Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Fang Ji walked like flying with Mo Jin on his back, and Fang Lai, who was despised as superfluous, fell so far behind that he couldn't even see a shadow.

"Are you okay?" Fang Ji asked softly.

"Um……"

Sound like a mosquito.

"We're at the foot of the mountain soon. There's an inn there. I've sent Falcon to invite the doctor." Fang Ji stared at the stone steps under his feet, his eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Um……"

Breathless.

The man on his back was getting weaker and weaker, Fang Ji raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, fortunately, he was still alive!

Just as a heart hanging in the sky was withdrawn, suddenly there were bursts of lightning in the sky, thunder and bangs, and black clouds enveloped the entire Wushan Mountain!Damn, it's going to rain!

"My lord, what should I do!" Fang Lai, who had been left behind without a trace, just emerged, but was startled by the lightning and thunder. He looked up at the dark sky, and stared at Fang Ji's back. call.

Fang Ji's eyes and hearts were all about the person whose life was hanging by a thread on his back, so he couldn't care less about other things. He raised his eyes to look at the endless stone ladder, gritted his silver teeth, and rushed down the mountain like the wind.

Who said that Mr. Fang's face is frosty, bitter and bitter, but he is actually fanatical in his heart.

It's just that they seem to be treated differently. For example, the unlucky child who was left behind was absolutely indifferent and ruthless.

With the windy footsteps, more than 1000 stone stairs are only in the blink of an eye. Of course, the blink of an eye is a little longer.

As soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, there was a "wow", heavy rain poured down like the sky had collapsed, the wind whizzed past, Fang Ji whistled, and Falcon came galloping in a carriage.

Fang Ji flicked up his robe, the wide robe covered him tightly, and carried him into the carriage without hesitation.

"Did you find the doctor?" Fang Ji wiped his face and looked at Mo Jin. He didn't know if he was asleep or passed out. Fang Ji took off his robe and wrapped it around him.

"Young master!" Fang Lai rushed towards the carriage with one kick and one kick, and the heavy rain slammed on him, like a hairless rooster, so embarrassing that it made people want to laugh.

"Hurry up!" Fang Ji lifted the curtain and shouted at Fang Lai.

Well, Mr. Fang, a gentleman, gentle as jade...

"Master! The inn was found, but the doctor couldn't find it." Falcon knew that he had neglected his duties, and hung his head, looking as if he deserved death.

"Why?!" Fang Ji was furious: "For so long, in such a big place, the doctor couldn't find it!!!"

Well, the image collapsed...

"Master, all the doctors here are gone for some reason! Master, what should we do now, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the road ahead may not be able to go!" Falcon looked anxiously, and looked from a distance. He glanced at it, turned his eyes away, and didn't look at it.

Not long after, the soaked hairless rooster climbed into the carriage, pitiful and funny, Falcon moved to give half of the land to Fang.

"Go slowly! If you can't go, go around! Don't stop!"

Fang Ji glanced at Fang Lai, shook out a single shirt from the bundle, and threw it to him.

Then he put down the curtain of the car, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and looked tired.

"I can't die..." Mo Jin coughed lightly and hummed.

"Are you awake?" Fang Ji turned sideways and said warmly.

"You said it so loudly, you'd be scared to death." Mo Jin smiled wryly, and said, "It's just some skin trauma, don't worry too much."

Mo Jin's original intention was that he was fine.To him, this injury is really just a drop in the bucket, it's true.

Fang Ji was choked by these words, and he was so anxious that he changed to such a sentence, what a heartless person.

Fang Ji didn't answer, not because he was dissatisfied, he has always suffered from verbal disputes, it is better to talk less and do more.

With lowered eyes, he took out a piece of plain silk from the bundle, took out a kettle, wet the silk, and gently and slowly cleaned off the blood stains on Mo Jin's face and hands.

Mo Jin lay quietly, staring at his face with his eyes, and saw that although this man was a man, he was very gentle and meticulous in taking care of others, as if he knew his way with ease.

It turns out that being cared for by others is such a taste, warm and heartfelt.

The corners of Mo Jin's lips rose slightly, enjoying this unprecedented happiness with peace of mind.

Fang Ji looked up, there was still a lot of blood on the thin white neck, he hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand.

"Don't!" Mo Jin raised his hand to block it, his fair neck flushed.

Fang Ji smiled, wrung out the plain silk, poured some clean water to wet it, and handed it to Mo Jin.

Mo Jin propped himself up, took the plain silk, wiped it casually a few times, and returned the plain silk to Fang Ji.

The air is a little humid and a little stuffy.

Frost and ice meet again.

"Have you brought the wound medicine?" Mo Jin frowned, this time Bingzhu lost, he couldn't help but speak first.The material of Daniel's dirty linen blouse is too rough, and the carriage is bumpy and wobbly, which is really uncomfortable.

"I brought some." Fang Ji was stunned, turned sideways and took out a few small porcelain bottles from the all-purpose bag. He looked at Mo Jin dumbfoundedly, not knowing whether to pass them to him or hold them himself.

Mo Jin turned his head away, trying to take off the smelly coarse cloth short shirt, but found that the sleeves stuck to the flesh of his arms were hard to separate.

"What are you doing?" Fang Ji hurriedly pressed his hands, his eyes sharp and sullen.

Mo Jin wanted to pull out his hands, but Fang Ji pressed them tightly. He said in a hoarse voice, "You... let go, I'll apply the medicine."

Fang Ji hesitated for a moment, Mo Jin quickly pulled out his hands, frowned, clenched his teeth, and let out a "hiss", his sleeves pulled on Mo Jin's wound, bloody and bloody.

Fang Ji was startled, and before he could stop him, he hurriedly picked up a single garment from his bag, tore off a few strips of cloth, and leaned over to bandage Mo Jin.

"Don't touch me!" Mo Jin shouted as he looked at Fang Ji's hand with faint scars.

"What are you doing, you're not a big girl, you're just bandaging the wound!" Fang Ji stared at him inexplicably, very annoyed.One hand froze stiffly in the air, and retracted it embarrassingly.

"I'll do it myself! Go away." Mo Jin said coldly.

Fang Ji stopped talking, threw down the strip of cloth expressionlessly, opened the curtain, and sat in the front of the car.

The person in the car was really cruel to him, as if he didn't think of himself as a human being. Fang Ji felt furious when he thought of his actions just now.

"That's not what I meant..." Mo Jin was momentarily at a loss for words.

Outside the car, there was a violent storm, lightning and thunder.Fang couldn't help but sneezed one after another.The three of them squeezed together outside the car, and Falcon expressed his innocence.

Mo Jin smiled wryly, and thought to himself, if you saw that a mouthful of blood from me could instantly turn a strong man eight feet tall into a corpse, you wouldn't come over to bandage my wound, or you wouldn't even dare to look at it Just look at me...

Thinking about it, feeling lost.

A few people arrived at the inn without embarrassment, Fang Lai helped Mo Jin, not daring to show his air.

"I..." Mo Jin wanted to explain, but he didn't know why, and he didn't know where to start.

Fang Ji bowed his head in silence, opened the door, watched him go in and hurried away, like avoiding a stinging scorpion.

"Wait!" Mo Jin shouted at Fang Ji's back, "I have a reason..."

Fang Ji paused for a while, then turned around slowly, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"I'll tell you later."

"Why later." Fang Ji stared at him.

"Because I can't die now." Mo Jin turned his head away and didn't dare to look into his eyes, but there was a trace of worry in his heart.

"So that's how it is." After a while, Fang Ji took out a jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to him.

"What does that mean?"

"Take it, the falcons will protect you."

Mo Jin shook his head, a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart, he realized his selfishness, and using a pure and kind heart, the blazing fire of shame immediately made him blush...

"I don't need..." Mo Jin turned his back and said no more.He was afraid that he would say something stupid and insincere again.

"Falcon will come over in a while, tell them what you need." After speaking, Fang Ji gently put the jade pendant on the table, and walked out resentfully.

Mo Jin looked at the jade pendant on the table and sighed deeply.

Some people are obviously heartbroken, but they pretend not to care;

After a while, two falcons knocked on the door, and Mo Jin opened the door. One falcon was holding a bundle in his hand, and the other was carrying food.

"Mr. Mo, Falcon Yijiu, if you have anything to do, just order it." Yijiu bowed, "This is your medicine, and no doctor in the city can find it. You ordered me to buy all kinds of wound medicine." Handed Mo Jin a burden.Mo Jin reached out and took it.

"Mr. Mo, your subordinate Eryi." Falcon Eryi seemed injured, and his hand holding the plate was trembling.Mo Jin took the food and put it on the table without eating.Being hanged upside down for too long, my stomach was overwhelmed, I really lost my appetite.

"Why are your names so strange?" Mo Jin picked up the jade pendant again, "Young Master Fang gave me the jade pendant, what about him?"

"Mr. Mo, we Falcons don't have a name." Falcon Er said together.

Mo Jin frowned, this King Ming really did everything without leaking.

"But Mr. Mo, don't worry, I will swear allegiance to the prince and young master to the death." Eryi explained.

"Are you injured?" Mo Jin stretched out his hand to grab Eryi's wrist, and checked Eryi's pulse.

"This is our duty to falcon, Mr. Mo doesn't need to worry about it." Er Yi withdrew his hand, saluted and was about to leave.

"Wait," Mo Jin pondered for a moment, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote two pages and handed them to Yijiu, "The top one is for Eryi, and the bottom one is for me to spare. Go." Yijiu Hearing the sound, he withdrew.

"Spread your hands." Mo Jin said inexplicably.

When Er Yi didn't know, he went in, raised his hand, and opened it for him to have a look.

"Give me the medicine...it's troublesome."

"My lord is serious, don't be so polite to your subordinates, I don't dare to be..." After speaking, he went down to fetch a pot of hot water and put it on the table.

Mo Jin took off one sleeve, and Eryi stepped forward and carefully removed the so-so blood-stained cloth that had been bandaged, and carefully handled the sticky wound.

At this time, Fang Ji walked in gently with Fang Lai.Mo Jin lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Are you a dog, biting yourself like this?" Fang Ji looked at the bloody holes on his arm, and his face changed suddenly.

His mouth was ruthless, his face was covered with frost, but his heart was full of concern.

"Yes, it's still a mad dog." Mo Jin laughed.

"You cut your face too hard?" Fang Ji Duanxiang looked at Mo Jin's face and asked angrily.

"It's okay." Mo Jin said nonchalantly.

While the two were talking, Er Yi had already healed the wound on his arm. Seeing this, Fang Ji stretched out his hand to help Mo Jin pull up the front of his shirt. The collar was slightly open. There were strangle marks on the bony wrists.

Fang Ji didn't dare to look any further, flustered, randomly took out a handkerchief, soaked it in hot water, wrung it out gently, suddenly remembered something, handed the handkerchief to Er Yi, and took a step back.

"My lord, why do you have that handkerchief? You have always been..." Fang Lai looked at the handkerchief and asked in bewilderment.

"My mother gave it to me." Fang Ji said in a low voice, and then snapped: "You talk too much!"

Fang Lai ran away like a frightened bird.Eryi followed closely behind.Fang Ji and Mojin were the only two left in the room, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird. Fang Ji was restless and wanted to slip away.

"When did I become your mother?"

This question was so ironic that Fang Ji didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"I... this... is a bit embarrassing." Fang Ji blushed, not knowing what he was talking nonsense.

"Since it's embarrassing, let's throw it away." Mo Jin closed his eyes and leaned on the bed with a tired look on his face.

"I..." Fang Ji was at a loss, and ran away as if he had done something shameful!

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