Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Fang Yao met Fan Chen outside the city the next morning.

He rode lightning and walked proudly at the forefront, and the cold wind blew the red coat behind him, making a sound of hunting.

Wearing gold silk mail, but with picturesque features, he looks like someone who just walked out of the wallpaper.

What a heart-pounding handsome young man.

Almost everyone's eyes fell on him, Fan Chen acted as if he hadn't seen him, his eyes quickly swept across the crowd, and he looked straight at her.

Fang Yao made eye contact with him, and hurriedly lowered her head to "pooh" the hair blown into her mouth by the wind.

Right now, she was disheveled, she hadn't closed her eyes from last night until now, and her complexion was not very good, probably no different from the image of the old lady whom she met for the first time.

With so many people, I hope he will not greet her at this time...

However, just as this idea came up, she saw Fan Chen jumping off the horse neatly from the corner of her eye, and striding towards her.

Fang Yao's eyelids twitched, this guy's back was seriously injured, how could he be alive right now?
She was worried and rushed to meet him.

Fan Chen glanced at her briefly, walked around her without changing his expression, and got into the carriage behind.

"..."

Fang Yao, who was ignored, couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and was about to turn around.

Suddenly, someone called her in surprise: "Miss Fang!"

Fang Yao looked up, and a handsome young man who looked familiar was looking at her in surprise not far in front of her.

She stroked her bangs, which were blown messy by the wind, and couldn't help widening her eyes: "Chu Nan?!"

Being called by his first name, Chu Nan not only didn't get angry, but laughed happily, and also got off his horse.

The carriage behind suddenly opened a gap, Fan Chen poked his head out, and said quietly: "Yaoyao, why aren't you here yet?"

The slightly hoarse voice was full of intimacy and grievance, and the eyes of others fell on Fang Yao instantly. Her face became hot, so she waved her hand at Chu Nan, then turned around and got into the carriage.

Chu Nan paused, and the Second Young Master of the Duke's Mansion next to him coughed and said, "Your Majesty Chu, the Emperor is still waiting for you in the camp."

"Ah good."

Chu Nan regained his senses, nodded to the second young master, and looked at the carriage again, but the curtain had already fallen, so he couldn't see anything.

in the carriage.

As soon as Fang Yao went up, she smelled a faint smell of blood.

Inside, Fan Chen half-buried on the small table, his pale handsome face frowned slightly, and his eyes were slightly closed, completely opposite to the radiant look on the outside just now.

Hearing the sound of Fang Yao coming in, he opened his eyelids, staring at her with black and white pupils, and whispered: "Hiss, Yaoyao, I feel a little pain."

Of course Fang Yao knew that he was in pain. Although there was a flesh wound on the back, but the area was too large, she rushed all the way in a bumpy way, and before she had a short rest, she led the army to the palace to quell the rebellion.

She went over to take off the gold silk mail armor on his body, being careful not to take a big breath.

When putting down the mail armor, a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on Fan Chen's forehead.

"Did I hurt you?"

Fang Yao felt distressed when she smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood in the carriage.

Fan Chen, who was wronged and complained of pain just now, shook his head and said, "No, it doesn't hurt at all."

How could it not hurt.

She took off his clothes, and the entire upper body was wrapped in thick gauze, with traces of blood still soaking out of it. You don't need to open it to know how terrible the wound is.

Fan Chen turned his face to the side and saw Fang Yao's eyes were flushed, he couldn't help but feel soft, held her hand, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt, you also know that I'm just putting on a show, I didn't really charge into battle. "

Fang Yao knew about this, and while helping him re-apply the medicine, she said displeasedly: "Since Chu Nan is here, why do you still have to go..."

"Yaoyao, you don't know something. Chu Shizi has hemophobia. When I went to see him yesterday, he fainted."

"..."

Fang Yao was speechless.

Fan Chen couldn't help smiling, and held her hand even tighter, "Besides, Prince Chu was invited by me, so I naturally want to protect his safety. The slogan on Qingjun's side... I'd better come in person."

"what……"

Fang Yao was stunned for a moment, and soon understood the meaning of Fan Chen's words.

Most of the "Qing Emperor's side" that caused a sensation in ancient times were mostly rebellious guises to sell dog meat.

Strange to say, Emperor Daxiang had few heirs and few sons.

Daxiang is even more so now, the emperor, who has been in power for 26 years, except for Fan Chen, who has not yet announced his identity, and only three daughters left.

The other male babies were all aborted in the womb, and none of them were born successfully.

This incident was also used by the rebels as an argument that Daxiang would be destroyed.

Fang Yao had serious doubts, and had something to do with the national teacher.

She quietly squinted at Fan Chen, and asked softly: "Then what if the emperor really lets you succeed?"

Fan Chen asked back: "What do you think?"

What does she think?
Fang Yao fell silent.

Her ideal is to earn money and enjoy life, she doesn't want to be trapped in the palace, let alone live in such a bad situation as competing with other women for men.

She didn't think about it before, but when the emperor was rescued last night, the other party mentioned that she wanted to take this opportunity to announce Fan Chen's identity.

She vaguely felt that the emperor seemed to intend to pass on the throne to him.

After getting along for half a year, Fang Yao can feel that Fan Chen, who looks reckless and coquettish on the outside, actually cares about the country and the people in his heart.

A man like him will be a good emperor in the future.

She didn't want and couldn't bear to become his stumbling block.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Even though they haven't stayed together yet, Fang Yao feels that her whole body is empty, her nose, throat, and even her heart are all sour.

She took out the jade pendant from her close pocket, put it on the small table, gently pushed it in front of Fan Chen, licked her chapped lips, and said with difficulty: "I don't want to be a queen."

"Yaoyao..." Fan Chen's face changed slightly, "Don't tell me, you want to be the emperor?"

"..."

Fang Yao couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, covered Fan Chen's mouth with red eyes, and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, if someone listens to it, you really think I'm up to something!"

Fan Chen squeezed a smile, held her hand tighter, and said with a very serious expression: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to be a queen, it's pretty good to be a queen mother."

"Ok?"

Fang Yao looked bewildered.

Fan Chen put her hand on his lips and kissed it quickly, a few strange red clouds appeared on the cheeks of his pale handsome face, and continued: "The emperor is still young, and he will definitely wait until his grandson grows up..."

"..."

Fang Yao suddenly realized what she wanted to say.

But Fan Chen's face collapsed, and he stuffed the jade pendant on the small table into her hand, "I don't care, you clearly promised that if you take my jade pendant, you will be mine, and you can't go back on your word."

Her conditioned reflex wanted to push her away, but at the next moment, Fan Chen suddenly hugged her, put his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Well, don't move, what can I say next time, let me hug... a little Just fine."

There was a little fatigue and weakness in his voice, and Fang Yao's body froze immediately.

This "one click" was a bit long, until the carriage stopped, and she heard murmurs that were not clear in her ears.

"what?"

She turned her face away.

Fan Chen's perfect handsome face is close at hand, he has fallen asleep, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes look very cute and gentle at this moment.

He murmured unconsciously: "Well, you want to be a couple for the rest of your life, I can do it..."