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Chapter 150

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"After taking the medicine, you will be forbidden from sexual intercourse for a month." Fei Jie smiled, hiding the true side effects.

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"You are so cruel." Fan Xian stared into his teacher's eyes, wishing he could bite him to death.

"Then I'll let Wan 'er take the medicine tomorrow," Fan Xian said worriedly.

Fei Jie almost spat his tea on his face. He pointed at his nose. "You are so strong. There are countless brothels in the capital. Do you really have to be in such a hurry tonight?"

Fan Xian chuckled. "Because I know you are playing with me."

Fei Jie really couldn't do anything to this pretty boy. He wasn't his match ten years ago, and ten years later, he was even less of a match. He could only stand up angrily. "Am I destined to owe you something in my previous life? You can guess everything. "

Fan Xian quickly stood up and comforted him. "Because you love me, Teacher."

Fei Jie suddenly looked into his eyes and was silent for a long time. Because the study was new, the smell of wood still wafted through the room. The atmosphere was a little strange.

After a long time, Fei Jie said lightly, "You've been in the capital for a long time, and you've been to the Overwatch Council. I presume you already know some things."

"I know some." Fan Xian's smile was pure. "For example, I know about my mother, but I still don't know about my father."

He looked into Fei Jie's eyes. Even someone as ruthless and vicious as Fei Jie felt the pressure. He smiled and changed the topic. It was quite clever, and Fan Xian couldn't press him any further. "I presume you know that the Lady established the Ye family with her left hand and the Overwatch Council with her right. Now, both Count Sinan and the Director want you to take over. It's just that Count Sinan wants you to take over the business of the palace treasury, and the Director seems to want you to take over the Overwatch Council. "

Fan Xian shook his head. "Teacher, the token you gave me back then was actually a commissioner token. Actually, once I understood what this token represented, I knew what might happen next. What is your opinion? "

"My opinion is actually different from the Director's." Fei Jie seemed a little depressed. "The Overwatch Council is too close to the Emperor, and can easily be dragged into those terrible political struggles. Although the palace treasury is also a hot potato, it is easier to control than the Overwatch Council. "

Fan Xian nodded, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought that he seemed to have long been involved in those palace struggles. Even the Eldest Princess being forced to leave Jingdou seemed to have something to do with him. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Teacher, don't waste your energy. You must be tired from the journey, so stay in the manor for the time being. As for the future, let's not talk about whether or not I want to accept mother's inheritance. I'm afraid that even if Director Chen and … Father wanted to give it to me, there would be many people who wouldn't be willing. "

Fei Jie nodded and said gravely, "This matter is very complicated, and I don't think the Prime Minister will stay in court for much longer."

Fan Xian furrowed his brows. His father-in-law had long since shaken off the Wu Bo'an incident. What could have happened?

Fei Jie didn't explain. He only quietly asked, "Is Sir Wu in the capital now?"

Fan Xian didn't think for a moment. He said directly, "After I entered the capital, he left. I think he went to the South Sea to find Ye Liuyun. I'm not sure what he wanted."

Fei Jie shook his head and suddenly looked at Fan Xian. He frowned and reprimanded him. "I hear that you like to write poems in the capital, and that you've made a name for yourself?"

Fan Xian smiled with some embarrassment. "Teacher, you know that I've liked to write sour things since I was young."

Fei Jie sighed and said, "It seems that the so-called salt seller Old Xin was also your excuse."

Fan Xian chuckled twice.

Fei Jie couldn't help but shake his head again. He looked at him and said, "Your mother used to be extremely talented, but she despised sour rotten people. After you entered the capital, you spent all your time pondering these petty tricks. If your mother could see you in heaven, wouldn't she be half dead with anger? "

Fan Xian shrugged. In his previous life, his mother was probably the most terrifying female science professor. Naturally, the path she took was different from his.

Fei Jie refused Fan Xian's request to stay the night. He also had a house in the capital. As he prepared to leave, Fan Xian finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Teacher, back then, you, Chen Pingping, and Uncle Wu Zhu were always with my mother, right?"

"Yes."

"Did my mother get some medicine from you?"

"What medicine?"

"Hmm …" Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. "Aphrodisiac or knockout drug."

Fei Jie seemed to think of something. A strange expression appeared on his face. He smiled darkly. "You've just gotten married, and you already need these things?"

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The next morning, magpies chirped incessantly on the branches. Even the gradually yellowing leaves seemed to be stained with happiness and became much more tender. The morning sun shone through the courtyard, filling the courtyard with a faint warm color. The grass and flowers in the courtyard and the slanted stone path were all stained with dew. It looked very peaceful.

With a squeak, Fan Xian pushed open the door and stretched. His face was slightly tired, but his eyes were incomparably clear. He yawned and smiled. He waved behind him. "Hurry up and come out. The season of the day is in the morning. Chen 'er, why are you lazing around in bed?"

Lin Wan 'er's shy and anxious reply came from inside the room. "I've never seen someone as shameless as you. Hurry up and close the door."

Fan Xian laughed. "It's so early in the morning. Yesterday's wedding, the servants are all tired. I'm afraid we'll be the first to wake up in the courtyard."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a group of men and women appear out of nowhere from the front and back of the courtyard. They bowed to Fan Xian and said, "Good morning, Young Master."

Fan Xian was startled. He quickly returned to his room and closed the door.

After a while, the servant girls came in to help the newlyweds wash up. Only then did they put on their clothes and walk out the door. Fan Xian carefully held Wan 'er's hand. Looking at his wife's angry face, he smiled. "I spent some time with my teacher last night, so I didn't get much time. I'll make up for it tonight."

Lin Wan 'er had grown up in the palace and was careful with her words. Now that she had married a husband who liked to talk nonsense, she blushed. "You're not being serious again."

Fan Xian held her cool little hand and smiled. "Ever since we were by the lake, we've been reading the scriptures."

"You're doing it again."

"From today onwards, you must call me husband."

"Yes, husband." Lin Wan 'er's shy and obedient manner was very lovable.

Hearing the word "husband", Fan Xian thought of mahjong. He thought of his life's miraculous encounters. He thought of last night's madness, the beauty of the spring night, and the Eldest Princess, who had been driven out of her fief by the Emperor. He couldn't help but smile. "I really do seem to have drawn a few more tiles than others."

Since entering the capital, he had finally found the feeling of happiness. He couldn't help but sing in a low voice, "I've left many feelings in the capital."

Lin Wan 'er, who was in his arms, opened her big innocent eyes and didn't understand a single word.





Entering the Fan manor from the corner of the garden, it was another bustling scene. The servants and servants stood on both sides to welcome the newlyweds. They all knew that this young mistress was an extraordinary person. On the day of the wedding last night, the continuous rewards from the palace had shocked all the Fan clansmen.

After finishing his wife's tea, Fan Jian amiably let the two of them rise. He then chatted with Wan 'er about Prime Minister Lin's health, and then let the two of them rest in peace. Seeing the new son and the new wife so well matched, Count Sinan felt comforted, and Fan Ruoruo was also very happy for her brother.

The two of them returned to their own courtyard and heard a commotion outside. The servant opened the door and saw that the people from the Fan manor in the suburbs of the capital had come to deliver gifts. Naturally, Fan Xian and Lin Wan 'er didn't need to personally meet these people. They just had to send them away. But Teng Zijing and his wife had also come today, which surprised Fan Xian.

"Are your legs better?" Fan Xian sat in the main seat and looked at Teng Zijing's legs with concern.

Teng Zijing laughed. "They've been better for a long time. It's just a little inconvenient to walk."

Fan Xian smiled at Lin Wan 'er beside him. "Teng Zijing was the one who prepared the roe deer meat and white elk meat that I sent you a few days ago."

Lin Wan 'er smiled slightly and nodded. It had only been a night, but she had transformed from a young girl into a mature matriarch. It had to be said that life changes were always so sudden.

After talking for a while, Teng Zijing and his wife were led away to rest. After they left, Teng Zijing's wife whispered curiously, "This young mistress is quite noble, but her body seems a little weak. I'm afraid she's not good enough for the young master."

Teng Zijing was shocked and reprimanded her. "The young mistress is a true noble. Be careful that if someone else hears this, they'll tear your mouth apart." Teng Zijing's wife still had the charm of a young married woman, and smiled noncommittally. "It's just that the bride isn't as handsome as the groom. It's a little funny."

Teng Zijing also smiled. "In this capital, it's not so easy to find a girl more handsome than the young master."

On the other side of the story, grandmother Danzhou's gift had been delayed on the road for a number of days. Today, it had finally arrived at Fan Manor. Fan Jian naturally went out to greet it, and he also had someone notify the young couple. Fan Xian was full of joy. Holding Wan 'er's hand, he walked to the entrance of the courtyard. As they walked, he said, "Grandmother loves me the most. I wonder what she'll give us."

When they reached the entrance of the manor, Fan Xian was stunned. He had never thought that grandmother would give him a wedding gift.

Sisi looked at the young master she had served for many years with a face full of joy. She had already bowed. "Greetings, young master. Greetings, mistress."

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