"Young Master Fang?!"

As soon as she entered the door, a girl suddenly recognized Fang Cun, and immediately came over, and the whole person almost didn't hang on Fang Cun, like a big koala.

Today's Fang Cun is not the rookie when he first entered Yanjing, he has returned from the Ancient Killing Domain from the Xuan-level strength, and he doesn't even sell the face of the Sword Pavilion Elder. Moreover, it is the earl of the king of the Northern Regions, and even the Qiushui Sword was given, such a young man is obviously promising, who dares to underestimate it in the slightest?

You must know that even those gentlemen in the royal capital, most of them are obedient when they see Fang Cun now, and they acquiesce to Fang Cun's status.

Along the way, the nobles of the royal capital had seen the strength and means of every inch, and they also knew what it meant to break through the ten miles. After returning, the news spread even more widely, and within a few days, it spread throughout the entire royal capital.

"It's still the third room of Tianzi, is it done?"

"It's all up to the girl. A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and Fang Cun gently reached out and touched the woman's buttocks, chuckling.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he quickly brought Fang Cun to the box, "Young Master Fang, I don't know which girl's brand you want to order?"

"Is the water girl free?"

"Childe, what are you talking about, if Miss Shui hears that you are coming, she will not be free, then she must squeeze out time. He threw a wink at Fang Cun and said with a smile of flattery.

"Then there's Miss Law. ”

But in a moment, Ruoshui entered the room with the pipa in his arms, bowed lightly and saluted Fang Cun, and then sat down beside Fang Cun.

"I don't see it for a long time, but the water has been cleared up a lot. With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun said softly.

Childe teased. Ruoshui showed a hint of warmth in his eyes, and said softly, "It's that the son didn't come a little." ”

smiled freely, didn't explain, and gently grabbed the flask to pour himself wine.

"Let's come as water. Gently leaning over to Fang Cun, taking the wine jug, Ruoshui said, "Now, I can still remember the demeanor when Gongzi asked me to pour wine! ”

"No matter when, I am still the same person I was at the beginning, and I have never changed. Ruo sighed meaningfully, smiled and took the wine glass from Ruoshui's hand and drank it all.

"This glass of wine, the slave family respects the son, and I wish the son to rise step by step. With a hint of gloom in his eyes, Ruo Shui Qiang smiled and poured himself a glass of wine, and then spoke.

The last time he came, Fang Cun was not a powerful person, and the young master of the Chen family dared to step on it at will, but now Fang Cun has become the most famous young talent in the royal capital, even if he is the heir of the major families, he does not want to be easily offended.

And she is still a poor drinking woman, like duckweed, and she can't see any hope at all.

Fang Cun didn't answer, although he knew what Ruoshui meant, but for Fang Cun, he didn't want to help her at all.

The background of Mianhualou is unfathomable, and even now it is not clear who is standing behind Mianhualou, and it is absolutely stupid to offend rashly. What's more, for Fang Cun, Ruoshui is just a woman, and it is not worth his risk at all.

The Assassin was never a flower protector overflowing with compassion.

Drinking and listening to music, Fang Cun is not much more elegant than other gentlemen, but compared to others, Fang Cun's eyes are a little clearer, and a little less **, that's it.

"It's getting late, isn't Childe going back?" Seeing that the night was already deep, Ruoshui gently put down the pipa and asked aloud.

"No need, let's stay here tonight. It seemed that he had drunk too much wine, and Fang Cun's eyes were a little hazy, and he said lazily.

"Then Ruoshui, call a sister to accompany Gongzi?" hesitated slightly, Ruoshui said softly.

As the top brand of Mianhualou, and the only Qingqi person, Ruoshui does not sell his body, which will not be an exception because of the identity of the other party. Unless...... The identity of the other party has reached the point where he can ignore the owner of the sleeping flower building.

"No need!" Shaking his head slightly, Fang Cun said softly, "I'm tired, just rest by myself." ”

The reason why I came here again was not to kill anyone, nor was I really hungry and thirsty enough to find a woman, Fang Cun's purpose itself was to spread a reputation that lingered in Fengyue.

For others, this kind of thing may not be anything at all, with the strength and talent of Fang Cun, people will only praise the elegance. However, for the Hongluan County Lord, this kind of thing is probably like a thorn!

Of course, that refers to the situation if the other party really wants to marry him.

Fang Cun didn't have the slightest intention of marrying the county lord of Hongluan, not that the county lord of Hongluan was not beautiful and moving, nor did he hate her, just because there was no place to put anyone in Fang Cun's heart.

Assassins, the safest thing is to be uncared.

Of course, if Fang Cun never knew the county lord of Hongluan, and he did not owe the county lord of Hongluan a favor, then maybe Fang Cun would be happy to accept it, because even if he is married, for Fang Cun, the other party is just a woman, a tool that does not have to pay any feelings, and is just a tool used to disguise his identity.

But not now, because Fang Cun knows very well that he already owes a lot to the county lord of Hongluan. If you accept her, then you won't be able to be so free.

Since this is the case, then, it is better to simply make a reputation for being greedy and lustful, cut off her thoughts, and solve this matter naturally.

Of course, in addition to this, Fang Cun also needs to find an excuse for himself, an excuse not to live in his own mansion.

After all, this book disguised as the identity of the Wonderful Hands Silver Needle, there is no guarantee that no one will look for him when he pretends to be the Wonderful Hands Silver Needle.

These things have been planned for a long time, one ring after another, and there will not be the slightest loophole.

Slightly tired, he took off his coat and shoes under the service of Ruoshui, lay down on the bed in a daze, and slept lazily.

Seeing that Fang Cun seemed to have fallen asleep, making a shallow breathing sound, Ruoshui sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at Fang Cun, but he couldn't help but be a little stupid.

Who doesn't have a spring girl?

Although he is in a place like Mianhualou, Ruoshui also has a vague sense of expectation in his heart, hoping that one day, he can have a love of his own, and a man can give him a warm embrace and leave this miserable life with him.

However, all this is like a dream, out of reach.

What about the man in front of you? Could he be the one you want to wait for?

Ruoshui doesn't have the luxury of marrying this man, but as long as he can get his favor and let him leave here with him, even if it is to be his concubine.

Gently getting up and sighing, Ruoshui finally retreated silently without saying a word.

ps: Recommend a new book of the female frequency god Winter Snow Evening, "Rejuvenation Fang"

Introduction: An inferior jade bottle brings Jimo Qinglian a different life, legend, starting from here......

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