Master wants to hug

An Ding saluted: "Thank you, noble."

Yueming said: "Master, you are polite."

……

The imperial capital is very big, Yueming knows it.

Yueming knows how troublesome it is to find someone in such a big imperial capital.

Ever since she inhaled Wenxiang, someone might follow her, and Yueming knew it too.

So she went back to the Hou's mansion in a fair manner, and used the token to ask the mansion soldiers to find the child.

The portrait drawn by Yueming is seven-pointed, but it is definitely not a problem to find someone who is similar.

When Yueming entered the inner house, Fang Su stood in front of the flowers, wondering what he was thinking, when he heard someone pass the message, he tilted his head and glanced.

Fang Su was dressed in black brocade casual clothes, picked up a flower casually, and said, "You're not going to be a nun anymore?"

Yueming laughed and said, "Master said that my relationship with the world has not been broken."

Fang Su walked up to her, looked him up and down, and said, "How did you make yourself like this?" She patted the non-existent dust on Yueming's body, and said, "You brought dirty things in."

Yueming said: "Then why did the master let those dirty things in?"

Fang Su lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "You didn't dispose of it immediately, and you brought it back to the Hou's mansion, didn't you just want fresh ones?"

As if to confirm Fang Su's words, a young woman was brought before the two of them.

"Not only to live, but also to ask the people in the mansion to take care of it."

"How to deal with it?"

"Ask a few words, then let go."

"Oh?" Fang Su said: "This young apprentice is worthy of fasting for more than ten days. He is really a bodhisattva."

"Master Hou, Master Hou," Yan Mingjue said, "How should we deal with it?"

"Take him to the punishment room." Fang Su said, "Be careful, don't get your clothes dirty."

Seeing that Yueming seemed to have something to say, she retreated from the crowd and said, "What's the matter?"

"The nun of Qingxin Nunnery colluded with a mysterious person to smuggle the incense that people are addicted to." Yueming said.

Fang Su didn't seem surprised at all, and asked, "Are you still colluding with officials from the DPRK and China?"

"Yes. How did the master know?"

"Back then, His Majesty wanted to demolish the Qingxin Nunnery, and several adults strongly opposed it. They forgot what the reason was, but His Majesty finally agreed. How many people are left inside?"

"two."

"You sent the government soldiers out just to find one of them?"

"Correct."

"Why don't you come directly to this Marquis?"

"I need to confirm what the incense is."

"tried?"

"Tried it." Yueming hesitated.

Fang Su's face darkened, and he called people from outside the courtyard to come in, and said, "Call Jiang Hanyi."

She turned to Yueming coldly and said, "I see that you don't want to die."

Yueming said calmly: "Master, I just want to confirm whether what I heard is true."

"You can try to catch that aunt."

"Then," Yueming said with a helpless smile, "you've stunned the snake."

Fang Su walked out expressionlessly.

"master?"

"I have ordered people to pacify the Qingxin nunnery."

"master."

"master."

Yueming caught up with her, and wanted to grab her by the sleeve, but recalled the dream he had after lighting the incense, and withdrew his hand again, saying: "If the master takes someone away, wouldn't all my thoughts be in vain? Master Just treat it as hurting me, and don't want to let my hard work go to waste, so don't go, okay?"

Fang Su suddenly said: "Do you think this Marquis can't even deal with those moths who colluded with Qingxin Temple?"

Yue Ming never expected Fang Su to guess what she was thinking, scratched her hair, and said, "Master is wise."

Fang Su put his arms around his chest and looked at her coldly.

Yueming sighed and said: "Master, I still don't know who is in collusion with Qingxin Temple. The enemy is clear and we are dark. This is not good for the master."

Fang Su still looked at her coldly.

"Moreover, the direct search can only find out the surface of the ventriloquist. Selling the addictive incense to court officials is definitely not for money. There are so many wealthy merchants, why bother to find a few officials? The inside story must be unfathomable. It’s hard to say what the foreigners did, so that’s why.”

Fang Su snorted.

"I have a more secure way." Yue Ming continued with a guilty conscience, keeping his head down and not daring to look at Fang Su.

"So you inhaled Wenxiang?" Fang Su got too close, as close as Yueming's dream.

She wanted to hide, but her chin was pinched, "You don't look up, I will let you look up." She squeezed too hard, Yueming hissed, and her eyes were watery, "You have a problem, you are lying My face is hot, I still dare not look at me, just like that, don't move. What did I ask you, what did you say. "

"Yes Yes."

"What is incense called?"

"Wen Xiang."

"Addiction?"

"Yes."

"What happens when you become addicted?"

Yueming remembered Si'er's appearance, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know."

"Lie." Fang Su said: "Re-say."

Yueming took a deep breath and said, "If you are unconscious, you cannot live or die."

Fang Su increased his strength, and said with a smile, "This little apprentice is really capable."

"Master." Yueming whispered, "It hurts."

Yueming ignored it completely and said, "How many times have you smoked?"

"once."

"Only one time?"

Yueming seemed to hear the sound of his own bones being broken, and his voice was stained with tears, and said: "It's really only once."

Fang Su finally let go of his hand.

"Listen," Fang Su is too good-looking, even if he speaks in such a sinister tone, like a charming ghost, even though his skin is picturesque, he is as cold as ice, unapproachable, dare not approach, "If you become I’m addicted, I’m here to help you quit.”

She touched Yueming's spine.

Fang Su's movements coincided with the dream, Yueming's ears were red enough to drip blood, but she didn't dare to move, "If you want it once, I'll break a piece of it, it doesn't matter if it's all broken, there are other places. This is the Marquis's Mansion, which will keep you in mud and keep you from dying. If you become paralyzed and unable to move, the Marquis will take care of you, understand?"

Yueming realized something was wrong.

Fang Su in the dream was too gentle, not at all like the decisive and cruel Pingyanghou.

She is free to co-author, and she thinks good words are fake, and she has to be fierce to be comfortable?

"If you can't quit like this," Fang Su's tone was soft like a whisper between lovers, "I will kill you with my own hands, and it will be very painful and clean."

Yueming suddenly smiled, and said solemnly, "Okay."

She smiled happily and broke away from Fang Su's embrace.

Master, you must remember what you said.

I only die at your hands.

Fang Su stepped back a few steps, distanced himself from the little apprentice, raised his eyes and said, "Come out when you've seen enough."

Jiang Hanyi, who had watched the whole scene, touched his nose and said, "Master Hou."

"Let's see this asshole." Fang Su pushed Yueming over.

Yueming told about the incense.

Doctor Jiang looked around and asked, and poked for half an hour, and the other party said: "Young Master is fine, but although the first time you smoke it, you won't be addicted, if you don't touch it in the future, it will still be uncomfortable for a while."

"It's okay." Fang Su smiled and said, "It won't hurt any more."

What Fang Su meant was that no matter how you want it, it will not hurt more than breaking a bone.

Jiang Hanyi shrank his head and said: "If it is uncomfortable, it will last for seven days, and the shortest will be two days. It will not cause serious problems. Just stop smoking during the period."

"Master Jiang seems to be very knowledgeable about this kind of incense?"

Jiang Hanyi said: "Back to Lord Marquis, Emperor Cheng of the first dynasty liked this spice very much in his later years. He not only smoked it himself, but also rewarded his officials and concubines. After His Majesty entered Zhongzhou, he burned the prescription and soaked the incense in water for more than ten days. They were all buried. A very small part was kept by the Tai Hospital.”

Jiang Hanyi was born in Taitai Hospital, so it is not surprising to know this.

"Master Xie Jiang," Yueming said politely, "I wonder if my lord can accompany me to the execution room?"

"Yes, just what to prepare?"

Yueming frowned and said with a smile: "Some medicines that make life worse than death are also poisonous."

Who did what the hell?

Jiang Hanyi asked, "Is it an immediate poison, or a poison that can be delayed?"

"The kind of poison that can be delayed." Yue Ming said.

Jiang Hanyi said: "Master, please wait for the next moment."

Yueming nodded.

Fang Su still seemed angry. If it was the past, the little apprentice would have rolled to her and confessed his mistake, but this time she just stood there, seemingly at a loss.

Oh, I lost my eyesight after going to Qingxin Nunnery.

Fang Su thought.

She was extremely dissatisfied with the behavior of her little apprentice, and flicked her sleeves to the torture chamber.

Yueming opened his mouth to speak, but finally said nothing.

Waiting for Jiang Hanyi to arrive.The two left together.

The woman was not tortured. In order not to leave a wound, her joints were removed, and it was useless to tie the rope.

Fang Su was already there, sitting on the teacher's chair and drinking tea leisurely.

Yueming came in front of the woman, casually took a porcelain bottle from Jiang Hanyi, and poured all the liquid medicine into the woman.

Because the joints were removed, she couldn't move, she couldn't even make a sound, the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and her face was so hideous that people couldn't bear to look at it.

"This is called Mei Niang." Jiang Hanyi said: "I won't die, it's just a pain. The pain is long and long, girl, do you think it looks like love, soft and charming, but it's a deep pain?"

Of course the woman can't say anything.

Yue Ming spoke in her silent wailing, "Sister, can you act as if you have never seen me?"

She blinked and explained: "Or let me explain it more clearly, you only saw me go to look for Si'er, went back to the Hou's mansion, and then left immediately. I didn't talk to Hou Ye in detail, and didn't arrest him You, are you okay?"

Fang Su waved his fan behind her, his expression unclear.

Yue Ming spoke very slowly and clearly, as if to let the people in severe pain hear clearly.

Her tone was the same as usual, even a little softer, as if she was afraid of scaring the other party.

Yueming connected the woman's lower jaw.

"Okay?"

She seemed to be about to die, but Yueming took off her lower jaw again.

She turned to Jiang Hanyi and said, "What else?"

Jiang Hanyi took out a row and said: "This is Guanju, this is the yellow bird, this is the bright mirror..." Mr. Jiang said: "Which one do you want?"

Yueming said softly: "Sister choose one?"

Tears rolled down the woman's face.

"Is my sister connected?" Yueming asked softly.

She nodded desperately.

Yueming poured another bottle for her, and then said, "Don't worry about this, it won't hurt. It's just that after three days, if there is no antidote, you will die alive."

The woman looked at her in horror.

"Of course, you can also tell your master that you were captured by the Marquis of Pingyang. At most, I will return without success, and you, do you think, will your master still believe you? Killed together?" Yueming asked, she took out a handkerchief with a scent in her sleeve, threw it on her face, and said, "Wipe your tears, rouge is on your face, crying flowers don't look good."

Fang Su clicked his tongue and found that the little Jiaohua he thought he raised was covered in poison.

Yueming didn't look back.

This was the first time Fang Su saw what she was like judging people, and she also knew that Fang Su liked pure and clean children.

So she didn't look back.

She was afraid of seeing the disappointment in Fang Su's eyes.

"Lord Hou," said someone outside the execution room, "I found it."

The author has something to say: For the ghostly Lord Hou, Yueming: cute, like the sun.