

When the person supporting him left, Fang Zhuo lifted his hijab and opened his clothes to let in air.

The furnishings in the room are decent, with red candles and various melons and fruits placed on the table.

Fang Zhuo picked up an orange, peeled it and ate it, "Is the prince in the palace?"

233 said, "Yes."

Fang Zhuo said, "Where is it?"

233 said, "Outside."

Fang Zhuo stopped talking, got up and walked to the door, dipped his finger in the saliva, and poked a hole in the window paper.

There wasn't even a single fly in the yard, Fang Zhuo hummed, "Liar."

As soon as he finished humming, he saw a guard hurrying past, followed by another one, with a serious look on his face, and it looked like he was going to cause trouble.

Fang Zhuo didn't even hesitate, he ducked out.

The guard went to the stable at the back, and there was a man standing in the stable.

On the man's right cheekbone, there is a three-centimeter scar. Not only is it not ugly, but it adds a bit of wildness to that sharp-edged face.

Coupled with that tall and strong figure, it is simply a walking hormone.

The palace is different, even the groom is so cool.

The two guards didn't know what they said, and the groom's expression gradually turned grim, his knife-like lips were tightly pursed, a little scary.

Fang Zhuo rubbed his eyes, shit, I'm not mistaken, the horse feeders are so awesome, they dare to flirt with the guards.

Those two guards were even more funny, trembling like bewitched.

"Who!" One of the guards turned around abruptly. Before Fang Zhuo had time to escape, he was grabbed by the back of the neck by the other guard, dragged him and threw him on the ground.

One left and one right, two guards drew their swords and pointed at him at the same time, saying in unison, "You are not from the palace."

"This is the new Concubine An." The groom spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, and Fang's ears were pierced.

The guards later realized that this person was wearing an embroidered wedding dress. Looking up, his ruddy lips were trembling, and his eyes were as moist as water, as if he was about to cry.

The two put away their swords awkwardly, and opened their mouths. Facing such a beautiful young man, no matter what, they couldn't call out the word Wang Hao.

Fang Zhuo's buttocks were in severe pain, and he struggled to get up from the ground while supporting his lower back, rolling his eyes.

He married to determine whether Wang An is the protagonist, but now, the one in front of him seems to be more in line with the standard of the protagonist, especially his appearance.

Fang Zhuo frowned in pain, his body swayed, and he grabbed the groom's bare arm.

The man's scorching body temperature came through the palm of his hand, accompanied by a familiar trembling.

Hahahaha, it's him, it's him, Fang Zhuo is crazy with joy, it really didn't take much effort.

Before the music was over, the groom avoided his hand.

Fang Zhuo patted the dust on his body, saw the two guards who wanted to plead guilty, but didn't know how to speak, and waved their hands generously.

"It's okay, I'm just bored, come out for a stroll, you guys continue talking."

Turning his back, he covered his mouth and started laughing.

Today's luck should go to the casino. After a casual stroll, I picked up the protagonist. It was the easiest time in history.

In the room, Sixi was running around in a hurry.

Seeing someone come back, he rushed over and hugged Fang Zhuo's legs and cried, "My young master, where are you going, I, I thought..."

Sixi cried bitterly and spoke intermittently.

Fang Zhuo picked him up from the ground, "Think I left you and ran away?"

Sixi falters and hesitates, not daring to tell the truth.

Fang Zhuo chuckled, and wiped away his tears with his sleeve, Sixi's eyes widened, and he was stunned.

Fang Zhuo patted his head and said, "I promise, if I leave here, I will take you with me."

Sixi closed her mouth that was surprised by the young master's intimacy, and nodded her head, "Mmmmmm."

Fang Zhuo patted him on the head, entered the room, and asked the system to call out the data.

[Establish a relationship with the protagonist. 】

[Plugging: Perspective. 】

"Perspective?" Fang Zhuo thought of some kind of disharmonious picture, looked down at his legs, and clamped his legs tightly, "This time the cheating is so pornographic? It's not good."

233 said, "Perspective refers to the ability to see through the essence of everything, including the human heart, the attributes of events, and when an attack occurs, predict the enemy's moves, so as to preemptively strike."

Fang Zhuo curled his lips, "Isn't the trick this time very powerful?"

233 Hehe, "After the cheat delivery is successful, you'd better have less inner drama and more sincerity."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

233, "This is the ancient world, the rich and powerful have absolute privileges, and killing someone doesn't necessarily mean paying for it, you understand."

Fang Zhuo is not cowardly at all, the groom is a bit fierce, but he should be an honest man.

He asked, "How about delivery?"

233 said, "Two steps. First, kiss the protagonist in a specific scene to unlock the cheat. Second, after unlocking the cheat, find an opportunity to help the protagonist replace it."

Fang Zhuo was at a loss, "Change?"

"Change eyes." 233 hates iron but not steel, "Didn't you notice the good opportunity just now? The protagonist has one eye that can't see."

"Ah?" Fang Zhuo was stunned, he really didn't notice, "Which one?"

233,"See for yourself."

Fang Zhuo really held up his skirt and went to see it.

The groom was feeding the horses in the stable, when he heard the voice behind him, his ears moved slightly, but he didn't turn around.

What was being fed was a sweaty BMW with strong muscles and thin skin. When Fang Zhuo came, his neck was raised high, and he looked very temperamental.

The groom frowned slightly, and only said one word, "Eat."

The proud sweaty BMW snorted, lowered its head and rubbed against the man's hand coquettishly, and began to chew grass.

Fang Zhuo's red wedding dress was too conspicuous, making his face blush.

He had already inquired on the way here just now, that the groom's surname was An, and he was an expert horse breeder hired by the palace recently with a lot of money.

"Brother An." Fang Zhuo flattered with a smile, "I heard from the steward that you are a good horse breeder. You can tame a rebellious animal like a horse, and you must be able to tame other animals as well."

The groom was arranging the fodder without even moving his eyelashes.

Fang Zhuo did not give up, "Brother An?"

The groom remained silent, and took a brown brush to brush the back of the BMW.

BMW was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed.

Fang Zhuo refused to leave, and looked at the man with big eyes, and found that the man's eye really had a problem, not as sharp and energetic as the other, if you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see it at all.

He pursed his lips and said, "Brother An, I can cure your eyes."

The groom raised his eyebrows, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, "Princess, today is your day of great joy. At this time, you should stay in the room honestly and wait for your husband to lift the hijab."

Fang Zhuo didn't hear the warning between the lines.

He took a straw and shook it, "I'm a man, so I can't be restrained by the etiquette that restrains women."

"And I just ran out to get some air, and I'll be back right away." Fang Zhuo looked up at the man, "Brother An, what I just said is true, I didn't lie to you, I can really heal your eyes."

The groom seemed a little interested, "Oh? How to treat it?"

"You'll know later." Fang Zhuo lowered his head, not daring to tell the truth, fearing that it would scare the groom to death.

He is Princess An now, if he rashly kisses other men, wouldn't he become a promiscuous, two-footed slut?

Absolutely not.

So, either wait for Wang An to burp, or wait until the meeting tonight in the bridal chamber, and divorce the charming husband.

Only then can he hook up with this honest brother An.

The groom didn't take the young man's words to heart, he finished the last bit of fodder, turned around and left.

Fang Zhuo made up his mind to establish some ties before taking the man down.

He hurried to catch up, "I have a beloved little pet, can you help me raise it?"

After finishing speaking, the man in front of him stopped suddenly, Fang Zhuo didn't have time to stop his feet, and bumped his head into the hard muscle of the man's back.

The groom lowered his head and silently looked at the young man's wrinkled face from the pain, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and asked coldly, "What do you raise?"

These words are more effective than fairy medicine, and Fang Zhuo suddenly felt his forehead no longer hurt, "Wait for me."

After speaking, he took the big red skirt and ran quickly.

In less than a stick of incense, the young man came back with a bunch of things in his arms.

The groom's face suddenly became gloomy.

Fang Zhuo stuffed the things in his arms onto the man, smiling brightly, "Brother An, help me raise a chicken."