The former Yin Mei Zhili of the Kyoto Prefecture was a protégé of the Liu family's father. As the Governor of Kyoto, he would naturally be punished. He was fined for one year and stayed in his post for probation, but no one expected that the Chunwei case would come out the next year. After several twists and turns, Mei Zhili was finally released from this position He was driven down and sent to other counties.
The Fan Mansion and Lao Mei occasionally exchanged letters, so Fan Xian knew that the former governor of the Mei Mansion was actually very happy to leave this evil yamen in the Kyoto Mansion.
In the hall, a large row of poor-looking people were kneeling before the case and weeping bitterly. These people are all relatives of the dead prostitute in Baoyue Tower, crying bitterly while scolding the Fan family, asking Lord Qingtian to make the decision.
The incumbent Kyoto prefect Yin Tian Jingmu's face was full of righteousness, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and his eyes were moist. It seemed that he was deeply moved by the words of these suffering masters in the hall. He immediately ordered the government servants to go to Baoyue Tower to arrest the relevant suspects. On-site investigation He also solemnly expressed his desire to be the master for the people, and ordered people to go to Fan Manor to invite the second young master of the Fan family who did all kinds of crimes, but the names of Yuan Meng and others were not mentioned at all.
Fan Xianhun watched coldly in the crowd, saw the slight panic in the eyes of that Tian Jingmu's official, and knew that the other party also knew that the three thugs involved in the murder of the prostitute had died.
Fan Xian didn't react at all to the yelling and scolding of those suffering masters in the hall. After all, Baoyue Tower killed those prostitutes, and he and his brother were only scolded a few times, so what? He was just wondering whether these sufferers were real or arranged by the second prince. The results of the Overwatch Council's investigation have yet to come out, but he can't do nothing.
Trial in Kyoto Prefecture is very boring, and this kind of drama has been performed many times for thousands of years. Although the people who watched the excitement were still interested in it, Fan Xian had already turned his mind to other things. The reason why he came here today was because he estimated that something would happen soon.
The reason why his father-in-law, Lin Ruofu, a treacherous prime minister, was sadly forced to step down in the end, although fundamentally, it was because of his sudden birth and a move of His Majesty's Sacred Heart, but the specific trigger was the one who died at the time. Wu Boan under the grape shelf. Because Peng Tingsheng from Shandong Road ordered the Wu family to be punished and Wu Bo'an's son was killed, that's why Wu Bo'an's widow went to Beijing to file a lawsuit. On the way, she was intercepted and killed by the Xiangfu, but by chance, she was rescued by the second prince and Li Hongcheng. — Today, will the second prince come again
Fan Xian didn't really hold grudges for his father-in-law's resignation, but he remembered the methods of the second prince. Logically speaking, a real conspiratorial master would never repeat his tricks, but he has seen the second prince thoroughly, although the other party likes to squat on a chair and put on an unpredictable appearance, but after so many days of temptation by him , After all, it still revealed the immature and forceful side of young people.
Apart from the terrifying strength of the Overwatch Council, Fan Xian had an advantage over the second prince. Although he was younger than the second prince in this life, his actual experience was much richer.
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Not long after, the Yamen servants of the Kyoto government have brought back the nominal principal of Baoyuelou, Shi Qinger, and related personnel are looking for traces in the Slender Lake behind Baoyuelou, but there are no direct witnesses in the murder case, so there is no Knowing where the body was buried, of course the body could not be found.
Fan Xian looked at the woman kneeling on the bluestone floor in the hall, and wondered how she would deal with it, whether she would be more honest and calm because of her own pressure, or still a little unwilling. As for the corpses buried in Baoyue Tower, the Overwatch Council had already cooperated with Shi Chanli, took them out one night, and put them in the suburbs of Beijing for burial. We only waited for the case to be really concluded before trying to find a way to inform them of the truth. family.
Shi Qing'er in the hall bit her lips, although she didn't say nothing, but it was the elder above who asked her a question, and she took a long time to think about it. I have already confessed, what I can say and what I cannot say.
Fortunately, the current boss's requirements are not strict, and they don't ask themselves to be dirty, and they don't ask themselves to cover up anything for the second young master of the Fan family, they just say it straight. So without waiting for the governor of Kyoto to torture, she explained clearly who the owner of Baoyuelou was and what he did. Yuan Meng, a Master Yuan who is wanted by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, instructed someone to do it. Although the owner knew about it, he did not personally participate in it.
The Governor of Kyoto was somewhat satisfied with the smooth response of the woman kneeling in the hall, but it seemed that there was always the intention to wash away the second young master of the Fan family, and the second prince had explained it earlier, and this matter must not be done. Getting involved with everyone Yuan, he turned black, threw the sign in front of him, and shouted: "This woman is so cunning, hit me!"
Then a yamen servant from the Kyoto Prefecture held a fire stick and began to torture Shi Qing'er. Shi Qing'er gritted his teeth and endured the pain, knowing that someone from the Fan family must be watching this scene. Since he no longer had the backing of the third prince, he wanted to count on If you want to rely on the Fan family to live in the capital, you have to go all the way to the dark.
She endured the pain and remained silent, but it wasn't that she couldn't scream, babbled, and babbled, with resentment in her pain, floating around in the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture, which made the onlookers feel a little unbearable.
Fan Xian watched this scene outside, a little surprised by the woman's ruthlessness.
After some torture, Shi Qing'er still said the words before her head. When the Governor of Jingdu was about to torture again, the official who went to Fan Mansion to ask for Fan Sizhe came back covered in dust and dejected.
It turned out that this group of people went to the Fan Mansion to get Fan Sizhe. They asked for the signboard of the Kyoto Mansion and went in to search for it. But at this time, Fan Sizhe might have reached the border of Cangzhou, and he was holding Miss Yan'er in the carriage and lamenting the difficulty of his homeland. Li, where can I find it! When these servants were about to ask a few more questions, they were beaten out with a broom by a group of servants led by Mrs. Liu.
Hearing the humiliation of his subordinates, the governor of Jingdu was not angry, but was secretly happy, and shouted loudly: "This kind of dignitaries are so presumptuous! How dare they harbor criminals..." He made up his mind, and he will do it tomorrow It's up to you to see how the Fan family will explain it.
Fan Xian watched coldly, but he was not in a hurry. With Mrs. Liu at home guarding the house, he knew the tricks of this aunt, how could he deal with it so thoughtlessly? What's more, Mr. Xiaoyan is extremely trustworthy in playing tricks. Back then, the entire Northern Qi court was under his control, let alone a mere capital city and a criminal case.
Sure enough, the crowd outside the mansion divided, and several people came along. The leader was Fan Xian's partner when he first went to Kyoto Mansion, Mr. Zheng, Fan Manor Cleaner, and a well-known writer in Kyoto Manor back then.
This Mr. Zheng has fame and fame, so he didn't need to kneel down, he just bowed to the governor on the case, and said: "My lord's words are absurd, everyone in Beijing knows that my Fan family has always governed the government strictly, How can there be such a thing as harboring criminals. As for what the second young master has committed, it still needs to be carefully examined by adults, and my Fan family will not be partial."
Yin Tian Jingmu of the Kyoto Prefecture knew that the clean-up man in front of him was a well-known writer in Beijing, and the lawyer Song Shiren next to him was a well-known and difficult litigator. The Fan family must have prepared such a formation to respond. Taking the open route, he lowered his face and shouted: "It's not selfish, why don't you bring the prisoner with you!"
In the cold autumn weather, Song Shiren waved his fan and said mockingly: "It's the capital's job to catch the criminals. When will it be someone else's turn?"
Tian Jingmu sneered and said, "Your second youngest has committed a crime, so of course you have to hand him over... If you don't hand him over, isn't it harboring criminals? It's clearly written on Qinglu, Song Shiren, you'd better shut up."
Song Shiren was disobedient, and said with a smile: "Qinglu has a word that the offender must hand in someone first... It's just my lord, the second young master of the Fan family disappeared eight days ago, where do we go to find someone?"
Tian Jingmu laughed back angrily: "Hahahaha... What a ridiculous excuse!"
Song Shiren said with a sad face: "It's not an excuse for Mr. Yin to know about it... A few days ago, Fan's family had reported to the Kyoto government, stating that the second young master had many secret and illegal things, but the adults ignored it, and also made it clear at the time. , the second young master has already fled in fear of crime, please send police officers from the Kyoto Prefecture to arrest him and bring him to justice."
He shook the paper fan again, and said with deep sorrow: "Fan Shangshu and Mr. Fan, it's too late to kill relatives, how could they hide criminals?"
Tian Jingmu patted the gavel, and couldn't help cursing: "When did the Fan family report it? And when did they report Fan Sizhe's disappearance? Why didn't this government know about it! You don't want to muddy the water and get out of it."
"Is there any... Please look up the case file of the day, sir, and you will find out." Song Shiren cupped his hands with a smile on his face.
Tian Jingmu's heart shuddered, and he woke up immediately. He was so old-fashioned that he didn't call the guards to check the case files on the spot. Instead, he found an excuse to leave the class temporarily. After reading it carefully, when he saw the case record stating that Fan Mansion reported the case and the second young master of the Fan family absconded in fear of crime, the Governor of Kyoto almost fainted out of anger!
Obviously there is no such thing, why suddenly there is such a dossier!
The government of the capital is closely guarded. Even if the Overwatch Council took action, it would be extremely difficult not to disturb anyone... He... He... He... How did the Fan family have such great abilities? Can you play such a trick without knowing it? Tian Jingmu's expression was extremely ugly, and he knew that there was an inner ghost in the capital, but he couldn't tell for a while whether it was Shaoyin or the master who did it.
When Tian Jingmu returned to the hall, he was not as tough as he was at the beginning. After all, the case file is here, and during the previous inspection, the Shao Yin of the Kyoto Prefecture and the master book were by his side, even if he was willing to take the risk of destroying the case file reported by the Fan family, there was no way to hide it.
In this way, even if Fan Sizhe is convicted in the future, the Fan family has already made the first move, and the Fan family did not deliberately conceal the fact that the second young master of the Fan family absconded in fear of crime-how can the Fan family be dragged down if this continues? Come into this muddy water? At the end of the day, His Majesty was accused of lax governance of Fan Mansion, and his salary was cut and fined. It is impossible to achieve the result requested by His Highness the Second Highness!
Yin Haosheng of Kyoto Prefecture had a headache, but he was unwilling to be reconciled, and continued to compete with the huge team of lawyers of the Fan family with a dark face.
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The Kyoto Mansion temporarily withdrew. Fan Xian knew that the apparent effort was almost done. Fan Sizhe has since become a person who absconded in fear of crime. When he really has power in the future, he will naturally find a way to clear it. Finally, I can walk out lightly, and I am light from now on.
As for the nominal owner of Baoyue Tower, Shi Chanli, since he took over after the incident, no matter how unreasonable the Kyoto government is, it is impossible to ask him to question him.
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, and discussed the case with a burly man who was watching the fun beside him. Seeing the bitter masters being led by the yamen servants to a place behind the yamen for a rest, he The corners of his lips twitched, he said goodbye to the big man and followed, his eyes glanced at a scholar-like figure under the rainy eaves on the street corner.
The family members of the prostitutes walked towards the corner of the street with sad faces, and when they were about to disappear from the sight of the crowd, four or five masked men were killed in the horizontal stabbing. Come here, these masked assassins danced wildly with swords and lights, and struck extremely ruthlessly, they slashed down on the bodies of those suffering masters!
The streets were full of shouts and howls, and those who watched the excitement also shouted, and fled in all directions in fright.
Fan Xian stood under a big locust tree, squinting at the scene, not worried at all, but rather underestimated the second prince's strength. Sure enough, the other party used the same method, and the fact is that it was clumsy and ruthless. The success of planting the prime minister last time coincided with His Majesty's intention, and His Majesty was unwilling to expose it. If you do this again on the street today, aren't you afraid of His Majesty's ridicule? Are you single-handed
As for the lives of these sufferers, he has nothing to worry about. Sure enough, a group of passers-by appeared out of nowhere at the intersection of the street, directly mixed into the battle group, and very quickly hid the group of murder victims behind them, and met the killers.
They were passers-by again, Fan Xian's favorite passers-by.
The passer-by didn't hold a knife in his hand, but only the thorn pointed specially prepared by the Overwatch Council. With just a few moments of effort, he broke the knife style of those assassins and bullied them close. It seems that there are a few traces of Mr. Wuzhu.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, knowing that it was because of the real sponsor of the six divisions, that shadow was Wu Zhu's admirer.
The assassins sent by the second prince are actually pretty good, but compared with these people from the sixth office, they always seem a little redundant in their strikes. After a short battle, they are defeated. These people subconsciously want to escape, but But being entangled by those passers-by like a gangrene, there was nothing he could do.
Dangdang a few crisp sounds!
The sudden sniping and counter-sniping came to an abrupt end, and the masked assassins fell tragically on the street, with several miserable wounds on their bodies, bleeding profusely.
Fan Xian looked over there and nodded imperceptibly, very satisfied with Xiaoyan's arrangement. It doesn't matter whether they stay alive or not, but these people can't be allowed to escape in full view. Presumably, these assassins all carry the secret mark of the Overwatch Council on their bodies, so that they can be planted on themselves. And the result of this sniping was also within his expectation. The soldiers raised by the princes could only be regarded as part-time assassins. When they met professionals from the Sixth Division, they would naturally suffer a terrible defeat.
At this moment, strange changes happened!
The scholar who was hiding from the rain on the corner of the street suddenly floated out and entered the battle. As soon as he drew his sword, his mind was free, the sword light came with Qi, and the true Qi was so pure and violent that it leaped up with the accumulated water on the street, turned into a water arrow, and pierced a person in the field. Sufferer!
Such a powerful sword qi came from such a frail scholar. The six swordsmen in the arena disguised as passers-by had no time to react, and they didn't dare to fight against the white qi mixed with the rain sword, and turned sideways to avoid it. Opened, the sharp thorn stabbed backwards, intending to delay the master's sword.
There were a few chants, the spikes just passed through the hem of the scholar's robe, and took off a few strands of cloth towels, but they couldn't stop his sword's power at all, only heard a puff, and the Wuhua long sword It has already pierced into the body of a suffering master!
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Xie Bi'an, the most arrogant Xie Bi'an among the eight generals of the second prince, Xie Bi'an who once said that one sword is enough to defeat Fan Xian, and Xie Bi'an who can defeat Fan Xian with a sword.
Fan Xian recognized him as the scholar hiding from the rain under the eaves at first glance, but he never expected that with the identity and strength of the other party, he would be so reckless in attacking a suffering master. What can we do if we lose the sufferer
He thought that Xie Bi'an was just ordered to monitor the situation on the court, and he never thought that the opponent would give up his arrogance and make a move, so his reaction was a little slow.
The moment Xie Bi'an drew his sword, he already knew that since the people from the Six Divisions were here, the plan to frame him must have failed. Although he was arrogant, he was not confident that he would be able to kill those who had been with him all year round on the streets of Kyoto in broad daylight. All six swordsmen accompanied by darkness were killed.
But he still wanted to draw the sword, because he was dissatisfied in his heart. He watched his subordinates being stabbed by those passers-by, and the suffering masters he wanted to kill were terrified, but they were unscathed. This kind of complete failure made him He became angry, so he chose to strike out the sword irrationally and violently.
Killing a bitter master is also good, at least it can save some face for the Second Highness in the struggle with Fan Xian, and... as long as one of the prostitute's relatives dies, Fan Xian will always spend a lot of energy explaining this matter.
He felt a familiar tremor in his right hand, which was gently holding the hilt of the sword. Knowing that the sword tip had once again entered the body of a stranger, and would take away the soul of an innocent person, he was a little satisfied, and even laughed arrogantly. Laughing, returning the sword, watching the blood bloom on the chest of the bitter master.
Then... His smile froze immediately.
Xie Bi'an's sword, which he was confident he would never miss, actually pierced into the body of the sufferer. But the only weird thing was that the part where the sword tip entered the body was slightly offset by an inch or two to the middle, that is, this distance, so that the sword in his hand did not directly kill the opponent.
And he had already lost his second chance to draw the sword, because the suffering master in front of him, like a kite, slanted miserably, but flew out to the right hand very quickly!
I don't know what kind of power it is, but it can pull a person out of thin air in a direction that completely violates the laws of physics.
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Subconsciously, Xie Bi'an twisted his wrist, shielding his long sword in front of his chest, and suddenly turned his head to look, but only had time to see Fan Xian who had just rushed over, retracting the kicked foot!
"Fan Xian!"
As an extremely skilled swordsman, he immediately sensed the opponent's aura. Amidst the scream, the sword that gathered all his strength stabbed straight and unstoppably at Fan Xian's face.
At this time, the passers-by from the sixth office knew that Fan Tisi had arrived, and tacitly protected the shocked sufferers to retreat to a safe place.
Fan Xian saved the previous man's life with one kick, and at this moment he had no time to draw out his dagger. Seeing the cold light coming towards him, feeling the fierce sword aura, he felt as if his eyelashes were about to be scraped off!
As soon as he raised his hand, chi chi chi chi, there were three consecutive ringing sounds, and three crossbow arrows quenched with blood-sealed throat venom, against the wind of the sword, quickly shot at Xie Bi'an's face.
At this time, the tip of the sword is pointing at the face door, and the dark crossbow is also pointing at the face door.
The two of them obviously had no interest in competing for the thickness of their skins. Fan Xian turned his body silently and even indifferently. Relying on his powerful ability to control his body, he let the cold sword brush his cheek and stab him, and punched him hard. Xie Bi'an's chest and abdomen.
The domineering zhenqi contained in this punch is very powerful, piercing the air like thunder, if it hits hard, Xie Bi'an will end up with all his internal organs shattered.
Xie Bi'an flicked his left sleeve desperately, and danced a cloud, barely brushing away the two small hidden crossbows, and wanted to take advantage of this sword to kill Fan Xian, who would have expected that Fan Xian would dare to take such a risk, and die That terrifying fist comes out!
He let out a strange cry, cut his wrist horizontally, and stretched out his left hand, slapping Fan Xian's fist.
With a crisp click, Xie Bi'an's wrist bone broke without any surprise!
"Fan Xian!"
Xie Bi'an shouted angrily, not because he was afraid of Fan Xian's true energy, but because when the fists and palms intersected, a faint yellow smoke burst from between the two fists. ...and even use poisonous smoke as a low-level trick!
At this time, the poisonous smoke entered his body, his sword power was exhausted, and he was powerless to cut horizontally. He was anxious to meet Fan Xian's weird and domineering fist. The empty door opened wide, and the last of the three crossbow arrows pierced his shoulder.
Another poison.
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"Fan Xian!"
For the third time, Xie Bi'an cursed and shouted Fan Xian's name frantically and helplessly. Knowing that he had underestimated the opponent's strength, he forcibly mobilized the true energy in his body, and struck Fan Xian's throat with a single blow, which was extremely vicious. The whole body has already floated up, ready to fly up to the eaves of the houses, and escape from the side of this extraordinary master who has great strength but is still extremely insidious.
But how could Fan Xian let him escape
A gray shadow flashed by, and Fan Xian had already entangled Xie Bian's figure in mid-air. He stretched out his right arm and slashed directly at the opponent's ankle. Even though the attack was on the corners that the enemy didn't care about the most, it caused great damage to the opponent.
Xie Bi'an let out a muffled snort, feeling as if his ankle was broken, and an unbearable pain quickly spread across half of his body, slowing down his escape speed.
It was at this moment that Fan Xian shot silently, and within a moment, Xiang Xie Bi'an did not know how many times he attacked. The two of them stood on the street with slight accumulation of rain again, turning into two invisible lines. The shadows, one is gray, the other is black, entangled together.
There was a series of muffled sounds, and Xie Bi'an had received countless punches from Fan Xian. Although Fan Xian struck too fast, so his true energy could not be exhausted, Xie Bi'an relied on his decades of cultivation to resist, but the tip of his sword was like the wind, and he couldn't even touch Fan Xian's body. This fact made Xie Bi'an start to despair.
Why is the opponent's movement so fast!
Xie Bi'an screamed, flicked his wrists, and the sword turned into a cloud of silver rain to protect his whole body, and finally forced Fan Xian back a few steps.
With a sound of nailing, his trembling right hand leaned on the sword on the ground, and the tip of the sword pierced into the stagnant water, trembling slightly, with a few strange lines on the surface of the water.
Seeing Fan Xian with a calm face not far away, Xie Bi'an felt a pain in his body, as if countless small knives were cutting him in his meridians. He knew that this was Fan Xian's previous offensive, which had completely damaged his internal organs, and the poison in him had gradually developed, and his right leg was about to lose his balance. Facing the calm-faced enemy, Xie Bi'an had already lost the confidence to strike.
"Nine..." Xie Bi'an knew that even if he didn't underestimate the enemy, he was not Fan Xian's opponent at all. At this moment, he had a completely different idea of how to judge Fan Xian's strength, and when he thought about it, his eyes became confused and then a little more fearful. , Just said nine words, the injury in the body recurred, coughed up a few streaks of blood and swallowed the last word.
He looked at Fan Xian, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes. He still remembered that in the tea shop outside Baoyue Tower, he once said brazenly that Fan Xian could be kept by himself alone.
This was based on his strong confidence in himself and his judgment on Fan Xian. Although the young man surnamed Fan in front of him once killed the giant process tree on Niulan Street last year, Xie Bi'an did not believe that a son of a rich and powerful person could have the perseverance to really devote himself to martial arts and possess a truly superb and practical skill. Killing skills... But who would have thought that such a rich son, brother, has already stepped into the realm of the ninth rank!
"...Ninth Grade!" Xie Bi'an coughed, but still struggled to utter two words. The thumb of his right hand moved slightly, and pressed it on the hilt of the sword.
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Fan Xian tipped his toes, and his whole body came to Xie Bi'an's body like an arrow. With a black cold light, he used his best dagger to cut off the long sword that Xie Bi'an used to commit suicide. Xie Bi'an's temple, and then flashed back like smoke, as if he didn't make a move.
Xie Bi'an passed out in a desolate way in the polluted rain on the street, with a few inconspicuous splashes, and his body was covered with scars.
Fan Xian will not give the loser any chance to express his thoughts or pose in a dying pose.
Finally, the yamen servants of the Kyoto Prefecture rushed over timidly, and the governor of the Kyoto Prefecture also rushed over with a look of surprise when he heard the news. After seeing the situation on the field, his heart sank, and he knew that all the things planned by the second prince were all in vain. After eating the soup, Tian Jingmu didn't know what it was like to look at the smiling Master Fan Tisi.
"Someone wanted to kill people to silence them. I happened to come to the capital to listen to my younger brother's case...it just happened to me." Fan Xian said calmly, but his right hand was still trembling slightly. Only then will these people’s schemes not succeed.”
Xie Bi'an, who shot himself without permission, did not succeed in committing suicide. For Fan Xian, it was a surprise to get one of the eight generals. The eight generals in the second prince's residence are not a secret in the capital. Today, so many people watched Xie Bi'an assassinate the victim of the murder case. It is really an excellent cooperation for the rumor-mongering work of the Eighth Office.
Fan Xian really wanted to say thank you to Xie Bi'an who was lying on the ground.
The servants of the Kyoto government government took over the guards, and Fan Xian had nothing to do next. He didn't need to identify Xie Bi'an at this moment, as he naturally had his subordinates to do these things.
"Leave this person to your lord." Fan Xian looked at the Governor of Kyoto with a half-smile, "The thief is vicious, please take care of him."
Fan Xian had no intention of bringing Xie Bi'an back to the Overwatch Council. Even if he finally found out that the murder of the victim was ordered by the Second Prince, if the Overwatch Council asked him, the smell would be much weaker. At this time, he directly handed over the unconscious Xie Bi'an to the Kyoto government, but in fact, he had dark thoughts. Xie Bi'an who was handed over to the past is alive, if he dies in the future, things will become more interesting in the future.
The Governor of Kyoto is a member of the third rank, and the Overwatch Council is not allowed to investigate unless it is ordered. It is rare that there is such an opportunity to kill the other party. How can Fan Xian miss it? How can he be willing to miss it? If you really miss it, I'm afraid even Mr. Xiaoyan will scold him for being a woman.
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In Kyoto after the first death, people have not shaken off the previous shock. There is no doubt that what happened outside the capital today will become the topic of conversation at the dinner table in Beijing. And in the eyes of the dignitaries who knew about it, the battle between the second prince and Fan Xian, the balance of victory was already tilting seriously to the latter - if His Majesty had no objection and the palace remained silent.
Subordinates disguised as passers-by closely guarded Fan Xian and walked towards the mansion. One of them saw Fan Xian's slightly trembling right hand, and thought that Mr. Tisi had been injured in the previous fight.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little excited... I haven't enjoyed this kind of process for several months."
This is the truth. The fight with Xie Bi'an earlier really made Fan Xian's mind a little excited. He seemed to like this kind of sniper job by nature, and sometimes he even thought that maybe Yan Bingyun was more suitable to be the master of the Overwatch Council , and it is more appropriate to work for Xiaoyan by yourself.
But the trembling of his right hand wasn't just because of excitement. Fan Xian gently rubbed his wrist, and his originally sunny mood suddenly became cloudy.