Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Chapter 59 Farewell. .I was wrong

That leaf cut off Feng Shayu's sleeve that the maid was holding in her hand without crookedness.

Feng Shayu didn't care, he threw off the severed sleeve casually, raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile: "What? I'm just playing for fun, why do you want to make such a big fuss?"

Bored to play?Yue Hanyan was so angry that she didn't know how to refute.

Several servant girls were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to admit their mistake.

Yue Hanyan couldn't take a few maids out of her anger and said, "Go to the housekeeper to change an errand, and you are not allowed to appear in the main courtyard in the future."

After the maids left, Yue Hanyan put the pastry on a plate and placed it next to Feng Shayu.

He took a towel and wiped his hair.

As soon as Yuehanyan approached, a strong smell of powder came over her.

Feng Shayu looked tired, and his eyes dimmed instantly: Why didn't you even cover it up?

Yue Hanyan stretched out her slender fingers, took the hair with one hand and wiped it carefully, frowned and said, "It's August now, the weather is turning cold, why don't you dry your hair?"

Feng Shayu didn't raise his eyes, and teased calmly: "The Right Protector is so busy every day, why don't you care if I dry my hair or not?"

Yue Hanyan paused as she wiped her hair with her hand, she was a little taken aback for a while, and looked at Feng Shayu carefully, now he was quite sure that this person was angry.

No wonder the maid pushed her nose to her face.

Except that I didn't have time to come back to accompany him for dinner, it seems that I didn't do anything wrong, right?

Yue Hanyan used her internal strength to dry her hair and wiped her hands.

He picked up a pastry and handed it to Feng Shayu's mouth: "This is a new pastry from Baiweizhai, do you want to try it?"

When he stretched out his hand, the strong smell of fat and powder hurt Feng Shayu deeply. He waved his hand angrily and knocked off the pastry near his mouth, and roared fiercely: "Stay away from me, don't come close to me, I hate you !"

Before Yue Hanyan could react, she curled up with her back and pursed her mouth, trying her best not to cry, but the tears kept falling.

Feng Shayu remembered every little thing between them.

It seems that since he saved himself, he has been circling around Yuehanyan.

Every time I heard that he was injured, I rushed back regardless.

After the two expressed their intentions, they kept pestering him even more.

Although the capital is prosperous and Meizhuang is beautiful, it is not his home after all.

He suddenly wanted to go back to the Western Regions, to the desert, to race horses on the vast yellow sand, to sit on the sand dunes and watch the sun set over the long river.

After thinking about it, he burst into tears, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Tears could not stop falling down.

Yue Hanyan was so frightened that she hugged him at a loss, wiped her tears in a panic, and said incoherently: "That's fine, can you tell me where you have been wronged? Don't cry, crying makes me feel bad."

For the first time in his life, Yue Hanyan felt panicked and bewildered, even if it was his first time killing someone, he had never been so panicked.

Feng Shayu's eyes were clear and bright, looking at Yuehanyan wetly, her long eyelashes were also wet with tears, and there were still a few tears hanging down.

He lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears of the person in his arms: "But who in Zhuangzi made you feel wronged?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Shayu said with a sad face and aggrieved: "You go to Qingfengyuan..."

As soon as Yue Hanyan heard this, she understood that he had misunderstood, and she laughed angrily: "Who told you so much that I went to Qingfengyuan?"

"Just because you are angry with me, let a few maids climb on you?" Yuehan reached out and knocked the head of the man in his arms.

Feng Shayu didn't want to harm the housekeeper, so he murmured: "The housekeeper said you went to Qingfengyuan, and you won't be back until night, it's none of his business."

Yue Hanyan's knuckle-boned fingers gently lifted his chin, looked at the crying red eyes and said distressedly: "I went to Qingfengyuan to discuss something with Qin Liumo, next time I will bring you to see him, you will like him .”

After a pause, he continued: "I have never liked anyone except you in these years."

After finishing speaking, he kissed Feng Shayu's hair, and said with a wry smile: "A person like me, who kills people without batting an eyelid, with bloody hands, and lives a life of licking blood all day long, who would foolishly follow me to the end of the world except you?" ?”

Feng Shayu pouted and muttered: "Run to Qingfengyuan as soon as you come back, I thought you went to see your old friend."

Yue Hanyan looked at the person in her arms intently: "Yu'er, what should I do to make you believe that I only like you?"

Yue Hanyan's self-confidence and indifference all along were completely shattered by Feng Shayu's cry. He never thought that he would also be nervous and worry about gains and losses.

Thinking that he had misunderstood, Feng Shayu also felt guilty, and said softly: "Next time, tell me first, I only know you in the capital..."

Yue Hanyan took out a fine emerald and green jade pendant, put it on Feng Shayu's waist and said, "This is the token of the right guardian of the Chuchen Palace. If you see me when you see the token, you can give me any orders."

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Shadow Pavilion to pick a few people to serve you. Those girls who bought from outside don't know how to behave. I will let the housekeeper send them out tomorrow."

Yue Hanyan stared at the person in her arms and said softly.

"If you give me such an important token, the Palace Master won't..." Feng Shayu glared at Yue Hanyan.

"No, the palace lord knows that you are mine.

Last time, I asked me to pick a few masters to follow you, so as not to be surprised.

Now that you're in the capital, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you all the time, so I'll pick a few people for you tomorrow. "

Yue Hanyan was a little worried, and buried her face in his hair and sniffed.

Feng Shayu blushed, and said in a soft voice: "Although my martial arts are not as good as yours, I can protect myself. Ordinary people can't get close to me."

Yue Hanyan stretched out her hand to scratch his nose, and said dotingly: "I know you're amazing, but I'm still worried.

There is an undercurrent in the capital, and I can't watch you all the time, so I don't worry if someone follows me. "

After putting the person on the bed, he said: "You lie down first, I'll go take a shower and change clothes."

When Yue Hanyan returned to the room after taking a bath, she saw Feng Shayu flipping through a script book with her legs crossed. When she walked over to read it, it was written about a scholar and a rich lady who had a private meeting in secret and were going to Wushan Yunyu together. The picture is lifelike.

Yue Hanyan frowned when she saw it, rubbed her forehead with her fingers, and said in a calm voice: "It turns out that my Yu'er has been dissatisfied with her desires, and it's my fault."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and kissed his rosy and plump lips, and slipped her hands under the hem of her clothes, stroking his upturned buttocks, and kneading his soft waist.

"Ah, don't...I was wrong..."

Feng Shayu blushed and wanted to push him away, her voice was trembling and soft: "You have to go to the Shadow Pavilion tomorrow, get some rest early."

Yue Hanyan said in a low voice: "Oh, I really married a wealthy son-in-law for no reason, and I failed Xiangqin's early court."

After hearing this, Feng Shayu arched his neck continuously: "Then you hurry up?" His voice was lazy and soft, with a little bit of night-time drunkenness, which was particularly provocative.

Yue Hanyan's dark eyes were stained with lust, and he smiled: "Yu'er, how can this kind of thing be done quickly?" The voice was full of bewitching.

"It's comfortable to be fast and slow, isn't it?" Yue Hanyan bit his earlobe lightly, and blew in his ear.

Feng Shayu's ears turned red instantly, and his heart was beating wildly.

This person usually has no desires or desires in front of others, why is he always such a hooligan to himself.

I didn't know how to answer for a while, so I had to close my eyes and ignore him.

Let him make a fuss.

Seeing his appearance, Yue Hanyan lost all reason in her eyes: "Well, let's hurry up."

As he spoke, he let go of his lips, lifted his clothes straight up, and nimbly slipped his wet tongue onto his chest to bite.

"Hmm... Slow down..." Feng Shayu twisted her body under him, scratching with her hands.

A sly look flashed in Yue Hanyan's eyes, and when she thrust her palm forward forcefully, Feng Shayu immediately groaned, followed by a light gasp.

His deep and hoarse voice reached Feng Shayu's ears: "Why do you have to slow down again, you are really a tormenting little fairy."

Seeing that the faces of the people below him were the same, Yue Hanyan increased his strength and speed.

Feng Shayu clamped his legs reflexively, and pressed his body against him.

The two tossed and tossed for half a night, and the hair on Feng Shayu's forehead was wet with sweat, as if he had just come out of a bath.

Yue Hanyan suppressed her drowsiness, washed her clean before falling asleep with her arms around her.