Lin Wan'er felt a tingle on her back and couldn't help laughing, but she still insisted on asking, "If it's my parents..."
Fan Xian's hand, which was enjoying the wonderful touch of the woman in his arms, suddenly stopped, and looked at her seriously: "What if it's really the eldest princess and the prime minister?" Fortunately, when the two said these things, their bodies were still overlapping each other very evocatively. Together, it effectively dilutes the seriousness and horror of the topic.
After a long silence, Lin Wan'er bravely looked into his eyes, and put her hands around his neck: "If I marry you, I will be the daughter-in-law of the Fan family."
Fan Xian understood the meaning of this sentence. Although the sweet conversations in the boudoir these days are slightly worrying, and I also know that my fiancée grew up in the palace and was brought up by the queen mother, and rarely lives with the eldest princess, so the relationship between mother and daughter is a bit indifferent, but I heard Fan Xian was still so moved by this answer that he couldn't help himself.
This pair of young men and women have similar life backgrounds and growth processes, so they are very aware of the pain in each other's hearts and a certain kind of self-confident pride, which is why they have decided their lives at the Qing Temple at a glance. How can the emperor's family have feelings? But Fan Xian gave the girl unprecedented emotional impact and tenderness, and Fan Xian himself found a space to rest his tired mind from this dark boudoir.
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"When will you be able to go out for a walk?" Fan Xian hugged her.
Lin Wan'er lay on his left shoulder carefully so as not to touch his wound. After hearing this, she replied helplessly: "I urinate in the palace and rarely have the opportunity to go out. It's just that my uncle gave me a county four years ago. As the master, this is the chance to go out, but recently my body has become weaker..." She looked at him carelessly: "Do you think it's shameful to be so sneaky all the time?"
Fan Xian was stunned, and laughed in a low voice: "I like this kind of sneaky feeling the most... It's just that you still need to move around and bask in the sun." These nights I was so absurd that I let this young man lie beside me, his cheeks couldn't help but healed, he spat, and said: "Then I will go to the palace tomorrow to beg my uncle."
"Uncle?" Fan Xian couldn't help laughing in a low voice when he heard her yelling affectionately, "Yes, our uncle is the greatest emperor in the world. If he says something, you will be my wife."
It was only then that Fan Xian remembered and talked about today's imperial decree. Hearing the content of the imperial decree, the man beside her had already been appointed as the coordinator of Taichang Temple. Lin Wan'er knew that the marriage was finally settled, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed after being pleasantly surprised.
Fan Xian looked at the blush on her face with a smile, thinking that this girl was gentle and shy, yet she was so shy. After all, he still always thought that the women in this world were the same as the women in the previous life. He never thought that he would climb the wall in the middle of the night every day. For a dignified princess, it was already a very big deal.
"By the way, when we met for the first time in Qingmiao last time, who were you with?"
"It's with Your Majesty." Lin Wan'er replied curiously.
"Ah?" Fan Xian thought that he had actually passed the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and he couldn't help but feel some different feelings in his heart. Since the nobleman is His Majesty the Emperor, the master who slapped him is naturally the palace. The head of the guards here, thinking that he could only vomit a few mouthfuls of sour blood after being slapped with the head of the guards, felt a little proud.
Seeing the changing expression on his face, Lin Wan'er became interested, stared into his eyes and asked, "What? Was it surprising?"
"I can only blame myself for being stupid, I didn't think of going there." Fan Xian said with a wry smile, "I always thought it was the Queen Mother or the Eldest Princess, alas, it would be a pity if even the Emperor hadn't seen it in this world. some."
"Although I don't pay much attention to outside affairs, I also know that the Fan family is very sacred. If you want to see His Majesty, it is not difficult, let alone..." The girl bowed her head shyly: "After a big wedding, you always have to enter I'm paying my respects to my uncle."
Hearing the word "big marriage" and seeing the shy and charming expression of this girl's family, Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. He took Lin Wan'er's left hand and slid down stealthily, all the way down the waistline, and finally touched the soft and plump place. After swaying and swaying, it gradually became lustful. I rubbed my palms again and again, and I felt a smooth and soft under the palm, which was very comfortable.
A few days ago, Lin Wan'er suppressed her embarrassment and asked Fan Xian to spend nights with her every night, because she realized that her fiancé, who was detached from the dust, was really a gentleman. After so many days, she was satisfied to leave after just a taste of the fragrance. Go, there has never been anything too out of bounds, so Lin Wan'er is relieved, and she is even inexplicably proud deep in her heart.
I never thought that this fellow was injured today, but he became lustful instead! So when Lin Wan'er felt her buttocks being rubbed by that hand, she didn't react for a while, she opened her eyes stupidly and watched Fan Xian have a few times to snap her fingers, and the lust in Fan Xian's eyes became more and more intense , he woke up with a soft cry, his face was flushed, and he reached behind his back and pushed away the opponent's lustful claws.
Fan Xian rubbed the tip of the plump buttocks, he was already fascinated, how could he let her go, he turned sideways and took her into his arms, his right hand was injured and it was inconvenient, then... on his feet, entwining her like a big koala bear The struggling girl lowered her head and kissed the sandalwood lips.
Under the touch, it is full of humidity and warmth.
After a long time, the two slowly separated. Fan Xian felt refreshed and didn't know what to say, and Lin Wan'er's eyes gradually became confused, but the tears were blurred, and she was so ashamed that she almost cried. Fan Xian looked at Lin Wan'er's expression and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, so he quickly explained with a smile: "I can't control it, I can't control it."
"You bully people." Lin Wan'er sobbed, but she didn't dare to disturb the guards in the garden outside and the old woman downstairs, so her voice was a little soft.
"Where do I have it?" Fan Xian felt greatly wronged, and thought to himself that they are almost married, so what if they make out
As if guessing what the young man was thinking, Lin Wan'er puffed her cheeks and said, "There are still a few months."
Fan Xian looked at her with a wicked smile. Said: "The two of us have spent these many spring nights together, why should we care about those."
But Lin Wan'er was most afraid of this statement. When he heard him say it, she was so ashamed that she clenched her fist and threw it at him, but... halfway through the blow, she thought that he was hurt, so she had to take it back aggrieved. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she happened to encounter an indecent shape somewhere. No matter how gentle and reserved Wan'er was, she knew what was going on, and regardless of Fan Xian's injury, she slammed him Push off the bed curtain.
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"Come back earlier, you still have injuries." Lin Wan'er buried her face in the bed, not daring to look at him.
Fan Xian's gaze fell naturally, and he looked at himself wronged and said, "Then I'll come see you tomorrow."
Lin Wan'er pulled down the quilt a little bit, showing her pitiful face, begging for mercy, "Don't you have business tomorrow?"
"Ah, by the way, the bookstore will open the day after tomorrow." Fan Xian remembered that the staff of the Overwatch Council hadn't returned to the capital yet, and there was no way to find any movement in the capital. Is sharpening knives without cutting people by mistake, which can be regarded as one of his excellent qualities
He couldn't bear to bully this girl any more, so he had to open the window and prepare to leave. The moonlight came in and shone on the bed, as well as on the maid next to her who was still sleeping soundly. Fan Xian couldn't help snickering, wondering if this maid sleeps so well every day, and whether it will be in a few days. become a lot fatter.
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The day after the bookstore opened, Dongchuan Road was crowded with people, and even the surrounding imperial schools showed a rare trend of playing truant. There were lights and festoons in the buildings by the street, and a square door was all wrapped in high-quality wood. It is clear and clear, and it is really a very book-like decoration, but it is helpless, there are too many people here today, and the smell of sweat has replaced the smell of books.
Most of the people who came came to see Fan Xian. Everyone was very curious about how the illegitimate son of the Fan family who had only been in Beijing for more than a month was able to do so well. Why did I come to the idea of opening a bookstore? There are a lot of profitable businesses in this world. Selling books is not a good way out.
Since the assassination incident, Fan Xian's views on life have changed a lot, so this bookstore did not hide behind the scenes, but stood up very openly, acknowledging that he and his brother are the proprietors of this bookstore . He also named the bookstore "Danbo Bookstore", and asked the Shizi to go home and let that Prince Jing write it himself, and then made a horizontal plaque and hung it at the door.
Many people around were wondering what the name of the bookstore meant. Fan Xian explained that it was meant to show his ambitions indifferently. There is no ambition to be indifferent, and there is no way to go far without tranquility", which shocked everyone a little. When the son heard this explanation at first, he was also shocked, thinking that the boy of the Fan family was using this to express his love to the people in the ruling and opposition parties, and to express that he did not want to interfere in anything. Things, show weakness in exchange for safety.
In fact, only Fan Ruoruo knew his elder brother best, and knew the meaning of indifference, that is to say—was once adrift in Danzhou.
Seeing more and more people around, Fan Xian's forehead began to drip sweat, and he muttered to the shopkeeper Ye next to him, "The advertisement I mentioned earlier, the effect is too good, why are there so many people just after opening today?" Many people are coming."
Shopkeeper Ye is no stranger to the word "advertisement", he laughed and said: "I heard that the master has the manuscript of Mr. Cao in his hand. After sixty-eight chapters, we are the only ones who will print it exclusively. That’s enough to attract so many people.” He paused, then laughed and said, “Of course, everyone mainly came to see you, to see what a young poet who can kill eighth-rank masters looks like.”
Fan Xian was startled, and muttered, "Our house is not eight feet long, nor eight feet wide, so what's there to see?"