"Tell me, what happened just now?" After the barbecue dinner, Murphy wandered outside for a while and came to the tent where Shuoyou was resting. This person, Murphy had known each other in Guxi, and later returned to Rong Zhen with him, and they were quite familiar with each other.

"What's the matter?" Shuo You moved, moved to a far corner from Murphy, looking ignorant.

"General Shuoyou." Mo Fei said blankly, "Don't pretend, I know you know what I'm asking, and your expression was the most eye-catching just now."

"Well, I was a little surprised too."

"Why are you surprised?"

Shuoyou glanced at Mo Fei strangely, and then asked, "Lord Futu is not a native of the country."

Murphy nodded: "I have lived in seclusion with my teacher since I was a child, and I don't know where my ancestral home is."

"That's no wonder." Shuoyou was stunned at first, then looked at him with a strange and inexplicable look, and said, "You don't know, but the lord knows."

"what do you know?"

"Cough, it's not really a big deal."

"Well, let's talk about it, Futu listens attentively." Mo Fei sat on the mat calmly, waiting for the next sentence.

Shuoyou rubbed the expression on his face and explained: "We men from the country will not casually use the same wine glass or the same wine jug to drink with others. Lips don't touch wine utensils either."

"What if you met?"

"That means..." Shuoyou's voice suddenly lowered, "It means that this person is interested in that person."

"..."

There was silence in the tent for a while, and Shuoyou suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, I lied to you."

"..." Murphy narrowed his eyes. In fact, the image of your arrogance and ignorance has always been faked!

"Hahaha, Lord Futu, don't worry too much, it's just to show closeness. With your relationship with the lord, it's normal to be close."

"Really?" Murphy said calmly, "So please don't show a gloating expression when you say this?"

Shuoyou's expression froze, and he said with a haha: "No, no, this general never takes pleasure in misfortune."

"This joke is not funny."

"..."

"Continue the topic just now." Murphy said, "What's the meaning of the lord saying that I can't drink other people's wine? Just because I shared a jug with him?"

That's enough! Shuoyou came over and sat beside her, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Lord Futu doesn't need to worry. The lord is very fond of you and won't treat you lightly."

"I know, but as a servant, it is not a blessing to be too favored."

Shuoyou looked at the top of the tent: "No, Lord Futu is different. The lord will never pass the jug he has used to others. You are the first. And Lord Futu also accepted it, and dipped his lips on the wine bottle. drank the lord's wine."

"What does this mean?"

"...represents...represents that the lord treats you as a heart...belly, you drink wine, and you also express your willingness to follow you all your life and never betray."

"That's why the lord said that you can't drink other people's wine? Neither do your colleagues?"

"Yes, yes." Shuoyou nodded hastily, "For the sake of other people's lives, don't drink from the same pot and drink with anyone other than the lord."

Murphy stared at him for a long while before he said, "Okay, let's just believe it, thank you General for explaining the puzzle."

After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

Seeing that the person finally left, Shuoyou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mother, please forgive the child, the child actually lied just now." Shuoyou repented in a low voice, but his eyes were bright.

In fact, what Shuoyou said just now was basically correct, but he didn't say it completely. If it's between equals, it's not a big problem. But if a person in a high position hands his used wine vessel to a person in a lower position, this is a hint of courtship, drinking from the same cup and agreeing with one heart. Because it is relatively obscure, it is mostly used for exploration between two men. If the other party's lips touch the wine vessel, it means consent; if it is just hanging in the air or not touching it at all, it means refusal.

And Murphy not only took it, but also drank it directly. No matter what she didn't know beforehand, Wu Yue probably already regarded her as his own at this time.

This... it's really hard to say...

When Murphy returned to his tent, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Shuoyou must have nothing to say. If it was just a favor, wouldn't their expressions at that time be too much? And Wu Yue's eyes are not right, so where is he looking at the eyes of his subordinates? Could it be...is it really what she guessed?

Looking at the men's clothes he was wearing, although there was a lot of male style in this era, Wu Yue...it didn't look like it. If it is said that he discovered his daughter's body, it is even more impossible. With Wu Yue's character, once he finds out about this, he will never be so calm.

So, he actually likes men too? Is it a double? This is not a good sign. She looks beautiful on the surface, but once discovered, the consequences will be disastrous. She must not give up this identity before she is fully confident that she can retreat completely.

It seems that the countermeasures must be carefully considered. Even if it is really her misunderstanding this time, there is no guarantee that similar situations will not occur in the future, and she cannot afford to gamble.

The next day, Wu Yue and others left the camp, along with Yuya. This time, Murphy borrowed a horse from the military camp in advance to avoid the trouble of riding with Wuyue again. Wu Yue didn't say anything, just glanced at her with a deep meaning.

Along the way, Murphy was still thinking about countermeasures for Wu Yue's affairs, but he had to get busy when he returned to Fuzhong. Some of the compiled textbooks were presented, and Murphy had to start reviewing, screening, and correcting with the rest of the people in charge. This was a very boring and energy-consuming task.

She has always been rigorous and serious about her work, and at the same time, she is just an excuse to reduce the time she spends alone with Wu Yue.

When everyone else is resting, she will return to her yard with the book to continue reviewing. She knew very little about the literary classics and knowledge structure of this era. Now that she has such a good opportunity to learn, how could she let it go?

After reading so many ancient books in a row, Murphy had a good idea in mind. After this period of time, he might be able to put it on the agenda.

"Dang..." Xi Zhi, who was about to deliver tea to Mo Fei, suddenly saw a figure standing by the window, almost screaming, and when he saw that it was Wu Yue, he wanted to kneel and salute.

Wu Yue waved his hand and said coldly, "Silence."

Xizhi immediately retreated and knelt aside, and glanced carefully at Wu Yue, wondering why the master didn't go in. Don't you usually come to this yard to drink tea and soup at night?

Wu Yue just watched the people in the room quietly. Under the dim candlelight, the young man's expression was focused and serious, his short hair was hanging down slightly, one hand was on his cheek, the other was flipping through the book, and sometimes he would rub his fingers because of the cold. Under that circle of light, it seems to be a world of its own, which is unbearable to disturb.

So, Wu Yue stopped here.

This person will definitely belong to him, he is sure of this. In particular, he also took his own jug. From then on, he no longer had to suppress his desires and could have him completely. However, seeing him like this, he hesitated again, perhaps he prefers to keep his beauty rather than satisfy the desires of his body. Even just watching so quietly, he could feel a sense of consolation.

Well, that's it for now. He didn't want to wrong him casually. With his current reputation, if he fell into his account, I'm afraid...

Sighing slightly, Wu Yuechao knelt on the side of Xizhidao: "Don't tell Futu this king to come here, reveal a word, kill."

"Here." Xi Zhi busy agreed.

Wu Yue hadn't come to Murphy for several days, which made her feel strange, but at the same time she was completely relieved. It seemed that her actions that day were just a misunderstanding. With Wu Yue's status, how could she be able to treat herself as a competent courtier? start? Isn't this self-indulgent?

Murphy closed the book in his hand and stretched. The screening and finalization of the textbooks has come to an end, and the class can officially start only after the academy is finished. Before that, nearly 100 students had signed up, which was a bit confusing. The number of the first batch of students in the left group was tentatively set at 120, while there was no limit on the right group. She has investigated and found that there are currently no more than 300 orphans under the age of twelve Rong Zhen, and the academy is absolutely capable of accepting them.

Now that everything is ready, the only thing owe is a resounding name of the acade. This task can only be handed over to Wu Yue, the king of Rong Zhen.

"Sir, there is a warrior outside the door asking to see you." Yue Zhi reported.

"Warrior? Who?"

"The person who came here didn't tell the name, just said it was an old friend of the adult."

Old friend? Mo Fei moved in his heart and asked Yuezhi to invite people in.

Not long after, a familiar figure strode in.

Sure enough it was him. After saying goodbye in the past, he said that he would meet again when he became famous, but now he actually came as promised.

"Yanzhu Guhe is here to meet you." Guhe was still dressed as a Luotuo warrior, with a bag on his shoulders and a long knife on his waist.

Murphy hurriedly stood up and greeted him: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Guhe will be fine."

"Blessed by Tofutu, everything is fine."

Murphy invited him to a seat and ordered Yue to serve tea.

After Gu He sat down, he looked around and said with a smile: "Fu Tu is famous now, but his residence is so simple?"

"Simple?" Mo Fei was stunned, "This is the palace, how can it be so shabby?"

Gu He disapproved and said: "There is not even a single decent decoration in the house, and it is not simple? King Rong Zhen is too thin to be a floating map!"

"Lonely crane, don't talk nonsense." Murphy said, "I have never liked luxury. I am very satisfied with the quietness here."

"Then Futujie doesn't mind raising an extra general?"

"He Yan doesn't mind, I can't ask for it." With such a strong bodyguard, what reason did she have to keep out of the door? Although this person has some crooked thoughts towards her, he is still an upright person, and he will definitely not make nasty actions that are difficult for strong men.

Lone Crane showed a happy smile. Then, he suddenly took out something from his package. It was the potion that Murphy had given him, but the bottle was empty.

"this is not……"

"It was the medicine that Fu Tu gave to someone, and it saved someone's life just a few months ago."

"What happened?"

Gu He slowly said: "Two months ago, a certain received a mission to help people escort a batch of goods to Xiaqi, but he encountered a strong bandit halfway, the caravan suffered heavy casualties, and almost all the warriors who accompanied a certain were killed, and a certain also Several knives were stabbed in my body, and I almost lost my life. Fortunately, this medicine stopped the bleeding in time, so I was able to survive. Therefore, a certain person came to look for you just after recovering his body."

"The world is dangerous, and it is a great blessing for Guhe to save his life."

"Gu He hereby thanked Fu Tu for the gift of the medicine. This medicine is very effective and must be very precious. I am very grateful." Gu He rarely put away his cynical expression and bowed to Mo Fei cautiously.

Murphy hurriedly stopped and said, "Guhe also saved my life that day, so no more courtesy."

"As a martial artist, you will be rewarded for your kindness. Guhe hereby promises that unless Futu himself expels him, Guhe will guard him for life and never leave him."