Marry the first wife

Fu Yao stood at the door and wiped her eyes, unable to believe that that delicate and graceful figure really appeared again.

However, when I thought about it, something was wrong.

Oh!

She remembered that the territory where Shen Zhaoxian was serving was thousands of miles away from Yizhou, so it was only here that other people had ghosts.

He pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted his chest gently.

"Yao Yao is good, Yaoyao don't cry."

"Yao Yao takes care of herself. Yaoyao must be strong."

After a moment of comfort, Fu Yao continued to walk towards the room.

He pushed the door straight in, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

On the branches of the moon, everything is silent.

Fu Yao was sleeping curled up on the bed. The smell of blood suddenly broke into her nose, and there was a startling sound in her ears, as if something fell to the ground.

It's not light weight yet.

Just when she was conscious but not completely awake, she struggled to get up from the bed to see what it was.

A chill ran down the delicate and white neck, and the sword's edge, as thin as a piece of paper, touched it.

With a jolt, Fu Yao woke up instantly.

Perhaps because she was drunk and emboldened, she opened her eyes wide to see clearly the person on the other side of the bed in the darkness, without any fear at all.

"Who are you?"

The sword edge moved forward, and Fu Yao's neck subconsciously moved back, and she said with a smile: "Hey, you can't hurt me, you bad thing."

A sharp pain hit his hand, and the masked man in black shook his hand. The pain almost made him unable to hold the sword steady.

After a while, he recognized the owner of the house as a drunkard.

The masked man in black covered his bleeding arm with one hand and held a sword against the drunkard in front of him with the other.

It was true that he couldn't hurt this drunkard now.

But in terms of speed alone, Fu Yao's neck is not as fast as his sword.

"who are you?"

Fu Yao stared blankly at the injured man in black in front of her, as if realizing that the man in black would not hurt her, she became even more confident.

To be precise, it's not that the man in black won't hurt her, but that he can't hurt her.

Because the sword had fallen to the ground due to pain, the man in black knelt on his knees.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yao suddenly jumped to the other side of the bed and waved her hands repeatedly, saying: "You don't need to pay such a big courtesy to me."

"A true man, you can cut off your head or bleed, but you can't kneel to me."

"I don't want to lose my life yet."

At the end of the sentence, Fu Yao's voice gradually became weaker. She felt that the man in black's indiscriminate kneeling behavior made her feel particularly aggrieved.

As soon as these words came out, the man in black used his last strength to escape to a safe place.

Now I'm fine, I was knocked unconscious by a fool and a drunkard.

The room became quiet again, and the alcohol in his mind had not completely dissipated, but the disgusting smell was also with him.

The smell of blood immediately reminded Fu Yao of the day when Gu Yu died. There was also such a strong smell of blood.

It goes straight to the tip of the nose, making people unable to hold back tears.

I don’t know what kind of psychology it was due to, but my clear consciousness took over and overcame my sleepiness.

‘Hiss~’

Her eyes welled up with tears, and a sharp pain shot through her arm. She regretted that she shouldn't have pinched herself in this way to wake her up.

It's really a thousand losses to oneself, but no harm to the enemy. The gain outweighs the loss.

Drag the man in black to the bed, find the medicine for bruises that he brought with him, apply it on the wound, and then find a clean cloth to bandage it.

After doing all this, Fu Yao looked back at the jar of wine that came out from Shi Hui.

He rushed up with a quick step and quickly pulled out the wine cork. The mouth of the jar hung upside down and the whole jar of wine poured to the ground in an instant.

She didn't know the identity of the masked man in black, but not everyone could suffer this injury. The wounds were neat, obviously caused by sharp objects.

The man in black can find this place, and those related to him will naturally be able to find this place as well.

Fu Yao didn't want to save him for no reason, but he had already done so much, so there must be an inexplicable fate between the two.

The so-called meeting is fate, and it is reasonable to come to the rescue.

The rich aroma of wine immediately covered up the smell of blood. After the disgusting smell on the tip of her nose disappeared, Fu Yao smiled proudly.

Looking back at the unconscious man in black, he couldn't help but sigh, she is so smart.

'Ha~'

After taking a nap, sleepiness came over me, and I definitely couldn't sleep in bed.

She just found a place for herself and made do with it.

Not long after she fell asleep, four or five masked men in black with knives came to her door, smelling the same smell of alcohol as in Shi Hui's house, even stronger.

I couldn't help but think of the difficulty of dealing with another drunkard not long ago. They looked at each other and turned to leave.

Many years later, Fu Yao was frightened when she thought of what she had done today.

Not to mention what happened to the group of people outside the house, I only talked about whether the person lying inside the house would repay kindness with hatred after waking up.

Slowly opening his eyes, he wanted to raise his hand to rub his sore eyes.

I found that my arms, which had been pillowed all night, were numb and unable to move. After a while, I was able to move my arms a little.

He twisted his neck, his body felt particularly tired, and his head felt bloated and sore.

She felt like she had had a long, long dream, dreaming that a fool was kneeling down towards her for no apparent reason.

At that time, she thought that it was just a dream anyway. She would not die in the dream, nor would she feel any pain, but her neck would feel a little cold.

Not very comfortable.

The breeze slowly awakened the strong aroma of wine, and an empty wine jar rolled beside my feet.

Looking down, he looked confused and didn't understand why there was an empty jar here.

"Sister, sister~"

There was a knock on the door followed by shouting.

"I'm awake, I'll be here soon."

Fu Yao quickly got up and walked to the door, unbolted the door.

A face that was more hideous than a pig's head appeared in front of him. He stepped back suddenly and said in shock: "Who are you?"

"It's me, girl."

A familiar voice sounded in her ears. Fu Yao looked at the person in front of her carefully and said uncertainly: "Sister Shi?"

Shi Hui nodded and said solemnly: "It's me."

The trembling in her heart subsided instantly. Fu Yao took the breakfast from Shi Hui and invited her in.

Looking at the face that was difficult to look at directly in front of her, Fu Yao looked at it for a long time as if she was looking for a familiar face.

"Sister Shi, how did you become like this?"

"Bang~"

It's okay if he doesn't talk about this. Shi Hui gets angry when he talks about it.

"Sister, let me tell you that this inn is not safe at all. A group of thieves came last night."

"When you enter the house, you look around, but you don't know what you're looking for?"

"However, in my opinion, I just want to steal some money. Sister, you also know my temper."

"How can I bear it?"

As he spoke, Shi Hui began to make gestures. His moves were like the wind, and there was a hidden power hidden in them.

"Sister, I have not easily saved some money, hoping to find a son-in-law in the future. These are all what I will use to marry my husband."