Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 277
Looking at Fan Chen's gloomy face, a sentence floated in Fang Yao's mind.

This fucking life.

Soon, she followed suit with a cold face, and said angrily: "Hey, the amnesia meme is out of date, don't you deliberately play me?"

"What amnesia, who are you, and what is the purpose of following me secretly?"

Fan Chen's gaze was colder than when the two met for the first time.

Fang Yao's complexion is no stronger than his.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared at him coldly, someone was already looking in this direction, and the voice of the Chief of the Golden Pavilion outside was getting closer, apparently he was going to come in later.

Fan Chen also rolled his eyes to the side, and was about to speak, Fang Yao suddenly sneered at him, then stretched out his arm suddenly, and grabbed Fan Chen's head!

Fan Chen hurriedly took a step back, but Fang Yao slammed forward vigorously, and slammed into Fan Chen's arms through half of the door panel like a railing.

When Fan Chen pinched her shoulder and pulled her back, her outstretched right hand quickly grabbed the man's ear.

"You lunatic!"

Fan Chen only felt a sharp pain in his ears, and his whole face turned red to black in annoyance!

He grows so big, no one dares to pull his ears!

Thinking of this, the big hand pinching Fang Yao's shoulder suddenly exerted force.

"hiss……"

Fang Yao felt that half of her shoulder blades were about to crack, and her whole face wrinkled into a ball, and she couldn't help but let go of Fan Chen's ears.

At the same time, she stood on tiptoe and glanced forward, her eyes suddenly widened!
A small red dot is behind Fan Chen's ear!

As if someone had given a blow to the head, Fang Yao's blood froze all over her body, and her eyes were fixed on the bright red spot.

The next moment, she was pushed away forcefully.

Fan Chen covered his right ear, his handsome face was as dark as a pan, "Are you courting death..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange man's obsequious smile sounded outside again: "Chief of the Golden Pavilion, please..."

The two people at the back of the toilet were all taken aback.

"I got the wrong guy."

Fang Yao lowered her head and chattered casually, pushed open the door of the empty hut next to her, and quickly got in.

She didn't care to look at Fan Chen's slightly distorted handsome face, and quickly turned around to close the useless door, and then pulled down the curtain.

The unique voice of the head of the Golden Pavilion also sounded.

"The miscellaneous family remembers that Mr. Fan seems to have come in. The national teacher still has something to do with him. The miscellaneous family will go back with him later."

"Elder Pavilion, I will help you to ask."

The person who replied was very enthusiastic, and actually asked the people inside each hut.

Fang Yao, who was hiding in the cubicle, couldn't help holding her breath.

But without asking a few questions, the door next to her suddenly "squeaked" open, Fang Yao froze, and saw the black figure just now standing outside her cubicle through the gap.

She gritted her back teeth tightly, and just when she thought Fan Chen would lift the curtain and take her out to teach her a lesson, the other party stepped forward.

"Hey, Lord Fan is here, so it's in the innermost place."

The strange man obviously also saw him and yelled softly.

"Chief of the Golden Pavilion, what is your need for me?"

As the voice gradually faded away and finally disappeared, Fang Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She rubbed her still aching shoulder blades and was a little dazed, Fan Chen actually believed her non-intentional "find the wrong person" rhetoric.

Thinking of the latter change and the red spots behind his ears, Fang Yao recalled that dream again.

Fan Chen...is it still Fan Chen?

As soon as this idea popped up, Fang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she felt cold all over. She quickly shook her head vigorously, trying to get this terrible guess out of her mind.

She squeezed her fists, reached out to pull the scarf on the hat, and covered her mouth and nose more tightly.

There seemed to be something stained on her pale and tender fingers, but Fang Yao didn't have time to clean it up at this time, so she pushed open the door, lowered her head and left quickly.

This is not a place to stay.

Suddenly, several familiar loud voices came from the front.

"Master Fan is becoming more and more unpredictable. When we greet him on the road, he doesn't even look at us."

"Hey, who knows, we don't understand the thoughts of these officials, so let's go around in the future."

Fang Yao's feet froze slightly, it was Yang Gao and the others.

The hut... is really not a good place to meet.

She lowered her head even lower, and her steps became faster and faster, passing Yang Gao, A Wu and the others almost at a trot.

Several men who were still talking loudly paused at the same time.

After a while, Yang Gao whispered to others: "Hey, do you think the person who just went out looks familiar?"

"Uh, that's not our..."

Ah Wu couldn't speak, and his tangled face was a little distorted.

"How could our master come here, don't guess, hurry up and go back."

"exactly……"

Everyone echoed incessantly, and successfully brainwashed themselves to ignore the very familiar figure they saw just now.

……

The aroma of wine is overflowing in the exquisite pavilions, and steaming pastries are placed on the stone table in the middle.

The national teacher and the Yiping County Lord sat opposite each other. After they chatted about some trivial matters, they fell silent.

After waiting for a while, the national teacher in green got up and went around behind the Yiping County Lord.

"County Lord, I heard that you were frightened last time in Cangling Temple, why are you going to Tianqi Mountain again this time?"

The Yiping County Lord turned his head slightly, and smiled: "Master, you don't know something. It is because of the unfavorable years that I want to go to Tianqi Mountain to wash away the bad luck. I hope to change my luck and help us Daxiang prays for blessings."

The national teacher's eyes flickered slightly, and he also laughed: "The county master has such a heart, and the emperor will be very pleased to know."

After she finished speaking, she looked down at the sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes that were completely untouched on the table, and said: "The county lord, go back and rest early, these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes taste pretty good, I'll have someone wrap them for you and take them back to your room. "

"Thank you, Master Shuyu."

The two chatted casually again, and the Yiping county magistrate came out of the pavilion with a brand new food box.

It was in the evening.

It gets dark early in winter, and the sky outside is already quite dark.

"Ali."

"Master, the slaves are here, here they are."

The maid A Li hurried over with a warm yellow gauze lantern.

The Yiping county magistrate handed her the food box in his hand, "I'm going back."

"Yes."

After returning to the room, Ah Li put down the food box and was busy remaking the old carved bed in the master bedroom.

From time to time, she quietly glanced at the Yiping county master, hesitating whether to tell her own master what the second young master said.

"Let's go out when it's done."

The county magistrate of Yiping sat in front of the old dressing table, carefully looking at his face reflected in the bronze mirror, and ordered without turning his head.

The maid thought of something again, and secretly glanced behind the latter's ears with a pair of small eyes. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she didn't see the little red dot in the second young master's mouth.

"how?"

The Yiping County Lord turned his head to the side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her suspiciously.

"No, nothing."

Ah Li was very entangled in her heart, turned around and walked out, the county magistrate of Yiping suddenly stopped her again and said: "Go and throw away the things in the food box, don't let anyone see it."

"Ah, the servant obeys."

Ah Li didn't know, so he opened the food box, and a strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted out. Just by smelling it with his nose, he seemed to be able to taste the sweetness inside.

She touched it lightly, but it was still warm, she didn't think about anything else, she found a piece of oil paper to wrap the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and walked out in small steps.

As soon as she went out, she didn't go anywhere else, but turned around and entered her own small side room.

This thing was so sweet, she couldn't stop drooling, just as she closed the door, she picked up a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth.

Sure enough, it melted in the mouth, and her mouth was full of sweet osmanthus. She couldn't help but grab another piece.

After a while, the servant girl was a little dazed looking at the empty oil paper. The food was so delicious that she swallowed a whole bag of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cake before she knew it.

But my stomach seems to be getting more and more hungry, and my mind is full of the sweet and soft osmanthus cake.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear someone calling herself, and rubbed her belly a little uncomfortable, before standing up and walking towards the side room.

"County Lord, what do you want to call your servant..."

Pushing open the door, she stopped abruptly in the middle of her words.

The long black hair of the county lord inside was scattered on both sides in front of the shoulders, and his white jade-like fingers were slowly stirring the back of his head, and some white and red things were vaguely stained on it.

Hearing the movement behind him, the county lord slowly turned his head and smiled: "Since you're here, help the county lord pull out that annoying stick."

　Thank you for the busy little bee and Jianmei Xingmu monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)