Fang Xiaoyu's understatement was still a big blow to Ye Shucheng.

Sang Yi has always been his personal guard, inseparable and carried with him for many years. But it is not a pleasant thing to be knocked to the ground and even unable to move in such a simple and direct way.

Especially at this moment, Fang Xiaoyu's gentle smile in the face of Fang Haozhi was compared with the impatience on his face when facing him, which made Ye Shucheng, who had always thought that he had a sense of superiority as a prince, feel aggrieved in his heart.

"If His Royal Highness King Gong is fine, the courtiers will retire. Haozhi has injuries on his body, and he must be treated in time. Also, the plague is rampant outside, and it is better for His Royal Highness King Gong to go out less, what if he is infected with the plague and dies? Fang Xiaoyu's tone as if nothing had happened made Ye Shucheng's heart panic. Especially the last seemingly kind reminder, how it sounds like a vicious curse.

But Fang Xiaoyu didn't take it before he could finish speaking, and when he finished speaking, he glanced at a certain guard who was curled up and rolling somewhere, and said with a sad smile: "What's more, there seems to be a person here who needs a doctor more than Haozhi." Besides, His Royal Highness King Gong had to be given time to dispose of the corpse. ”

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Ye Shucheng with a look of 'you know', Ye Shucheng still looked smiling on the surface, but in his heart, he had already dragged Fang Xiaoyu out to feed the dog.

This woman trampled on his dignity as a prince like this, if it weren't for the dragon chair, he would never swallow his anger and let her go today.

But now is not the time. He needs Fang Jianzhang's support, so he wants Fang Xiaoyu to be his wife, and after he gets what he wants, a woman like Fang Xiaoyu, no matter how beautiful she looks and how talented she is, must die!

Fang Xiaoyu's back was getting farther and farther away, accompanied by Fang Haozhi's look of adoration, what was left for Ye Shucheng was the urge to kill.

Stealing chickens does not become a counter-erosion of rice. At the same time, he also moved a stone and shot himself in the foot.

I thought that women were afraid of being tarnished, so even if they risked their reputation, they had to use this to promote the progress between him and Fang Xiaoyu. But I never thought that this woman was so strong that she would rather burn the jade than compromise at all.

He always thought that even if these women prayed to God and worshiped Buddha on weekdays, they really had to face the dilemma of needing to become a monk. There will be hesitation or compromise. Knowing that the other party is the person he hates to the core, but when it comes to the reputation of chastity, even the most fierce woman has to be softer, he never thought that he underestimated this joke, and the other party was not afraid of it at all. On the contrary, he used his own way to govern others, and used this matter to threaten him.

At that time, Fang Xiaoyu's expression was really calm as usual, without the slightest panic and nervousness, and it didn't seem to be a disguise at all. At that moment, he really gave birth to this woman's unshakable feeling, in addition to the resentment of the shattered plan, it was also the climb of Fang Xiaoyu's fierce female conquest.

He made up his mind to marry this woman. The more difficult it is to obtain, the more accomplished it will be after you get it.

Since the soft ones don't work, let's come with the hard ones. And he did not believe. This woman will not have the slightest weakness. He didn't believe that this woman dared to use the entire Zhenyuan General's Mansion to confront the imperial power!

Ye Shucheng snorted and frowned at Lu Nong, who was no longer breathing, and a pity flashed in his eyes. But that's about it.

It's just a maid. Even if she has been pampered by him, in the final analysis, she is just a bed warmer.

If it weren't for her good looks and some handsome kung fu, he wouldn't have taken her with him often. He is a dignified son, his mother is a concubine of the dynasty, his grandfather is still Zhou Xiang, such a prominent status, what kind of woman he can't get. And why be sad for a subordinate?

It's just a pity. If I want to find a handsome maid to serve him closely, it will take another lot of effort.

Thinking like this, Ye Shucheng began to have a headache for Fang Xiaoyu's unpredictable kung fu. He really underestimated Fang Xiaoyu.

In the past, he didn't like her because this Fang Xiaoyu was almost completely woody. No matter who she met, she didn't want her to show a little of the rest of her expression.

In the whole capital, she doesn't buy anyone's account. Although he had not been in direct contact with him, many of his people had already eaten the woman's nails.

He sometimes wondered if even if her father was gone, she would make such a wooden expression to greet her, after all, she was probably really a piece of wood. Or maybe you have some kind of illness that you can't change your facial expressions.

Suddenly, she changed overnight, not only became more vigorous and resolute, but also much brighter than before. It's just that this kind of bright and radiant person really can't make people more pleasant, and he suddenly found that since Fang Xiaoyu changed, he has never bargained in front of her.

Not only that, she didn't know what method she used, but she even dared to show Mei Chunshui a look!

"Before he dies, get up for this king and go to the doctor yourself!" Ye Shucheng looked at Sang Yi and didn't have a good face. As his personal guard, he was so simply left down by a woman, this is forgotten, it is not a sword battle. On the contrary, it was a place that people kicked and rolled, and he still had his face curled up and rolled on the ground?

Sang Yi's heart hurt at the place under his hand at the moment. That Fang Xiaoyu didn't spare any strength at all, and the weight of his feet was simply vicious. He already has a faint premonition that his ability as a man in this life is afraid that it will be over.

But he didn't dare to disobey the orders of the second prince. said he was a personal guard, but in fact he was just a high-level minion. Because the master needs your protection, you will appear more precious than others, but once you fail in what you are best at, you will lose the trust of the master.

It's a shame for him to do this. He was defeated by a woman in such a way, and his master was disgraced, and if he was to be put on a cruel master's line, he would be severely punished when he returned.

It's a pity that he is such a brutal master.

Sang Yi stood up very hard, endured the pain somewhere in his body, and stood respectfully opposite Ye Shucheng with the most loyal expression, waiting for Ye Shucheng's orders.

"Dispose of Lunon's body, don't let anyone know she's dead here!" Ye Shucheng didn't even glance at the woman who had been following him all the time. For Lunon, he may be her heaven and her faith, but for him, he is just a useful minion who has died.

That's the sorrow of being scary. Born inferior. The most commendable thing is nothing more than the word 'loyalty'. However, loyalty does not mean that you will be rewarded with the gratitude and love of the master, and when you are useful, the master may not be stingy with a few words to buy people's hearts, but once it loses its value. It's the garbage that can't be discarded, how sad it is.

But that's fate.

Ye Xici ignored Sang Yi's pain, but his face was gloomy like the pitch-black ink in the painting. He didn't want to stay in the winery for a moment now, because it would remind him of Fang Caifang's sarcastic smile.

It made his heart burn. He urgently needs to go out and blow the cold wind to clear his mind, otherwise he feels that he is about to be suffocated by this sense of grievance!

Ye Xici's early departure made Sang Yi breathe a sigh of relief. Although he knew that there would be severe punishment waiting for him after returning home, his body was really in pain at the moment, and he needed to take a break. But if the second prince is here, how dare he make a mistake, so. Ye Shucheng's departure gave Sang Yi a chance to breathe.

After leaving the Ju Winery, Ye Shucheng got into the exclusive carriage, left slowly, and headed towards the Second Prince's Mansion.

He wanted to take a few steps to blow the wind to clear his mind, but he thought that it was not peaceful in the capital now, and there was still a plague spreading, so he dispelled such an idea.

He didn't expect that there was a pair of eyes staring at him at this moment, and those eyes were full of ridicule and coldness, just like that, watching his carriage slowly leave, and then slowly followed behind him.

The carriage wasn't slow. But it's not fast. When I walked to a remote neighborhood, because of the plague, some populated streets on weekdays were now deserted like ghost streets.

The carriage suddenly stopped here and did not move again, Ye Shucheng in the car suddenly felt a shaking, and then fell silent, his heart was shocked, and he cautiously stretched out his head along the window to take a look, and saw that the horse was swaying from side to side with some anxiety, but the driver of the car was gone.

Ye Shucheng is not a timid person, but he also obviously feels that something is wrong. Knowing that there might be some conspiracy against him being carried out, he secretly scolded himself for why he didn't bring Sang Yi because he was angry, and now he is in danger, how good is this.

At the same time, he was secretly wondering who was so bold. At the foot of the capital, dare to commit murder on the street?

But I waited and waited, but there was no movement. Time seems to stand still, and there is no follow-up.

The unknown is the scariest thing. If you know that there is an enemy in ambush, you will seem less scared because you are prepared, but because the other party has completely failed to move, this waiting process has become a kind of torment.

And because of the plague. The entire capital is depressed like a ghost town, every household is closed, and because he is in this remote neighborhood, there are almost no people on the entire street, which further aggravates Ye Shucheng's psychological burden. Even if you are usually conceited, you will inevitably be a little flustered now.

Staying in the carriage, Ye Shucheng seemed to be able to hear the heartbeat coming from his chest. He felt that this was not the way, and he couldn't just stay endlessly. I'm afraid that the enemy is also trying to scare him, so he doesn't do anything.

He also guessed that after all, this was at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and no matter how bold he was, he would not dare to assassinate the prince on the street. I was afraid that the other party was scaring him in this way, and he was skeptical at the moment if this was Fang Xiaoyu's revenge because he had arrested Fang Haozhi and threatened her.

Thinking like this, Ye Shucheng decided to get off the carriage and take a look.

He tiptoed out, opened a small slit in the curtain of the carriage, looked out with his eyes, and did not seem to find anything wrong, then stretched out half of his head, looked left and right a few times, and suddenly found that the coachman had fainted and was placed on the side of the carriage.

The reason why he knew that the coachman was still alive was because he could clearly see the breath of the other man. So the enemy didn't kill him at all, and he was even more sure that the other party was trying to scare him.

Ye Shucheng let go of his courage, lifted the curtain completely, and his whole head first stretched out to look around, deserted, and there was no trace of anyone. Immediately, he leaned out of the car, and did not feel the danger, so he wanted to get out of the carriage to find out.

But who knew that suddenly a sack fell from the sky and buckled straight on his head, followed by severe pain in his body. He could feel someone's feet stomping on him hard, without any strength left, and he was about to vomit out the sour water that kicked him.

He wanted to take off the sack to see who dared to treat him like this, but his hands were roughly tied up with thick ropes, and then he felt as if someone had kicked him in the head, although not very hard, he still felt dizzy and his eyes were shining.

I don't know when this kind of beating will stop, Ye Shucheng only feels that there seems to be no good meat left on his body, and it hurts badly from head to toe.

The rope on his hand was not untied, but it seemed to have loosened a little. He struggled hard and cursed loudly, but the other party didn't make a sound, and he couldn't tell who had hit him.

He suspected in his heart that Fang Xiaoyu did it for revenge, but he had no evidence, and he was at fault first, even if Fang Xiaoyu did it, he would have to eat this dumb loss.

But the Fang Xiaoyu he suspected was actually very wronged.

She really didn't plan to swallow this breath so reluctantly, and she did follow behind Ye Shucheng's carriage, preparing to find a remote place to repair Ye Shucheng well, and feed him some laxatives or something by the way, at least let him pull for three days and three nights, and let him taste the taste of offending her.

But before she could do anything, she saw someone first knock the coachman unconscious, and then lurked behind the carriage for a long time and did not move.

Just when she was wondering who the other party was and why she made a move, Ye Shucheng was beaten up with a sack on his head as soon as he got out of the carriage.

Fang Xiaoyu suddenly felt relieved.

Let this guy always pretend to be elegant in front of people on weekdays, but he has a bad stomach behind people. Now that someone has beaten him, Fang Xiaoyu feels that he is as relieved as he beat him.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at it and laughed. That smile is as bright as the sunshine that appears after the rain, which makes people feel comfortable when they see it.

After those people beat people, they clapped their hands and left, leaving Ye Shucheng to lie on the ground and wriggle around like a caterpillar.

Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Ye Shucheng sympathetically, then looked at the departing beaters, thought about it, and silently followed.

She had no ill will towards these people. However, she wanted to see which master was the one who beat Ye Shucheng on the street.

She would silently thank him. (To be continued.) )

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