Entering the back garden with Sang Wen, Fan Xian looked up, and saw that the garden was full of harmony and harmoniousness. The spring is approaching the summer season, the cool breeze is trustworthy, the crescent moon hangs in the sky, and there are rockeries everywhere. There are lanterns hanging under the green trees. The moonlight and the lights are mixed together, adding a bit of misty feeling. In this misty light, more than a dozen girls are chatting, those girls with soft eyebrows and eyes don't wear many clothes, some stand under the tree, or lie on the couch, with a posture Not one, occasionally Li Guang came out through the gauze, and the faint fragrance exuded from her body even hit her nostrils.
Fan Xian was taken aback, and couldn't help having a certain illusion. Could it be that he came to Pansi Cave, when did this garden become Chen Garden
The girls chattered non-stop, and for a moment they didn't notice Fan Xian who was standing in the backlight. He was still talking about the matter of holding the Moon Tower during the day, the power of the sword, and the majesty of the imperial envoy who scolded him in the street.
The speaker was one of the two leading girls in Baoyuelou, and the listeners were those little girls with wide-open eyes and expressions of curiosity or admiration.
Fan Xian said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that all the girls in the building were sent to other places?"
Sang Wen covered his lips with a smile, and explained: "Isn't this the girl from the garden?"
Fan Xian came to his senses at this moment, he couldn't help subconsciously looking a few more times, sighing in his heart, they all said that the Eighteenth Change of Women's University, these orphaned refugees who were picked up by Sisi on the road, how could they not be raised in Suzhou City? How many days have they all come out so beautifully? Although the eyebrows and eyes are still full of childishness, the greenness has not faded, but there is a natural youthful atmosphere, which makes people feel happy.
Especially this backyard has always forbidden irrelevant men to enter. The girls are listening to Liang's stories during the day, and they are full of interest, so they don't pay much attention to their behavior. Wearing a fan and pretending to be elegant, the straight and slender legs, through the thin cloth, present a variety of tight beauty.
The eldest brother's mistress, Ma Suosuo, was sitting in a chair and listening to the lecture. Although she had seen the situation from afar during the day, she was even more thrilled when she said it through Liang Diandian's small sandalwood mouth. I have seen the inside story of the building, so the description of Fan Xian, the description of him being invincible and courageous is exaggerated, successfully portraying the image of a perfect young man that Qing Kingdom shouldn't have.
The eyes of the girls in the garden became hot, and they became ashamed. They loved the imperial envoy, but they couldn’t speak. Even Ma Suosuo turned his head slightly to look in front of the pool, showing some strange expressions in his eyes. .
Fan Xian swallowed, knowing that if he read on, he would make many mistakes in life. Those little girls are still developing, but the little sister-in-law and Liang Diandian are really natural born charmers, with eyebrows like black, lips like red, eyes full of spirit, seeing them lost their minds, how can they see each other again... He was about to cough twice He raised his voice to remind everyone, but he heard a word from a girl in the garden unintentionally, so he shut his mouth and stood quietly in the backlight.
Sang Wen looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what happened.
The little girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, she opened her big eyes and said innocently: "Sisters, why haven't you seen Young Mistress?"
Because of the current situation, Fan Xian and his group lived in Huayuan for a few months and did not move to Hangzhou. These days, Sisi brought these little girls to live in the garden, and these girls naturally knew about it. Knowing the benefactor's name and identity, it is naturally a lucky thing for them to be able to become the servant girl of the imperial envoy's family, but it has been so long, and they have not seen the young mistress, which makes them a little strange.
Hearing this, Liang Diandian was taken aback for a moment, and didn't say anything. These little girls didn't know. She was from the capital, so she naturally knew about the vigorous marriage of Fan Lin in the early years. Miss Lin's family is the eldest princess' illegitimate daughter. This matter has gradually been a secret known only by the court dignitaries, and has become a rumor spread among the people. Although it has not been confirmed, there are not many people who do not believe it. And everyone in the world knows that Mr. Fan and Xinyang have already become incompatible with each other. This matter...
A girl spat and reprimanded: "We are not qualified to discuss the matter of the master's family. Sister Sisi listened to it, so be careful with your mouth!"
The girl in front of her head said with a naive smile: "Hehe, actually... Xi'er just wanted to see what kind of fairy she would be born to be a young mistress who is worthy of the young master."
In their hearts, Fan Xian was naturally the most superior person, so they were naturally curious about what kind of person Lin Wan'er was.
"I heard that this young mistress is also a virtuous lady." Liang Diandian rolled her eyes suddenly, and said with a sweet smile, "But I heard that her appearance is not very outstanding, I'm afraid she is not as good as Miss Sisi."
"That's right, how many people can be worthy of the young master..."
"Hee hee, I really don't know about the future... By the way, isn't there still a girl living in our garden? It's just that I haven't met a few times on weekdays. It's a big air."
Liang Diandian said with a half smile but not a smile: "I heard... is also the confidante of adults, but it's not Miss Sisi but an old man. This has no name or role."
"Shut up!" The girl who vaguely knew Haitang's identity couldn't scold Liang Diandian, so she could only grab the girl and quickly cursed: "I really want to court death, so the nobles don't bother to put on airs for you bastard."
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Fan Xian couldn't take it anymore, coughed twice, and walked to the bright place.
The maids were taken aback, got up one after another, calmed down, and gave Fan Xian a blessing, and said submissively, "I have seen the young master."
The address in Huayuan still follows the rules of the courtyard in Kyoto.
Fan Xian looked at these little girls and shook his head, thinking that his own yard was talking about it like this, and he didn't know how unbearable the rumors were, but he was also a carefree person, and he was even more lazy to care about other people's slander. Slowly said: "It's late at night, let's all go to bed."
The maids stuck out their tongues, bowed again, hurriedly straightened their clothes, and quietly returned to their respective rooms.
Only Liang Diandian and Ma Suosuo were called down by Fan Xian.
Fan Xian stared at Liang Diandian's beautiful face that naturally showed charm, and didn't speak for a long while.
Liang Diandian was slightly happy, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he was deliberately weak, timidly lowering his head halfway, showing his most beautiful side.
Back then when Fan Lin was married in Kyoto, there were rumors in the market that Fan Xian really loved the sick wife, so we knew that this little Mr. Fan was a person who valued affection. In the boudoir, Fan Xian was the Although Liang Diandian, the girl's dream lover, was no exception when she grew up in Huafang, she just has more scheming and considerations that are not very comfortable.
Liang Diandian is very confident about her appearance, thinking that the young lady's birth is far inferior to hers, so she can be loved by Mrs. Fan. I'm afraid this man likes to pity others, so he deliberately put on this appearance, and hugged Yuelou After the opening of the Suzhou branch, Master Xiao Fan has never let him pick up customers, and I think it means something to him...
Sensing Fan Xian's unmoving gaze, Liang Diandian's joy gradually grew, and she lowered her head shyly, without saying a word.
Sang Wen, who was standing behind Fan Xian, watched this scene with a disgusted smile on his lips.
Fan Xian suddenly said, "Everyone has the right to make their lives better, so I don't dislike your idea."
Liang Diandian raised his head in astonishment, met Fan Xian's emotionless gaze, and realized that he was wrong, and his heart shuddered.
Fan Xian continued to say coldly, "However, I don't like it."
Liang felt a little ashamed and didn't dare to say anything.
"No one is born to serve others. If you don't want to do it in Baoyuelou, let shopkeeper Sang transfer you to a Qing nationality and earn back the money, and you will naturally be let out of the building." Fan Xian stared at her beautiful face. She said on the cheek, "Sang Wen, pack her luggage and live in another place."
Sang Wen was taken aback, he didn't expect that Master Tisi would be so merciless, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he brought Liang Diandian, who had tears in his eyes, into the house to tidy up.
At this time, only Fan Xian and Ma Suosuo were left in the garden.
Ma Suosuo suddenly said softly: "My lord, is Suosuo going out of the house too, so as not to pollute the tranquility of this garden?"
Fan Xian pulled the corners of his lips slightly, and gave a wry smile. Looking at the blue sea-like eyes, straight nose bridge, and deep and beautiful face of this Hu princess, he said softly, "Stay here, don't talk too much, don't ask too much, I like you very much, and if there is a chance in the future, I will help you."
Ma Suosuo was slightly surprised, and looked up at Fan Xian, as if he hadn't expected that the other party could see everything clearly, and even showed that kind of meaning, and couldn't help saying gratefully: "Thank you, my lord."
Fan Xian said calmly, "No thanks, I always like to stand on the ice and watch the world."
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Back inside, Sisi had prepared hot water. After washing his face and dipping his feet into the hot water, Fan Xian sighed in satisfaction, closed his eyes immediately, and began to repair the meridian that was injured by Ye Liuyun's sword energy with trickles according to the method taught by Haitang. Growing up since he was young, his practice method is different from that of the world. For him, the serious meditation process is as simple as dozing off.
I don't know how long I squinted, my eyelids opened slightly, and the true energy flowed through my whole body. I found that I was much more comfortable, and I found that the room was quiet, which was a bit strange.
Looking to the side, only to find that Sisi had fallen asleep on the desk, probably because she worried for too long during the day and waited too long at night, the girl's house was a bit sleepy.
Fan Xian smiled, and without waking her up, he pulled the towel to wipe off the water on his feet, walked gently behind her, and put his robe on her body, fearing that she would catch a cold.
Standing behind Sisi for a while, looking at the messy hair on the back of the girl's white neck, he couldn't help but sigh, remembering the time when he and Sisi were copying books in Danzhou, how relaxed and happy it was, There is no foreign affairs to worry about, only a bean lamp, an inkstone, a bald pen, and a pampering person. The two sit side by side to copy the stone notes.
He thought for a while, then lightly pressed Sisi's back neck with his right hand, rubbed it for her, exerted strength on a few acupoints, helped her adjust her breath, urged her to fall asleep, and then carefully hugged her Get up, put her on the bed, pull on the thin quilt and cover her up, then patted her face reassuringly, and walked out of the room with her shoes on.
The moment the door was closed, he seemed to see a safe and comfortable smile on the sleeping Sisi's face.
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Putting on his clothes, pulling on his shoes, and shrugging his shoulders, Fan Xian strolled in the garden without caring about his appearance, as if he wanted to take advantage of the night wind blowing from all directions to blow away the depression deep in his heart. Although the garden presented by the salt merchant Yang Jimei is gorgeous, it's a pity that he can't be pure of heart.
There were too many things on his mind, without Uncle Wu Zhu and Wan'er not by his side, there was really nowhere to complain, nowhere to discuss, nowhere to vent.
No one knew why he was in such a hurry to do things in Jiangnan, and was so desperate to make a big turnaround. Everyone, including his friends, his subordinates, his enemies, his relatives, seemed to have a wrong judgment on Fan Xian.
But this kind of judgment is what Fan Xian is most angry about.
Everyone believed that Fan Xian could be ruthless in the struggle involving power, so everyone, consciously or unconsciously, forgot the inextricable connection between him and the eldest princess, and just waited to see how he would get rid of it. Xinyang stepped on the ground, but he didn't expect that Fan Xian would not only step on it, but also step on it beautifully.
Fan Xian didn't have the slightest affection for the eldest princess, but he had a deep-rooted affection for Wan'er, and Wan'er was, after all, the eldest princess' biological daughter.
Everyone forgets this.
Everyone forgets this on purpose.
Fan Xian was very angry and gloomy. Although he had made arrangements secretly, he was still angry.
If one day, the eldest princess really died by her own hands, what would Wan'er do
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Nowhere to sue, nowhere to sue.
Fan Xian couldn't stop.
This is true in officialdom, in Jianghu, and in Huayuan. He strode around the quiet pond, walked through the deserted corridor, purely subconsciously, walked along the familiar stone path, and walked to the quiet study room at the end of Huayuan.
He looked up at the door, and couldn't help laughing at himself, why did he come here again
In Shishuoxinyu, Wang Xianzhi lived in Shanyin, and because he missed Dai An, he visited by boat overnight in the snow. At dawn, Wang arrived at the door of Dai's house, turned around and left without knocking. The servant was amazed, and the king said: "I came here when I was happy, and I left when I was exhausted. Why should I see Dai?"
Fan Xian didn't have such an awkward demeanor of celebrities, and he didn't like to play with tacit understanding, and he didn't even despise Master Xu's pretentiousness. Since he came, he knew that he was used to coming when he was faced with a real emotional dilemma. Discuss with her and find a way, at least a way that can make you feel at ease.
So he stepped up the stone steps and gently pushed the door under the moon.
The study room was not locked, and she had been living in it for the past six months, quietly, living alone in a secluded place far away in Hua Yuan.
Haitang had already woken up when he came to the door, she had already sat up from the bed, she was wearing a calico shirt, sitting on the head of the bed, looking at him with a half-smile.
There was no light in the study, only the faint moonlight from outside came in, but with the realm of the two of them, they could see everything in the room and the expressions on each other's faces clearly.
The night was a bit cool, Fan Xian rubbed his hands, turned to close the door, pulled his shoes and walked to Haitang's bed, unceremoniously, lifted a corner of the brocade quilt, slipped in, sat on the other side of the bed, separated from Haitang The bed faces each other.
The quilt is very warm, there is no fragrance, there is only a clean and warm feeling.
Haitang looked at the scoundrel, and said helplessly: "You must know that I have thought about it, I am still planning to marry in the future."
Fan Xian's feet rubbed against the cotton cloth on the bed twice, and sighed comfortably. He was a little surprised and disappointed, but he didn't touch Haitang's feet. It seemed that the girl opposite was sitting cross-legged.
He said, "I am an adulterer." Then he laughed and said, "You are an adulterer."
"Of course." He said with a smile, "This is from the outside world."
Haitang glared at him.
Fan Xian said: "It's just one thing. I'm not willing to die. Although I was born better than others, I didn't seduce you with affection. How can I firmly insist that you and I have selfishness? Duo Duo, I am too dissatisfied. Now that I have lost my reputation, I am not saying something that I regret, but this is the case anyway. If we have other reasons... "
What a bittersweet thing to say.
Haitang only sighed: "Although this section was not published, Sisi copied it for me two days ago and showed it to me. What Qingwen said in chapter seventy-seven, why do you bother to make fun of me again? I'm not Second Master Bao, and you're not a pretty girl, and Ye Liuyun didn't hurt you to the point of dying, and here I'm pretending to be sad, but I don't know what's going on in my heart."
Fan Xian laughed at himself and shook his head, but didn't speak for a while.
The bedroom that was converted from the study room fell into silence like this.
"I don't like flirting." Fan Xian said softly, "You probably don't understand what I mean, but I really like staying with you and talking."
Haitang's bright eyes glowed in the dark night.
"But now we are indeed very ambiguous." Fan Xian said with a smile: "I wanted to vomit the bitterness in my heart, but I didn't expect that I found another bitterness in my heart."
"Everyone can get married."
Fan Xian leaned halfway on the foot of the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "But why does the thought of you marrying someone else make me so unhappy?"
The smile in Haitang's eyes gradually filled, filling into the moon, filling into the moon in the water, filling into the wisps of moon in the water threads gradually leaking from the bamboo basket, gently pulling the corner of the quilt with both hands, covering the Looking at Fan Xian's face on his own chest, he said slowly, "Then... how about marrying you?"