"Lian'er, let me tell you the truth." I got serious, "What did that young master Fang do today?"
In fact, the point is, I want to know what he and Tao Er have done.
Subconsciously, I don't believe that Tao Er will betray me, but the things in front of me make me a little suspicious. Ever since I met Mo Wei, a man with broken sleeves, I don't believe in pure friendship between men. This guy is definitely hiding something from me. As soon as Young Lord Fang appeared, he threw me into the wing room, as if he was afraid that Young Lord Fang would discover the relationship between me and him. Master Fang Xiaohou came to stay at my house, and I, a master, want to hide from him
What's so great about Fang Xiaohou? Back then when I made a big fuss in the Guozijian, punched the emperor's relatives, and kicked the first rank of the dynasty, he didn't know what color crotch pants he was wearing!
"Today, Second Young Master Tao accompanied Young Master Fang to the Sanlian Painting Boat, and he hasn't come back yet." Lian Er said.
Listen, what serious business can there be when you go to that kind of romantic place again.
"I heard that the heirloom jade pendant given to Lord Fang by Emperor Taizong was lost, and was finally found in the painting boat. Young Lord Fang seems to be looking for someone..."
Listen, even the heirloom jade pendant can be lost, what kind of dude is this - jade pendant
I wiped my sweat secretly, and as expected, it should be the one that was smoothed.
Too bad, Liang Zijie has grown up.
"Lian'er, what about the other young masters?" I can't do this kind of thing by myself, I have to find a sword to envoy, commonly known as borrowing a knife to kill.
"The third son went out together, and the fourth and fifth sons are in their respective gardens."
"Then you... call me the Fourth Young Master."
Qiao Si was originally the number one master of secret doors, so he should be more comfortable doing such insidious things.
Speaking of the secret door, it has something to do with Master Fang Xiaohou.
The secret door is a hereditary internal organization of the imperial court. First-class killers are trained to do some shady things, including assassination and robbery. Of course, there are also guards to protect those precious princes. Fortunately, Young Master Fang is not directly related to the royal family, otherwise Qiao Si would definitely not help me out of professional instinct.
Not long after, Joe Si quietly appeared behind me.
This kid is really bad. He always likes to appear behind me. Although he doesn't want to be scary, I am timid and easily scared.
I pushed him down on the edge of the stone table. The master was taking a nap at this time, and I should not be noticed if I do small movements. Finding a comfortable position on Joe's lap, I looked at him with a smile. "Si'er, is the master treating you well?"
Qiao Si's originally soft expression immediately changed after hearing my words. After deliberating for a moment, the honest boy replied: "It's not very good."
I nod. "That's good."
Joe Four: "..."
"Master, I hope you can help me with something. You won't refuse, will you?" I still smiled and hung my hands around his neck.
The fourth son of our family has nothing to say about his figure. The pectoral and abdominal muscles have been practiced since childhood, but those scars on his body make my heart ache when I think of my master. You said that a tiger's poison does not eat its son, why did his father treat his son so cruelly
The fourth son of our family, growing up in such a gloomy environment, can still have a shining red heart, without hating the society, it is really pitiful.
I looked at him affectionately, and heard him say, "No help."
The corners of my mouth froze. "Sier..."
Qiao Si looked back at me seriously, "Tang San said, you only think of me when you want to borrow a knife to kill someone."
My heart twitched, and it hurt like hell.
Afraid of being frightened by my expression, Qiao Si hurriedly grabbed my shoulder and said nervously, "What's wrong with you?"
I smiled and said: "It's okay, Si'er, that guy Tang San can't say anything good, don't listen to him. He is jealous of our good relationship, and I think of asking you for help whenever I have something, isn't it? Trust your ability to do things!"
These words didn't seem to coax him very much, Qiao Si hummed casually.
Alas, you said he didn't mean to make me sad and guilty.
Back then, Qiao Yu, the strongest young master of the secret door, was just a child who lacked maternal love and thoughtfulness, otherwise I would have been so easily instigated by me. Thinking of all the suffering he suffered to escape from the secret door, my heart began to ache again Woke up.
Oh, I don't want to.
"Si'er, make me a cup of tea for the master." Forget it, I have to find another way about this matter. Among the five sons, Qiao Si talked the least, but the one who talked less often had more things on his mind. He hid everything in his heart and only let me guess. Sometimes I am short-sighted, because he was silent and ignored him.
When I saw him clumsily making tea for me with his hands proficient in eighteen martial arts, my heart calmed down again.
When I met Qiao Yu for the first time, he wanted to arrest me. To be honest, I really didn't expect such a young man to have such a strong explosive power and fighting power, and his strong will made me absolutely afraid. Scraping bones to cure poison, I have only heard of it in legends, but he let me see it bloody. All the way from Shuzhong to the imperial capital, I ran away from him, but in the end he stopped chasing me, and I ran back to find him again. I only need to be cheap once in this life. If I don't go back that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him in the future.
Qiao Si handed the teacup to my hand, and I muttered: "It's hot." The prodigal child reversed his true energy and helped me cool the teacup...
I twitched the corner of my mouth. "Si'er, the tea won't taste good when it's cooled like this..."
He was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be some embarrassment on his face. I couldn't help it, and reached out to touch his face. Others say that he is cold, cold, and indifferent, but in fact he is just a little facial paralyzed (what to say...), if you have been trained to have no emotions, smile once, and get ten lashes—not ten lashes, but ten lashes broken , Cry once, the legs are discounted - folded and then picked up. Growing up in such an environment, if you can still be as expressive as I am, then... absolutely impossible.
In this world, I'm probably the only heartless, shameless and skinless person who dares to approach him - not only dare, but also the joy of it! At that time, I knew that there must be a bloody body wrapped under this black outfit.
I just didn't expect so many scars.
I sighed inwardly. "Si'er, have you ever heard of Young Master Fang? Tell me about him."
I don't know if it's my illusion, Qiao Si seemed to stiffen for a moment.
"You dude." Qiao Si gave a precise evaluation.
"Just a dude?" I rubbed my chin in thought, "What's his relationship with Tao Er?"
"normal friend."
puff…
I spouted the tea, and Joe wiped the tea off his face with no expression on his face.
Are these four words popular recently
"Why did Fang Xiaohou come to Los Angeles?" I continued to ask.
"Watch the oiran election."
"Tsk, sure enough." I curled my lips, "Then when will he leave?"
"have no idea."
"Si'er, do you not like him?" I asked with blinking eyes.
Qiao Si nodded without hesitation.
"You can find a way to get him to leave quickly, okay?" I then blinked.
Joe Si was taken aback. "kill him?"
I forgot that the most common thing Joe Four does, the way to get a guy "out" is to put him in heaven.
This is something to be careful about...
I hooked my fingers, Qiao Si put his ears down, and I whispered: "I always feel that Tao Er is hiding something from me, do you know what he is hiding from me?" Tell me: Tao Er really has something to hide from me, and Qiao Si also knows about it.
Qiao Si is the most honest person in the house, his reaction can't fool the smart master me at all, but it is as difficult to ask him to tell the truth as to tell a lie, Tao Er must have ordered him not to tell the truth. Tang San, Qiao, Siyan and Wu were all suppressed by Tao Er's violence, calling him second brother, and they didn't take me seriously. The master doesn't like people calling him big brother, saying that the Jianghu flavor is too strong, so they call him "Dongli".
By the way, does Dongli know about this
The scariest thing is—everyone knows, only Master Tangtang is kept in the dark!