Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the Xinyang Marquis Mansion, it was almost midnight.

Liu Fu has been guarding the door, seeing the carriage approaching from a distance, cheered up, seeing that it is indeed Qingzhi, and hastened to meet him.

"Master Hou, you've come back! Mr. Fang—" Liu Fu hastily supported Qingzhi who was a little weak at his feet, and was about to say something, but immediately fell silent when he caught a glimpse of a driver beside him.

Just now, Qingzhi and Fu Yanxin abducted to Zuixianlou for another drink. They said they were drinking, but it was just that Qingzhi was drinking, while Fu Yanxin was drinking tea.

The conversation on the carriage just now made Qingzhi and Fu Yanxin a lot closer. Although Qingzhi and Fu Yanxin should be very close to a certain extent, they never seemed to sit down with him and chat casually.

So with the same idea, he kidnapped Fu Yanxin to the restaurant, kowtowed melon seeds and drank wine, and the two chatted casually.

Although most of them were Qingzhi who was asking and Fu Yanxin was answering, but his tone and attitude were not what they used to be, which made Qingzhi feel that the two had truly become close friends.

This moved him very much, and he drank a few more glasses for the first time.

"It's almost midnight, you should go back quickly." Although he was a little unsteady, but fortunately the peach blossom wine in Zuixianlou was not strong, so he could still stay awake.After glaring at Liufu, he turned and said to Fu Yanxin.

Fu Yanxin nodded slightly, but instead of riding back immediately, he got off the carriage from the other side, walked to Qingzhi's side, and cupped his hands behind Qingzhi: "Mr. Fang."

At this moment, Qingzhi's feet were really weak, and he took advantage of the situation and slumped on Liufu's body. He didn't dare to look back for a long time, and cursed at Liufu in a low voice: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Liufu also lowered his voice and said aggrievedly: "The servant just wanted to remind Lord Hou, but Fu Dutong was beside him..."

Fang Lansheng came out from the shadows. At this moment, he changed from his official robes to his usual home clothes, with a long robe casually draped over it.The hair is not all bundled up, and half of it is loosely tied with a hosta.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth as always, he cupped his hands towards Fu Yanxin: "Master Fu has sent Master Hou back to his residence."

"This is what a humble job should do." Fu Yanxin waved his hand: "On the contrary, Mr. Fang, he has not had time to rest after returning to the court this morning. Now he has just returned to the mansion and is waiting for Lord Hou outside the door."

"Although the lower official is receiving the imperial salary, but now he is living in the Hou's mansion, and the Hou has not returned, so he is naturally worried."

"Hehe——" Qingzhi suddenly jumped out of Liufu's arms, and stood between the two of them, with his hands open, as if he wanted to block the atmosphere that was gradually preparing to enter the battle mode.

With a dry smile, he first said to Fu Yanxin: "Xiao Fu, thank you today!" Then he turned his head and said, "Lan Sheng, what should you do if you don't sleep at such a late hour and won't wake up tomorrow? Ah, I There is also the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that was just packed from Zuixianlou, Lan Sheng, you like it, take some to eat..." After speaking, he immediately caught a glimpse of the person beside him, and quickly took out two more pieces from the spread out butter paper, Pass it to Fu Yanxin: "Hahaha, Xiao Fu, you also take two yuan to eat on the way, not hungry."

Both of them stood smiling, but they didn't reach out to take it, they replied in unison: "I don't like food, Master Hou can keep it for himself."

"Hehehe..."

Qing Zhixiao's face froze, and she wished she could slap her ear, so that he could wake up properly—why didn't he think of this trouble when he was hugging and gnawing?Breaking off a sleeve is already very difficult, he fucking broke it three times in a row... Oh no, it's okay, the third one is still in his own palace now... If all three appear together...

I trembled all over, I couldn't even think about this scene.

"Master Hou, please rest earlier." Fu Yanxin opened his mouth first, attracting Qingzhi's gaze, "Mr. Fang also rest earlier, Mr. Fu will leave."

Fang Lansheng reacted faster than Qingzhi, and he bowed to Fu Yanxin and said, Mr. Fu, go slowly.

Fu Yanxin smiled back, jumped into the carriage, and was about to rattle away, but was stopped by Qingzhi.

"I... I'll see you off."

It's just that it's easier said than done.How can two-legged people outrun four-legged ones?Qingzhi couldn't get into the carriage, so Fu Yanxin had no choice but to drive slowly with him. After walking about ten steps, Fu Yanxin said again: "Master Hou, let's go back to the mansion first!"

Qingzhi nodded, stopped, and stood there watching him leave. He didn't turn around until he was out of sight, and walked back. When the wind blew, he saw Fang Lansheng and Fang Lanchang standing on the spot.

Liufu had already taken the two guards at the door to nowhere. The Xinyang Hou Mansion had only hung two dim lanterns at the door for lighting since Qingzhi said that they wanted to save money.

In the midst of the chaos, Qingzhi sold Fang Lansheng a smile.

"Master Fu is gone, so it's time for Lord Hou to enter the mansion."

Qing Zhi shook the pastry that was about to turn into sweet-scented osmanthus candy, and followed Fang Lansheng in a desperate manner: "Lan Sheng, you really don't want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Fang Lansheng ignored him all the way, and finally got annoyed by the question, so he turned around abruptly. He was a few inches shorter than Qingzhi, but at this moment, Qingzhi felt that he was so small under his gaze. Put your head on the ground.

I only heard him chuckle, stretched out his hand to take a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake (sugar?) from Qing Zhi's hand, curled his lips, and asked, "Is it sweet?"

"...It's pretty sweet..."

"That's for eating, it can drive away suffering." He said self-sufficiently, put it in his mouth, and it really smelled of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He spoke softly and quickly, Qingzhi couldn't hear clearly, and hurriedly asked: "What did you say?"

Fang Lansheng picked off the hairpin with one hand, and let his long black hair fall down, adding a bit of coquettish air, not like Fang Lansheng who is usually warm and harmless.Qingzhi swallowed her saliva, looking at the thin lips that seemed to be less than an inch away from her...

Fang Lansheng's other hand rested on the door, as if he was satisfied with Qingzhi's dumbfounded expression, and even raised his eyebrows. He didn't have the refined meaning of facing Fu Yanxin just now. When I was mentally preparing, I suddenly heard him say lightly: "Go to bed early." The movements of his hands increased, and before he could react, his nose hit the door panel.

Qingzhi looked at the door panel in front of him silently, and then swallowed an osmanthus cake (sugar?)—damn it!I should!