"Walk with me." Fan Xian stretched out his right arm as a gesture of invitation.
Ye Linger stared blankly at his face, then laughed immediately, looked back at the room in the corner of the courtyard, and teasingly said: "Why are you not in a hurry now?"
Fan Xian laughed loudly: "It's just urination."
Ye Linger took a few steps forward, walked side by side with him, tilted her head, looked at him with those barking eyes, and asked curiously: "Master, is the conversation in the flower hall just so uncomfortable for you?"
Hearing the word "Master" again, Fan Xian's heart warmed for no reason. After he was taken aback, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he replied, "You know me too, and you're not very used to such occasions."
"How was life in Jiangnan?" Ye Linger shrugged and followed beside him, saying, "I know something happened on the way back, Master, I should have gone to see you, but..."
It's not that he hesitated to speak, but he stopped his mouth helplessly. The entire Qing Kingdom was speculating about the truth of the Valley Sniper Killing, and who the real culprit was who wanted to kill Fan Xian, and many people had cast their suspicious eyes on the Second Prince. After Ye Linger found out that Fan Xian was assassinated, she was naturally shocked and worried. She even asked her husband in private. It's really inconvenient to visit Fan's residence because of his identity.
Fan Xian smiled, patted her on the shoulder naturally, and said, "I'm a solid person, how can accidents happen so easily?"
The outstretched hand suddenly froze. Fan Xian took it back and laughed at himself. The other party is now married as a princess, so he must be measured in what he says and does.
While chatting about the situation after the farewell, the two walked along the road to the lake in the winter forest of the palace. Fan Xian said softly, "Wan'er hasn't seen you for a while, and I've been reading aloud a few days ago."
Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er were best friends in the boudoir when they were married, but now they are married to the most incompatible two of the young generation of Qing Kingdom, so they inevitably have great troubles.
Ye Linger said sadly, "I miss her too."
"I usually come to the mansion to play when I have nothing to do." Fan Xian said gently, "If it's not convenient for you to leave the mansion, I'll send her to see you in the mansion."
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Ye Ling'er sighed, stood still beside a bare winter tree, looked at Fan Xian and asked quietly, "Master, I really don't understand you men, including him, all of your words are so similar... Let the listeners always think that there has never been anything between you."
The him in these words is naturally the second prince.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "What does the killing of men have to do with the friendship between you girls?"
"It doesn't matter?" Ye Linger's temperament was straightforward, and she raised her face and said, "Could it be that after one of Wan'er and I becomes a widow, can we still talk freely like before?"
Fan Xian was stunned, and after a while he smiled bitterly and said, "Then what do you think?"
Ye Linger stood beside the tree silently, and sighed after a long time, she knew in her heart that there were many things that could not be changed according to her own will, as the daughter of the Ye family, in the days before she got married, she could Wearing that fiery red dress, galloping along the long street, let the people in the whole capital know her face, don't care what the imperial guards will say, what father will be angry... because she is Ye Linger, but What is Ye Linger to the entire Qing Kingdom
"I saw your uncle in Jiangnan." Fan Xian changed the subject with a smile, and warned, "However, not many people know about this, so don't spread the word."
"Understood." Ye Linger was a little surprised: "Then what is the old man doing in Jiangnan?"
At this time, it was Fan Xian's turn to be surprised: "Your uncle is also a great master, so you shouted?"
Ye Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "He wanders outside every year, and occasionally he doesn't bring any good things home... I call him old man, what can he say?"
Fan Xian smiled, but through Ye Linger's words, he confirmed the degree of intimacy between Ye Liuyun and the Ye family, and Ye Liuyun was traveling around the world in name, but he must have returned home quite a few times, otherwise he would be so young at such a young age. Ye Linger wouldn't shout so affectionately.
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"After getting married, did you abandon your kung fu?" Fan Xian asked softly.
Ye Ling'er chuckled, wondering if the master was going to test her, but under the current circumstances, Fan Xian still didn't keep a distance from herself in order to avoid anything, this made the woman feel a little better, her eyes showed eagerness to try .
Fan Xian pretended not to see this look, and left the lonely winter tree on his own, and walked towards the lake in front of him. At this time, the two of them had made a big circle and arrived at the other corner of the cold lake. , the corner of the flower hall covered by winter trees can be vaguely seen not far away.
A gust of cold wind came from behind with a whoosh, piercing behind Fan Xian's ear very quickly and sinisterly!
Fan Xian didn't turn his head, he shrugged his right shoulder, the domineering zhenqi in his body surged along the widening meridians, poured into his right arm, and forced his right arm to struggle naturally!
With a wave of the palm back, the five slender fingers turned into five stumped branches, and several afterimages were formed, which were tapped on the cold wind behind the head in an incomparably fast and incomparably clear sequence.
There were several crackling sounds, and the things in the cold wind were beaten for no reason and fell down.
However, Ye Linger's reaction was extremely quick, and she punched Fan Xian directly on the back of the head.
Fan Xian didn't dare to push himself too hard, turned his toes, turned his whole body around, turned his palms over naturally, and blocked them... It was as if two large door panels had suddenly been erected in front of him, and Ye Linger's fist The wind is completely blocked out of the door!
Immediately afterwards, he stopped, bent his knee slightly, and turned the silent foot below him abruptly.
With a few puffs, the battle was declared over.
Fan Xian and Ye Linger stood by the lake, fists and palms intersecting, and the legs below were also intertwined... This posture looked a bit ambiguous, Fan Xian felt the bouncing touch coming from his knees, and felt very natural in his heart. Slightly swaying, gave birth to some other feelings.
He coughed twice, separated from Ye Linger, and said with a smile: "It's still too slow."
Unconvinced, Ye Linger withdrew the unsheathed knife and said, "That's because you were too fast."
Fan Xian's eyes unintentionally drooped, looking at the pair of cute little cotton boots with embroidered covers on Ye Linger's feet, imagining that if he had moved slower earlier and let this little foot kick his stomach, it must have been uncomfortable.
"Don't use this trick in the future, it will kill offspring." He joked.
Ye Linger snorted and said: "Master said that the so-called small tricks are shameless three words... No wonder this kick can't hit you, I just want to understand, you like doing these insidious tricks the most, of course you can do it." Guess my next move."
Fan Xian was at a loss for words. In the previous fight between the two, Ye Linger used Fan Xian's trick, but Fan Xian used the Ye family's big coffin splitting, which is a simplified version of Master Ye Liuyun Sanshou. , although Ye Linger is considered a rare seventh-rank master among women, but in front of him, there is naturally no room for display.
Ye Linger suddenly asked in confusion: "Master, although my stab in the back was a false move, why did you dare to use Sanshou to flick it away?"
Fan Xian glanced at her and said with an angry smile: "Since it's a trial move, of course you won't use any sharp weapon to feed poison, so what am I afraid of? ... Also, your little tricks are still not vicious enough. If you are restrained, hairpins on your head can also be used to kill people."
Ye Ling'er glared at him and said, "Then we all have to leave? This is in the residence of His Royal Highness, where can I find a maid to comb my hair?"
Fan Xian laughed loudly and said, "Then there is still a mouth... that can bite."
"Could it be that the master I worship is a big dog?" Ye Ling'er was a little annoyed, and said in disbelief: "As a master, I don't know how to give way."
Fan Xian looked at the stubborn and unconvinced girl's house, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he smashed her nose with his fist on the long street in Kyoto two years ago, making her squat on the ground and cry, and smiled happily. stand up. After a while, he suddenly said: "I don't want to call you master anymore. Although I have no objection, you are the princess after all."
Ye Linger and Fan Xian's master-student match, in fact, the dignitaries in the capital are very aware of it, just treat it as a child's nonsense, and don't care much, even Ye Zhong himself has never raised any objections , but now that the situation has changed earlier, and Ye Linger's status is more noble, it is only natural for Fan Xian to have this proposal.
But Ye Linger didn't like it, so he said angrily: "So what if I call it? If it doesn't work, then you can call me master. Anyway, the Ye family's Sanshou is logical, and it can't be passed on to outsiders."
Fan Xian stifled, and smiled wryly, knowing that Ye Linger was telling the truth, he had learned how to split the coffin from her, and he really took advantage of the other party, so he couldn't say anything to increase the distance if.
The two walked along the lakeside. Ever since Ye Ling'er became a princess, how could she have had the opportunity to show her face everywhere and fight with others for fun. Today, she occasionally fought against her master. Although it was only for a moment, she was very excited. It was hard to calm down. After a long while of calm, he suddenly said: "Master, my father has also returned to Beijing."
Fan Xian was startled, and understood what she was reminding him of.
"Those people in the old military department hate you very much now." Ye Linger looked at him with a half-smile.
Fan Xian shook his head and smiled wryly. No matter how strong his power was, as long as the military was still on the opposite side of him, and people from the Ye family and Qin family were still alive, he would not be able to cause a fundamental blow to the second prince, nor would he be able to completely attack the second prince. Eliminate the second prince's strong desire to grab the dragon chair. Ye Chong's return to Beijing was just to report on his duties, but he, and Ye Liuyun behind him, had become the pillars of the second prince because of Ye Linger's relationship...
After a few days of silence, I don't want to hear any more bad news from you. "
After a moment of silence, Ye Linger said seriously: "Master, no matter what, I will always be a girl of the Ye family, and I will stand by my father and him."
Fan Xian paused, and after thinking for a long time, he said very seriously: "It's quite right, trust me, I'm telling the truth."
There was a trace of sadness in Ye Linger's eyes. Knowing that Fan Xian's words came from the heart, she also knew more clearly that the positions between each other were always difficult to soften.
"Look, the ice on this lake will always melt." Fan Xian suddenly said with a smile, "Who says things in this world are so certain?"
Ye Linger smiled, her eyes exuded a pure and gratifying brilliance like jade, and nodded emphatically.
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Not far from the opposite side of the lake is a flower hall with open windows, and you can see those people chatting inside. Fan Xian pointed that way, and teased Ye Linger who was beside him, "It's really inappropriate for us to stroll on this side of the lake. If the people in the pavilion saw it, they might talk nonsense."
Although the folk customs of the Qing Kingdom are open, it is always a little inappropriate for men and women to get along alone, Ye Linger looked slightly embarrassed.
Fan Xian continued to tease: "Do you think the second child will be angry at this time? But he still keeps that shy and calm smile on his face?"
"Don't forget, you smile like a ghost every day!" Ye Ling'er was furious, and said, "Also, you should think about what Wan'er is thinking first."
"Wan'er is a nice person." Fan Xian sighed, "She has been urging me to find more sisters and sisters to accompany her..."
As soon as this remark came out, Fan Xian thought inwardly that it was terrible, this molestation had gone beyond the boundaries between a master and his disciples, and Meng Lang was a little bit more energetic when the ambiguity was clear.
Sure enough, Ye Linger was stunned before she understood what he was talking about. After being shocked, she became furious and hit him on the head with her fists clenched.
Fan Xian knew that it was his habitual hooliganism that erupted, and he felt so ashamed that he dared not fight back. He turned into a bereaved dog and fled along the lake in panic, trying to hide in that flower hall.
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In the flower hall, the half-person-high narrow windows were open, and the cold wind from the lake was blowing in, but it was transformed into a fresh and pleasant spring breath by the warm cage. The men and women of the royal family in the hall were talking about the interesting stories of their childhood, but then someone first noticed the man and woman on the other side of the lake.
The princess smiled and said, "Look what this is doing?"
The eldest prince raised his eyes, his expression changed slightly, and he explained with a smile: "That kid has always regarded himself as Ling'er's master, I'm afraid he is teaching others again."
The eldest princess smiled, and glanced at the second prince's expression from the corner of her eye.
At this time, Li Hongcheng was holding a glass of wine, leaning towards the window in a drunken mood, looking at the scene where Fan Xian and Ye Linger stopped talking by the lake, he couldn't help laughing and said: "These two are barbarians, don't look Talk well at this time, maybe you will fight in a while."
Rou Jia also looked over with interest, and said enviously: "I also want to learn Kung Fu from Brother Xian, but he doesn't follow, it's really unfair."
At this time, everyone in the flower hall was looking at the young man and woman on the other side of the lake, only the second prince and Lin Wan'er were sitting together and talking softly over snacks, as if they didn't care what happened there.
Looking back at this scene, the eldest princess couldn't help but feel some weird feelings in her heart, thinking to herself, don't these two have any thoughts in their hearts
The eldest prince looked across the lake and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "The girl of the Ye family is married, but she still likes to mess around so much, second child, you should be more careful in the mansion... Fan Xian is the same."
He was a little displeased, but he didn't want to say anything more.
The second prince was squatting on a chair and chewing sweet-scented osmanthus cake slowly, and said vaguely: "What is there to worry about? After staying in the palace for a year, this girl wants to beat someone and wants to go crazy. Fan Xian just happens to be here." Dang it as a sandbag, lest I suffer from the family."
Lin Wan'er beside him nodded and said: "You two adults have a childish temper. When do you meet each other and don't fight? Leave them alone, let them fight, and they will fight back in a while."
The eldest prince and his wife looked at each other after hearing these words, thinking to themselves what is this saying? When the voice fell, everyone looked back and saw that there was another brawl on the other side of the lake. Ye Linger clenched his fists, and Fan Xian, who was chasing him, fled in embarrassment.
The First Prince couldn't help laughing, thinking that the House of the Son of Heaven can actually have the kind of noise and fun that ordinary people have. It might be a good thing to have Fan Xian and Ye Ling'er, two unusual characters.
After watching the fight for a while, it became boring, and everyone returned to the conversation. The second prince took the handkerchief Wan'er handed over and wiped his hands indiscriminately, and suddenly asked with great interest: "Princess, I have always been curious, what kind of person is your majesty...?"
Fan Xian was not the only one who was thoughtful and meticulous. The Great Princess obviously liked being called the second emperor's younger brother, so she said a few words with a smile.
When Fan Xian fled back outside the flower hall in embarrassment, it was the eldest princess who was telling anecdotes about the little emperor of Northern Qi, and the words came out of the door, which made him startled.
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(I slept for fifteen hours yesterday. Although I got up early today, my head has been dizzy. I thought it might not be due to illness, but because I was obsessed with sleep... slowly recovering, slowly recovering, thank you everyone, by the way , I’ve already bought a TV at home, it’s so expensive, I’m so distressed...) (, If you want to know what’s going on, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original version!)