Fang Zhiyuan wore a moon-white robe today, a beautiful son in the turbid world, and a young man in Yushu Linfeng.

He walked over: "Tao Yao, I'm here." ”

Fenghua practiced the "Shura Divine Technique" for a night, and he was full of energy, without the slightest fatigue as a human being.

This is the difference between cultivators and ordinary people.

Seeing Fang Gongzi on the tip of the original owner's Tao Yao's heart coming over, she glanced lazily and did not make a sound.

Even if she had cultivated the "Shura Divine Technique", one night was not enough time for her to communicate with humans normally.

Fang Zhiyuan carried a small bucket containing water and placed it under the peach blossom tree.

"Taoyao, it's time for you to drink water." Fang Gongzi smiled, in the eyes of the people in the Fang Mansion, he should dance and scold Fang Xuan's fair-skinned and slender beautiful hands, rolled up his sleeves in vain, personally picked up the gourd and gourd, and gently and carefully circled the peach blossom tree to water it.

While watering, he whispered.

"Tao Yao, today, Liu Gongzi Shen Gongzi asked me to go to the tea press to discuss chess, so I can't accompany you more."

Tea Editorial......

Fenghua Huo Ran remembered that when Fang Gongzi was discussing chess in the tea editorial, he was ordered by Master Fang and Mrs. Fang to burn the maid and the slave with the book and the tree? !

"Fang Gongzi, Fang Gongzi."

Fenghua shouted, but the sound frequency of the tree spirit was different from that of humans, and Fang Gongzi couldn't hear it at all.

After Fang Gongzi finished watering, he raised his hand and stroked the trunk of the tree, and spoke to her in a very gentle voice, "Tao Yao, I know that you are spiritual, if only you could open your mouth and talk to me one day." ”

"...... I wanted to talk to you, but unfortunately you couldn't hear me!

"Okay, the time agreed with Liu Gongzi and Shen Gongzi is almost up, I have to leave first, I may be a little late to come back today." Fang Gongzi put the gourd gourd in the small bucket and sorted out the sleeves that had been rolled up when he watered the peach blossom tree just now.

The slow and logical movements all reveal the taste of elegance.

The gentle and affectionate voice is like a husband telling his wife at home before leaving.

Husband...... Wife......

What the hell is this analogy?

Her Majesty the Empress was expressionless, with a conscience in heaven and earth, and I had no idea about the other son.

This Fang Gongzi is a serious enthusiast of immortal cultivation obsession, commonly known as: Middle School Second Boy.

Her Majesty's vision is high.

Except for her male pet, there has never been a thought that can make her enter the harem again.

After Fang Gongzi finished gently and carefully admonishing him, he walked away with a small bucket and a bell.

Fenghua shouted behind him, "Wait-"

Oh, inaudible.

Unless when she cultivates to be able to speak human words.

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At the invitation of a friend, Fang Gongzi left the mansion and went to the tea house in the city, and did not return until evening.

Yesterday, Master Fang, who had argued with Fang Gongzi, was so angry that he threatened to burn his books that were not doing his job properly and the tree in the courtyard that he was very precious.

Fang Gongzi left Fang Mansion with his front foot.

Master Fang ordered the maids and servants in the mansion to follow, "Go, move out all the wild history and strange tales that are secretly hidden in the young master's study, and today I will burn all these things that damaged him!" ”

In Master Fang's opinion, without these things, Fang Gongzi would not have shouted that there were immortals in the world all day long, and wanted to apprentice to become an immortal without doing his job, and come back with a good reputation for his Fang family!

So—

Burn.

Gotta burn!