CHAPTER XXXVIII
It is extremely dangerous to sit on the wall and wait for rescuers. Seeing that the women under his feet were gathering more and more, Lu Fufeng had to stand on the wall and look in all directions.
"Your Highness, you can leave Xian'er and go first." Fang Xian kicked away the woman who was grabbing his foot in horror and shouted at Lu Fufeng. He knew that with King Sui's martial arts, it was not difficult to get out of this group of untouchables, and it was rare that he would not hurt his Fang Xian's life and not embarrass the untouchables below.
Whoever lets him be in the family will settle accounts after the autumn.
"Leave you behind, what will happen to the Suiwang Mansion in this hall?" As soon as Fang Xian's words fell, he found that he was being carried by Lu Fufeng by the collar and walking quickly on the eaves.
"Miss, look, His Royal Highness King Sui is there!"
As soon as Lu Fufeng moved, he heard an old voice.
"Then you won't save it?" Lu Fuyun looked at the figure carrying Fang Xian on the eaves, her brows furrowed, she never thought that Fang Xian was also so good at causing trouble.
"Don't you wait for the Holy Lord and Childe to come over?" Cui Quan, the housekeeper of Cui Mansion, looked at his young lady, and then looked at the nursing home behind him, and did not dare to act rashly, "Gongzi said that the saint doesn't like others to steal her limelight, and the young lady has a bright future, so don't delay King Sui." β
"Cui Bo, do you think the Holy Lord would prefer to appreciate a scholar who is submissive?" Responding to Cui Quan without being salty, Lu Fuyun turned his eyes to look at the guards who were following him, and said, "Cui Yan, you will be responsible for answering Miss Ben later, just take care of Fang Gongzi." β
With that, on tiptoe, he walked towards the center of the crowd.
Cui Yan saw that his master moved, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately drew his sword and followed behind Lu Fuyun, going deep alone.
"Your Highness." Lu Fufeng was suddenly grabbed from behind by someone holding Fang Xian's hand, Lu Fufeng instinctively looked back, but saw a radiant face.
"You are" Lu Fufeng secretly felt that the person in front of him was familiar, but he couldn't name it.
"The courtier's masterpiece Cui Jing." Glancing at Fang Xian, who was escorted by Cui Yan to the periphery of the untouchables, Lu Fuyun solemnly saluted Lu Fufeng on the eaves, "Ask Sui Wang'an." β
"Choi?" Lu Fufeng stared at Cui Jing for a moment, and was about to speak, but found that there was a black spot behind Cui Jing.
Knowing that it was too late to remind her, Lu Fufeng reached out and grabbed Lu Fuyun's waist, took a few steps back, and took her to dodge a flying sickle.
"It's not the busy farming season lately, how can there be so many refugees?" Looking at the sickle that fell into the courtyard, Lu Fufeng protected Lu Fuyun and shuttled on the roof of the Suiwang Mansion.
Staring at Lu Fufeng's collar for a moment, Lu Fuyun said to Lu Fufeng with a cold face about the origin of the untouchables, "Maybe it's because of the flood...... Or, the battle of Yunjiang hurt Chen Guo's vitality. β
She actually doesn't like to be carried by Fufeng at all.
"That ......" didn't notice the dissatisfaction of the woman in his arms, Lu Fufeng took Lu Fuyun to the highest point of Suiwang Mansion with a smile.
"I'm safe standing here."
"Really?" Lu Fuyun was about to ask Lu Fufeng why these people came to Suiwang's Mansion, but he caught a glimpse of the officers and soldiers. Since the officers and soldiers are coming, presumably Lu Fusang is also about to arrive. Thinking that he is now the daughter of the Cui family, Lu Fuyun doesn't want to make trouble, "Since it is stable, I am tired of His Highness putting down the courtiers." β
The tone of neither humility nor arrogance made Lu Fufeng look at the woman in his arms a few more times.
"Isn't it good to let the main hall hold it?" Lu Fufeng squinted at Cui Jing with a ghostly expression, and she remembered who this woman was.
"Erya, why do you want to come back?"
"Uh......" Listening to Fufeng call himself Erya, Lu Fuyun's brows frowned, 'Erya' is just a casual nonsense name, but he doesn't want to please Fufeng like this. But this is not the time to wrestle with names.
Lu Fuyun pondered for a moment, and met Lu Fufeng's sight, "Worrying about the king's affairs, dare to ......"
Before Lu Fuyun finished speaking, he heard a reprimand from behind him, "What are you doing?" β
"Imperial sister?" Seeing Lu Fusang standing in the middle of the street in civilian clothes, Lu Fufeng couldn't help but tighten his grip on Lu Fuyun's hand and raised his eyebrows, "As you can see." β
"Cui Shangshu, is this your family's tutor?" Lu Fusang looked at the woman who was held in Lu Fufeng's arms, and looked at Cui Shangshu who was following behind him, she and Cui Lin had made an appointment to go to Cui's Mansion to see his newly returned eldest sister, but they didn't want to be shocked to hear that there were untouchables in Cui's Mansion as soon as they entered Cui's Mansion, which ruined the tranquility of Suiwang's Mansion.
"This ......" Lu Fusang spoke, and Cui Shangshu, who was following her, turned white in an instant, "The minister and the goddess should not ...... Minister...... The minister is guilty ......"
"Since my mother knows that she is wrong, she should not let Sister Ah come down from the eaves ......" Seeing that Lu Fusang's face was not good, Cui Lin, who was standing beside Lu Fusang, hurriedly pushed Cui Shangshu.
"Ah...... It's ......" Cui Lin moved, Cui Shangshu immediately broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that it was his daughter who was standing on the eaves, and he had committed a holy taboo, so he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the eaves where Lu Fuyun was standing, "Jing'er!" Jing'er! Come down! Come down! β
"Your mother called you!" Looking at the round figure under the eaves, Lu Fufeng couldn't help but smile, "Your mother was born round, but you were born handsome." β
"Jingzi is different from my mother." Even if Lu Fuyun turned his back to Cui Shangshu, he could still come up with her panting appearance. After all, when she knew Cui Jing, Cui Jing was also naΓ―ve.
"Your bones are like those of the royal sister of the main hall." Lu Fufeng squinted at Cui Jing, and then at Cui Shangshu who was running below, "It's not like the woman below." β
"Huh?" Lu Fufeng's casual words made Lu Fuyun's heart mixed with joy, happy that Fufeng seemed to have signs of recognizing her this time, and worried that this was really not the time to say it, "Your Highness, isn't it good to touch the bones?" β
"No, it won't." But she had an X-ray-like conversion program in her original system, and she could also look at the bones if she needed to.
Seeing that Lu Fufeng fell into deep thought, Lu Fuyun immediately approached Lu Fufeng's ears and said half-truthfully, "The world says that the eldest daughter of Yao Mansion and the second princess have similar faces, I don't know that Jing and the eldest daughter of Yao Mansion look more like the second princess?" β
"Are you with Lingyun?" Lu Fufeng saw the banter from Lu Fuyun's sight, and knew that she was just embarrassing herself, but she still thought seriously for a moment.
"Not like that." Lu Fufeng compared the faces of the three of them in his mind for a long time and gave a reply, "But the outlines seem to be extremely similar." β
"What is a silhouette?" Lu Fuyun raised her eyebrows when she heard this, she didn't expect Lu Fufeng to give such an answer, "Didn't Your Highness just say that the scene is like the second princess?" β
"How do you know it's the Second Princess?" Lu Fufeng didn't know why the woman in his arms suddenly became so concerned about her appearance, "Is it important to look like the second princess?" β
"Important." Lu Fuyun deliberately lowered his voice.
"Why?" Lu Fufeng frowned. She didn't want to believe that her analyzer had failed to see a lesion in a low-end lifeform.
"Because Jing found out that Jing and His Second Highness had the same disease." Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fufeng lightly.
"Huh?" Receiving the message that Lu Fuyunsheng had nothing to love, a little smile appeared on Lu Fufeng's face, "When the main hall rescued you yesterday, I found that you had no other disease except for the sword wound on your waist. β
"Isn't Your Highness not a doctor of healing?" Lu Fuyun pretended to be puzzled.
"Well, it won't." Lu Fufeng nodded seriously. Checking the pulse, screening herbs, and recognizing acupuncture points, she doesn't know anything. Xingnian does not need medical skills, and every qiΔ pathogen is completed by mechanical intelligent scanning.
"Hehehe." Lu Fuyun looked at Lu Fufeng's serious appearance, and chuckled, "Then for the sake of His Highness's lack of medical skills, Jing will tell His Highness what illness Jing has." β
"Huh?" Lu Fufeng was a little curious about what diseases the analyzer couldn't scan.
"Jing, who has been sick for a long time, is called Acacia." Lu Fuyun stretched out his hand to hold Lu Fufeng's neck, making it look like he was about to fall. And Lu Fufeng naturally followed Lu Fuyun's movements and changed to a more comfortable position.
"Huh?" Looking at the posture analysis result on the analyzer that the posture analysis result was 'princess hug', Lu Fufeng frowned, she obviously asked the analyzer to analyze 'lovesickness'.
"Your Highness, Jing Mujun has been around for a long time. Don't you understand the meaning of the scene? Seeing that Lu Fufeng frowned, the strength in Lu Fuyun's hand increased a little, and she didn't mind ruining the reputation of the two of them in one breath in front of the public. The last time she was pseudo Lingyun, because Lingyun had in-laws, she married two husbands for her, this time pseudo Cui Jing, what to say, Lu Fuyun is willing to do that kind of stupid thing again. Fortunately, Cui Jing is not in Chendu all the year round, and there is nothing good about him.
"Oh." Lu Fufeng heard that Cui Jingyan liked her, and Lu Fuyun's face suddenly flashed in front of him, and the expression of that face was exactly the same as Cui Jing's. Isn't it true that the ancients complained about the same face?
Lu Fufeng looked at the 'polite rejection entry' provided on the analyzer and said word by word, "Thank you." You're a good guy. β
"......" As soon as the 'good person' entered Lu Fuyun's ears, her eyes suddenly had a cold light, although Fufeng didn't say much, she knew that she was rejected by Fufeng again. However, this kind of rejection of Cheng dΓΉ...... It's really a little trick to carve insects.
Lu Fuyun listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, pretending not to understand Lu Fufeng's meaning, and whispered directly, "So His Highness is willing to ...... with Jing."
"Nope." Lu Fufeng looked at the people under the eaves who were getting closer and closer, and his eyes were a little colder, "There are people in this hall who admire." She's down there. β
"Huh?" Lu Fuyun reluctantly turned back, but saw that Yueru was already standing behind him.
"The master still doesn't have to joke. The saint has been watching from the sidelines for a long time. β
Seeing Lu Fufeng hugging Lu Fuyun, a cold light flashed in Yueru's eyes. After following her master for so long, she knew that the master was talking about Yao Lingyun, who had already entered the ground. But she wasn't going to tell the truth.
"Then we can go down." Lu Fufeng looked at Yueru, who was in a hurry to come, and smiled naturally.
"Wait...... There are many people under the eaves, and there are many miscellaneous ......" Yueru saw that Lu Fufeng was about to jump down when he raised his feet, and couldn't help but stop, "Master, you might as well put Miss Cui down first." β
"Huh?" Lu Fufeng raised his eyes to look at the homeless people who were escorted by officers and soldiers, and then at Lu Fusang who was standing under the eaves, and bowed his head to Lu Fuyundao, "Can you jump?" β
"Hmm......" Lu Fuyun followed Lu Fufeng's line of sight, poked his probe out, and when he found that Lu Fusang was standing under the eaves, he immediately withdrew from Lu Fufeng's arms and said in a low voice, "No." β
"Oh." Lu Fufeng heard that Lu Fuyun couldn't do it, and he didn't suspect him, so he immediately grabbed Lu Fuyun's hand and jumped down towards the eaves, "Be careful." Do not let go of the hands of the main hall. β