"Bang!" Ye Fusang didn't give the bustard's father a chance to speak, kicked open the door, and saw the man hanging in the room again, scarred, his hair mixed with blood and sweat sticking to his body, his head hanging, and he seemed to be unconscious.

"Childe!" Autumn leaves looked at Lan Qian, who was hanging high and had nothing on her body, tears flowed out of her eyes, and her trembling hands covered her mouth tightly.

"Who?" The two angry women shouted angrily, turned their heads and looked Ye Fusang up and down, seeing that she was dressed luxuriously and the materials were exquisite, the two glanced at each other, and came over with a hippie smile, "The girl can't wait, right?" If you want to play with our sisters, you can also give the money first. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

The corners of Ye Fusang's mouth were slightly hooked, his smile was bright and moving, but the bottom of his eyes was bottomless ice, "Yes, I can't wait." A cool voice without a little temperature sounded softly from Ye Fusang's mouth, "I can't wait for you to go to hell." As he spoke, Ye Fusang raised his hand and saw that the two of them had fallen in a pool of blood.

Ye Fusang threw out the blood-stained dagger in his hand and cut the rope that hung Lan Qian, Ye Fusang jumped over, caught Lan Qian's body, carefully hugged him and sat down, carefully untied the knot on his wrist, angrily threw the rope aside, wrapped him tightly in his robe and hugged him horizontally, and walked out of the door.

"Girl, I don't care how you want to play with him, but you can't take people away!" The bustard's father stopped in front of Ye Fusang, "The girl took someone away, I can't explain it to the fourth princess." ”

Ye Fusang squinted at him, his smile was no longer smiling, and he said coldly, "Hmph, you let Feng Ming come to the county lord, the county lord is waiting for you at any time." ”

Ye Fusang dropped this sentence and walked out of the filthy Huamanlou with Lan Qian in his arms, but the bustard's father fell to the ground because of her self-profess...... Shicai's cold gaze made him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart......

In the entire Fengtian Dynasty, is there a second county lord?

Ye Fusang hired a carriage and hugged Lan Qian, his appearance at this time was really not suitable for horseback riding, as soon as he got into the carriage, Qiu Ye couldn't help but kneel and sit up, and when he saw Lan Qian in Ye Fusang's arms, tears just slipped down, choking up, "Childe." ”

Ye Fusang untied his robe, carefully examined it, looked at the deep and shallow scars on his body, his heart stinged, she pulled up the robe again, she brushed away the scattered hair on his face, revealing a somewhat pale, but still beautiful face, and hugged him fiercely into her arms.

This time, she knew that she couldn't let him go again; Perhaps, as early as a long time ago, he was able to touch her heart, because of the sensitivity of his identity, she chose to avoid, chose to ignore, chose to turn a blind eye, and hurt this man again and again, because he always had a heartless, indifferent smile on his face, she thought that he was not in pain, he did not feel it, so she became more and more unaware of the stimulation of him, but forgot that he is also a human being, a man, and he also needs to be cared for and loved.

And he paid such a price, if he had known that it would have been like this, if he had known that it would have been like this......

Ye Fusang meditated in his heart, but he also understood that there was no if, no early knowledge, it was her fault, it was all her fault......

The carriage drove into the county lord's mansion unimpeded, Ye Fusang got out of the carriage, and went directly into Shang Mo's room with Lan Qian, who was breathing weakly, and saw Ye Fusang come in with a scared face, holding a dying man on his body, Shang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the black cherry blossoms under the mask flashed briskly. Shang Mo shook his head and held back his physical discomfort to greet him.

"What's wrong with him?" He had seen the man, in Fuso's room.

Ye Fusang carefully put Lan Qian on the bed and held Shang Mo's hand tightly, "Shang Mo, save him, you save him......"

Shang Mo nodded indifferently.

"How is he?" Ye Fusang watched Shang Mo diagnose Lan Qian's pulse, pulled open his robe, checked his wound for him, and asked worriedly behind him.

"It's all flesh wounds, some infections, but he doesn't seem to have eaten for a long time, and his body is very weak." Shang Mo instructed the waiter to prepare hot water and cloth towels. Ye Fusang helped Shang Mo clean up Lan Qian's wounds, wiped the blood stains on his body, and finally watched Shang Mo give him good medicine, only then did he breathe softly, and his heart was slightly relieved.

She lowered her head and gently followed the blue silk like a waterfall, he in her memory was always so charming and bewitching, he always looked glamorous in front of people, how could he bear that he was full of filth.

Qiu Ye cried and cried to bring hot water, half-squatted on Ye Fusang's side, put an empty basin underneath, scooped up warm water with a wooden spoon, and helped Ye Fusang clean Lan Qian's long hair, he watched Ye Fusang's fingers gently wash Lan Qian's hair, the warmth in her eyes made him smile uncontrollably, I hope that this time, Childe can get the happiness he wants.

After washing, Ye Fusang wiped his hair dry with a dry cloth towel, then carried him back to his dormitory, placed him on the bed to sleep, and ordered the little waiter to come in and wait, use warm water to adjust the medicine given by Shang Mo, and feed him little by little.

Ye Fusang came to the main hall, all the beautiful men were already waiting, Ye Fusang looked at them, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, just said, "Let's eat." ”

"Bang!" Sakura Jixi threw the bowl in his hand on the table, made a dull sound, and strode over, just when Ye Fusang thought he would give himself a palm, he lifted Ye Fusang's hand, and his fingertips gently rested on Ye Fusang's pulse, and then, as if he found that there was no big problem, he dropped Ye Fusang's hand in anger, "Shameless woman!" ”

With a hateful low curse, Sakura Jixi turned around and served a bowl of soup to Ye Fusang.

Ye Fusang looked up at Sakura Jixi, who looked awkward, and chuckled, smiling softly, but Sakura Jixi's face turned red instantly, and he glanced at a few men around him uncomfortably, and snorted coldly, "Shameless woman, don't think about it, I just want to try the latest medicine to see if I can get rid of your impulsiveness!" ”

Ye Fusang didn't speak, just smiled helplessly, and after drinking the soup, Ye Fusang stood up, his eyes full of apologetic glances at them, "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

"County Lord!" As soon as Shiyin was about to come forward, he saw Xi Zhao smashing into Ye Fusang's arms like the wind, hugging Ye Fusang tightly with both arms, rubbing against Ye Fusang's chest, and constantly coquettish.

The waiter stood in place angrily, staring at the waiter with annoyed eyes, why, why was he preempted every time?

Seeing the displeasure of the waiter in his eyes, Ye Fusang chuckled lightly and rubbed the top of Xi Chao's head, "Be good, I will never leave you in the future." ”

Ye Fusang looked at the beautiful men with rare sensationalism, a pair of eyes swept over everyone one by one, Ye Fusang's eyes were too hot, it was simply unbearable.

"Who worries about you, it's really self-inflicted!"

A rare peace for several beautiful men, a rare "common hatred". Ye Fusang swore that she had never seen them so neat before, and the faces with different postures agreed to glow a little crimson, and they spit out a word unforgivingly, and they withdrew from the room one after another.

In an instant, the entire dining room fell silent, and only Shang Mo stood alone, holding the table with one hand, looking very painful.

Ye Fusang frowned slightly, walked over, and stroked Shang Mo's back with his hand worriedly, "Shang Mo, you, where is it uncomfortable?" ”

Hearing this, Shang Mo's cloudy eyes shook for a moment, and then, he turned into the cold as ice as before, straightened up slightly, Shang Mo glanced at Ye Fusang, "It's nothing, the county lord continues to resist the decree." Feng Yun threw out a sentence lightly, and Shang Mo also walked out of the house.

The corners of Ye Fusang's mouth twitched fiercely, knowing that he had really scared them this time, otherwise, they would not have been like this.

On this day, Ye Fusang had just come back from the court, and the little attendant who was waiting for Lan Qian hurriedly ran over, Ye Fusang frowned slightly, these days, every time she went to see this man, he was sleeping, Ye Fusang knew that he didn't want to see her, so he always pretended to sleep when she went, and over time, Ye Fusang didn't go, just wanted to tell him to calm down.

And now, this little waiter came in a hurry, which means that Lan Qian must have something to do.

"County Lord, Lan Qiangongzi ...... Drunk......" The little waiter looked at Ye Fusang timidly, and said a little hesitantly.

"Drunk?" Ye Fusang raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and walked towards his bedroom, this man, do you have to treat yourself like this? She thought he would only drink for a day or two, who knows......

"Where did he get his wine?"

"Akiba went out and bought it for him." The little waiter trotted closely behind Ye Fusang, and entered the dormitory after a while.

Ye Fusang had just stepped into the main hall when he heard Qiu Ye's pleading, "Childe, stop drinking." ”

Ye Fusang walked into the inner room, his nose was filled with a strong aroma of wine, and he saw Lan Qian in the room raising a glass with one hand, hooking the wine jug in a circle with the other, dodging Qiu Ye's hand to intercept the wine glass, his steps were frivolous, his body was unstable, and there were several empty pots upside down on the carpet on the side, he actually drank so much?

Ye Fusang stepped forward and snatched the wine glass from his hand, which happened to meet his turned body, and those soul-hooking eyes were drunk and seducent at the moment......

Lan Qian suddenly faced her, stunned, and tried hard to arouse a smile, "Yo, who is this?" I'm not drunk. ”

Ye Fusang looked at him steadily, without saying a word, without laughing or being angry, watching him take a step back, bend his knees, and finally couldn't help but hold his elbows, kneeling with his strength, his knees must be injured.

"Untouchable Lan Qian visits the county lord, the county lord Jin An, Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!" His body swayed and broke free from Ye Fusang's support, leaned down and bowed, and the whole person fell to the ground softly, in an extremely humble posture