"Who is Fei Jie?"
"Is there anyone else named Fei in the yard?"
"My lord is talking about Mr. Fei?"
"I'm talking about that old monster." Fan Xian had finished everything, called someone to bring in a basin of warm water, washed his hands carefully, pulled a towel to dry, and then said to Yan Bingyun: "You are tortured." For too long, the heart veins have been injured, and the martial arts cultivation base has been greatly compromised."
After saying this, he carefully noticed the other person's face, and found that Yan Bingyun's face was calm, as if he didn't hear it. He couldn't help admiring, and made up his mind that he must include this young man who seemed indifferent but was actually extremely proud.
"After returning to the country, it's not impossible to take care of it. If the nail is pulled out, it will always grow back. If the bone is misplaced, I will let the bald head in the seventh place break it again for you. I will treat it again. No matter what. You can't become an old cripple like Chen Pingping."
Fan Xian was joking, but Yan Bingyun felt a little weird. In the entire Overwatch Council, and all the spies all over the world, no one dared to call Dean Chen an old cripple in front of others!
Yan Bingyun narrowed his eyes slowly, as if he wanted to see the truth behind this matter, such as... why Fan Xian is already the commissioner of the Overwatch Council at such a young age. At this moment, a hot feeling rose from between his chest and abdomen. Even though he had such a resolute temperament, he was shocked by the sudden pain and the corners of his brows twitched.
"It's okay, it's just a way to force the poison, because I don't know what old poison is in your body, so the medicine used is a bit overbearing, but with me watching, you can't die." Fan Xian helped him remove the clothes Put it on, "Be patient."
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans began to appear on Yan Bingyun's forehead. It was obviously in extreme pain, and he said in a low voice, "Damn, it's worse than being poisoned. What kind of antidote is this?"
Fan Xian was overjoyed, clapped his hands and praised: "Brother Yan is willing to scold your mother, that's right, who will show that cold look? Just pretend to be cool in front of Beiqi Jinyiwei, but don't play this trick in front of me. Tired of seeing it when I was young."
He was tired of underestimating, of course, that handsome Uncle Zhu.
"Who did you learn this detoxification method from? I don't trust you." Yan Bingyun felt that the part of his body that had been smeared with wound medicine began to burn, and asked coldly.
"I told you before." Fan Xian looked at him with a smile.
A strange light flashed in Yan Bingyun's eyes, he completely forgot the severe pain inside and outside his body, and said in a hissed voice, "Are you Fei Jie's apprentice?" His words were full of surprise. He added: "Fei Jie doesn't have a student like you."
"You boasted that you knew everything about me before I was twelve years old." Fan Xian began to tidy up the bottles and jars beside the bed, and said sarcastically, "You don't even know who my teacher is."
Yan Bingyun looked at him and didn't speak for a while. Fan Xian looked back innocently, looked at the earthworms all over Yan Gongzi's body, and said softly, "Brother Yan, why do you always feel angry when you look at me?"
This was a thorn in Fan Xian's heart. Since he wanted to subdue Yan Bingyun, he had to know why the other party had such strong resistance to him, otherwise his life would be very difficult in the future.
After a long silence, Yan Bingyun still didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, but for some reason, as the burning pain inside and outside his body gradually disappeared, the northern head of the Overwatch Council became a little dizzy. Zhang's pretty face is full of hatred for no reason. Thinking of the exciting life of living with his head in the Northern Qi Dynasty these years, his words seem to be uncontrollable, and he escaped from the shackles of his slightly dry lips:
"Master Tisi, I don't know if you still remember, there was a murder case in Danzhou five years ago, but it has never been solved."
Fan Xian's hand that was closing the box didn't stop for a moment, but he was slightly surprised in his heart. Of course he remembered the murder case, it was Fan Xian's first murder in two lifetimes, and to this day, the cold chestnut that rose from the assassin's throat still seemed to stimulate Fan Xian's palm.
"I know what you're talking about." Fan Xian frowned and said, "Does this matter have anything to do with you and me?"
Yan Bingyun smiled strangely: "That assassin is under the jurisdiction of all directions, and it is precisely because of this that I was driven to the north to be a mouse."
"So you hate me?" Fan Xian fell into silence, and after a long while, he suddenly laughed very happily: "I thought you should thank me."
…
…
"What is this?" The dizziness in his head faded a bit, Yan Bingyun was slightly surprised and then immediately returned to indifference.
Fan Xian stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "Because I can see that you are born to be a spy in your bones, and you like this kind of life... I think these four years of lurking in Beiqi, being nervous day and night, for you, It’s a very exciting and fulfilling life.”
Yan Bingyun said: "If you like it, my lord, you can try it too."
Fan Xian smiled, carried the medicine box on his back, walked out of the wing like a doctor, and closed the door behind his back. He shrugged his shoulders imperceptibly, picked the smear of the drug from his nails into the corner of the box, and warned himself in his heart that it was only this one time to use the drug on his own, and there would be no other examples. Yan Bingyun was really powerful, and under the influence of Ge Luofang, he could wake up immediately. If he knew that he had used a means, it would be difficult for the relationship between the two of them to be harmonious.
Hearing the story from Yan Bingyun's mouth touched Fan Xian a little, and at the same time knowing the real reason why the other party disliked him, Fan Xian felt very comforted.
She didn't expect that she and Yan Bingyun would have such a strange relationship. Five years ago, because of the attempted murder in Danzhou, Yan Bingyun was driven to northern Xinjiang, and finally became the secret spy leader of the Overwatch Council in Northern Qi. And five years later, it turned out that he came to personally pick him up to return to China. Thinking of this, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing. It's really hard to say that things in this world will turn around one day.
※※※
"My lord, Boss Sheng has brought wine." A subordinate asked for instructions.
Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, I don't want to see him." The subordinate responded and went out. Fan Xian frowned, and just educated Mr. Cui, there was a letter from Xinyang, that princess was really chasing after him. Just as he was thinking, Wang Qinian came in from the outside, holding a letter in his hand, and said softly, "A letter from Sheng Huairen."
Fan Xian tore off the seal, read it carefully, with a look of worry on his brows, and said to himself, "What are these people doing?" He raised his eyebrows and went into the backyard.
Yan Bingyun was very alert. When Fan Xian pushed open the door, his hand had already touched the saber beside him.
"Relax." Fan Xian looked at him with his eyes still closed, and said, "No one here will try to assassinate you."
Yan Bingyun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Fan Xian's face, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and said, "What medicine did you give me? Why is my head still a little dizzy?"
"I used some calming potions." Fan Xian explained calmly, "Your mental and physical exhaustion is too great. If you want to recover as soon as possible, you need a good night's sleep. It's just that you didn't expect that your bodily functions are already strong enough to resist it." Drugs are not of much use, it’s a pity.”
This faint sentence covered up the previous drug addiction incident. Fan Xian's slender and clean face was really the best disguise for conspiracy.
Yan Bingyun knew that the other party must have something to ask when he turned back into the room, so his eyes fell on his hand, and he frowned and said, "Master Fan, what's the matter?"
Fan Xian shook the letter in his hand and said with a smile, "The eldest princess' letter."
Yan Bingyun was a little surprised, but didn't show it on his face, and said lightly, "What does this have to do with the lower officials?"
"Before you return to Beijing, you are still the chief of the secret agents of the Qing State Supervisory Council stationed in Northern Qi." Fan Xian said with a smile, "So the imperial court has something to do, so I naturally have to ask for your opinion."
"My lord, please speak." Yan Bingyun remained calm.
…
…
After Fan Xian clarified the content of the two consecutive letters from Xinyang, Yan Bingyun frowned. There were a few silver strands in his eyebrows, and he looked a little weak. He asked softly, "Princess Princess?" Why bother with these things?"
Fan Xian said, "I'm just here to ask for your opinion, whether or not the courtyard should intervene in this matter."
Yan Bingyun shook his head: "The courtyard wants Xiao En to die, but the eldest princess wants us to cooperate with Uesugi Tiger to rescue Xiao En. These are two opposite purposes. How can we cooperate?"
Fan Xian sat down, looked at Yan Bingyun's indifferent face, and said, "Let's not discuss this issue first, I need to know from your mouth what the current situation in Northern Qi Dynasty is like."
Yan Bingyun glanced at him, stretched out three fingers and said: "Three sides. One side is the empress dowager, one side is the emperor, and the other side is Uesugi Tiger... But since Uesugi Tiger has been transferred back to Shangjing, his strength is too damaged. He must choose between the queen mother and the emperor."
Very simple and rough words, but a confident judgment—Fan Xian silently signaled him to continue, and Yan Bingyun continued: "According to my lord, if Xiao En is Uesugi Tiger's adoptive father, but Kuhe Guoshi wants Xiao Ensi, from this point of view, Uesugi Tiger will inevitably fall to the emperor's side in the end."
"Why?"
"Because the Queen Mother will definitely listen to Ku He's words."
Fan Xian subconsciously twitched his eyebrows, and asked Chi Chi, "The Queen Mother is indeed quite young...but does Imperial Master Ku He still have such thoughts?"
Yan Bingyun was stunned, and it took him a while to realize that this young adult who was beautiful on the outside but extremely trivial on the inside had misunderstood what he meant. He gave Fan Xian a contemptuous look and said, "Things are not what you imagined."