Fan Jian frowned, and put down the bowl of fruit juice in his hand, as if he thought the warm bowl was a bit hot: "I'm not trying to excuse Liu, but the person she was looking for was apparently listening to her. order, but in fact he was following the orders of the man in the palace. In this matter, Mrs. Liu is just a scapegoat."
Fan Xian frowned and asked, "Who in the palace wanted me to die? Why did they want me to die? Could it be that they already knew that I was the son of the head of the Ye family?"
"Of course they don't know!" Fan Jian didn't know why he became extremely excited, and he held the chair handle tightly with his right hand, "If you know this, no one will want to hurt you. If someone wants to hurt you, it must not be because This reason."
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"Could it be that no one in the entire capital has ever known about the relationship between father and mother? If those people knew about the relationship between father and the Ye family, why didn't anyone suspect that my illegitimate child is the son of the head of the Ye family?"
Fan Xian thought about this question suspiciously, and felt a chill in his heart. After discovering the incident, there seemed to be more important questions, but he didn't dare to ask them at all, and instead said quietly, "What's the reason for that? Four years ago. Before, I was just a twelve-year-old boy, far away in Danzhou, and I didn’t seem to have anything to do with everything in Kyoto.”
"Four years ago, when His Majesty accepted the girl from the Lin family as a adopted daughter, that is, when he proposed marriage for the princess, His Majesty decided at that time that in the future, the imperial business industry will be managed by you in the future, that is, that Once, you appeared in the conversation of the people in the palace for the first time, and seeing a twelve-year-old child own a gold ingot that he couldn't lift, how do you think the noble people in the palace would choose?"
"Choose to kill me cleanly."
"The Overwatch Council has been investigating for four years, and it has basically found out about this matter. It's just a pity that there is no evidence. Those people can't do anything about it."
Fan Xian laughed: "Even if there is evidence, I'm afraid the other party will be helpless. After all, the Overwatch Council is a courtier, but those people are masters."
Fan Jian nodded.
"Who is trying to kill me?"
"Empress, Eldest Princess." Fan Jian smiled: "But since you have grown up safely and entered the capital, I believe that if you give them a few more courage, it is impossible to risk His Majesty's wrath by doing something to you."
Fan Xian said sadly: "You are too optimistic, even if you kill me, what would the emperor do to his wife and sister?"
Fan Jian did not answer, but instead said: "Recently, Prince Jing will definitely find a way to get closer to you, and he will definitely find a way to let you meet the second prince. You should handle it carefully. "
Fan Xian complied, knowing that every big clan in the capital must take the initiative or passively to express their position on this matter. Although it seems a bit old-fashioned trick for the prince to fight for the inheritance of the world, no matter in that world, it is still In this world, there will always be an unchanging drama. As long as the thick curtain is opened, the actors hidden behind will come on stage one after another, or use the three-foot sword, or use the three-inch tongue, to perform for others to see, or to perform. Show it to yourself - if the Fan family wants to be impartial and follow the emperor closely, it seems that they have to put in a lot of effort.
In the middle of the night, Fan Jian sat alone on the grand master's chair, drinking the fruit juice that had already cooled down. While thinking about what Fan Xian said just now. Thinking of the painful price he paid back then, the corners of his lips twitched, and he recalled the horrible and bloody scenes in that bloody month in Kyoto. On that bleak night that no one knew, the queen's father was trembling under his knife. When he cut off the opponent's head with his own hand, the skull was rolling, as if he remembered that voice, Fan Jian's A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
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In the next few days, Fan Xian lived very comfortably, enjoying the treatment of the young master every day in the mansion, and occasionally sneaking to Dongchuan Road to see how the bookstore under planning was going, and gradually getting along with the shopkeeper who was also surnamed Ye. matured. Everything went well, so Mr. Cui, the cleaner in the mansion, returned to Sinan Bo's side. And every other night, Fan Xian would always sneak into that royal courtyard, and climb over the wall to get in familiarly, but now the windows are no longer closed, and the chicken-legged girl is always waiting for him silently.
The reason why I often go there is not because of "passion for adultery", it is because Lin Wan'er's illness can't be delayed any longer, and the royal family members are all wooden, but fortunately the imperial doctor has taken in Sinan Bo's mansion, I don't know how many detours After being bribed, he finally admitted that a little oily smell would be good for the Princess' body.
Fan Xian often went there to deliver food and the pills he prepared. Because he was afraid of conflicting with the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, the medicines were very gentle. In addition, he brought a lot of delicious food to satisfy his needs. Let's take a look at the little mouth of the fiancee who is greedy every day. After a few days like this, Lin Wan'er's body has obviously improved, her face has become more rosy, but it is not the unhealthy bright red before, and her body has also increased in flesh, her cheeks are obviously rounded .
Lin Wan'er had a headache because of this, but Fan Xian was extremely pleasantly surprised, thinking that after getting married, wouldn't he be able to knead his favorite baby, fat and beautiful girl every day
The guards in the other courtyard were a little lax, and Fan Xian had been trained to climb walls by Wu Zhu in Danzhou, so no one noticed that he secretly fed incense and medicine every night. However, the root cause of Lin Wan'er's illness still couldn't be eradicated. Fan Xian thought to himself that it would be better to wait for Fei Jie to come back. If it was impossible, he would find a way to move out of the capital after getting married. The Fan family had another hospital on Cangshan Mountain, which was the most suitable for recuperation.
After these nights of contact, this pair of unmarried couples have become acquainted with each other for a long time. For some reason, after falling in love at first sight in Qing Temple, the two felt that the other party was very similar to themselves, maybe it was their appearance, maybe it was their body. His temperament, maybe his views on things, this kind of speculative sense made Fan Xian and Wan'er, who were in his first love, really feel the beauty of holding hands. From two strange men and women, they became the ones who are now at a glance. You can know what the other person is thinking with just one finger, and it doesn't take much time.
Lin Wan'er looked at his face, suddenly worried and asked: "You use that incense every day to make Si Qi fall asleep. After a long time, there will be no problem, right?"
Fan Xian comforted: "I told you the first time I came here, this fragrance is only good for the body."
Lin Wan'er thought of the first day when he came in through the window, she couldn't help laughing, and said: "If you were really killed as a flower picker, what would you do?"
Fan Xian held her hand with a wry smile: "Ariel, maybe there are some things I need to let you know."
Lin Wan'er was slightly ashamed when she heard him call her nickname, and said, "What is it?"
"Well... If you want to kill me, it will probably be very difficult." Fan Xian said with a smile, "I have studied with very powerful people since I was a child, so I am not a poet writer at heart, but more like a reckless man. "
Lin Wan'er sighed: "I know, if it wasn't a reckless man, why would he beat Guo Shangshu's son in the street and make a fuss, and he still can't leave Beijing until now."
Speaking of which, Fan Xian's case against Guo Baokun has never been concluded, and the two sides wrestled with each other. The Kyoto government had long ago hung the white flag, raised the waiver card, and handed the case to the Ministry of Criminal Justice in the name of: the case is complicated and difficult to investigate. In fact, there is something complicated about this case. If you really want to investigate, you just need to arrest the guards who are now wandering around the streets of Kyoto with Fan Xian, and then torture them. Simple, so the case naturally became complicated.
This is a crooked way, but it is the official way - after the case was handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, it was the Ministry of Criminal Justice's turn to start to have a headache. Currently, it is planning to ask the palace to issue an order to let the Overwatch Council handle the case, although this kind of public security case should not be a case of supervision. However, after all, there are officials on both sides, and the Overwatch Council has the duty of supervising officials, so it makes sense—everyone in the capital knows that the President of the Overwatch Council will not pay attention to any official or relative. inner.
So the Guo family was waiting for the day when the Overwatch Council would start its investigation, and Fan Xian was also waiting for that day. He was holding the sign Fei Jie had left for him, so he wouldn't be afraid of the Overwatch Council's Yasha.
In the quiet night, Fan Xian lost his mind for a while, and then comforted Lin Wan'er: "It's okay, it will fade away in a few days." He suddenly thought of the girl's mother who tried to kill him four years ago. The tip of his eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.
Lin Wan'er is a smart girl. Seeing his expression, she asked, "Is there something troublesome recently?"
Fan Xian looked at the girl's pretty features, sighed and asked, "If there is any problem between me and the eldest princess in the future, I am very worried about how you will deal with yourself. I'm afraid you will be very sad."
Lin Wan'er smiled: "Why do you have to think about things that haven't happened? Wan'er has been sick since she was a child, and she seems to be counting the days. She never knows when she will leave this world, so I always don't like thinking about things that haven't happened. terrible thing."
Fan Xian sighed, pulled her into his arms full of pity, smelled the lingering fragrance of her hair, and kept saying in his heart: "I know how you feel, because I have had the same experience as you before. .”
Kiss your lips, the teeth have a lingering fragrance.
"Well... Wan'er, your body is so soft."
"You... what you touched was the pillow you brought yourself a few days ago."
Fan Xian really likes the feeling of sneaking into a woman's boudoir at night. It's like cheating, but it's a kind of cheating without psychological burden. If allowed, he would like to live like this for a longer time, at least before getting married, don't have too many things to bother him. Being able to have such a happy life in Beijing is something that he could not imagine before leaving Danzhou anyway.
However, the so-called things do not follow people's wishes, and the peaceful life will end one day. In the afternoon, Prince Jing's son showed his car and came to Fan's mansion. Mrs. Liu quickly went up to greet him respectfully and welcomed him into the flower hall for tea.