Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 240 Attentive and Busy to Please

Seeing that Gao Yang was angry, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile, and walked slowly to the side of the beautiful woman, with self-blame and guilt in her heart, and shamelessly started talking.

"Ah, lady. Are you tired from running all the way?" Fang Yiai picked up the upside-down teacup on the tea table, poured a cup of rough tea in a courteous manner, and then brought it to Gao Yang with both hands.

Looking at Gao Yang who was as cold as ice, Fang Yiai smiled and said, "Have a cup of fragrant tea to relieve fatigue?"

Faced with the teacup handed by her husband, Gao Yang's heart warmed up, and he instinctively wanted to take it, but thinking of Fang Yiai's embarrassing situation as a "deserter", the little girl who wanted her husband to become a dragon suddenly filled with resentment, snorted coldly, and went on She turned her face to the other side, obviously not intending to forgive her brother Jun'er.

After the hot face touched her nose, Fang Yiai sighed helplessly, and thought to herself, "What kind of deserters are you talking about? This is good, Shu'er must be angry!"

Putting down the teacup, Fang Yiai gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, put her hands on Gao Yang's shoulders, and pinched her shoulders for his wife as if flattering her.

Looking at the patches of dust behind Gao Yang, and thinking of the scene where she fell from the horse in shock, Fang Yiai felt distressed and blamed herself, and asked softly, "Shu'er, must it be very tiring to ride a horse?"

The soft words in his ears reminded Gao Yang of his running all the way, as well as the shocking scene of falling off the red-maned horse by mistake.

"He came all the way to look for you regardless of the danger, but he didn't expect to find a deserter! Brother Jun'er is already 19 years old this year, why is he still so hard-working? Is he just going to be like a dandy all his life? "

After thinking about it in his heart, Gao Yang's anger rose instead. Out of disappointment with Fang Yiai, Gao Yang raised his palm, turned his back and pushed Fang Yiai's hands away.

Frustrated the second time, Fang Yiai complained endlessly, "Shu'er must have been caused by me being a deserter, so what should I do?"

Standing at the same place, thoughts quickly flew, Fang Yiai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, grinned silently, and then opened the door and ran out of the guest room.

Seeing Fang Yiai leave, Gao Yangdai frowned frequently, bit her crimson lips lightly and thought to herself, "Could Brother Jun'er be angry? Well, he must be angry!"

After misunderstanding that Fang Yiai left in a fit of anger, Gao Yang picked up the teacup on the tea table and muttered while drinking tea: "Brother Jun'er is always so narrow-minded, and he misunderstood that he had an affair with Bianji before! How could I fall in love with a Where's the monk?"

Looking back on the past, Gao Yang became more and more annoyed, he put his teacup on the table heavily, and mumbled, "Brother Jun'er is so petty, he really doesn't look like a real man, if only he had a big heart."

After a while, just when Gao Yang couldn't hold back his curiosity and was about to go out to look for Fang Yiai, her son-in-law appeared in her line of sight without missing a beat, carrying two buckets.

Seeing Fang Yiai's return, after dispelling the worries in his heart, Gao Yang once again made a face like Qiushuang, staring at other places, so he was not willing to take a look at Fang Yiai.

Putting down the bucket and closing the door, Fang Yiai brought a birch basin, squatted in front of Gao Yang, and used a gourd ladle to get some clean water from the hot and cold buckets.

After filling the birch basin with water, Fang Yiai reached out to test the temperature of the water, and after confirming that she was satisfied, she brought the basin in front of Gao Yang.

"It's really hard for my lady to travel a hundred miles to find a humble person."

Said, without waiting for Gao Yang's reaction, Fang Yiai stretched out her hand to embrace her muddy embroidered shoes, held the embroidered shoes in her hands in twos and then put them aside for washing later.

Seeing Fang Yiai looking like she wanted to wash her feet, Gao Yangfang's heart trembled, and she wanted to stop her, but she was afraid that Fang Yiai would take this opportunity to open a dyeing workshop, so she had no choice but to stand on the sidelines, but her heart was warm.

Putting a pair of jade feet into the water basin, most of Gao Yang's exhaustion caused by running around disappeared in an instant, and the complaints against Fang Yiai in his heart also gradually disintegrated a little.

Just as Gao Yang was immersed in this long-awaited warmth, Fang Yiai, who was full of guilt in his heart, immediately washed his wife's feet with his own hands.

Although the two got married, they had never been husband and wife. Feeling the restraint on the soles of their feet at this moment, Gao Yang, who had never done anything before, panicked. , but was caught by the charming scene of him enforcing the family law.

Feeling the beauty's emotional changes, Fang Yiai still didn't know what Gao Yang was thinking. Looking back on the past, the Wen Chaogong couldn't help but blushed, and muttered: "My lady, you and my bridal chamber, are you too reckless? gone?"

Seeing that Fang Yiai had figured out her thoughts, Gao Yang snorted coldly. Although her heart was brimming with happiness, she was afraid that Brother Jun'er's stomach would relapse, so she would not let go. Sitting on the chair was not stealthily looking at Fang Yiai. The intention to speak.

Hearing Gao Yang's cold snort, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile, squatting on the ground while flattering his wife with sincerity and graciousness, and muttered: "Ah, lady. It's definitely not true, it's all because of others."

Saying that, Fang Yiai let out a smirk, and lightly scratched Gao Yang's sole behind his back.

Gao Yang had already been coaxed away by Fang Yiai's apology, but at this moment he was scratched unexpectedly, and couldn't help covering his face and chuckling.

Seeing his wife laughing out loud, Fang Yiai strikes while the iron is hot, "Madam, please forgive this poor man."

At this point, Gao Yang saw Fang Yiai's attentive expression, so he simply let go, "I didn't blame Brother Jun'er at all, it was Brother Jun'er who wanted to wash Shu'er himself."

In the middle of speaking, Gao Yang showed a smug smile, his phoenix eyes were shy, and his eyes were shy, looking at Fang Yiai, just like a newlywed wife joking with her husband.

"It's my job to wash the script with the lady, not to mention that Shu'er is a royal princess, and my son-in-law is just a foil."

Having said that, Fang Yiai's eyes were fixed on Gao Yang's cheek, obviously trying to test the beauty's reaction.

Looking at Fang Yiai with a smirk on his face, Gao Yang spat softly behind his back, "My enemy, you are testing him again. Could it be that the family law is going to be enforced again?"

Thinking of the word "Family Law", Gao Yang's cheeks were flushed, extending along the icy muscles to his temples.

"Brother Jun'er once said that you and I are in the room. There is no distinction between monarch and minister."

Shyly speaking what was in his heart, Gao Yang raised his jade feet, and took a handkerchief to wipe off the water drops.

Hearing Gao Yang's soft words with her own ears, Fang Yiai laughed at herself like a fool, then picked up the water basin, and ran all the way to the door to pour out the waste water.

Returning to the shop again, Gao Yang had already put on her embroidered shoes, and on the tea table in front of her was a cup of hot tea that was [-]% full, apparently for Fang Yiai.

After hastily washing her hands, Fang Yiai put two buckets by the wall, tidied up her clothes, and then carefully stood in front of Gao Yang.

Straightening the wooden chair beside him for Fang Yiai, Gao Yang regained his innocence that day, "Brother Jun'er, let's drink some tea."

Seeing his wife let go of her complaints, Fang Yiai didn't have anything to say, after nodding with a smile, she sat beside Gao Yang, held a teacup in her hand and watched the beautiful woman carefully.

After seeing Gao Yang's bent arm that could not be straightened, Fang Yiai suddenly heard the thrilling scene of his wife falling off a horse on the official road.

Fang Yiai has learned a lot of medical skills from the "Hunyuan Heart Sutra", now he is not willing to let his wife suffer for nothing, put down the teacup and quilt, he stood up and stood in front of the beautiful woman, gently lifted Gao Yang's injured arm with both hands.

Because Gao Yang's arm was slightly bruised when falling off the horse, Gao Yang's arm was slightly bruised. She could not bear her husband's worry before, and kept gritting her teeth. Now she was touched by Fang Yiai, her brows clustered, and her face was full of pain.

Seeing that his wife was in torment, Fang Yiai quickly circulated his true energy and healed Gao Yang's bruised arm.

"In Chang'an, I learned several bone-setting techniques from He Bangshou. How did Shuer's arm get injured?"

"It's okay, I accidentally bumped into the door frame before, it's just a little red and swollen."

During the conversation between the two, Gao Yang's arm recovered in all directions after the restoration of true qi. It was not because Fang Yiai could not heal it, but because he was afraid that a complete cure would arouse Gao Yang's suspicion, so there was some leeway in the balance .

Letting go of her jade arm, Fang Yiai, who had witnessed Gao Yang's fall from the horse before, would not know that "hitting on the door frame" was just a reassuring word Gao Yang used to deceive himself.

Feeling guilty and remorseful, Fang Yiai sighed softly, and was about to say something to Gao Yang, when Gao Yang grasped a corner of the soapy black brocade robe that was tied around his waist before.

Seeing the brocade robe on her husband's waist, Gao Yang thought about it for a moment, and suddenly heard the dragon lantern festival. The clothes worn by "He Zudao" in Wufeng Tower were exactly the same as what Fang Yiai was wearing at this moment. shape.

(End of this chapter)