Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 169 You don't want to keep her, do you?

The woman named Sanniang's eyes widened slightly, and she staggered two steps back, her expression as if struck by lightning.

Fang Yao was actually quite struck by lightning.

The heartbroken look on the other side's face was like a wife seeing her husband and a third party returning arm in arm.

She was confused.

Although she is not really Huang Zhixian's wife, she still plays this role.

In the current situation, is she making trouble unreasonably, or is she distraught, or is she putting on a lofty and dignified posture...

Before she could think it over, a cold voice of questioning suddenly sounded beside her ear.

"My lord, who is this woman? Why are you so close to my aunt? Madam traveled a long way to find relatives, and suffered hardships on the road. When you come across this kind of thing, don't you have a reasonable explanation, aunt?"

Fang Yao silently looked at Fan Chen, this guy is too good at it!

The face of Jun from Huangzhi County was full of embarrassment, and he said at a loss: "I, I..."

Then Sanniang stepped forward in panic, stood in front of Huang Zhixian, knelt down on the ground with a thump, and gave Fang Yao a few loud "bang bang bang" knocks on the head, knocking everyone dumbfounded.

"You are..."

"Ma'am, don't blame the master. The servant was just too worried about the master. The master has always missed you on weekdays. He even said that when you come, he will ask the servant to take good care of the madam..."

Fang Yao looked at the pale blood that was knocked out on Sanniang's forehead, then looked at Huang Zhixian who was standing aside with a bad face, and said softly: "Officer, it's so cold, this sister just kneels like this Wait, it's so pitiful, can we talk in the house..."

Huang Zhixian came back to his senses, hurriedly pulled Sanniang up, and said in a low voice: "Thank you madam, go back and tidy up the house."

Sanniang lowered her head, Fang Yao arched her body and cupped her hands, and said: "Thank you Madam, Madam Wanfu."

Then he lifted the skirt and hurriedly turned around and left.

Huang Zhixian breathed a sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at Fang Yao, and then took the initiative to lead the way.

This ancient county government office is much larger than Fang Yao imagined, and the backyard is complete with gardens, gazebos, stage, and small ponds.

Huang Zhixian led Fang Yao to a room named "Qingyue Garden". The door was open, and oil lamps were lit on the altar table in the outer room. The house is tidied up."

Huang Zhixian said softly: "Lady, you must have not rested these days, so hurry up and rest earlier."

"Well, officer, what about you..." Fang Yao raised her head and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Huang Zhixian's face became slightly hot, and he said in a low voice: "Miss, you don't have to wait for me. I have been very busy with business recently, so I have to deal with it quickly, so that I can have time to accompany my wife in the future."

Fang Yao heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, but she nodded slightly aggrieved and distressed on her face: "Officer, don't work too hard, if you have any difficulties, you can discuss it with me..."

She was just talking casually, but Huang Zhixian took her hand excitedly.

Fang Yao's little heart skipped a beat, resisting the urge to break free, she saw four strange sights sweeping over from the corner of her eyes.

Two of them belonged to Sanniang, and two of them belonged to Fan Chen.

But Huang Zhixian didn't notice at all, he was moved and said: "My lady, if you can be so considerate to your husband, you can feel relieved as a husband."

Fang Yao was in a complicated mood, and she pretended to appease Huang Zhixian a few words, and the latter turned and left reluctantly.

Looking at his back, she sighed secretly, turned around and went into the room to rest.

Out of the corner of Fang Yao's eyes, she caught sight of Sanniang following behind, and paused.

"My aunt, my wife is not used to being served by outsiders. If you have nothing to do, go out."

Fan Chen's cool voice sounded at the door.

This time, Sanniang's feet also stopped.

She turned her head in disbelief, looked at Fan Chen, and opened her mouth with a slightly sharp voice: "Aunt... son?"

"Otherwise? Then what are you? Are you my uncle's concubine? Or a maid who warms the bed?"

"you……"

Sanniang's face turned red and white at what he said, she finally bit her lip, turned around and trotted away.

Fang Yao silently looked at Fan Chen who was scolding people at the door but didn't change his face. The latter glanced at her and said calmly: "It's too late today, you should rest at ease, I will stay here."

After he finished speaking, he walked to a withered peach tree in the yard, moved his body, jumped up nimbly twice, and then disappeared in front of her.

"..."

Fang Yao felt that the dark guards with high martial arts skills in the novel were probably no more than that.

She yawned and turned back to the house.

He has been on the road for the past few days, and encountered a pack of wolves yesterday, so he has indeed been extremely sleepy.

Fang Yao closed the door, thought for a while and still didn't touch the plug, but just blew on the oil lamp, and the room was instantly dark.

Then she took out the mask from the package and put it on, her eyes fell on the four pictures of beauties hanging on the wall.

The slender woman in the picture is wearing animal skins, a flower crown on her head, vines and poisonous snakes around her arms, walking in the mountains and forests, or sitting sideways by the stream, or riding a white-fronted big worm with hanging eyes, or riding a white flying kite.

And under each painting, there is a line of the same small characters.

"Goddess Patrol Map."

Fang Yao murmured, this goddess must be the mountain god enshrined in the previous village.

Moreover, although there are subtle differences in the appearance of the mountain gods in the paintings, they are generally very similar.

Fang Yao felt extremely strange.

She originally thought that in Qingfeng County, the gangsters were crazy, and there must be mountains everywhere.

But after entering Qingfeng County for so long, along the official road all the way to the county seat, whenever the curtain of the car is opened, a vast plain can be seen.

Not to mention the mountains, I didn't even see a small dirt bag.

The so-called mountain god...

Shouldn't be anywhere near here.

Fang Yao thought about it, and quickly took out the booklet, the ink Gu worms inside were still fixed on it like a pool of ink, without any fluctuation.

She squinted her eyes and stepped back a few steps. Wisps of green smoke from the censer on the altar table slowly floated up, setting off the woman in the painting like a dream.

Fang Yao put away the booklet, looked around again, and returned to the bedroom after finding nothing special.

Two brocade quilts were spread on the old large carved wooden bed, and a brazier was placed beside it. She yawned, took off the thickest wool outside, and fell asleep with her clothes on.

……

in the library.

Huang Zhixian just sat down with his heart full of thoughts, when there were indistinct footsteps outside.

He looked up, and saw Sanniang rushing in with an aggrieved face.

"San Niang, why did you come here instead of taking care of Madam?"

"lady?"

Sanniang stepped in and closed the door behind her back, "Master, do you know how arrogant your so-called wife is with servants? He even called the servants an aunt."

Huang Zhixian paused, "Maybe he meant something else..."

"Hmph, what else do you mean? He himself said that this slave is your bed warmer."

She raised her hand and gently rubbed the wound on her forehead, and walked slowly towards Huangzhi County, with a slightly weird tone, "Master, you don't think that woman is good-looking, so you really want to keep her?"

She said, holding his neck lightly, whispering softly in his ear, "Master..."

Huang Zhixian's body was stiff, his lips were tightly pressed, and he didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)