"Isn't the spring night bitter?"

"Too long is also a pain. ”

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"The toothbrush you made...... I want one. ”

Fan Xian was stunned, he didn't expect her to make such a request, and said with a wry smile: "As far as I know, there are also those sold on Silk Street." ”

Haitang smiled: "It's not as good as you." ”

"Thanks for the compliment. ”

"I didn't expect you, a powerful child, to be willing to put your mind on these places. Haitang looked at Fan Xian, as if she wanted to look at this person again.

Fan Xian slowly closed his eyes and said, "You obviously don't know enough about me. ”

Haitang was silent for a moment and said: "But I only know that after the Queen Mother's birthday, you will return to China, what do you promise me?"

Fan Xian's eyes didn't bother to raise at all, and said, "When I sleep well, I'll come to talk to you." ”

Begonia frowned and said, "That's very good." ”

Fan Xian suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I'm not in a good mood today, so I don't want to talk more." ”

"Farewell. Haitang saw Fan Xian show this coldness for the first time, but she didn't react at all, and left the room cleanly.

Fan Xian was lying on the big bed, obviously sleepy, but he could not sleep, his expression seemed calm, but his mind was chaotic, there was not enough time, he couldn't digest what he heard and felt last night. He opened his bright eyes and looked at the embroidered tent on the top of the bed, as if he wanted to penetrate the roof and go straight through the nine heavenly stratus clouds. Projected into the farthest reaches of the sky.

Now that it was confirmed that Fan Xian was staying in the mission, then the Northern Qi side would naturally think that who was it who wanted to save Sean Land on the cliff of Yanshan? This question was naturally raised.

Wolf Tao, He Daoren, and Shen sat on three chairs. The brows are furrowed. Among these three people, Shen Zheng has the highest official position, but Wolf Tao is the first apprentice of Kuhe, and he is also a young martial arts teacher, so his status is the highest, but He Daoren seems a little silent.

Yesterday during the day, after the two of them teamed up to force Fan Xian and Sean off the cliff, Jin Yiwei began to conduct a secret search outside the capital, but after a day and a night's hard work, there was no effect, and in the morning. When everyone finally couldn't help it, they asked the palace to help forcibly break into the mission, but they found that Fan Xian was sitting on the bed!

"Isn't it Fan Xian?" He Daoren's pale face became whiter. Although the poison on his thighs had been removed, it had also lost a lot of true qi.

Wolf Tao closed his eyes and said: "That person must be Fan Xian, who is good at using poison, needles, and small means." Who else but him?"

He Daoren frowned and said, "But that person looks different from Fan Xian." ”

Wolf Tao opened his eyes and said, "People can be disguised. ”

Wolf Tao's identity is special, so when he speaks, everyone is not suspicious. But in fact, Fan Xian was in the mission at this time, if it was him who fell off the cliff, how could he keep his body intact? Unless he was an immortal.

At this time, Shen Zheng couldn't help but start to doubt Wolf Tao's judgment, but on the surface, he still looked at him like a rich old man: "The biggest possibility is Fan Xian, because the collusion with the Uesugi Tiger is the Nanren, only the Nan will know this matter so clearly, it can't be those masters of Dongyi City." ”

Seeing He Daoren shaking his head disapprovingly, he laughed solemnly: "Of course." It could be someone else. ”

"Who else but Fan Xian?" said in a deep voice, he didn't like to deal with these spy leaders in the first place, if it wasn't for the fact that Sean was involved in this matter, he wouldn't have left the palace to help Jin Yiwei at all.

Shen Zhong glanced at Wolf Tao, and said with a smile on his face: "Lord Wolf Tao, Nanqing also has a lot of masters, as for the problem of technique...... I think adults should have heard that Chen Pingping has always had an assassin named Shadow by her side, but no one has seen him, and no one knows his methods and style. Since Fan Xian is the secretary of the Supervision Yuan, he should have something to do with that shadow's technique...... In this way, it was not Fan Xian who shot next to the cliff, but it could also be the shadow. ”

The shadow is Chen Pingping's personal guard, although no one has seen it, but as the leader of the Northern Qi spies, Shen Zheng naturally knows that there is such a person.

"It doesn't matter who it is. He Daoren let out a breath of turbidity, "The most important thing now is to confirm whether Sean is dead." ”

"Sean is dead. ”

Wolf Tao said very blandly. When Fan Xian, who was dressed in black, came out to save people, he looked back and saw that a scimitar had already pierced Sean's chest and abdomen, he was very confident, and the strength on the tip of the knife cut off Sean's vitality in that instant.

Shen smiled and said: "That's good, the national teacher and the queen mother will definitely be very satisfied, Shen has thanked the two adults here." ”

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Once again, the sun was about to sink over the western walls of Shangjing, and as it had been every day for thousands of years, the slight heat wind swirled around the wilting leaves of the trees and crashed into the courtyards of the houses in the upper capital, swirling past the bodies of the people, past the silent tree trunks.

At night, the wind will gradually cool down.

Fan Xian was wearing a single coat and stood next to a tree in the backyard of the mission, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the first star that appeared in the sky. At this time, there was no need to add a single coat, but his body was too tired, so he was a little chilly.

He carefully folded the letter in his hand, and did not shake it into snow with the force of his palm, as he had done before. Because this letter is not a secret letter from the hospital, but just a somewhat ordinary letter from home.

The letter was written by Wan'er, and although news from her home kept spreading to the north, this was the first time Fan Xian had received a letter from his wife. Thinking about it, she is also waiting for some heart kings at home, the prime minister's father-in-law has stepped down, Dabao has received Fan's mansion, if it is as light as usual, it seems that he is not disturbed by the rumors of marriage, and his father is busy with court politics, which is the content of the family letter.

At the end of the letter, he didn't write anything lovesick, didn't urge someone's itinerary, just wrote a few prose sentences: "The summer night wind stops, and the tossing and turning dreams are hurt." Knowing that the king will not return in the future, the green silk will grow again. It's only been a little while, and it's been three days. Why do you want to be idle? ”

Remembering the king is like three days, yesterday and today and tomorrow.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, feeling the faint memory in the letter, and the woman's rare sparse mood, a little comforted. These days, he is busy with many conspiracies, and he can't help but miss the women in his family a little, and occasionally think about it, and he will feel a little guilty.

He made an appointment with Begonia to meet the day after tomorrow, and for some reason, at this time, he was looking forward to this meeting.

This is definitely not a question between men and women, it is just a very pure expectation. Fan Xian wanted to find someone to talk to, more precisely, after going through the conversation with Sean, he needed to confide...... But there is nowhere to talk about it.

This strange and wonderful feeling has always haunted him.

On that rainy night in Qingguo Kyoto, after the box was opened, Fan Xian thought that he would not be lonely in this world anymore, after all, there are the ubiquitous breath and traces of that woman in this world. But at this time, he really felt that he was still lonely, because the woman was gone after all.

"Sean is right, I'm really a ruthless person. Fan Xian thought in his heart that he was a person with no friends, shook his head, and walked to the wing.

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There were only three people in the room, Fan Xian, Yan Bingyun, and Wang Qinian, and this was the last meeting of the Supervision Yuan in Shangjing. Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian quietly and said, "Master Fan, have you asked?"

This is a situation that Fan Xian has already thought of, he used all the power of the Supervision Yuan and Xinyang to get such a coincidental "death situation", as an official of Qingguo, everyone is naturally very eager to know what the secret in Sean's mouth is.

He frowned: "I was late, Sean is dead." ”

A strange look flashed in Yan Bingyun's eyes, and he immediately returned to normal, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that I have been planning for a long time, but there has been no result." ”

Fan Xian smiled sarcastically: "The old cripple hasn't asked for twenty years, do you think I'm an immortal?"

He often deliberately called Chen Pingping an old cripple in conversations with Yan Bingyun, which was a very reckless and even clumsy threat, but it was often more effective to deal with a smart character like Yan Bingyun.

He turned back to Wang Qinian and said, "Prepare for the return trip." ”

Wang Qinian replied in a deep voice: "Yes." After a pause, he frowned and asked, "My lord, what about the imposter who stayed in the room yesterday?"

Fan Xian knew that he meant to kill people, and he felt a little uncomfortable, and said, "Naturally, I will take it back." ”

Yan Bingyun shook his head disapprovingly: "What if it is discovered by the Northern Qi people?"

"What should I do if I am discovered?" Fan Xian stared at Yan Bingyun's face and said mockingly: "Of course it's a cold salad." What if they find out? You've been covered for a year, and you're a lot less daring. ”