Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

The wound on Fang Yi's right hand was left in the gambling house at that time. The last dice pierced his palm. Although he used internal force to force it out, it also left a bloody hole.

"Did you hurt the two kidnappers?"

An Ge held that hand apologetically, and his heart ached, "Those two may have fought, a fist can make you breathless for a long time!"

He was terrified that day, and passed out early in Fang Yi's arms, so he naturally didn't notice the bandages he was wearing when he came.

The body temperature coming through the gauze made Fang Yi quite uncomfortable, so he withdrew his hand, "It's okay."

An Ge originally cared about him with good intentions, but he didn't expect that the warm face was on the cold butt, and the hospitality on his face disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that Fang Yi didn't drink mung bean soup for a long time, he was more interested in the scroll in his hand, so he leaned his neck over, "What is this book about? Is it so beautiful?"

He thought it was hot today, so he asked Fu Ling to help him tie up his hair. This movement of stretching his neck undoubtedly exposed his entire neck to the outside.

Fang Yi lowered his eyes, staring at the flame-like mark on his neck, the conversation at Jinghu Miracle Doctor yesterday echoed in his ears——

"You really want me to save this man of unknown origin? Are you afraid that he has evil thoughts towards you?"

Han Zhen was holding a pounding pestle in his hand, out of the duty of best friends to remind each other, he made this extra remark.

"The origin is unknown?" Fang Yi asked.

Han Zhen raised her eyebrows, "I told you before that there is a curse on your Madam Hou."

"You were not sure at the time, it was just a guess."

"The guess was right before. But when I just gave him the medicine, I accidentally checked his body."

Han Zhen bit the word "accidentally" very hard, for fear that someone would misunderstand something and withhold his consultation fee.

"Then?"

Han Zhen patted the back of his neck, and said: "The curse mark has appeared, and it is still very obvious. This shows...he had a seizure recently, maybe just yesterday."

Fang Yi thought of the two strong men who died under his hands last night. According to An Ge's ability, it was really unlikely that he could escape from them.Suddenly recalling the night when he stole the luminous cup, when he was held hostage by the thief, his strength suddenly multiplied, his eyes turned red, and he broke free from the thief's knife.

"Will the Xi Shi curse... be life-threatening?"

he asked nonchalantly.

Han Zhen on the opposite side almost jumped up and screamed:

"My lord! What you should be thinking about now is whether this person is plotting against you, whether there is some cult behind it, whether it is the secret work of a big hermit, and not whether this curse-breaking seal will—"

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly remembered something, stopped talking abruptly, smiled gloatingly, and said:

"Hey, I said... have you taken a fancy to him?"

Only then did Fang Yi realize the flaws revealed in the words just now, his eyebrows twitched calmly, and he continued with his airs of Lord Hou:

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Han Zhen sees through but doesn't say anything, with an expression that you continue to hide that I don't know anything.

"The Xishi curse will not endanger life, but it has been planted in the body for a long time, and it is inevitable that it will not attack when the mood fluctuates greatly. At that time, there is no distinction between closeness and closeness. Even if he has no intention of harming you, he cannot guarantee that he will treat you as a The enemy is harming you. What's more..." Han Zhen's expression suddenly sank, and he said again, "The Xishi curse only appears in the Hengyu area, how do you know, the person who cast the curse... ..what is the intention?"

Han Zhen didn't say anything else, but it was obvious: too many Xishi curses would corrupt the mind, and An Ge became the puppet of the person who cast the curse, and it was unknown who suffered the disaster.

Fang Yi was silent for a long time after hearing this, staring blankly at the sleeping person on the hospital bed, "He was born in the Wei Kingdom, how could he have anything to do with people from Hengyu?"

"I don't know about that. I only read in ancient books that the Xishi spell has the ability to bring people back to life, that is to say..."

Han Zhen raised his eyes, stared into Fang Yi's eyes solemnly, and said, "Your Madam Hou died once."

Fang Yi withdrew his thoughts, lowered his eyes, looked at the moving head in front of him, and muttered: "Little Yasha, I have a question for you, and you have to answer it truthfully."

An Ge let out a cry, baffled by the words, and raised his head from the pile of strange characters in the scroll, "Ask."

Fang Yi looked into those clear eyes, suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, kept silent, and said:

"Do you know the Shi Shi curse?"

An Ge's eyebrows were twisted into hemp ropes, as if he had heard the Arabian Nights, "Ah? What 'shit'?"

The corner of Fang Yi's mouth twitched, and he closed the ancient book that recorded Xi Shi's curse, and said, "...it's nothing."

For an idiot like Xiaoyasha, don't expect to know anything from him.

Have you ever died... At least for now, it is enough for the person in front of you to be alive and kicking.

An Ge was so anxious that he couldn't find his way, but when Fang Yi picked up his mung bean soup and drank it down, his anxiety disappeared with the wind.

"Is it delicious?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, "It's too sweet."

An Ge was like a hot steamed stuffed bun caught in the cold, his face wilted instantly.

"Oh......"

Fang Yi didn't seem to see his loss, he put the empty bowl back, and said flatly:

"But it's not bad, it's the top grade in the hot summer soup."

An Ge's eyes sparkled suddenly, and he felt that this monkey was very tasteful.

After that day, An Ge saw Fang Yi more often, and even ate every meal together.An Ge looked at the face that became more and more pleasing to the eye, and felt his appetite doubled, and he ate a lot more than before.

He found that although Fang Yi's court clothes were dark red, in private, he only liked wearing black robes.Just like the smears of ink on the rice paper called mountains and rivers, dyed the pale and unremarkable mountains and rivers, the world is all white, and I am the only one who is black.Naturally, he is arrogant and unruly, happy to be kind and enmity.

There are not a few people who like ink, but Fang Yi is the only one who can wear this color with grandeur and elegance.It is said that there is a minister with the same surname as Fang Yi among the court officials. Seeing that Fang Yi is wearing a black ink robe, he also goes to the same tailor shop to order it. The style is exactly the same, but the clothes are neither fish nor fowl.

Perhaps the clothes are not chosen for people, but for bones.

Thinking of this, An Ge felt that his ideological realm had risen to a higher level.

"why are you laughing?"

Someone who was immersed in a smirk was suddenly pulled back by a voice, opened his eyes and saw the handsome face that was close at hand, and almost slipped off the stone bench.

"Ouch! My mother!"

An Ge managed to pack up his embarrassment, and smiled sarcastically, "It's nothing, just... the mood is better, hehe, it's easy to laugh."

Fang Yi sat on the other side of the stone table, looking down coldly, and then turned to deal with the chess game on the table.

An Ge scratched his ears, "Oh, right. Brother Monkey, why did you ask me to come here?"

He had been sitting there for a long time, and the man just played chess without saying a word, playing chess with himself, completely ignoring him.

The corner of Fang Yi's lips raised unconsciously. Finally, when An Ge asked this sentence, his heart relaxed slightly, he glanced at the food box beside him, and said:

"Get it yourself."

Eh?

An Ge saw the boxy box, and in line with the nature of a foodie with zero resistance to delicious food, he opened the lid preciously.

"Daddy!"

An Ge was so startled that his eyeballs would pop out. Looking at the crystal clear candied haws lying in the center of the box, his heart was pounding.

It took a while to realize that this was not a dream, he turned his head cautiously, and asked tremblingly, "Give it to me?"

Fang Yi glanced at him with lightning speed, "Yes."

An Ge felt that there is no such good thing in dreams, and there must be tricks behind this glamorous surface, "Why, why?"

Fang Yi picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, this action can cover up his no longer indifferent expression, and said:

"You said you wanted to eat it, so I bought it."

It was still a cold, faint voice with no ups and downs.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

An Ge's chest bumped wildly, and he even forgot to chew the candied haws he was holding on the tip of his heart.

The day when he fled but was kidnapped happened to be his birthday. He wanted to eat candied haws, but he couldn't buy them due to the heat of summer, so he could only faint from the hunger in his stomach.

He asked Fang Yi a question that day. He thought that the words were the same as in the past, and they disappeared with the wind after he uttered them.But I didn't think...has he always remembered?

This monkey... why didn't he say he didn't scold him all of a sudden?

Is it...

"Brother Monkey, I have a question for you, you have to answer truthfully, you can't lie."

He swallowed all the flesh of the hawthorn, spit out the hard seeds, imitating someone's tone, and said inscrutablely.

Fang Yi was still drinking tea leisurely, leaning his elbows lazily on the edge of the table, thinking about the chess game on the table, "Ask."

An Ge swished closer, his heart beating hard for the truth, and said:

"Are you greedy for my beauty?"

"puff--"

Fang Yi accidentally sprayed tea all over his face.

An Ge's burning thirst for knowledge was completely wiped out, and there was no white smoke after the fire was extinguished.His face was full of cursing greetings to his ancestors, but the culprit didn't feel guilty at all, instead he glanced at him mockingly and said:

"Do you think you are a fairy?"

Since then, An Ge has discovered that a stinky monkey will always be a stinky monkey, and the idea of ​​"better attitude" is probably an illusion produced by him surviving a catastrophe and being happy physically and mentally.

But overall, that summer, An Ge was still very comfortable. Although Fang Yi's face was still as smelly as the foot wrap, it was not like when he first came, and he was bothering him every day.And under his help, Yun Shujun and Jiang Zhongyuan became more and more sweet.Sometimes with a few gossips, he deliberately teased Jiang Zhongyuan, and the eight-foot-tall rough man would actually blush, making An Ge stomp his feet in joy.

It's just that the days of going well have passed for a long time, and there are also times of bumps.

The author has something to say:

Our Xiaoan is a fairy, so why not!How spicy!