"Jiang Yu, here are new clothes. You can change into them later." As Xiaoqing spoke, he put down his clothes and then walked away quietly.
Looking at this young and graceful figure, Master Fang found a little sadly that his old man's idea just now was really a bit too sentimental.
It¡¯s not that they don¡¯t have such expressions, it¡¯s that they have no such intention at all.
This really hurts Mr. Fang¡¯s heart a bit!
Look at what they are going to do. The so-called blessing is not a curse. Even the disaster is theirs. Having made up his mind, Fang Zhenren jumped out of the hot spring pool, took a good bath, and then put on the clothes prepared for himself.
It turned out to be a blue robe. Fang Ling had not worn this robe for a while.
After putting on the green robe and walking out, Fang Ling noticed that Xiao Qing's eyes flashed when he looked at him.
? Could it be that your true identity has been leaked? Quickly scanning Xiao Qing's mind with his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling felt relieved.
It turns out that Xiaoqing actually admired his aura in wearing a robe! In fact, there is nothing that can be done about it. Although Fang Zhenren is dressed in the white dragon fish suit, his temperament is there after all.
Wearing this robe makes you feel much stronger than an ordinary mortal.
After Fang Ling entered the room again, Mother Zhao began to stare at Fang Ling like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, which really made Fang Zhenren very uncomfortable.
But in the end, he forced a smile on his face and faced Ma Zhao's gaze.
If you weren¡¯t worried about slight changes, you would be very likely to expose yourself. No matter what Zhenren said, he had to use his spiritual consciousness to see what Zhao Ma wanted to do.
"When you meet the lady later, you must be obedient and don't talk nonsense. Do you understand?" Zhao Ma's voice was full of authority.
Looking down at Fang Ling, it was as if Fang Ling was in her hands.
Although he was very dissatisfied with Zhao Ma's majesty, Master Fang Da still nodded in agreement a lot.
A minute later, Fang Ling came to an elegant stone room under the coldness of Zhao Ma. A woman wearing a blue dress was standing there with an indifferent expression.
The other side is Ling. Zhao Ma's face looked as if Fang Ling owed her money, but for this woman, Zhao Ma's face was full of smiles.
"Miss Xing'er. Are you awake?"
Although the girl called Xing'er looked soft and timid, Fang Ling could tell at a glance that this young woman actually had the sixth level of Qi training.
"And it's still the peak of the sixth level. In Fang Ling's opinion, this woman has broken through to the seventh level of Qi training. That is a matter of sooner or later.
Once past the seventh floor. She is a monk, no wonder this Zhao mother is so respectful to this woman.
The woman glanced at Fang Ling, then snorted coldly, and then said with a bit of disdain: "Is this the river fish you are talking about?"
"Miss Xing'er, he is Jiang Yu, and he has been in our house for ten years."
The girl Xing'er nodded, and then said: "Jiang Yu, you have been in our Earl's Mansion for such a long time. You should understand some of the rules. I believe Mother Zhao has already explained them to you."
"I will only tell you one thing here. That is to follow the young lady's arrangement. When the Earl wants to kill someone, sometimes he has to weigh it. But in this Xuanji Mountain, if the young lady wants to kill a servant, it is no different from killing a chicken. ¡±
Fang Zhenren was a tour guide in his previous life and had a free and easy personality. These years of training, especially those ten years of sitting in the Southern Chu Kingdom, have greatly improved his cultivation, but this does not mean that his temper has declined.
This little girl actually used a chicken to compare Master Fang, which really made Master Fang very unhappy.
Should we let this little girl know who is an ant? Master Fang thought about it for a while, and finally decided to hold back. Don't let a little emotion spoil the big plan.
It¡¯s not that he has to be in Xuanji Mountain, but it¡¯s really hurting his own face if such a little girl cares about her.
??????????????????????????????????????????????? If he, a real person at the peak of Jindan, competes with a little girl, it will be hard to say or not.
Fang Ling didn't speak, and Miss Xing'er ignored him, but said to Zhao's mother: "Zhao's mother, the young lady has been unhappy these days. Please tell your servants to pay attention, otherwise none of us will have a hard time. "
"Thank you Miss Xing'er for your advice. I know what to do." As Zhao Ma was speaking, she quietly came to Miss Xing'er and said softly: "Miss, about my son"
Just as the two people were talking, there was a sound of gold and jade colliding. ListenAt this sound, Xing'er and Zhao Ma both shut their mouths. Xing'er walked forward, and Zhao Ma followed behind, heading towards the cave inside.
Fang Ling was not prepared to go in, but he didn't expect that Zhao Ma gave him a fierce wink, signaling for him to follow quickly.
A minute later, Fang Ling was in a stone room with a radius of one foot. The interior decoration of the stone room is very simple, with a stone couch and a half-foot-sized bronze mirror.
Apart from these, there is a woman wearing a purple dress. The woman's face was cold, with a hint of melancholy between her eyebrows.
When Miss Xing'er and Ma Zhao were bowing respectfully, the woman turned her graceful body back. She ignored Xing'er and Zhao Ma, but focused her gaze directly on Fang Ling.
What is this situation? Could it be that his traces have been exposed?
The woman is Jiang Yushan, one of the three beauties born in Xuanmen. According to the descriptions of those meddlesome disciples, this woman was well-proportioned and beautiful. She could be said to be the first among the three beauties.
"It's just that Master Fang really doesn't have much interest in ordinary beauties. His main task is to practice and restore his magic power. He doesn't care about the ranking of the three beauties.
"Have you ever been to school before?" Jiang Yushan suddenly said softly after glancing at Fang Ling a few times.
To ordinary mortals, Miss Jiang¡¯s voice is like the sound of nature. But after listening to Fang Zhenren's natural sounds too much, he became accustomed to it. At that moment, he just responded lightly: "To tell you the truth, Miss, when my family was pretty good, I went to school for a few years."
Regarding this question, Fang Ling actually hesitated for a while, but finally decided to confirm it. In any case, he had revealed in the past that he had the ability to recognize characters.
Jiang Yushan nodded and said, "No wonder, but the world is changing, and there are some things that you just have to look at."
"Miss Jiang, isn't she just trying to enlighten her servant?" If that's the case, she has too much time on her hands.
With the thoughts in his mind changing, he finally made a look of looking past everything and said, "Thank you, Miss."
"Yes." Jiang Yushan nodded and suddenly said: "Don't call me miss in the future, remember to call me Yushan!"
Is this a crazy situation? Could it be that my cultivation has been? Therefore, this woman wants to curry favor with me. If this is the case, maybe I will use some Qianzhu Cult methods to turn them all into my puppets.
Master Fang had a thousand thoughts, and for a moment he didn¡¯t know what to say.
Ms. Jiang, on the other hand, thought that Mr. Fang was too excited to speak, and then said in a deep voice: "Okay, that's it for now. Mother Zhao, after you get out, you can explain it to him."
"By the way, don't call me Jiang Yu anymore, just use your original name!" As Jiang Yushan spoke, she waved her white jade-like palms.
What is this situation
Fang Zhenren followed Ma Zhao out of the cave, but he knew one thing in his heart, that is, his identity was not exposed.
He lives in seclusion from the court, but for a monk like him, the cultivation sect is the best hiding place for him, and it can also provide him with the spiritual energy to cultivate into the Nascent Soul. After ten years of running this identity, Fang Zhenren is not willing to give up. .
"Butler Zhao, what's going on?" After leaving the cave, Fang Ling finally asked a question that suited his identity.
Mother Zhao looked at Fang Ling strangely, and finally bowed to Fang Ling and said, "Congratulations to my uncle, congratulations to my uncle. You will be our master from now on. Please take care of your slaves in the future."
Uncle? what's the situation!
Although Zhenren Fang would not put a small Foundation-Building monk in his eyes, having an extra wife for no reason, and she is also the legendary beauty, is not a good thing!
At the very least, Fang Zhenren feels that this matter is not simple.
Mother Zhao looked at the doubt in Fang Ling's eyes, smiled and said, "Uncle, don't worry about anything else, and don't ask. As long as you know, you will be the young lady's husband from now on."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? We are so wise and mighty, and so handsome, that they make women fall in love with them at first sight, and all the beauties come to court
These thoughts flashed through Fang Ling's mind. He found that if he were put in front of the disguise, he would still have half of his credibility, but if he was put in front of him now, it would really make even a three-year-old child unable to believe it.
"why me?"
Regarding Fang Ling¡¯s question, Zhao¡¯s mother showed a trace of pity on her face. She said softly: "Uncle, although you are injured down there, your baby is still injured."?Getting married for this reason may not be a kind of compensation for you. "
Damage down there? This suddenly reminded Fang Ling of something that happened a few years ago. When he was at the Earl's Mansion, a popular maid fell in love with him, and the imperial emissary, Mrs. Qingyuan Bo, decided to give this maid to Fang Ling as his wife.
"This kind of thing happens one after another in the mansions of nobles, but how could Zhenren Fang marry a woman who was only pleasant in appearance and had slept with Prince Qingyuan countless times? So, unwilling to leave the Earl's Mansion, he simply thought of a reason for himself, that is, he was injured down there, hey, he didn't want to delay the maid sister.
The maid ran away and he came to Xuanji Mountain again, so this matter had been forgotten for a long time. However, he did not expect that this excuse would become the reason for Jiang Yushan to marry him.
For a moment, Fang Ling felt a little confused. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!