The lord can't get along with this butterfly

Hua Zhuo was lying on the bed with a pale complexion, sweating on his forehead, his eyes were weakly half-opened, his eyes looked a little lax due to the pain, he looked seriously ill, and a guard beside him wiped his face Laundry boy.

A few human voices came from far and near outside the door, and accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the closed door was suddenly pushed open.

Hua Zhuo on the bed seemed to be frightened by this, and coughed violently, her whole body trembling with the violent coughing, and the sound of heavy breathing came from the chest cavity, which made people feel heart-wrenching.

The person who came in first paused, and after a while, Hua Zhuo gradually stopped coughing, and then slowly walked forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, Hua Jue clasped the edge of the bed and turned his head to the ground: "Ah-choo—"

"..."

The man stepped back immediately, very disgusted.

"My lord!" The servant hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe Hua Zhuo's nose, and found water to rinse his mouth.

"Oh, son!" The woman who came in one step later hurried forward, stroked Hua Zhuo's back, and gently pushed him back on the bed.

The woman asked the boy worriedly, "Has he had any medicine today?"

"Return to madam, the young master drank it an hour ago." The servant replied honestly.

"The medicine is good, why are you still so sick?" The woman was worried and anxious, and touched Huazhuo's forehead with the back of her hand, "The fever hasn't subsided yet, what if it burns out? ?”

The woman looked at the sick person on the couch with distress, and sighed.

After a while, the man who came in at the beginning suddenly said, "It seems that your son has not recovered from his health today, so please don't bother me too much, come back another day."

The man's voice was deep and sweet, with a hint of coolness in his magnetism, his tone was indifferent, and he seemed almost unreasonable in front of a frail patient.

Hearing the man's words, Huazhu frowned.

This voice was quite different from the one I heard some time ago, and it seemed that it was not the same person.

So he couldn't help raising his eyelids, wanting to see who the speaker was.

Seeing this, he was a little stunned.

I saw that man's face was sharp and sharp, his eyebrows and eyes were like black ink, and he was solemn and solemn, like a quiet spring in a mountain stream.

Those deep eyes looked at him with a little indifference and alienation. He seemed to have just reached the crown's age, but his aura was a bit formidable.

The woman nodded in agreement.

The man didn't look at Hua Zhuo again, turned and left.

Hua Zhuo hadn't recovered from that face when she heard the woman sigh again and said to him: "You haven't seen him yet, that's Wan Wan who sent someone to hire a few days ago. Young master of Qingshan Villa, the master has already finalized your marriage a few days ago."

"He is the owner of the young village?" Hua Zhuo was very surprised, and even raised his tone of voice unconsciously.

Who came before that?

Hua Zhuo frowned, recalling the day when he was hired, the person who came was an old man in his fifties, with a thin young man, and twenty strong men behind him, who carried more than a dozen boxes. The dowry ceremony was a magnificent scene.

At that time, he just squatted in the dark and took a cursory look. He didn't understand the rules of the human world, and thought that young man was the young owner of Wanqing Villa.

Looking at it now, when a mortal goes to someone else's house to hire, maybe he doesn't need to come in person. The young man is probably just a follower, making him think that his fiancé-in-law looks like that.

The woman seemed to be still worried, she didn't notice anything unusual, she nodded and continued: "Your father and the master of Wanqing Villa are close friends, when the young master came to hire you, your father didn't even think about it, I agreed with one bite, and now I even reply to the post.”

"It is widely rumored that the young owner of the villa is a rare and rare genius. He is young, powerful in martial arts, and decent. But in my opinion, he doesn't care about you. If you marry in the future, he will You don’t look like someone who can take care of others... Your marriage contract is settled, but he just took a look and left, you are weak and sickly, if you marry, will your life be easier in the future?” said the woman , more and more sad.

Hua Zhuo stared at the top of the bed, "He looks so good-looking."

The woman gave him a strange look, opened her mouth, hesitated for a while, and said tentatively: "Son, don't you... you like the young hall master of Lingxiao Hall?"

"Do you remember him?" the woman asked again.

Hua Zhuo nodded subconsciously: "He looks good too."

The woman suddenly didn't know what to say.

Hua Zhuo reacted, and changed his words: "But I lost my memory, that young hall master... really can't remember clearly."

He has no memory of the original owner of this body, and only saw it a few days ago.

The woman hesitated to speak, but seeing his frail appearance, she couldn't bear to say more, so she could only persuade her with good words: "It's fine if you don't remember, but the young hall master is not a good man, so don't be so stupid as to seek life and death for him." It's over. Since your father has arranged this marriage for you, you can try to get along with the young master with peace of mind. If it really doesn't work... I will tell you for your mother and let your father withdraw the marriage."

Huazhu pouted.

What a bad man.

A few days ago, he also saw the young hall master go to the Nanfeng Hall, that person just thought he was not good-looking, so he used that as an excuse.

Seeing his strange expression, the woman was about to say something when Hua Zhuo said weakly: "Don't worry, mother, I won't be overwhelmed anymore... I'm tired and want to rest."

The woman nodded, tucked the quilt up for him again, gave some instructions and left.

After the woman left, Hua Zhuo dismissed the servant and calmly walked off the bed.

His illness was not that serious in the first place, but he pretended it temporarily to avoid the situation in front of him.

Hua Zhuo squatted down, groped for a while, pulled out a small wooden box from under the bed, opened it, and began to count the bank notes inside.

He was originally a butterfly who accidentally became a fairy in the sky. He has not been a Taoist for a long time, and his skills are not very strong. For more than ten years, he has been a little gardener and is responsible for managing the flower garden for Taiheng Xianjun.

However, this is the third time he has destroyed the flower garden. Some time ago, when he was avoiding the scolding of the fairy king, he ran into Shouyuansi's site by mistake, and then met a little Shoutong.At that time, he saw that the little Shoutong was in a state of desperation, so he asked him why, and then he found out that this little Shoutong was newly assigned from the Tongban. Because of his unskilled work, when he was delivering disasters to ordinary people, Accidentally gave Death Tribulation to a person who still had five years to live.

Once the catastrophe is sent out, it cannot be taken back. Xiao Shoutong is worried that he will make a big mistake and be punished by the director.So Hua Zhuodang had an idea, and vowed to help him take up this burden, and decided to replace this mortal to complete the five-year lifespan, and escaped from the pursuit of Taiheng Xianjun by the way.

With such a good deed, Xiao Shoutong naturally wouldn't refuse, and even thanked Huazhuo a thousand times, and taught him the only way to enter the mortal body by the way.

——When Hua Zhuo came here, the death calamity hadn't come down yet.

So he used his original form to wait by the original owner's side for a few days, and saw with his own eyes that after the original owner was politely rejected by the young hall master who had been in love with him for a long time, he cried so heartbreakingly in the middle of the night that he couldn't sleep, and finally decided to get up in the dark to relax, but He accidentally fell into a pond and eventually drowned.

The process is very much like martyrdom.

Later, when the body of the original owner was fished out of the water, Hua Zhuo took the opportunity to get on his body.

A mortal's body is fragile, and after falling into the pond and drinking so much water, it is absolutely impossible that nothing will happen to him, so Hua Zhuo miserably caused this disease for him.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of his illness, the young village owner who came from nowhere sent someone over to give the dowry——During the period, Hua Zhuo sneaked a look at it, which resulted in his dissatisfaction with the young village owner. There was a misunderstanding about his appearance, and he finally decided not to get sick.

It was not until today that Hua Zhuo waited for the news of his father's promise of marriage, and the personal visit of the young village owner.

Judging from the current situation, the original owner and the young owner did not know each other earlier, and the young owner had no friendship for him.Moreover, the man looked very cold and heartless, and if he really married, he might be no different from what the woman said.

Although I don't know why the young owner suddenly wanted to marry him, but if it wasn't from the heart, then there must be some other purpose.Hua Zhuo thought about it, but she still planned to run away before being married and abused.

Hua Zhuo counted the banknotes in the box in a good mood, with a look of disdain for money.Then he couldn't help thinking regretfully——if it wasn't for his lack of magic power, he couldn't transform on this body, then maybe he could rely on his face for a living.

After careful consideration, he made sure that he didn't need to bring anything other than the bank notes, so he put a thick stack of bank notes in his arms, lay back on the bed, and waited for the night to fall in peace.

……

That night, Hua Jue took advantage of the dark night and wind to jump out of the window.

Because he didn't have much magic power, he could no longer use his original form after entering this physical body, so he could only use this thin body to climb the wall.

Fengxuemen is located in Qinglan City, the decoration is unique and elegant, and there are many disciples in the door, it is a famous school in Jianghu.But there were not many guards near the inner courtyard at night, as long as he was careful, it would be enough for him to escape.

Hua Zhuo was somewhat frightened, because she was inexperienced and didn't know what to do, she was flustered and flustered. Before she could run [-] meters, she encountered a group of patrolling disciples.

He was already guilty, but now he was in a panic and hid in the bushes beside him... However, it was too dark and he didn't notice that there was a well behind the bushes.

Accompanied by a "plop", a huge splash of water splashed, which was particularly loud in the silent night.

It’s over.

Huazhu thought painfully.

he is...

Martyred again.

The author has something to say:

Ah, this rewind-like martyrdom.

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