Chapter Eighty-Six: Minghua Chapter Sneak attack in the middle of the night
"Mind that, don't you mind? Two big men who haven't started a family have this kind of rumor, how can they find a daughter-in-law in the future? You say yes, right? Shunhua said nonsense.
Just kidding, what can she mind about?
She's just afraid that Dr. Fu will be affected.
"Then Fu understood."
He turned around with a calm face, opened the door again, and went out without looking back.
Shunhua grabbed his sleeve, "Where do you want to go?" If you don't enter, you'll enter the door, and there are rumors that have spread all over the world. ”
"Brother Keyan doesn't mind?" Fu Mujian said with a bitter face.
"What I mind is you, and Master Ben is afraid that you will mind."
Hearing this, Fu Muhibiscus nodded violently like a rabbit recovering his spirits.
looked at her and smiled: "Don't mind, don't mind, Fu doesn't mind at all." ”
Shunhua raised his eyebrows suspiciously, it was really a nail in a man's heart.
"Then don't close the door yet, go to sleep."
Fu Mujin happily closed the door, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, he looked into the distance vigilantly, and closed the door as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Shunhua had already slept obediently on the bed, but she was wrapped in a thick quilt, and she deliberately untied the bell in front of the window, and pulled up a red thread full of bells in the middle of the bed.
"This side is yours, that side is mine, don't cross the line."
Fu Mujin was very puzzled, it was not the first time that they 'slept in the same bed', why was Brother Yan so nervous this time?
"Brother Yan, don't be afraid. Fu won't do anything, and Fu isn't..."
He seems to have broken sleeves, yes.
He likes Brother Yan.
"Isn't it?" Shunhua lay on the bed in a round circle, sticking out half of his head from the quilt to look at him.
"It's okay, let's sleep like this, it's fine."
He tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Before long, Fu Mujin turned off the light, and he didn't hear the familiar sound of breathing, he looked over a little puzzled, only to find that Shun Hua was staring at him vigilantly.
He was a little injured, why would she defend herself like this?
"Brother Yan? Is it that Fu is by your side, so you can't sleep? ”
This question will not be answered by Shunhua himself.
Obviously, in the past ten days and nights, she can sleep next to him with peace of mind, but tonight, she is so nervous that she can't do it, her heart has been pounding, and she can't stop.
She could only mistake this 'heartbeat' for some kind of signal of fear.
"Master Ben can't sleep a little, you... Sleep first? ”
Hearing this, Fu Mujin secretly approached her for a minute, and the tips of the hair on her forehead just touched the bell on the red line, making a pleasant sound.
"Then Fu Mou talked to Brother Yan."
"Okay, you can say it."
The chubby face nodded.
"Brother Yan hasn't married yet, is there another reason?"
Shunhua thought about it, and he had nothing to hide.
"Well, this little master originally had a fingertip as a marriage object, and after waiting for him for sixteen years, he finally talked about marriage, but the other party's mother suddenly didn't want to and chose someone else. Later, Ben Xiaoye had an accident and slept for more than ten years, delaying the marriage. ”
Fu Mujin was stunned, he didn't think that the reason was so tortuous.
However, I was secretly glad in my heart.
Fortunately, there is no one else around Brother Yan.
Shunhua asked softly: "What about you, the boss is not too young, and he is still waiting for your beautiful sister?" ”
Fu Mujin was speechless for a while, but he didn't know how to react.
"Uh...."
"Don't be nervous, you are so good-looking, the person who wants to marry you must come from Wanqiong to Minghua, don't worry about marrying, don't worry about marrying."
Perhaps it was a relaxation, and a wave of sleepiness swept over.
Shunhua dozed off with sleepy eyes.
"Brother Yan, Fu wants to ask you a question?"
She was almost asleep and muttered, "Ask." ”
"Would you be upset if a man liked you?" He asked apprehensively.
"Is there a man who likes me? No, it won't... Pretty good, isn't it? Yes... I'm sleepy..."
After tossing and turning in the carriage for several days, she was so tired that she couldn't do it, and she dedicated every bit of thinking ability to Zhou Gong.
"Really? If he still wants to... What about marrying you? ”
At this time, his heartbeat was about to 'burst' his eardrums, and he took a deep breath, for fear of missing her answer.
"Huh? Marry... I? She opened her lips slightly and muttered, "But I'm not... Everyone... married. ”
Fu Mujin leaned in and asked, "Brother Yan, what did you just say?" ”
At this time, his forehead just touched the red line, making the bell jingle, but Shunhua had already fallen asleep.
"Brother Yan?"
Could she have slept too deeply?
Smelling a familiar smell at the tip of his nose, he looked back vigilantly, and there was actually some green smoke coming in from the door.
"Oh no, someone is smoking!"
Fu Mujin took a step back, jumped slightly, flew onto the hanging beam, and waited quietly for the 'prey' to fall into the trap under the dark sight.
At this point, there was no movement at all.
The people outside, waiting suspiciously, pushed open the door and cautiously entered.
Fu Muhibiscus on the hanging beam looked at the top of his head with cold eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "It's all because of you, so I can't hear Brother Yan's answer." ”
He flashed the silver needles in his hand with his backhand, and the assassin raised his head vigilantly, but it was too late, dozens of silver needles fired at once, hitting more than a dozen of the most painful acupuncture points at the same time, such as Renzhong, Yongquan, Hegu, Tianzong, Fengchi, and Shoulder Well.
All of a sudden, there were terrible noises in the room, alarming the entire Moon Villa, and the man in black trembled in pain on the ground, and his voice was hoarse.
Fu Mujin looked at this scene coldly, and was about to land, when a silver dart flew through the window lattice paper, wiped his hair, and a few strands of green silk fell to the ground lightly.
He frowned, suspecting that there was a master outside.
It was too late, but it was too fast, and more than a dozen silver darts were thrown at the hanging beam at the same time, nailing the corners of his clothes to the hanging beam, and after a while, there was no movement in the room.
The men in black outside rushed in to inspect, only to find that the cantilevers were empty, and only a coat was nailed to it.
The man in black raised the corners of his mouth proudly, thinking to himself, the person on the beam must have left the person on the bed and left.
When I looked back, the person on the bed was gone.
Failed this mission?
A gust of cold wind came in through the window, and the man in black suddenly realized.
It must have been Fang Cai, and the other party took advantage of the chaos to escape through the other window with someone in his arms.
At this time, Fu Mujin was holding Shunhua, who was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping more fragrant than a pig, quietly hiding behind the rockery by the pool.
Fu Mujin took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from her bosom and put it in front of the tip of her nose, circling back and forth.
Shunhua didn't wake up, in the dream, she was surrounded by a refreshing mint aroma, she inhaled vigorously, wanted to smell more, the refreshing smell suddenly became attacking, a spicy and choking mustard smell hit her brain, choking her eyes red and nose pain, tears flowing
"Ahem, ahem... What does this smell like? Good... Whoa..."
"Brother Yan, are you okay?"
He couldn't bear to see her in such pain, but if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to solve the poison of smoke.
Shunhua woke up and asked in a daze: "What did you smell for Master Ben, why do I feel that my nose is out of order and I can't smell anything?" ”
Fu Mujin smiled awkwardly and explained: "This is a mint paste, a rice is stubborn, mixed with mustard seeds, I wanted to throw it away, but I didn't expect it to be of some use." ”
Shunhua grabbed his collar dissatisfiedly, glared at him, and said aggrievedly:
"You disturbed this master's dream in the middle of the night, don't count it, I smelled this, I choked to death, and I cried out of my tears."
Suddenly, there was a sound of messy footsteps.
"Shhhh
A sense of uneasy tension surrounded them, and no one dared to move at the moment.
Before the voice faded, he slowly withdrew his index finger from her lips.
Shun Hua asked with a playful face: "God is mysterious, what happened?" Did the owner of the moon village wake us up for supper? ”
She hugged the quilt and stood up in the dark rockery.
"Brother Yan, be careful, this is not in the room..."
Before the words were finished, Shun Hua's feet were empty, and he plopped and fell into the river.
The icy water of the pool rushed to her face, drowning her whole body, and she stretched out her hand and struggled wildly in the water, and it was pitch black before her eyes, and the overwhelming fear made her scalp tingle and terrified.
"Help... Help me? ”
Fu Mujin fumbled anxiously in the dark night, and finally saw her hand.
He put one hand on her wrist and lifted her whole body out of the water.
"Yan, Brother Yan, are you okay?"
Shunhua lay on the ground, coughing constantly, as if he was about to spit out the pool water he had just drunk by mistake.
"Ahem, cough, does Master Ben look like he's okay?"
Shunhua, who was soaking wet, hugged his thighs tightly, wrapped in a quilt, and shrunk into a ball.
The fair-skinned pants are clear and the pink feet look a little sexy.
"Ahh ”
Fu Mujin looked at her with tears and laughter.
"Brother Yan, are you convenient to meet guests now?"
The cold wind howled, and a bone-eating cold came from her neck, making her shiver all over.
"It's inconvenient."
"That can't help it."
"Huh?"
As soon as the words fell, Shunhua was picked up by someone and asked Qinggong to go to see the owner of the Yuezhuang Village.
"It's so high—"
Shunhua put his arms around his neck, not daring to let go.
At that time, it was the middle of the night, and the owner of the farm, wearing a loose satin undershirt, half-exposed shoulders, came out from behind the screen, looking lazy after being woken up.
"What, in the middle of the night, wake up the owner of the village, what's the matter? I just swam a blue sturgeon in my dream, and if I can't dream of it, you will have to pay the owner of the village. He said solemnly.
Shunhua held the hot teacup and glanced at him, you don't have to pay for the old antiques that were broken 500 years ago, how can you pay for the sturgeon fish that swam in your dream?
The owner of the moon village is really humorous.
"Back to the owner, Fu and Brother Yan were resting in the room, and suddenly there was a burst of smoke, and the man in black then broke in.
Shunhua was stunned, smoky, man in black, why didn't anyone mention it to her?
Frightened, she hurriedly took a sip of hot tea and was shocked.
"What? Is there an assassin in Honjo? ”
The owner of the moon village opened his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face was very displeased.
"Listening to your tone, it seems that you suspect that the owner of this village deliberately sent someone to assassinate you."
"How so?"
Fu Mujian raised his eyes coldly.
"Fu is just curious, such a big movement, it didn't even alarm the owner."
"No way, I've been busy with too many things lately, so naturally I'm a little tired, and it's natural that I can't wake up."
Holding Yuezhuang's face, he waved his hand and said: "Come on, go and prepare clothes and hot water for bathing for Shangguan Gongzi, and arrange two other rooms, and the owner of this village will send someone to protect you." ”
And send someone to protect them? Isn't it surveillance?
Shunhua stiffly raised the corners of his mouth and smirked, "Thank you." ”
*
Not long after the two of them left, the secret door on the wall opened, and the powerful boys held up the men in black and threw them one by one in front of the owner of the Moon Village.
"Back to the owner, they're all here." The boy respectfully reported.
The owner of the moon village looked back and took a few looks.
"Are you sure everyone is here?"
"Probably right?"
The children looked at each other, not very sure.
"That's it, the people invited from outside, the level of martial arts is just like this, and the requirements can't be too harsh." The owner sighed.
"Do people who can't do these things well stay?" The children asked, tilting their heads.