Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

Until late at night, Gu Jixiu showed a tired look, Mu Tai hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Is the emperor going to rest?"

Gu Jixiu nodded: "I just arrived in Helmu today, and I'm a little tired, so let's stop here today."

As soon as these words came out, everyone naturally got up and sent the emperor off one after another.

Mu Taiqingzhi and others naturally followed Gu Jixiu to the camp, while Fu Yanxin stayed behind to rectify the army. Qingzhi was still talking to Fang Lansheng just now. In a blink of an eye, he saw that Gu Jixiu had turned and left without waiting for him, and hurriedly He told Liufu to find someone to pitch a tent for Fang Lansheng next to his own tent, and he chased after him.

Fu Yanxin stood there without moving. Seeing Qingzhi rushing towards him, he couldn't help curling up his palms slightly, as if he was a little nervous.But Qingzhi didn't see it, and passed by his side, chasing after Gu Jixiu.

He felt a little lost, and followed the direction where Qingzhi left, without realizing that there was already a person standing beside him.

"Fu Dutong."

Fu Yanxin hurriedly looked away, saw the person coming, and nodded slightly: "Master Fang."

"The official rank of Dutong is higher than that of Lan Sheng, and Lan Sheng dare not say "my lord"."

"Master Fang is a capable man in the Lord Hou's mansion, and he was appointed as the young minister of Honghe Temple in one fell swoop, so he can afford it." Fang Lansheng smiled, and cupped his hands forward: "Mr. Fu, why bother to say that about Lan Sheng? That's all, that's all, Nalan Born to be bold, he is called a son."

Fu Yanxin also laughed and nodded slightly: "That's very good."

"Mr. Fu is going to take care of the rest?" Fang Lansheng saw him nodding, and added: "Just in time, Lan Sheng also needs to go to check some trivial matters, why don't we go together?"

Fu Yanxin nodded, and the two walked side by side.

"I didn't hear that the young master was sent by Honglu Temple before. It seems that Zhou Song came here. Why did you suddenly let the young master, a fourth-rank young minister, personally follow the team?"

The smile on Fang Lansheng's lips never stopped: "Zhou Song's wife is about to give birth. If I come here with the car this time, I may not be able to watch the birth of the child immediately. Lansheng has nothing to do, and Helmu's camp has always been my home. Responsible, so I changed shifts with him, so I came here with the driver."

"Mr. Fang is really kind-hearted."

Fang Lansheng's smile was even brighter: "Mr. Fu has won the prize."

"... Fu saw that Mr. Fang is a smart person, and he knew some things that he could understand without me saying it, but he was very worried when he saw that Mr. Fang seemed to be in a dilemma, so he talked a lot to remind him—you should not cross that line for some things. It’s better, young master should understand that there are some personnel matters that we can’t do anything about. Then why should young master be obsessed with it and hold on tightly?”

"..." Fang Lansheng stopped, and the closer he got to the convoy, the more noise came from him, and he rarely put down his smile: "Since Mr. Fu sees clearly, why is he still obsessed like Lan Sheng? "With his back to the moonlight, there are some shadows on his face, making him look even more gloomy.

Fu Yanxin was standing face to face with him at this time, first he looked at Fang Lansheng's face motionless, then sighed slightly, and looked further away, as if he was chasing something he couldn't see clearly: "... Fu So, I don't know..."

The two stood quietly, neither of them spoke again, allowing the moonlight to elongate their figures.

[The author has something to say: Has anyone noticed...in fact, Xiao Fu and Xiao Fang...actually, in this conversation...they both smell of gunpowder. Hey~XD~The enemy of love meets~What will happen~Hey~ XD]