Chapter 47: Couple’s Night Talk

Fan Jian frowned and put the bowl of fruit pulp in his hands down, seemingly disliking that the warm bowl was a bit hot, “I’m not excusing Liu, it’s just that at that time, the people she found were ostensibly following her orders, but in reality, they were following the orders of that person in the palace. Liu was merely a scapegoat in this matter.”

Fan Xian frowned and asked, “Who in the palace wanted me dead? Why do they want me to die? Could it be that they already knew that I was the son of the Ye family head?”

“Of course they didn’t know!” Fan Jian became unusually agitated for some unknown reason, his right hand gripping the chair handle tightly, “No one who knows about this matter would want to hurt you, and if someone wanted to hurt you, it would definitely not be because of this reason.”

“Could it be that no one in the entire Kyoto has ever known about the relationship between father and mother? If those people knew of father’s relationship with the Ye family, why did no one ever suspect that I, an illegitimate child, was the son of the head of the Ye family?”

Fan Xian pondered this question with suspicion, and with a slight chill in his heart, he realized that there seemed to be some more important questions after the matter, but he didn’t dare to open his mouth to ask them at all, and turned to say quietly, “And for what reason? Four years ago I was but a twelve year old boy, far away in Tanyu, and seemingly uninvolved with anything in Kyoto.”

“Four years ago, that’s when His Majesty accepted the Lin family girl as his righteous daughter, that’s when he appointed a marriage for the county princess, His Majesty decided at that time that in the future, the royal merchant industry, in the future, will be managed by you, that’s the time when you first appeared in the conversations of all the people in the imperial palace, seeing a twelve year old child but possessing a golden dollar that he couldn’t hold up, think about it how those noblemen inside the imperial palace How would those nobles inside the palace choose?”

“Choose to kill me cleanly.”

“The Supervisory Yuan has been investigating for four years and has basically gotten to the bottom of this matter, it’s just a pity that there’s no evidence to help those people.”

Fan Xian smiled, “Even if there is evidence, I’m afraid I can’t help the other side. After all, the Procuratorate is the vassal, but those people are the masters.”

Fan Jian nodded.

“Who are the people who want to kill me?”

“The Empress, the Rapunzel.” Fan Jian smiled, “But since you’ve grown up safely and have entered the capital, I believe that even if they were given a few more guts, they wouldn’t be able to risk His Majesty’s wrath and make a move against you.”

Fan Xian said sadly, “You are too optimistic, even if I were to be killed, would the emperor still do anything to his wife and sister?”

Fan Jian did not answer and turned to say, “In the recent period of time, Prince Jing will definitely try to find a way to draw closer to you, and he will definitely try to find a way for you to meet with the second prince. Handle it carefully yourself.”

Fan Xian responded, knowing that every major clan in Kyoto must actively or passively take a stand in this matter, and that although a royal son vying for the right to inherit the world was a trick that seemed a bit old-fashioned, it would always be a constant in the theater, both in that world and this one, and that as soon as that thick curtain was pulled back, the actors hidden behind it would come on stage, either using a three-foot sword or a three-inch tongue, acting for others to see, and also acting for others to see. Acting for others to see, but also for themselves – Fan House seems to have to put in a great deal of effort if it wants to be impartial and follow the Emperor closely.

Late at night, Fan Jian sat alone and lonely on the eunuch’s chair, drinking fruit syrup that had already cooled. While thinking about what Fan Xian had just said. When he thought of the terrible price he had paid in the beginning, the corners of his lips twitched, and he remembered the horrific and bloody scenes in that bleeding month in Kyoto. On that bleak night that no one knew about, the Empress’s father trembled under his own blade, and as he personally beheaded the other man with a single stroke of his own hand, the skull rolling bone by bone, seemingly remembering that voice, a gentle smile surfaced at the corners of Fan Jian’s lips.

After a period of time, Fan Xian lived a very comfortable, every day in the mansion to enjoy the treatment of the young master hair, and occasionally slipped to Dongchuan Road to see the planning of the bookstore to what point, and that also surnamed Ye’s shopkeeper is gradually familiar with it. Should things go well, so the House of Qing guest Mr. Cui or return to the side of the Sinanbo. And every other night, Fan Xian would always sneak to that royal courtyard and familiarly climb over the wall, only now the windows were no longer closed, and the chicken leg girl was always silently waiting for him.

The reason why often run there, not because of “love affair”, really Lin Wan’er’s disease can not be delayed, the royal people are all wood, good thing in the imperial doctor in the receipt of the Sinanfu don’t know how many ways to turn over the bribe, finally open mouth to recognize a little bit into the oil fishy for the body is good for the county princess.

Fan Xian often go there, is to send food, as well as their own prescription pills, because of the fear of conflict with the imperial doctor prescribed medication, so the medicine are extremely mild, in addition, is to bring a lot of good food, to meet the fiancée a day craving over the day of the small mouth. Just like this after some days, Lin Wan Er’s body has obviously improved, the face of the red gradually more, but not before that kind of unhealthy red, and the body’s meat is also more up, the cheeks are obviously rounded a circle.

Lin Wan Er has some headaches in this, but Fan Xian is incomparable surprise, thinking that after marriage, he can not every day knead his favorite baby fat beautiful girl?

The guards in the courtyard are really a bit lax, coupled with Fan Xian’s wall-climbing kung fu that he was trained by Five Bamboos in Tanyu State, so he steals incense and feeds her medicine night after night, and no one even notices. However, the root of Lin Wan’er’s illness still can’t be eradicated, Fan Xian thought that it was better to wait for Fei Jie to come back and then say, really can’t, after the marriage, think of a way to move out of Kyoto, the Fan family in Cangshan Mountain there is also a special courtyard, the most suitable for convalescence.

After these nights of contact, this pair of unmarried couples have long been familiar with each other, I do not know why, from the Qing Temple after love at first sight, the two people will feel that the other side and their own some extremely similar places, maybe it is the appearance, maybe it is the body of the temperament, maybe it is the treatment of things in the view of the feeling of this kind of pitch so that the first love of Fan Xian, the first love of the Wan’er really feel the wonderful of the hand of his son, by two Originally strange men and women, into now a glance and a finger can know what each other think, actually did not spend much time.

Lin Wan’er looked at his face, worry suddenly rose and asked, “You use that incense every day to make Siqi fall asleep, after a long time, there won’t be any problems, right?”

Fan Xian comforted, “I told you the first time I came, this incense is only good for one’s body.”

Lin Wan’er thought of the first day he touched in the window and couldn’t help but giggle, saying, “What would you have done if you were really killed as a flower picker at that time?”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and held her hand, “Yi Chen, perhaps there are some things you must know.”

Hearing him call out her nickname, Lin Wan’er was slightly shy and said, “What things?”

“Well …… if you want to kill me, it’s probably very difficult.” Fan Xian smiled and said, “I’ve been studying under very powerful people since I was young, so my bones aren’t any kind of literati who writes poetry, but more like a reckless man.”

Lin Wan’er sighed, “I know, if he wasn’t a reckless man, how could he beat up Guo Shangshu’s son on the street, and made such a big fuss that he couldn’t leave the capital until now.”

Speaking of which, Fan Xian hit Guo Baokun’s case has not been closed, the two sides of the wrestling no less, the Kyoto government has long hung a white flag, held up the sign of immunity, will be handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, with the name of: the case is complex, difficult to investigate and decide. In fact, this case has what complex, if really want to investigate, as long as the follow Fan idle in Kyoto street a few guards a catch, and then a torture, what all understand, but the problem is the lawsuit of the two background is not simple, so the case is naturally complex up.

This is the crooked way, but is the right way of the officialdom – the case handed to the Ministry of Justice, so it is the Ministry of Justice began to headache, is currently planning to ask the palace decree, so that the Supervisory Yuan to deal with the case, although this kind of security cases should not be the management of the Supervisory Yuan, but after all, both sides of the officials, and the Supervisory Yuan has the duty to supervise the officials, so it makes sense – Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto, Kyoto. So it makes sense – all the hundred officials in Kyoto know that the president of the Procuratorate is a person that no official or noble relative would ever put in their eyes.

So the Guo family is waiting for the day when the Supervisory Yuan begins its investigation, not realizing that Fan Xian is also waiting for that day, and he’s holding the card Fei Jie left for him, so he won’t be afraid of the Supervisory Yuan’s night fork.

In the quiet night, Fan Xian was slightly out of his mind, and then comforted Lin Wan’er, “It doesn’t matter, it will naturally fade after a few days.” He suddenly thought of the mother of the young girl in front of him, who had once tried to kill herself four years ago, and the tip of his eyebrows couldn’t help but frown.

Lin Wan’er was an ice-cold girl, and seeing his expression, she asked, “Is there something troubling you lately?”

Fan Xian looked at the girl’s picturesque brows and sighed as he asked, “If there are any problems between …… me and the Eldest Princess in the future, I’m worried about how you’ll handle yourself, I’m just afraid that you’ll be very sad.”

Lin Wan’er smiled, “Why think ahead about things that haven’t happened yet? Wan Er has been sick since she was a child, and seems to be counting the days until she passes, never knowing which day she will leave this earthly world, so I’ve always disliked thinking about horrible things that haven’t happened.”

Fan Xian sighed, full of pity, and took her into his arms, sniffing the lingering scent of her hair as he kept saying in his heart, “I know how you feel, because I once had the same thing as you.”

Kissing Jun’s lips and leaves, the teeth have a residual fragrance.

“Well …… Wan Er, your body is so soft.”

“You …… are touching the pillow you brought yourself the other day.”

Fan Xian loved the feeling of sneaking into a woman’s boudoir at night, it was like cheating, yet it was a kind of cheating without the psychological burden. If permitted, he would like to have such days for a longer period of time, at least until he was married, without too many things bothering him, and to be able to have such a happy life in Kyoto was in any case something that he could not have imagined before he left Tanyuzhou.

Nay, as the saying goes, things don’t turn out the way one wants them to, and there is always a day when a peaceful life comes to an end. In the afternoon of this day, Prince Jing set up his carriage and came to the Fan Mansion, and Liu hurriedly went forward to greet him respectfully, welcoming him into the flower hall for tea.