Gu Yunfan's anger did not subside, he kept shaking his sore hand, and muttered in his mouth: "In the past, there was Li Taibai who couldn't get on the boat when the Son of Heaven called, and now there is Gu Yunfan who beats the Son of Heaven." ”

Seeing that Gu Yunfan's hand was so red and swollen, Fu'an cried out, "Gu Gongzi, what's wrong with your hand?" Got into a fight? ”

When Gu Yunfan heard Fu'an's loud voice, he hurriedly shushed and said, "Whoever let him bully Wan'er like that, this son has to teach him a good lesson, and let him know that our Wan'er is not blindly bullying him." ”

Fu'an's eyes widened, covered his mouth with his hand, and said, "You... You... Hit him. You actually hit him... You know, he's the emperor..."

Gu Yunfan said disdainfully: "So what, who let him bully Juan'er." Hitting him was already light. ”

Then he advised: "Don't tell Wan'er about this, lest she worry." ”

Fu'an smiled slyly: "The slave still knows this point. ”

Ye Juan leaned on the soft pillow, and the words outside fell into his ears word for word.

There was still a trace of worry in his heart, listening to what Brother Yun Fan meant, Sima Lie didn't fight back, otherwise with Brother Yun Fan's skills, where would he be Sima Lie's opponent? So is he seriously injured?

Ye Juan shook his head, wanting to get rid of this meaningless concern, he was the murderer of the master, how could he have such an idea?

Ye Juan hated this feeling, and at the moment she just wanted to hide far away.

The jade hand caressed the flat abdomen, and a trace of sweetness flowed in his heart.

"Let go of me... You let go of me..."The hermit shouted with red eyes.

Fu'an almost completely hung on the hermit's body, and begged bitterly: "Hermitage, calm down... Can you calm down..."

"How calm am I, the young master is dead, and I am going to avenge him. Even if I fight to the death, I will avenge the young master. The hermit roared as he gasped.

"What about me? What should I do if you die? Is it in your heart that you have never put me in your future plans..."Fu An shouted through tears.

When the hermit saw Fu'an's crying pear blossoms with rain, he immediately panicked, and said helplessly: "Fu'an, I... I... I don't mean that, I just want to avenge my master, and when I get revenge, I'll take you away and fly high, okay? ”

Fu'an looked up at the hermit with a serious face, and slammed his pink fist on the hermit's chest and said, "Do you know that it was the current saint who killed Master Qingyou, how can you take revenge?" Can't you take revenge for the rest of your life, and do you want me to wait for you for the rest of your life? Or do you want me to be a widow for you? ”

Yin Xiu was speechless for a while, and grabbed Fu'an's jade hand and said: "Fu'an, the life of me and Yin Yi was given by the young master, so I must avenge this revenge, no matter how difficult it is, no matter who that person is?" Fu'an, I..."

Fu An withdrew his hand from the hermit's hand, slowly took a step back, and said, "So you'd rather abandon me, wouldn't you?" Hermitage, I hate you, I hate you..."

Looking at Fu'an's figure running away, the hermitage's arm slowly hung down, and the green tendons on his hands were exposed.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma, so even if he loves Fu'an deeply, he chooses to let her hold a grudge for a lifetime rather than wait for her to keep a promise that she can't see clearly.

If you go to take revenge, there is no chance of survival.

Fu'an originally wanted to run back to his house and cry, but when he thought that Yin Yi was there, he stuffed his head and ran to the main house to find a corner, secretly sad.

Fu'an shrank in the corner, his back against the wall, and the whole person shrunk into a small ball, and he really couldn't see it if he didn't pay attention.

Ye Juan leaned down lightly and hugged Fu'an into his arms, only hugging her tightly.

Fu'an's originally suppressed cry suddenly fell apart when his jaw touched Ye Wan's soft and thin shoulders, and he cried loudly.

This cry is crying in the dark. I want to turn all the water in my body into tears and get rid of my body.

"Miss, he's a bastard, a big bastard, a rotten egg, a hard, smelly rotten stone." Fu'an choked up and scolded.

Ye Wan said: "Then such a person, why do you like it?" ”

"But Miss, apart from his young master, he has never had me in his heart." Fu'an held his mouth and said aggrievedly.

Ye Juan said softly: "You don't know, we all thought that when you died, how sad the hermit was. I often sit on the roof alone and secretly wipe my tears. It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because they haven't reached the sad place. You can see his affection for you. ”

Fu'an muttered, "Really? ”

Ye Juan nodded and said, "If you don't believe it, you go and ask Yinyi." ”

Fu'an thought for a while and said, "I won't ask, their brother and sister are in cahoots, and they will definitely join forces to bully me, an outsider." ”

Ye Juan made a rare joke: "How could it be? You will be a hidden sister-in-law in the future, as the saying goes, the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, and she will not dare to embarrass you. ”

Fu'an blushed with shame and said in a low voice: "Then please let Miss decide everything." ”

"Have you figured it out?" Ye Juan asked.

Fu'an nodded. In the end, he was the enemy in the previous life, and he will come back in this life.

Ye Juan suddenly felt a little envious of Fu'an, such a dare to love and hate, such a comfortable life, and a happy life.

When Ye Juan went to find the hermit, the hermit had already put on his night clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, and had a heroic expression that a strong man would never return.

"The master told me in prison, and he asked me to tell you to live well and live your own life. There is no need to make any unnecessary sacrifices for him. Otherwise, he will not be blinded. In addition, Fu'an will change into a wedding dress tomorrow, and wait for you to pick her up, and it is best if you come. If you don't come, what you're waiting for is Fu'an's body, think about it yourself. After Ye Juan finished speaking, he turned around and left, without stopping for a moment.

The sword in the hermitage cultivator's hand was held again and again, and finally put it down. In the past, he listened to the young master, and now he still listens to the young master.

Since the young master let him live well, he tried his best to live happily, and also took a look at this stable life for the young master.

In the past, the young master was too bitter, too bitter...

Early the next morning, Yiyunxuan was busy, hanging red lanterns and red satin everywhere, the windows were pasted with festive characters, and the sound of firecrackers outside kept ringing.

Although it is just a formality, it is the same etiquette.

Fu'an was wearing a red wedding dress, and her hair was combed by Ye Juan herself.

and personally helped Fu'an to get married.

When he worshiped the high hall for the second time, he thought that Fu'an and the hermit were both parents who died, so he pulled Ye Juan, the master, to replace him, and the hermit took a leisurely personal thing and put it on the sitting.

The banquet was attended by the people in Yiyun Xuan, and then Ye Mowen and Gu Yunfan.

Although there were not many people, it was rare to be lively, and even Ye Mowen, who had always been steady, was a little drunk, and drank wine with Gu Yunfan.

In the dead of night, looking at the room full of drunken people of different shapes, a gentle smile rose at the corner of Ye Wan's mouth.

Fu'an, be happy.

Everyone, be happy.

Please forgive me, it's really helpless to say goodbye without saying goodbye, how afraid to say goodbye in a moment of sobriety.