I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 50 Tormented
Fang Xiu looked at the pure and innocent beauty in front of him, and his heart throbbed.

"Could it be that the beauty summoning card produced by the system comes with a BUFF?"

"How come all the summoned ones are goblins who knock bones and suck marrow."

Fang Xiu bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, and said, "The truth will definitely pick a caring maid for you."

When Yang Yuhuan heard this, her eyes instantly became watery, as if she was about to cry in a second.

She looked at Fang Xiu, and said aggrievedly, "Does Xiangye despise the slave family?"

Fang Xiu felt a little headache and said, "How could it be?"

Yang Yuhuan was aggrieved and said: "Then why is Xiangye not willing to let the servants serve?"

Fang Xiu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Xiu, her small face was aggrieved and pitiful, and she wanted to cry, "My family came here to serve the Prime Minister, if the Lord despises my family, what's the point of my family's life?"

When Fang Xiu heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood what Yang Yuhuan was thinking.

He has always known that the characters summoned by the system are flesh and blood characters.

But more often, they are still treated as tool people, and they rarely care about their inner thoughts.

This is true whether it was Shangguan Haitang at the beginning, or Dian Wei and Hai Rui later.

but.

The above three people have their own ideals and tasks in the original world.

When I came to Daqian and returned to my old job, I could adapt quickly.

To them, it doesn't make much difference that Fang Xiuguan doesn't care about them.

But Daji and Yang Yuhuan are different.

Although they are not exactly vase-like characters, they are not much different.

Being summoned to Dagan is like a duckweed whose roots have been cut off, and Fang Xiu is the only one he can rely on.

This is why.

As soon as Daji came here, she pestered Fang Xiu every day, day and night.

Because in this strange world.

All they care about is Fang Xiu!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, looking at Yang Yuhuan who was sobbing softly in front of him, feeling very pity in his heart.

Reaching out his hand, stroking her little head, said: "The truth is that you are too young."

When Yang Yuhuan heard this, she lowered her head and glanced, she was indeed a little small.

There was a blush on her Qingcheng face, and she whispered: "I'm still young, and I will grow up in the future."

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The veins on Fang Xiu's forehead twitched, and he said helplessly, "The truth is about age."

"what?"

Yang Yuhuan immediately realized that her thinking was wrong, she blushed with shame, and wished she could bury her head under the table.

Fang Xiudao: "Okay, I know your intentions, if you want to stay with me, you can keep it, and when you feel bored, go out and have a look."

Yang Yuhuan laughed through tears when she heard this, and said: "As long as you can stay with Master Xiang, the slave family will never be bored."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, this little girl was better at handling men's hearts than Daji.

"Got it, you pick out the house first."

Yang Yuhuan thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I listen to the Prime Minister!"

after that.

Fang Xiu took Yang Yuhuan for a stroll around the Xiangguo Mansion.

Three spare rooms.

She still chose the one closest to Fang Xiu, even though the decoration of this one was not as good as the other two.

By the time Fang Xiu sent his maid to clean the room, it was already night.

Starry night in the night sky.

The bright moonlight shone on Yang Yuhuan's body, making her look like a fairy descended from the mortal world.

Fang Xiu looked at her and was a little crazy for a while.

After a while, he said, "Go to rest early."

Yang Yuhuan noticed Fang Xiu's gaze, Qingcheng's face flushed slightly, and nodded:
"Ok!"

After a while.

Fang Xiu returned to his room, washed up, and lay down on the bed, ready to sleep.

Today, Daji was tired all day because she was busy calculating the account books of Zhenbaozhai, so it was rare that she didn't pester Fang Xiu.

For Fang Xiu, he could finally rest for a day and give Shen'er a vacation.

He closed his eyes and felt sleepy after a while.

at this time.

There was a rustling sound outside the door.

After hearing this, Fang Xiu subconsciously opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

You don't need to think about it, you know it must be that goblin Daji!

After all, there are shadow guards, and the only one who can get close to him is Daji!

"I really don't miss a day."

For some reason, Fang Xiu, who was lying on the bed, felt a dull pain in his waist.

At this time.

The door opened slowly.

A small head poked in.

"Master Xiang, I'm afraid."

Yang Yuhuan stood at the door, hugging the pillow, looking very pitiful.

When Fang Xiu saw this scene, the veins on his forehead twitched again, and he said helplessly, "Come here."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang!"

Seeing that Fang Xiu agreed, Yang Yuhuan smiled, hugged the pillow, and lay down beside him.

this night.

Yang Yuhuan slept very peacefully, Qingcheng's face was always wearing a faint smile.

Fang Xiu was tortured and didn't sleep well all night.

So much so that the next day, when she came in front of the empress, her eyes were all red.

Chang'an City, the outskirts of the city.

The residence of Zuo Xiaowei.

Wu Mingkong, who was dressed in men's clothing, looked Fang Xiu up and down, and said suspiciously: "What did you do last night? Why do you look so tired."

Fang Xiu glanced at her and thought, to be precise, he should be so tired because he didn't do anything.

He sighed and said, "I went to catch a demon last night."

Wu Mingkong knew that he was talking nonsense again, so he curled his lips and didn't bother to ask any more.

Put your eyes on the front.

In the vast farmland, there are two or three old men, sitting on a bench, basking in the sun.

Wu Mingkong walked up and asked, "Does the old man know where Zuo Xiaowei is stationed?"

The old man opened his eyes, glanced at Wu Mingkong, and said calmly: "This is Zuo Xiaowei's camp."

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Apart from the empty fields in front of them, there are only dozens of wooden houses in disrepair.

It can't even compare to a bigger village, how could it be Zuo Xiaowei's camp!
You know, Zuo Xiaowei has five thousand elite soldiers!
"This is Zuo Xiaowei?"

Wu Mingkong frowned slightly, his tone full of disbelief.

Hearing this, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the villages to the south and north.

"Over there and over there are also Zuo Xiaowei."

Wu Mingkong subconsciously looked in the direction of the old man's finger.

The villages on both sides are indeed bigger, but they are still far from Zuo Xiaowei's camp in her imagination!
She thought for a while and asked, "Since it's Zuo Xiaowei's camp, why isn't there anyone training it?"

Hearing this, the old man sneered, and said disdainfully: "Training? What are you trying to do? Are you working for the dog emperor and the dog prime minister?"

Wu Mingkong's face darkened suddenly, and he thought to himself: I have only been on the throne for half a year, so it's fine if you scold Fang Xiu, what are you scolding me for!
She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and asked calmly:
"Why did the old man say that?"

(End of this chapter)