Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 17: Master and Master Fang Xiaohou

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Speaking of Mo Wei, I can't help but bite my teeth. If he hadn't been a hindrance, I would have lived together with my master long ago. How could I have escaped from the imperial capital and accidentally pulled out a field of flowers and plants? My mistake would have lasted forever Merry man...

Mo Wei is the master's senior brother, who is three years older than the master. I think I should call him uncle, but I really can't say it, so I guess he is not lucky enough to accept it. When the master first arrived in the imperial capital, he was already working in the Taichang Temple. This person came to see the master every day and every day. At first I didn't think so, but later when I went to the street and heard people say that Mo Wei is a broken sleeve, has an affair with a certain official in the court, and often haunts Zhilan Pavilion, my face turned green.

At that time, the master was just a flower of Zhilan Yushu. He was upright and awe-inspiring in official clothes, but he was like a gentle willow in casual clothes. Then Mo Wei himself was not enough to break his sleeves with confidence, but he had to pull my master to cut his sleeves together. What can't be tolerated! Since I inquired about this matter, I have been caressing about it. Another time when Mo Wei came, I opened the door and let the wolves go without saying a word!

But, but, I forgot that the old man said that 800 years ago, wolves and dogs were family members! Mo Wei, this dog, two pieces of meat instigated big gray and small gray to rebel. They were a family of wolf dogs, and I was the only one who withered in the wind. I lost my two wolves ever since.

Creatures like wolves are indeed unreliable.

The master often said that Mo Wei knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later, and his knowledge is so deep that no one in the world can match him.

I couldn't help but turned my head and poohed. He didn't intend to show off, but who is pulling the handsome young officials in the court all day long to show palm readers? Obviously taking advantage of the opportunity!

I don't know if he has shown the palmistry to the master, but every time I think of this incident, my heart feels uncomfortable like being scratched by a cat's paw, and I wish I could slap that bitch Mo Wei to death.

It's hard to come to this remote city of Los Angeles, and it's rare not to see his wry smiling face again. Who would have thought that he would come? I am depressed, I am troubled, I pull my hair, I hold my master and grind my teeth.

"Master, what is he doing here?" I was depressed.

The master was silent for a long time before he said, "I was relegated to this place as a county magistrate after playing a book by Han Xin, the censor."

I laughed in my heart: Yes! Han Xin entered Beijing a few years earlier than his master, and he was on the same list as Mo Wei. He was also a beautiful young man who was famous in the capital. I broke my sleeves with him, so I never gave him a good face. Now Mo Wei must have given Han Xin a chance to demote him as far as he could. Unfortunately, Luocheng is the place farthest from the emperor.

I'm depressed again, could it be that Mo Wei deliberately came here because he knew the master was here

Grabbing the master's sleeve, I groaned and said sadly: "Master, can you not let him come..."

The master smiled and patted my head, "Yu'er is really naughty, Mo Wei is not a bad person."

Yes, he's not a bad guy, he's just too good to be obvious!

I slandered angrily, turned my face away and frowned, the master always said good things about Mo Wei, if not, how could I have misunderstood that they were in love with each other at the beginning, and made me be cannon fodder.

I was sulking on my own, but the master didn't come to comfort me, he just dumped me and went into the house alone. I heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the courtyard, and finally couldn't help but climbed in by myself.

"Master, what are you looking for?" I squatted down curiously and asked.

"Books." The master said without turning his head, "Mo Wei said that he wanted to understand the customs of this place, so he asked me to find some books for him. I remember seeing a few books a while ago... Ah, I found it." The master said from the bottom of the box I was taken aback by the publication of a "magnum opus" that could be fatally thrown.

The master flicked the paper a few times, put the book in a conspicuous place on the bookshelf, seemed to think of something, turned his head and said to me: "The county government is flooded during the New Year's Eve, and it hasn't been repaired yet. Mo Wei may be in our house." Stay here for a few days." As he spoke, his tone became serious, and he said with a touch of warning: "You must stop teasing him."

With tears in my eyes, I lowered my head and pointed at my fingers: "Master, it's obvious that he bullies others..."

A girl from the imperial capital has already left the court at the age of sixteen. I am a direct disciple of the prime minister, and my status is not bad at all. In terms of appearance, I am also a flower in ten miles and eight villages. However, no one cares about me. Instead of showing pity for me, Mo Wei waved his fan haha He laughed and said: "You are not as good as me in this regard, you don't have a man to want, but I have a man to want!"

At that time, I jumped three feet high, and the folding fan in my hand hit him on the head with a bang, knocking out his hair crown. The master also ignored me for three days because of this, which made me gnash my teeth at him even more. Not only this matter, anyway, in the ten years of the imperial capital, I have suffered a lot because of him, and of course I have made him suffer a lot, but I can bear all these. What I can't bear is that the master has repeatedly ignored me because of him. Adding it up, it must have been three or two months. Thinking about it this way, my heart is so broken that I hold it like dumpling stuffing...

With this depression, it was time for dinner, as usual, it was a simple meal, which made my depression a little deeper.

Tang San barged in while we were having dinner. It used to be a family meal, but because of the unexpected guest of Master Fang, we all had three meals in the garden.

Tang San's face was not very good-looking, and he sat down in front of me and asked: "What's the matter between you and Fang Xiaohou?"

I glanced at his eyes—the posture of asking a teacher to ask a crime, cautiously probing, and I looked at the master again—a calm disguise, curious and melancholy guessing. It seems that I am still not reassuring...

Put down the bowls and chopsticks, I don't hide it, family, is it interesting to deal with those moths? "San'er, since you came to ask me, then I won't keep it from you, but you have to tell the master honestly, you, you..." I turned my head and stared at the master, "Is there something I'm hiding from the master?"

Tang San was taken aback for a moment, and the master turned his face away somewhat unnaturally.

I sighed, and said leisurely: "We are all one family. What can we not talk about as a family? You also know that my master, I have nothing to do, so it is inevitable that I like to make trouble for nothing. Driven by this curiosity, I am afraid I will do it." Do some things that are happy for relatives and enemies... "

"Yu'er, don't use idioms, don't use colloquialisms." The master interrupted me unbearably.

I gave him a hurt look, and then said: "I'll tell you how I met Fang Xiaohou, tell me, how is the relationship between me and Fang Xiaohou?"

Tang San gritted his teeth, reached out and pinched my face. "Master, have you grown up? Bargaining?"

I giggled.

Tang San said bitterly: "You man, if people reason with you, you will play a hooligan; if people play a hooligan with you, you will reason instead."

I laughed and said, "San'er, you mean you are playing hooligans with me?"

Tang San was speechless for a while, he couldn't tell me, he could only stare at me.

The master took a sip of tea and said lightly, "It's okay to tell you, but you have to say it first."

Tang San was startled when he heard the words, and looked at the master in disbelief. "My lord..."

The master smiled at him and nodded.

I vaguely felt that there was a fraud in my heart, but the master would not lie to me, I was sure of this, so I confidently told the truth about my first meeting with Young Master Fang, which made the two of them startled for a while.

"You mean... You went to the men's bathroom and he bumped into you..." Tang San said slowly, word by word, like a child learning to speak.

I argued: "How did I know he would break in suddenly? Don't worry, he didn't see anything!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, looking as if he wished he could crush me to death.

I turned to look at the master expectantly. "Master, it's your turn to answer."

The master's reaction was not as intense as Tang San's, but the smile in his eyes was still slightly reduced.

"You have nothing to do with Fang Xiaohou."