Chapter 34: Where do we meet again in life?

A round of clear white bright moon shines in the endless building strange shadow layered into the Dongyi City, the light is not how dazzling, together with the city outside the good harbor over the slightly salty sea breeze, so that the air filled with a seductive flavor, like air-dried salt plums were thrown into a cup of bright five grain liquor, flooded with light green color, will be pungent murderous intent sinisterly hidden in the fragrance.

The back door of a two-story residence opened silently, and two stacked people image gusts of wind seemed to penetrate, followed by the door behind the door immediately closed the door, while outside the residence came a few signals indicating that it was safe and no one was in sight.

This was a hidden stronghold of the Southern Qing Supervisory Academy stationed around in Dongyi City, and the owner of the painting and calligraphy store in charge of this stronghold had been waiting here this evening, not expecting to end up waiting for an injured person. After he opened the door, he nervously gripped the dagger in his hand and sat behind the back door without moving a muscle, carefully keeping an eye on the movements around the stronghold, in order to make sure that he would be able to call the police in the first instance should anything go wrong.

The moonlight spilling into the courtyard suddenly dimmed, and the owner of the painting and calligraphy store nervously raised his eyes, but did not notice anything unusual, nor did he notice a shadow drifting in along the gap in the wooden door on the second floor of the private residence.

Inside the house, Fan Xian placed Thirteen Lang Wang on the bed, staring at the greenish-white color that covered his face for a long time to observe him carefully, then pried open his lips, looked at the tongue coating, and listened to the pulse and lung sounds with his side ear, and his brow slowly furrowed.

To be able to make the strong Thirteen Lang’s true qi dissipate and leave his body paralyzed and weak, this kind of poison must be something very terrifying. Time was too short for Fan Xian to still be able to determine with complete precision just what kind of drug the Sword Lodge’s head disciple Yun Zhilan had given to Wang XIII Lang, but he had a rough idea of the drug’s general composition and type of action.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the pouch from his pocket, from which he never left his body, chose a slightly brown pill, crushed it with two fingers with a snap, stuffed it into Wang X3 Lang’s lips, took half a pot of cool water from the table, and poured it in raw.

The cool water wetted the front of Wang XIII Lang’s clothes, however, this strong and courageous strong man who had killed the Left Virtuous King of Xihu and was still able to kill his way out of the king’s tent didn’t have the slightest reaction, as he had already fainted at this point.

Fan Xian’s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, pursed his dry lips, and pressed and flicked his single palm on Wang Thirteen Lang’s chest, stroking it down like a wave of water, and sending his true qi to help Wang Thirteen Lang swallow the water and enter the medicine.

Only after doing all this did Fan Xian put his heart down a little, sitting in silence next to Wang X3 Lang, waiting for the medicine to start working. He glanced at the shadow next to the door of the room and was silent, as if he was thinking about another very important issue.

The medicine gradually took effect, and beads of sweat began to ooze from Wang Xulang’s forehead. Knowing that the time had come, Fan Xian plopped down on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to use the Heavenly Monarch’s Pure and Virtuous True Qi in his body to dispel the poison and heal his injuries.

In Jiangnan, Fan Xian’s meridians had been shattered, and he had relied on Haitang DuoDuo to use TianDaoDao’s gongfu to help him repair his meridians. Today, although Wang XIII Lang had been deeply poisoned, and his meridians were messed up by the poison, and he could vaguely feel a thousand holes on top of his veins, he was at least a lot better than the Fan Xian of that year.

The medicine could not completely drive out the poison in Thirteen Lang’s body, but coupled with Fan Xian’s healing true qi, it was another result. Since Fei Jie left, Sean died, and the master poisoner in Dong Yi City was nowhere to be found, now in this world, Fan Xian could be said to be the first expert in using poison to cure poison, and even though the drugs under Yun Zhi Lan were extremely powerful, they could not defeat him.

The shadow was silent at the door of the room waiting for the treatment of poison, indifferently looking at Wang X3 Lang whose face was getting redder and redder, and did not know what he was thinking in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang XIII Lang finally opened his eyes and woke up, however, the moment he woke up, he didn’t look towards Fan Xian who was working hard to save himself, but instead, he oozed out two chillingly sharp awns, stabbing straight at the middle-aged man in the shadows beside the door.

Wang Xulang didn’t know who that middle-aged man was, but only knew that the other party was in his forties, and that he had met him once by chance in Qingzhou City, and knew that he was Fan Xian’s close confidant. Wang XIII Lang originally thought that this middle-aged man, who could not be seen as high or low, was a certain secret agent in the Supervisory Court, however, earlier, when he was on Fan Xian’s back and had not yet fainted, he clearly saw, in that moonlight, the sword that this middle-aged man had stabbed at his fourth senior brother.

The Four Gu Sword! The Four Gu Swords, the secret science of the Sword Lodge that was never taught outside of the Lodge, and that only the thirteen personal disciples of the Sword Lodge could possibly cultivate!

“Who the hell are you?” Wang XIII Lang was weak, but his gaze was extremely alert and complex as he stared at the shadow and asked in a hoarse voice.

Fan Xian slowly withdrew his palms from Wang Xii Lang’s back, his physical strength and true qi was too depleted, and his body was sweating like a pulp at this moment. He heard this question from Wang Thirteen Lang full of shock and tension, his brows slightly wrinkled, not expecting that this Thirteen Lang, having first escaped from the Ghost Gate, would actually revert back to the Sword Lodge’s stance, and create extremely strong hostility and concern towards the Shadow.

The shadow slightly lowered his head, his eyes gazing at his toes, not answering Wang Thirteen Lang’s question at all, perhaps because he felt uninterested, perhaps because he felt bored, perhaps because he felt disdain.

He was the Four Gu Swords’ own younger brother, and being pressed like this by the Four Gu Swords’ young disciple, he naturally felt rather ridiculous. And in the entire heavens, there were no more than four people who knew his true identity, and until Fan Xian gave his permission, Shadow would not let anyone know about his relationship with the Sword Lodge.

It was just that this heavenly secret, with the Shadow’s forced hand this evening, would only cause a lot of speculation.

Fan Xian moved down from behind the bed and sat next to Wang Thirteen Lang with his head lowered, burying his head between his shoulders, looking extraordinarily tired, and his body’s sweat glistening with an unpleasant odor.

Wang Thirteen Lang didn’t thank him, but just stared at Shadow with a deadly stare like a tiger, as if if if Shadow didn’t give him an answer, he would strike out at Shadow in the name of the Sword Lodge at this moment, even though he was weak and frail, and even though he had just been restrained by the Sword Lodge’s masters and brothers with their insidious hand techniques.

Fan Xian buried his head and raised the index finger of his right hand to gently sniff it, the tip of the finger carrying the sweat that had been forced out of Wang Thirteen Lang’s body with a slightly greasy feel. He immediately discerned the ingredients of this drug, his heart thumped, and with murderous intent in his eyes, he said, “What a powerful poison, Thirteen, this Eldest Brother of yours really loves to protect you.”

At these words, Wang Thirteen fell silent, speechless, after all, it was the two great masters of the Southern Qing who had saved him from his own senior brother this night.

Fan Xian suddenly waved his hand and said with extreme exhaustion, “This poison is too powerful, I don’t have any medicines at hand to take advantage of it, and I can’t force the poison to clear up just by forcing it with my true qi, you’ll still need to recuperate for at least a few more days before you can recover. If you have anything to ask, wake up tomorrow and ask again.”

Wang Thirteen Lang coughed dramatically twice, seemingly somewhat unwilling, but felt his eyes grow heavy and fell back toward the bed.

Fan Xian backhanded the fine needle on Wang Thirteen Lang’s neck, shook his head, and sat up from the edge of the bed, picking up half a pot of cold tea and pouring it into his stomach, provoking another sweat and making him feel even more exhausted.

He pushed himself out of the door and sat down in the shadows under the eaves of the house, and the shadow came to rest beside him.

“It’s fortunate that you came just now.” After a long moment of silence, Fan Xian said softly, “Otherwise, I really don’t know if I would have made it back alive.”

When he thought of the four cold swords in the sword hut that had the realm of the Ninth Grade, and the seemingly spontaneous but actually dangerous situation he was in just now, Fan Xian’s heart was filled with fear and coldness. The heroes of the world really can’t be underestimated, fighting alone, nowadays, although he is never afraid of people, but being surrounded by several Ninth Grade, is really quite scary, especially when he can’t bear to leave behind Thirteenth Grade Wang, if the shadow didn’t suddenly appear in that moonlight, who knows what fate he is facing today.

At the ice stall selling autumn swordfish, Fan Xian gave Shadow the instruction to contact the nails of the Supervisory Court ambushed within Dongyi City, and he went to the Plum Garden Sandwich Courtyard alone. However, he hadn’t expected that Shadow would be able to complete his mission so quickly and return to his side to save his life.

“Before handling the affairs of the six offices, I am first and foremost a shadow.” The shadow said coldly from his side.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, knowing what the other party meant by this statement, he used to be Chen Pingping’s shadow, so he never left Chen Pingping’s side, and then when Chen Pingping ordered him to come and protect himself, he became his inseparable shadow.

Even if Fan Xian was a bit of a trustworthy person, letting the shadow handle the affairs of the courtyard and leaving his side for a brief moment, the shadow would still feel intensely uneasy and chose to find Fan Xian as fast as he could – his style of action was to secretly follow Fan Xian’s back and protect him at all times.

The sea breeze blew in, making Fan Xian’s wet sweat even more chilly, causing him to shiver. Now that he was a ninth grade powerhouse, he had long been invulnerable to heat and cold, but the fact that he shivered at this moment was proof of the coldness in his heart.

The coldness in his heart was because of the tipping of the sword hut’s interior, Yun Zhilan actually dared to lay his hands on Wang XIII Lang, and did so ruthlessly, and with so many sword hut experts standing beside him, could it be said that the dying Four Gu Swords had already lost control of the sword hut?

Cold also because of that dangerous situation earlier, the sweaty pulp all over his body, not just caused by forcing poison for Wang XIII Lang, but also because of those four horrible swords, Fan Xian was shocked.

And there was something even more frightening in his mind, something that weighed on his heart and made it hard for him to breathe, fear taking over his entire body and mind.

Obviously, Shadow knew what he was afraid of at this moment, so he also looked unprecedentedly grave, sitting beside him and not saying a word.

At this moment, this scene, let Fan Xian thought of many years ago when he first went down to Jiangnan, in the eaves outside the Shazhou inn, he and this world’s number one assassin, sitting side by side on their knees, talking to each other, although not happy, but fishing for a lot of benefits, today once again sitting next to each other, the two people’s moods are all very heavy.

“Why didn’t you kill that Sword Lodge expert just now?” Fan Xian’s voice had already become dry due to his nervousness.

“There were four Ninth Grade on the other side, and we were able to get through it in a single move, relying on surprise and shocking the other side’s mind with our sword intent.” The shadow closed his eyes and said in silence, “Even so, I was only able to seriously injure one person, and you didn’t really injure the oldest three …… If the other party wakes up, we might be able to escape, but it’s still impossible to kill them all.”

“I have to admit that my idiot brother’s ability to teach his disciples is the best in the world.”

Shadow’s words elaborated on a fact known to all the world, among the four great patriarchs, Ye Liuyun did not take on disciples, Emperor Qing probably had an eccentric turn of phrase disciple like Fan Xian, and although Bitter Lotus’s Heavenly Dao had many disciples, the only person who had truly cultivated countless supreme masters was the Four Gu Swords, and there were twelve Nine Ranks under the Sword Lodge’s disciples alone, which was an eye-popping amount of people.

After Fan Xian was silent for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, “I’ve been very careful these past three years, once I use the Four Gu Swords, I’m bound to die under my sword, and I’ve never let a living person see me utilize the Four Gu Sword’s sword moves.”

“There has never been a living person under my sword.” The shadow indifferently stated the facts. This world’s number one assassin had never survived a sword strike.

“What about Yun Zhilan?” Fan Xian brought up a name. Three years ago in Jiangnan, Shadow led the swordsmen of the Six Divisions, chasing the disciples of the Sword Lodge led by Yun Zhilan all over the world, forcing the dark forces of Dongyi City out of the two states of Suzhou and Hangzhou alive, and making a great contribution to Fan Xian’s efforts to rectify the order in Jiangnan.

“When I killed Yun Zhilan, I didn’t use the original sword.” The shadow responded after a moment of silence.

Fan Xian nodded lightly. Even when Shadow had stormed up against Yun Zhilan beside the West Lake fishing boat downstairs outside Hangzhou House, he had only seriously injured the other party, and it seemed that Shadow was also worried that he would not be able to kill Yun Zhilan, so he had left a backhanded approach to his maneuver so as not to reveal his identity.

“So, in the entire world, only these five, no, six …… people tonight, if we add Thirteen Lang, that’s seven people, may know this secret.” Fan Xian bowed his head and pondered, “The problem is that we don’t have a way to silence these few people yet, so when do you think the Four Gu Swords will probably guess that you’re his brother who survived by chance?”

After a long silence, the shadow slowly spoke, “Maybe a long time ago, he knew that the shadow of the Inspectorate was me.”

At these words, Fan Xian fell into an inexorable calm, knowing that what he had feared the most was perhaps about to become true because of this trip to Dong Yi City.

He raised his head to look at the bright moon, lowered his head to think of his hometown, and murmured, “If the Four Guards Sword could keep this a secret for us, how wonderful it would be.”

The Shadow glanced at him and didn’t say anything, but the teasing implication couldn’t be hidden.

Fan Xian suddenly let out a long too breath, looked at Shadow and asked with a smile, “How did it feel to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor at the Hanging Temple that day?”

After pondering for a moment, the shadow said, “It felt good.”

Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more.

On the day of the assassination at the Hanging Temple, His Majesty drank it in with a single gulp, and the assassin was the youngest brother of Dongyi City’s Four Gu Swords who had run away from home since childhood. Nowadays, all the people know that Emperor Qing is a great master, so naturally his vision will not be wrong. If the Four Gu Swords guessed that the shadow was his own youngest brother through the return of his disciples this evening, this news was spread back to the South Qing country ……

The six departments of the Supervisory Yuan sponsored the shadow to assassinate the Qing Emperor! Will Chen Pingping still be able to sit properly in her wheelchair? This was what Fan Xian and Shadow feared the most. Both of them, for that lonely old cripple, had the deepest feelings of respect and love from the bottom of their hearts, and at this moment, in retrospect, they regretted that earlier moment, revealing a break, a break that exposed the biggest secret of the Supervisory Yuan.

“Perhaps things aren’t as bad as we thought.” Fan Xian suddenly said calmly, “Within tomorrow, I’m going to meet with the Four Guards Sword and talk business with him, and talk about this together.”

Just as Fan Xian had thought and said, this matter didn’t necessarily spill over into the Southern Qing country, it was just that he was carefully making preparations. And the main matter of this trip to Dongyi City needed to be handled with care, and if this matter was handled well, perhaps all problems would be solved by the wind.

“We’re friends?” Fan Xian sipped his thin porridge while looking at Wang Thirteen Lang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a pale face and unhealed injuries.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Thirteen Lang nodded.

Fan Xian put down the bowl of porridge and said with extreme seriousness and earnestness, “If you don’t want to lose this friend of mine, then about everything that happened last night, from today onwards, don’t say a single word and don’t ask.”

Wang Thirteen Lang nodded once again. Although Fan Xian told him not to ask questions, he had to ask clearly about what happened within Dongyi City yesterday and a few days before that, and he tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, signaling Thirteenth Lang to use some rice porridge to nourish his stomach, and said with a deliberate choice of words, “When I dared to go to the Plum Garden Sandwich Courtyard to look for you by myself yesterday, it wasn’t that I hadn’t thought that Yun Zhilan would have sent some people to keep an eye on the place, but I think you’re also well aware of that, and I’ve had the Supervisory Court keep sent some people to keep an eye on your place.”

“The biggest problem is that I always thought that with your strength, even if something tragic happened within the Sword Lodge, you should have the ability to notify my subordinates or leave some traces for me.” Fan Xian stared at Wang Xulang’s eyes, “Last night, you nearly got surrounded and killed, and you caused this problem. I don’t understand how it was possible for you to be trapped inside the house and defeated so badly.”

Wang Thirteen Lang’s eyes flashed with a hint of pain as he listened to these words, it seemed that his senior brothers within the division had secretly attacked him, causing even this young expert with a bright to the core heart to feel a pain that was difficult to bear.

After a long time, Thirteen Lang said in a hoarse voice, “Three days ago, Eldest Senior Brother invited me for a drink, talking about the future of Dong Yi City. At the banquet, Eldest Senior Brother was very excited, but I was a bit faceless in comparison, because I knew that what Eldest Senior Brother said and did was correct.”

“But what you did was arranged by the Four Gu Swords, and there was no way for you to resist.” Fan Xian cut off his words.

Wang Thirteen Lang was silent for a moment before saying, “Yes. If it wasn’t for my master’s orders, I’d rather carry the sword and resist the Southern Qing army than become a character that my senior brothers spit on, like I am now.”

“It doesn’t feel very good to be a traitor, does it?” Fan Xian’s lips curled slightly as he smiled, but in his heart, he thought of himself.

Wang Thirteen Lang didn’t quite understand the meaning of the word traitor, and shook his head, “I believe that Master Teacher is also thinking about the future of Dongyi City and the thousands of people, and no one knows exactly what Master Teacher will do.”

He paused and then said, “There were only the two of us, Eldest Brother and I, at the banquet. You know, before I left the gate, although I had never met my senior brother, in the past two years, we’ve been extremely close as senior brothers, and I’ve even treated him as if he were my own biological brother.”

Fan Xian sneered, “That’s why he gave you poisoned wine to drink, and you drank it in one gulp.”

Wang Thirteen Lang’s eyes flashed with a color of pain, and he said in a trembling voice, “Eldest Brother is not this kind of treacherous villain, I know that he poisoned me for the sake of Dongyi City, and that he didn’t want you Qing people to see Eldest Brother through my channel.”

“You …… are a little too naive.” Fan Xian sighed and said, “In this world, it’s either you kill people or people kill you. With a character like yours, being in charge of the Sword Lodge is tantamount to a fool’s errand.”

“Eldest Brother doesn’t want to kill me, he only wants to kill you and break the possible agreement.” Wang Xulang suddenly became annoyed and stared at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian’s heart was slightly stunned, but he suddenly softened and said gently, “That much I believe. I’ve checked that poison, and although it’s harmful to your body, it’s not fatal as long as you don’t move your true qi rashly. Yun Zhilan and those Sword Lodge brothers still have a trace of goodwill towards you.”

Fan Xian’s words were actually only meant to comfort Wang Xulang, perhaps even he was unwilling to watch one of the purest of the world’s young generation of experts have his mind clouded by such filth.

“Yun Zhilan trapped you with the intention of baiting and killing the contact from Southern Qing, and since the earlier scouts reported that the sword lodge was heavily defended all around and prohibited anyone from entering, it’s clear that the people from Northern Qi have already entered the sword lodge and have begun to try to persuade your master-sama.”

Fan Xian said, “What I want to know now is who the big shot from Northern Qi is.”

“I don’t know.” Wang Thirteen Lang said dryly, “This matter was arranged by Eldest Senior Brother from the very beginning, and since I was poisoned these past few days, I’ve been confined within the Sandwich Courtyard.”

“I want to see the Four Gu Swords, is there any way?” Fan Xian stared into his eyes.

Wang Thirteen Lang’s expression was a bit forlorn as he said, “I haven’t seen my master for ten days as well, and I don’t know how his body is doing, and if he’s still holding up.”

Fan Xian heard him completely answer the question, his heart was extremely annoyed, but he also knew that there was nothing to do, sneered and said, “The big man …… of Northern Qi still really think that I can not guess who it is? Although the sword hut defense is strict, but Yun Zhilan also can’t cover the sky with one hand, if you walk to the sword hut brightly, has always remained neutral second elder brother, will not stand by and watch the others, in front of the sword hut, to kill you?”

Wang Thirteen Lang looked at him like he was looking at a ghost and said, “Only last night, you narrowly escaped being killed by your senior brothers, could it be that you’re going to go and die again today?”

Fan Xian fell silent, he had to meet this great master with a perverse temperament before Northern Qi could convince the Four Gu Swords, and it also concerned the life of one of his greatest concerns, if he didn’t send himself to his death, he was afraid that a lot of people in this world would die.

“You are the Thirteen Apprentices of the Sword Lodge, you always have some methods within Dongyi City, I’ll send the people from the Supervisory Academy to help you again, even if I can’t get into the Sword Lodge …… today, but I’m sure I’ll want to see that Northern Qi great master.” A rather elusive and strange look flashed across Fan Xian’s eyes, as if he was extremely certain about how to deal with that Northern Qi bigwig.

A pale young man, with great difficulty, stepped down from the carriage and looked at the rows of grass huts of the distant sword lodges, countless complex emotions rising in his eyes as he straightened out his clothes and marched over that way.

The various disciples of the Sword Lodge who were responsible for the defense, looking at this person’s appearance, their faces all showed a shocked look, some subconsciously reached their hands to the side of their waists and gripped the hilt of their swords, but none dared to make the first move.

I don’t know who, with a somewhat dry voice called out, “Junior Uncle, the Master has an order, the Ancestor Master is in seclusion and purification, and shall not be disturbed.”

Gradually, some people gathered around and surrounded Wang XIII Lang in the middle. All of the Sword Lodge’s children knew that many problems had occurred between the Great House of Yun Zhilan, who handled all the affairs under the door, and this Junior Senior Uncle, who was the most favored by the Ancestral Master.

Last night, when the young master uncle was rescued by someone, everyone was guessing if it was an expert from Southern Qing. However, everyone did not expect that at this time, when the sun was shining, the little master uncle actually walked to the door of the sword lodge just like that.

Everyone was nervous, not knowing whether they should immediately strike to take him down or what to do.

Wang Thirteen Lang took a deep breath, his face was calm with endless persistence in it, and just like that he walked towards the sword hut step by step, and then he saw someone he desperately wanted to see, and lowered his body and saluted, “Second Senior Brother, I want to see Master.”

The Second Sword of the Sword Lodge was not involved in this matter, he looked at Wang XIII Lang with a hint of pity and said softly, “Senior brother, go back.”

Just as the front of the Sword Lodge was in a mess, outside a small secluded courtyard at the rear of the Sword Lodge that was off to the side, a person silently slipped along the shadows of the mountain. At this moment, the attention of the disciples of the Sword Lodge was all attracted by the brazenly appearing Wang XIII Lang, but no one noticed this point.

This small secluded courtyard is the place where the Sword Lodge uses to entertain the most honorable guest, only that guest is in the Sword Lodge at this time, so the defense of the small courtyard is not very strong, that silhouette easily penetrated in.

All the way to avoid those North Qi side of their own brought experts, Fan Xian like a civet cat general, touched the backyard. Sniffing the ghostly scent that he would remember for the rest of his life, he came to a house, floated in, and looked at the woman who was sticking flowers to the mirror and expressing the absentee complaints of the palace maid, and couldn’t help but smile.

He walked behind that woman, bent down and gently blew a breath in her ear, and said in a light and incomparable manner, “Ri Ri, is it that you want a man?”

That woman was shaken, looking at her charming and sultry, incomparably beautiful self in the mirror, as well as the lifelong unforgettable, beautiful face next to her face, so shocked that she could not say a word at all.

Little Lord Fan!

The owner of that face hadn’t been seen for several years, so why would he appear so unknowingly in Dong Yi, next to the sword hut, next to himself!

Si Li Li turned around haughtily, her eyes wide open with terror, looking at Fan Xian who had appeared beside her like a ghost, opening her mouth but forcibly repressing it without making a single sound, but those streaming, gentle eyes were filled with shock.

Fan Xian was very satisfied with this woman’s performance, smiled faintly and said softly, “It seems that he really favors you, such a big thing, he actually brought you still with him, could it be that he’s afraid that you’ll give him a cuckold?”

Si Li Li clutched the corner of her sleeve, trembling slightly, but her lips were pursed extremely tightly, and there was a slight panic in her eyes. She and Fan Xian are old acquaintances, back then all the way to the north, met in prison, where do not know how a small Lord Fan is a gentle appearance, in fact, ruthless role, at this time the other party in danger, as long as their own slight move, I am afraid that the other party will not care about the slightest affection of the year, spicy hand to destroy the flowers.

Fan Xian gently catch her chin, touching a piece of slippery, thoughts in this moment actually drifted to the year north in the carriage, heart slightly swing, mouth softly said: “Do you want us to sew a cuckold for your family siren emperor?”

Si Li Li panic slightly go, but pursed lips and laughed, she was the first beauty of Kyoto, now became the North Qi Consort, favored by the Qi Emperor, by the endless noble gas fomentation, it is the bright yin can not be square, this smile, laugh with the flow of the eyes such as water, good not tempting.

Fan Xian also smiled, it was really convenient to deal with such a woman who knew what she was doing. He smiled and raised his hand in invitation, and Si Li Li smiled bitterly, placing her hand in his large hand and walking behind the curtain.

Siri was too familiar with his style of behavior to know that he couldn’t possibly want to fool around in this situation, just to borrow his room and wait for someone he’d always wanted to wait for. But for some reason, when her hand was placed into Fan Xian’s warm hand, the woman’s heart actually let out a long sigh, as if she had gotten what she had been wishing for several years, and was immensely satisfied. In this moment, she didn’t even think about whether she would encounter any danger after the man returned.

A very long time, perhaps very short, a rush of footsteps came from outside the room, and an extremely young man entered this room amidst the arches of many people. This man’s eyebrows were like twin swords not knowing where the sharpness was pointing, his eyes were like the ocean not knowing the depth of the geometry, dressed in a plain dress, with a bright yellow satin ribbon tied around his waist, the dragon walked with a natural aura.

“Your majesty, girl Li Li is not here, perhaps went to play in the garden.” A eunuch pretending to be a servant reported in a sharp voice.

The young man, who perhaps had something troubling on his mind, gave a soft hmmm and sat down in his chair, habitually teetering his two feet up as a eunuch had already removed his boots.

Fan Xian quietly peered at this scene behind the curtain, the corner of his lips slightly curled, slightly mocking thought, already a few years have passed, this little emperor is really still accustomed to sitting with his legs wide open, his feet are still so smelly and quite big, where is half a bit of a woman s model …… really owes to fight.