Just as Zhang Ruomei was hesitating, Fang Zian's next words directly hit her weak spot and she could no longer refuse.

"Miss Zhang can take a bath first. I'll go to the kitchen and get some food for Miss Zhang. After I'm full, I'll have a nice sleep in the humble house. You can go wherever you want tomorrow, how about that?"

A woman wants to be clean at all times, not dirty, sweaty and sloppy. Zhang Ruomei knows her current appearance. She has been hiding in Tibet for so many days, and it is already good to be able to evade arrest.

How could she have time to care about her own image? But in fact, she felt terribly uncomfortable all over her body. The sweat on her body was dry and wet, wet and dry again, and her clothes were wrinkled and stiff, like the cloth used for soles made of rice paste in ordinary people's homes.

I have scars and long hair that I haven’t had for many days, and it’s messy and itchy. Under such circumstances, Fang Zian’s proposal is obviously irresistible.

And if you can have a good meal and a good night's sleep, that will be the icing on the cake.

"Isn't it... that you are bothering Mr. Fang too much? How can you be so annoying when you and I meet by chance?"

Zhang Ruomei's kind words actually meant agreement. How could Fang Zian not know?

"Don't bother me, don't bother me. Miss Zhang is a loyal person and a righteous person who assassinated the Qin thieves. I admire you very much. Although we meet by chance, people in the world don't care about these details. That's it, I'll prepare it.

Miss Zhang, sit down for a moment."

Fang Zian came to the main room, moved the big water tank under the porch, dumped all the water inside, got some water to wash up, and moved it into the west wing. Then he filled up half the tank with clean water from a wooden bucket. Then he went to the kitchen.

He set up firewood and put half a pot of hot water in, letting it warm up. He put soap and cloth and other items next to it, and then he came out and said to Zhang Ruomei: "Miss Zhang, the warm water is ready. You can go and take a bath yourself.

Let’s go to the kitchen and cook you something to eat.”

Zhang Ruomei's face was slightly red, and she thanked her hurriedly. Just now she smelled the smell on her own body, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she wanted to wash it off. So under Fang Zian's guidance, she came to the door of the west wing and was about to

When they entered, Fang Zian said again: "Miss, wait a moment, it seems that you don't have a change of clothes. Is it possible that you are still wearing dirty clothes?"

Zhang Ruomei's face was slightly feverish, and she lowered her head and said, "But I have no clothes, I lost my package. I only have this set of clothes on me."

Fang Zian smacked his lips and thought for a while and said: "At this time, the market outside will be closed, and we can't buy suitable clothes. My mother passed away early, and I burned all her clothes and gave them to her old man.

If the young lady doesn’t think I’m being rude, she can only wear the gown below temporarily. The young lady’s clothes can be starched and washed in the meantime. The weather will be dry in the morning like this. The young lady can change back into her own clothes tomorrow.

.Do you think it is okay?"

Zhang Ruomei thought for a while and could only nod in agreement. There is nothing to worry about at this time. It doesn't matter if you wear it temporarily. Fang Zian went to the low cabinet in the room and took out a set of his own washed gowns for Zhang Ruomei.

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"I'll go to the kitchen to get some food for the young lady. I'll come in after you take a bath." After that, he went out to the side room outside the kitchen in front of Zhang Ruomei, and closed the door behind him.

Zhang Ruomei stood quietly for a moment and stepped forward

Stepping into the west wing room, the large water tank full of warm water exuded a faint warm water vapor and seemed to have a faint fragrance. Zhang Ruomei stretched out her hand to untie her clothes, but stopped and listened quietly.

There was movement outside. I could hear the sounds of pots and pans coming from the kitchen outside. Fang Zian was obviously busy making food for himself. Zhang Ruomei secretly blamed herself for not thinking too much, Mr. Fang didn't look like that.

However, she felt that it was necessary to be on guard against others. After struggling for a moment, she finally gritted her teeth, took off her clothes, and stepped into the water tank. Of course, she did not forget to put her long sword against the water.

Be on the edge of the tank, ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

Fang Zi'an made a large bowl of noodles, put two eggs, and put two small plates of pickles on the tray. After finishing these, he was already sweating profusely. So he sat in the kitchen and waited until he heard

There was a sound of the door opening, and the light of the candlelight in the hall was revealed, and then he called softly: "Miss Zhang, can I go in?"

Zhang Ruomei shouted: "Young Master Fang can come in."

Fang Zian then came out with the tray and walked to the door of the corridor. Zhang Ruomei stood inside the door, holding a candlestick in his hand for Fang Zian to light up. When Fang Zian saw Zhang Ruomei's appearance, he was stunned.

Stunned there.

After bathing and changing clothes, Zhang Ruomei's long hair was spread around her waist, like a waterfall. She was wearing Fang Zian's gown, which looked very ill-fitting. However, even the large robe could not hide her strong and plump figure, and it was also wide and bloated.

The clothes made Zhang Ruomei exude an indescribable strange charm. The beautiful face in front of her produced a strange beauty under the shadow of the flickering candlelight, which was three parts innocent and seven parts ghostly.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang?" Zhang Ruomei called softly.

Fang Zian woke up with a start and said hurriedly: "Oh, Miss Zhang is blocking the road, can you borrow it for a while?"

Zhang Ruomei blushed and hurriedly stepped aside. Fang Zian entered the room, put the tray on the table, and put the dishes in the tray on the table. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

The sound was very loud.

Zhang Ruomei, who was holding the candlestick, was stunned and said in astonishment: "Mr. Fang, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Zian said: "Damn mosquitoes!"

Zhang Ruomei said oh and didn't ask any more questions. But she knew that Fang Zian was not killing mosquitoes, but the evil thoughts in his mind. From the moment he saw Zhang Ruomei's appearance after taking a bath, Fang Zian kept flashing in his mind.

The thought that crossed my mind was, 'She's not wearing anything underneath.' How could a young man with strong blood not feel agitated when he thought of the beautiful woman in front of him with no silk robes on her robe? When the thought in his mind

When the dirty images and thoughts kept lingering, Fang Zian had to give himself a slap in the face to warn himself not to be so shameless.

"Ms. Zhang, eat it while it's hot. I'm not good at cooking noodles, so it may not be delicious. I'd like to ask Miss Zhang to take care of it," Fang Zian said.

Zhang Ruomei said softly: "Thank you very much, Master Fang. I'm really annoying you."

Fang Zian smiled and said: "I've already said it, children of the world, why bother with this. Just eat, I'll go outside and see if there's anyone suspicious."

After saying that, Fang Zian hurried out and left, not daring to look at Zhang Ruomei for fear that he would have another thought in his mind.

There are some evil things. It’s not that I really want to go out to check if there are any suspicious people, but I need to take a breath and relax myself.

In the room, Zhang Ruomei put the candlestick on the table and sat down slowly. The bowl of noodles in front of her exuded an alluring aroma, which made her stomach growl. She quickly covered her stomach to control herself, feeling

She thought: Fortunately Mr. Fang went out, otherwise it would be really embarrassing for him to hear the growling of her stomach. She picked up her chopsticks and was about to eat the noodles, but suddenly stopped again, thinking about leaving Wuyishan Taoist Temple.

What Master said at that time.

"Tong'er, the outside world is very dangerous. As a woman, you have to be extra careful. Although you are accomplished in martial arts, you don't have to worry about those villains. But the means of harming people in this world are not just swords and fists.

, and there are many insidious ways to harm others. You must be careful, especially with men."

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruomei hesitated. She thought, after all, she met Mr. Fang by chance, and she didn't know what his character was like. What if he put medicine in the pasta or something, then she would have fallen into his trap. However, he seemed to have another problem.

He doesn't look like that kind of person. If he wanted to harm himself, he could have just led the officers and soldiers to arrest him that day. Should he trust his own judgment or his master's advice?

When Fang Zian was walking slowly in the yard, he would think of the girl in the house who was deeply entangled in the conflict between heaven and man. After feeling calm, Fang Zian returned to the house and found that the bowl of noodles in front of Zhang Ruomei had been completely eaten.

After seeing the bottom and drinking all the soup, Zhang Ruomei still made her own choice. She chose to believe in Fang Zian. This was the first time she put her master's instructions behind her.

"Are you full? If not, I'll cook another bowl." Fang Zian said.

Zhang Ruomei raised her head, with tears on her face. Fang Zian said in shock, "What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with me? Have you offended the young lady?"

Zhang Ruomei shook her head and said softly: "No, I was moved to tears. Thank you so much, Master Fang. The noodles cooked by Master Fang are delicious. This is the most delicious noodles I have ever eaten in my life. Ruomei sincerely thanks Master Fang."

Fang Zian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, go back to your room and go to sleep. It's getting late and you must be very tired. I'll take care of the dishes and chopsticks. Don't worry about anything. I'll lay the bed for you."

Futon and mattress, luckily I bought new mattress and quilt a few days ago, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Fang Zian took a mat and quilt and made a bed in the west wing room and asked Zhang Ruomei to rest. Zhang Ruomei thanked her repeatedly. After entering the room, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep for a moment. From the moment she ate the noodles, she had completely let go of her guard against Fang Zian.

, completely trusting Fang Zi'an. The hard work and fear, high mental tension and fatigue for many days made her almost never sleep well. At this moment, in the safe place of Fang's house, she relaxed and fell asleep quickly.

Sweet as a baby.

Fang Zian did not fall asleep so easily. After clearing the dishes, he returned to the room and went to bed. He tossed and turned for a long time, thinking about the things in front of him. His husband was imprisoned in the Dali Temple Prison. How could he be rescued?
Chapter completed!