Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

On the second day, Yun Shuhua opened his eyes and found himself in a strange inn.

He walked out of bed with his forehead, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw an unfolded note on the table.

The writing on it is strong and sharp, which was written by Jing Fan.

"Tonight at three o'clock in the morning, we will meet at Diyin Temple next to the Autumn Garden, ten miles east of the city."

"At night..." Yun Shuhua muttered to himself, tilting his head to look at the bright sky, "Could it be that there is something important to do today?"

Since the war in the Northern Territory, Jing Fan has no spare time and often spends a lot of time dealing with the front-line war. The two of them left a note this morning before meeting each other. It must be something urgent.

Yun Shuhua put the note on his body, thought for a while, and turned to wash up.

After leaving the door of the room, he found the waiter in the shop and made some inquiries.

"The young master you mentioned has left not long ago, but before he left, he told the younger one to tell the guest officer to have some breakfast."

"It's not too early now," Yun Shuhua clicked his tongue, "You don't need to get these for me, just tell me where this place is, and where is this autumn garden? If I want to get there as soon as possible , about how long will it take?"

The waiter was a little puzzled, but he still answered seriously: "This is Jiecheng, about [-] miles south of Gaocheng, and [-] miles west of Jiangcheng. As for the autumn garden that the young master said... it is Jiecheng, which has a long-standing reputation. The private garden can be reached after leaving the inn and riding a horse to the southeast for two sticks of incense.”

Hearing the word Jiecheng, Yun Shuhua was overjoyed, and repeatedly confirmed: "Jiancheng is the place where all the craftsmen trade with each other as mentioned in the book?"

"Exactly."

Yun Shuhua thanked in a hurry, and immediately went downstairs with a flick of his sleeves, and walked out of the inn quickly.

Jiecheng is very close to the central region and the southern region, the roads extend in all directions, and the merchants are prosperous. The most important thing is that Fu Wei just happened to settle in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Jiecheng.

Yun Shuhua stood at the door of the inn, looking far to the southeast, he rented a horse nearby, turned on his back and drove eastward.

After an unknown period of time, a corner of the autumn garden gradually appeared in his sight. Yun Shuhua stopped his horse, hesitated in place, with a hesitant expression on his face.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly came from behind.

Yun Shuhua leaned forward quickly, his hair swaying in the wind, he summoned his saber with one hand, turned around to fight back against the murderous intent, and stabbed the visitor's shoulder with his sword.

The man lost his killing intent, fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, and sat kneeling under Yun Shuhua's horse.

"Young master, please forgive me."

Upon hearing this address, Yun Shuhua knew the identity of the person who came. He didn't answer, but blew on the blood on the sword blade, his eyes flicked around, and he said, "Don't hide, come out."

The wounded man bowed his head even lower after hearing this.

"Young master, the lord is still waiting for you to go back, so please don't make it difficult for your subordinates."

Expecting such a moment, Yun Shuhua put away his sword and said with a sneer, "Your master is really persevering. How many times have you sent Jiang Shuwan to send me messages these days? It seems that it is wrong not to meet me. will give up."

If Jing Fan hadn't been busy with the war, he might have discovered Jiang Shuwan's secret connection with him long ago.

"Let's go, this matter is settled quickly, don't miss my other things."

Yun Shuhua put down this sentence lightly, turned his head to look at Qiu Yuan, and then left the east of the city with Fu Wei's men without looking back.

On the outskirts of Jiecheng, there are green mountains and green waters, fertile fields and fertile fields thousands of miles away.

The small courtyard in the forest was quiet and secluded. Yun Shuhua folded his arms and followed the people into the door. He saw Fu Wei wearing a green shirt and wiping the jade flute on his hand.

"My lord, the young master has brought it."

Yun Shuhua looked at Fu Yu's back expressionlessly, and didn't speak.

The uncle and nephew hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

After a while, Fu Yi smiled silently, and brought the jade flute to his lips and began to blow it gently.

This was the first time Yun Shuhua saw him playing the flute in front of her. He thought the flute was just a good-looking thing, but unexpectedly it was something of real value.

The sound of Fu Wei's flute is clearer and more distant, and it sounds like a southern minor tune. From this, it can be seen that he should be in a good mood.

Yun Shuhua frowned and looked at the sun, his patience gradually lost, and he didn't want to spend any more time with him.But the man in front of him seemed to know what he was thinking, and deliberately sang this song very long and slowly.

At the end of the song, Fu Yi put away the jade flute, turned around and said, "Shuhua is here."

He strolled up to the young man, his expression suddenly darkened. "Kneel down."

Yun Shuhua smiled angrily and looked at him: "Why should I kneel?"

Fu Yi tapped on his shoulder with a finger-pushing hand, and with powerful coercion and mana, Yun Shuhua was pressed to his knees on the ground, and the jade flute in his hand tapped his chin.

"As the son of Yuxiao Palace, you have betrayed your family, master and apprentice, and you are a big treason."

Fu Lie condescended, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Go back with uncle now, I don't have to deal with this matter."

Yun Shuhua raised his head and laughed, and said loudly: "Why, Jiang Shu has told me these words many times in the evening, uncle still doesn't understand my attitude?"

"I won't go back, and I hope uncle can understand that if you insist on fighting the Five Realms, we will have to stand on the opposite side."

"Nonsense," Fu Wei interrupted him, and said with fixed eyes, "Shuhua, you are the blood of Yuxiao Palace, and you will sit in the most honored position in the future. Jing Fan is surly and cunning, and he deliberately lured you into his trap." How can you fall for the trap?"

"Stop talking about high-sounding words, isn't uncle just trying to control me and use me as a bargaining chip to contain Jing Fan?" Yun Shuhua said word by word, "I must know that I am no longer the same Yun Shuhua as before. After all, You can't trap me."

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly, and his tone became a little more determined: "I guess my life has other uses for uncle. You don't want to see me force you with my life, right?"

Fu Yi closed his eyes, snorted and said, "It was the biggest mistake that uncle has ever done in his life when he let you leave Yuxiao Palace."

"But Shuhua, do you still remember the oath at that time?" He held Yun Shuhua's shoulders with both hands, and asked in a deep voice, "It is a gentleman's action to keep what you say, and now you have to abandon your home and rely on a general." Dead people?"

dying person?

Yun Shuhua frowned, and looked into his eyes without fear: "Why do I oppose my uncle? Is it only because of Jingfan? Raising troops in the five regions and launching an unjust war, is this what uncle said about a gentleman? for?"

"You don't understand, Jing Fan is no longer the inheritor of the Tianyin Stone, but you are," Fu Yu said intently, "Could it be that uncle planned everything just for himself? Sooner or later, Yuxiao Palace will take control The entire Eastern Territory."

"What nonsense is my uncle talking about!" Yun Shuhua broke free from his shackles and corrected him, "I don't have such big ambitions, and I don't want to take part in wars because of power and overwhelm the people. Uncle doesn't need to persuade you anymore."

Fu Yi licked his lips, his eyes mixed with complex emotions.

"Shuhua, if you insist on provoking uncle, don't blame me for being ruthless," he said unhurriedly, "I know you don't want to, but I have a way to make you come back voluntarily. For every inch of territory in the Eastern Region, take off Jing Fan's head, and then bring you back."

Yun Shuhua opened his eyes wide and said bitterly: "Aside from blackmailing me, what other tricks do you have!"

"Of course there is. As long as you come back obediently, uncle can spare his life," Fu Yi said in a soft tone, "I know you like him very much, but I don't have to take his life."

Yun Shuhua felt a little funny in his heart: "Jing Fan's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and he is the only sword master in the Five Regions. How can uncle be so confident that he will take his head?"

"Shuhua, you are still too young."

Fu Yi sighed: "The reason why Jing Fan has today's status is not because of his cultivation level, everything he got is related to the Tianyin Stone, but now he has no inheritance in his body, and the people of the Five Regions will not give it to him again." He half trusts, do you think he is still qualified to sit in that position?"

"How did you know about this?" Yun Shuhua said coldly, "How much do you know about inheritance!"

"Hahaha..." Fu Wei looked wild, his handsome face became a little distorted, "Look, even you know that Jingfan's reputation is not right, and people's hearts are not safe. If the whole world knows that they serve as gods What if the co-owner is actually a fake villain?"

He pressed on step by step, and approached Yun Shuhua: "Since uncle can start this war, he is prepared to win in his heart. The inheritance is now in our hands. Why can't we take this opportunity to kill the loser?" Jing Fan?"

Yun Shuhua's back felt chills, and it was the first time that he felt that the situation was beyond expectation, and it was gradually developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Even if there are more victories and fewer losses on the front line, the enemy is in the dark and we are clear. It is not yet known what cards the opponent has in their hands. They are always restrained and passive.

"Okay, uncle will give you some more time to think carefully and make a choice as soon as possible. Whether Jing Fan lives or dies depends on you."

Fu Yi caressed the young man's back, then turned around and called out: "Come here, invite the young master into the house and pour tea."

Yun Shuhua clenched his fists and slowly gritted his teeth.

Time passed by little by little, the light and shadow cast by the sun in the forest changed, and it was another day.

On the other side of the city, Jing Fan looked at the evening sky, turned around and bowed slightly to the head seat in the temple, and said: "The hour is coming, today I invite the head seat to be a witness for me, sorry for the trouble."

The first Buddha's eyes were compassionate, and he smiled knowingly when he heard the words: "What did the master of the domain say? Back then, this temple protected the master of the domain from disasters and shelters, so there is now a prosperous incense. You are a benefactor, and you are not a nuisance. "

The corners of Jing Fan's lips curled slightly, and he saluted respectfully: "Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for worshiping here, but... this is indeed the only place where I and the world are bound together, so I have to do it here."

Looking around the Diyin Temple, I can see that it has been completely renovated from the inside to the outside. Red candles are burning on the high hall, leaving bright red candle tears as they sway in the wind.

"Lord Territory Lord has been working on this matter for several days, and he must be very precious to his beloved. If that benefactor sees the place where Lord Territory Master grew up when he was young, he must be touched in his heart," the chief sighed with a smile, "with a snap of the fingers , Many years have passed, and in the future someone will accompany you to share with the adults, and you will not feel lonely on the long road, which is very good."

Jing Fan didn't answer, rubbing a shiny new astrolabe jade pendant with his right hand, and looked up at the twilight outside the temple.The style of the jade pendant was quite similar to the jade bibi he was wearing, but the jade material and carving techniques were more refined. It was prepared for Yun Shuhua, one of the many wedding gifts.

The man looked down at the lines on it and fell into deep thought.

For a long time, stars appeared in the sky.

The sound of the hourglass hit people's hearts.

The first one silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

"My lord... this good time has come, is it possible that your sweetheart is stuck on the road because of other important matters?"

Hearing the words, the silent Jing Fan opened his eyes without saying a word.

The cold moon rose from his pupils with bright light, and the warm fire clusters were extinguished in it.