Just like what Fan Xian often said, no matter what happened, life had to go on.
Thus, when time had already entered the fourth month of the sixth year of the Qing calendar, the Jiangnan area had not changed much compared to previous years. The sensational Ming family property lawsuit was still continuing. After the palace treasury bidding, the various royal merchants began to receive goods and sell their goods. The officials were still surreptitiously collecting silver, and the people of Suzhou were still salivating about national affairs, family affairs, and sexual affairs.
There were some small changes. First of all, the Ming family property lawsuit had been going on for too long. Both sides had been tossing and turning for too long, so much so that it gradually lost the initial feeling of novelty and excitement. Each day, there were fewer and fewer professional spectators waiting outside the Suzhou yamen. The Suzhou Zhizhou and the litigation masters from both sides were almost unable to withstand this marathon-like torment. From opening every day to opening every three days, it had already been six days without opening.
Song Shiren and Chen Bochang were still, with the help of their respective powers, digging their heads into piles of old papers and moldy Qing laws to find evidence against their side. The Ming family and Xia Qifei's focus had already shifted away from the case.
The Ming family knew they couldn't let the imperial envoy drag their spirits on the family property lawsuit. They forcefully pulled themselves together and began to take care of the palace treasury business that was sure to lose money this year. They only hoped to lose less.
Xia Qifei also had to start learning how to do business. With a shake of his body, he had become the largest royal merchant in Jiangnan other than the Ming family. In the past, most of the Cui family's routes to the North had been taken over by him. He had to reopen the defense routes of each province and connect with the merchants in the North. Although Fan Xian was helping him behind the scenes, this was still a complicated task.
The day before he left Suzhou, Xia Qifei used his identity as the Seventh young master of the Ming family to treat the Jiangnan magnates who were still in Suzhou to a meal. That night, the nobles gathered, the carriages flowed endlessly, and the merchants coming and going were oppressively noble. They directly stole 70% of Suzhou's aura of wealth.
All of this aura of wealth gathered at the place Xia Qifei was treating — the Suzhou branch of Baoyue Brothel.
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After a delay of a number of days, the Suzhou branch of Baoyue Brothel finally opened for business. This building had originally been bought for the Ming family's Bamboo Garden Restaurant. It was the busiest place in Suzhou. Shi Chanli took the 50,000 liang of silver and went around to take care of it. The various levels of government also gave Fan Xian enough face and waved their hands to let him through. Once the renovations were finished, they should have opened for business. However, because of some problems in the middle, it had been delayed until today.
The problem was that the Baoyue Brothel did not have a famous girl that they could bring to the table. Everything in this world was about a brand. Although Shi Chanli had borrowed a few prostitutes from the bosses of the Jiangnan brothels, he did not have a famous girl that was famous throughout Jiangnan.
The Baoyue Brothel, which wanted to make a name for itself in Jiangnan, did not dare to open up like this. So, it was delayed until Sang Wen came to Jiangnan. Using her status in the Jianghu, she attracted a few Jiangnan Ming Qu masters. Shi Qing'er of the main Baoyue Brothel in Jingdou also spent a great deal of effort to invite a newly rising popular courtesan on Liujing River, as well as a Western Lake beauty that the Great Prince had stolen from the Western Lake. She sent these two girls to Suzhou. Paired with the Ming Qu masters, Shi Chanli finally had the confidence to officially open for business.
That night, Xia Qifei invited a group of Jiangnan's wealthy to a banquet on the second floor. Red lanterns hung high and soft music played. It was perfect for the opening of the Baoyue Brothel.
On the first day of the Baoyue Brothel's Suzhou branch opening, they did not take in a large number of guests. They only attracted all of the wealthiest people in Jiangnan. Once this momentum came out, wouldn't those self-proclaimed romantic young masters and the sons of officials all pounce over in a few days like dogs with their tongues out?
The newly rising popular courtesan on Liujing River in Jingdou was named Liang Diandian. She was not more than 16 years old and had an innate romantic air. Between her still childish brows floated a soul-stealing charm. Yet, there was a glimmer of coldness hidden within the charm. She had just made her debut when she stole the gazes of thousands of people in Jingdou. She was praised as the girl with the most potential to sit firmly in the leading position after Yuan Meng and Si Lili, who had become a brothel legend of a generation.
However, this Liang Diandian did not have much time to show off her dress in Jingdou before she was forcefully bought by the Baoyue Brothel, full of unwillingness, and sent to Suzhou. She could not help but feel a bit uncomfortable in her heart. However, knowing the background of the Baoyue Brothel, she could not force anything. However, after she came to Suzhou, she signed a rather novel contract with shopkeeper Sang Wen, which greatly surprised this girl, who was not even 16 years old. The contract seemed to be beneficial to her. How could there be such a good brothel keeper in this world?
The other beauty from Xi Lake was indeed very different from the women of the Central Plains. Her eyes were slightly sunken but did not appear out of place. On the contrary, the deep ridges deepened the attractiveness of her face. Particularly, her slightly dark skin did not appear rough. On the contrary, it had a mysterious beauty like a black pearl. Furthermore, this Xi Lake beauty's figure was very curvaceous. Her front and back curves made the tongues of the Qing Kingdom, who were used to the light taste of Chinese women, dry.
However, this Xi Lake beauty's background was even stranger than that of Liang Diandian's. This Xi Lake beauty's surname was Ma, and her name was Suosuo. She was the princess of a Xi Lake tribe.
The Great Prince had led the army on an expedition to the West and had completely defeated the Xi Lake. No one knew how many tribes he had conquered. In order to show his sincerity in surrendering, the leader of the second largest tribe offered his precious daughter to the Great Prince. It was a bit like a marriage gift. Unexpectedly, the Great Prince was a crude person. He treated the daughter of his enemy like a female slave. Particularly after marrying the Great Princess of Northern Qi, it was even more inconvenient for him to keep this Xi Lake beauty in his manor. Thus, the moment he heard that Fan Xian was opening a brothel in Jiangnan and lacked a leading lady, he had rushed her to Baoyue Brothel and then sent her to Suzhou.
Between the opening of Baoyue Brothel and the opening of Jingdou, the Eighth Bureau had already helped Fan Xian with a sufficient advertising campaign. Although the Eighth Bureau did not have many ways to deal with the Ming family in Jiangnan, it was a simple matter to mold these two girls into peerless beauties that could only be found in heaven and not in the mortal world. Shi Chanli played along with the guesses and rumors about these two girls in the marketplace and cleverly had the two girls choose a few days ago to sit in a carriage outside Suzhou for a walk.
The walk was nothing more than a show to let the lecherous men of Jiangnan see the peerless beauty of these two girls from a distance. Along the way, there were countless lechers following Baoyue Brothel's carriage. The green plains in front and behind the carriage had been completely flattened by the men's feet or horse hooves. The so-called walk was really flattening the green grass.
Thus, everyone in Jiangnan knew what kind of two girls Baoyue Brothel currently had. Their appetites were finally whetted.
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Today, the Baoyue Brothel branch was opening, but these two leading ladies did not go out to see the guests. Even people of such status as the masters of the Quanzhou Sun family and Lingnan Xiong family did not have the right to have them go out and sit with them for a while.
Because these two girls were very obediently and quietly sitting in a room, sitting next to a young man, gently raising their wrists and raising their cups, feeding the young man food and wine.
In front of this young man, no matter how much resentment these two girls had in their hearts, they did not dare show it. They did not even dare to casually demonstrate their best skill at bewitching men's hearts.
In this world, they relied on nothing more than their own appearance and meticulous and kind thoughts. The young man sitting peacefully between the two of them had a delicate and handsome appearance. As for his thoughts … everyone knew that Sir Fan junior had a crystal heart. There was nothing in this world that he did not know, and there was no person that he could not see through.
Fan Xian shook his head and indicated for the two girls beside him to stop waiting on him. If it was said that with two beautiful and gradually rising girls in Jiangnan surrounding him, it would be a lie for a normal man like him to not have any thoughts in his heart and not want to drink the soup on the other end. However, his thoughts were indeed not in these areas.
He looked at Liang Diandian and sighed, thinking, How could this 16-year-old girl be so seductive? Her watery eyes seemed to speak. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the question that had troubled him for a long time. Just how old was Duoduo?
Looking at Liang Diandian's affectionate eyes, Fan Xian knew that this girl was only professionally trying to climb to a backer. However, when he turned his head and saw the Western Hu beauty, Fan Xian's heart cried out bitterly.
Ma Suosuo was originally a Western Hu princess, but now she was in a ditch. This Ma Suosuo had probably long accepted her fate. In this world, women were nothing more than goods in the hands of men to be sold at will. Now that she had been sent to Jiangnan by the Great Prince, Baoyue Brothel did not seem very scary. Shopkeeper Sang and Master Shi were also not fierce. This Sir Fan in front of him was also very beautiful. It seemed that he was much happier than staying in the manor and doing hard labor, being watched coldly by the Great wangfei, and not knowing when he would lose his life.
Fan Xian looked at Sang Wen sitting across from him and sighed sorrowfully. "What is this? Isn't the Great Prince bullying people? "
Sang Wen was startled. Opening his somewhat large mouth, he laughed and said, "Miss Suosuo is indeed very beautiful. It is just that Daren has rarely seen Hu people, so for a moment you are not used to it. His First Highness is not deliberately deceiving Daren."
Fan Xian snorted. In his previous life, he had seen countless Western beauties and had once been a loyal fan of Adjiani. Of course, he could see the attractiveness of this Western Hu beauty. However, the Great Prince was not afraid of heaven or earth. Now, he was so scared that he had sent this girl to Suzhou. It was clear that after the Great Princess of Northern Qi married to Southern Qi for many months, she had finally successfully transformed into that lioness from the east of the river. The Great Prince had sent Ma Suosuo to Suzhou because he wanted to protect her life. Since it was so, it meant that even if the Great Prince had no affection for this Western Hu beauty, he still felt a glimmer of pity.
Under these circumstances, would Fan Xian really have Ma Suosuo go receive guests? He would probably have to raise her carefully. What if one day the Great Prince suddenly became interested and came back to him in his dreams to play the horns and reminisce about beauties in his drunken stupor? What would he do then?
"Are you really not letting them go out to receive guests?" Shi Chanli walked in from outside. He had probably drunk some wine with the merchants. His face was slightly red, and his words reeked of alcohol. He stared blankly at Fan Xian.
Fan Xian furrowed his brows and thought for a while. He turned his head and glanced at Liang Diandian's thoughtful expression. He knew that if he really kept Somama, Liang Diandian would need to be comforted. After a moment of composure, he said, "Right now, we are just making a name for ourselves. There is no rush to have them go out to receive guests."
He smiled slightly and said, "However, find some time occasionally for you two to go out and play a song or dance a little."
Liang Diandian was slightly startled. She and Somama bowed and agreed at the same time. Somama's official words were still not very nimble, but her eyes already showed her gratitude toward Fan Xian.
Fan Xian continued to smile and said, "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, stealing is not as good as not being able to steal, and not being able to steal is not as good as having one's heart itch every day but still not being able to touch … let the men of Jiangnan endure for a few days and learn the principle of only watching from afar and not getting close."
In the end, he said to Sang Wen and Shi Chanli, "Men are all lowly animals. If you can understand this, this business will be easier to do."
Hearing these words, Shi Chanli was slightly embarrassed and felt a bit unsatisfied. However, Sang Wen covered her mouth and laughed.
"Take the two of them out to meet Xiong Bailing and those old fellows. With these merchants bragging about them, their reputation will be even better." Fan Xian closed his eyes and waved his hand.
Liang Diandian held Somama's hand and rose to bow to Fan Xian. She then left with Sang Wen's lead.
Fan Xian had Shi Chanli come closer and lowered his voice. "Somama, watch over her. While you're at it, spread the news and let everyone know that she is the Great Prince's … woman."
Shi Chanli replied in shock, "What if it gets back to Jingdou?"
"I want people to know that my relationship with the Great Prince is not bad." Fan Xian licked his dry lips and took a sip of light wine. He smiled and said, "At this time, everyone is still showing their cards … more importantly, this is their family matter. Why should I wipe their butts?"
He huffed through his nose and said, "I traveled South with the Great Princess. Of course, I know that she is not a kind person. The Great Prince appears straightforward, but he also knows that in this world, probably only I … the Great Princess will give him some face. Since he wants me to exert myself, of course, I have to pay a price."
Fan Xian was purely unhappy. He thought to himself, I'm working my ass off in Jiangnan while you brothers and princes are busy with family matters in the capital. It made him feel very unfair.
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The Suzhou branch of the Baoyue Brothel was not just used to launder money or make money. It was purely Fan Xian's own business. It shouldered the important responsibility of becoming Fan Xian's second intelligence system. In the depths of Fan Xian's heart, he still did not fully trust the Overwatch Council. Whether or not he could have the Overwatch Council was still a matter of one word from the Emperor in the current situation.
Thus, during the renovation, the brass pipes had already been laid out according to the layout of the old buildings in Jingdou. The people his father had sent to be responsible for gathering intelligence had hidden it from the corresponding officials and moved into the building before the girls.
Currently, the square building was in a state of intoxication. The voices gradually grew louder, but the room Fan Xian was in was unusually quiet.
He stood up and first went to the toilet behind the bed to empty the contents. He then adjusted his breathing and took off the commoner's clothing he was wearing. From the cabinet, he took out the "work clothes" he had not worn in a long time. He tried it on and found that it fit him well. It looked like this half year of life in power had not quickly made his figure go out of shape.
Very strangely, he sat for a while longer. After confirming that he was beginning to get used to the feeling he had not seen for half a year, Fan Xian pushed open the window of the room. His fingers dug forcefully into the wall under the pitch-black night and slid down into the darkness like a gecko.
Ever since his meridians had been greatly injured by the zhenqi explosion in his body, he had begun to be more careful with the circulation of his zhenqi. When there was no need, he no longer tried to push the zhenqi out of his palm and then pull it back. This method truly consumed too much of his mind and zhenqi.
His feet touched the ground. He made a few turns in the complicated corridors and found the back door of the Baoyue Brothel branch. Pushing open the door, he walked out and saw the carriage that had been waiting for him in the alley.
Deng Zi Yue sat in the driver's seat. He wore a straw hat on his head and covered most of his face.
Gao Da sat in the carriage and lifted a corner of the curtain. He looked outside cautiously.
Fan Xian flashed in and gently spat out one word, "Go."
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"Sir, how are your injuries?" Gao Da was not afraid of Fan Xian's cold gaze. His highest duty was to ensure Fan Xian's safety. Before he had confirmed the information, he truly did not dare to let Fan Xian take any risks.
As for Fan Xian's strange injuries, there were different theories, but most people thought he had recovered a long time ago. There were only a handful of people who truly knew the inside story. Eunuch Hong was certainly one of them. However, the Emperor had caused Fan Xian's heart to chill and maintain his silence. Although Gao Da had been fooled by Fan Xian at the beginning, he had been by Fan Xian's side these few months. Of course, he could see that the commissioner's current state of zhenqi was completely different from when he had gone to Northern Qi.
With the gift of Haitang's Heart of Tianyi Dao, no one knew how much Fan Xian's injuries had healed other than himself, not even Haitang.
He lowered his head and quietly said, "I'm fine." Immediately after, he said, "Confirm her location?"
Outside the carriage, Deng Zi Yue nodded. "After she escaped from Jingdou, she has remained in Suzhou. The Council did not think she would be so daring, nor did they think that the Jiangnan officials would secretly provide protection for her. Thus, it was not until a few days ago that we found out where she lived."
A cold smile rose to the corner of Fan Xian's lips. "With the Ming family covering for her, of course, the Jiangnan officials would give her some face. It looks like the Jiangnan officials still do not think much of me."
Gao Da was, after all, the Emperor's Tiger Guard. Hearing these words, he furrowed his brows slightly and said, "Young master, should we notify the local authorities to arrest her? After all, criminal cases are never under the Council's jurisdiction."
Since Fan Xian dared to bring him here tonight, he wasn't afraid of what he would say to the Palace. He shook his head and said, "If we notify the authorities, she might escape again. After all, she is the Second Prince and Hongcheng's person. The Ministry of Justice's wanted posters are useless against her. It will not be easy to capture her openly."
"We should have brought more people," Gao Da furrowed his brows and said. "Since she was ordered to escape, she will certainly have aces by her side. It will not be easy to capture her alive."
"Not capture her alive, just kill her." Fan Xian leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest. "I don't need to use her to defeat the Ming family. I only need to use her to suppress the Ming family. Today is the opening of the Baoyue Brothel branch. No one should have thought that we would find her and make a move. Furthermore, no one would have thought … that I would personally do it. "
Gao Da wanted to speak but stopped. He began to understand Fan Xian's thoughts, but he was unable to stop him. The purpose of Fan Xian's actions tonight was actually very simple. Since the Jiangnan Road officials were faintly standing against him on the road to defeating the Ming family and dared to cover for the Ming family, then he was going to use tonight's matter to intimidate the Jiangnan Road officials.
For those officials, there was nothing more powerful than fresh blood and death to demonstrate the Overwatch Council's power.
The carriage sank into a death-like silence. There was only the sound of the wheels grinding on the rocks below.
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The carriage drove to a quiet alley in Suzhou. It was still some distance away from the manor when it stopped.
Fan Xian touched the dagger in his boots and gently pressed the soft sword at his waist. He had borrowed this sword from Haitang. After carefully confirming the equipment, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Gao Da, you are responsible for the outside. Leave no one alive. Don't let her slip away."
Gao Da made a sound of acknowledgment in a heavy voice.
"Zi Yue, have the people we sent to the governor's manor been prepared?" Fan Xian asked.
Deng Zi Yue nodded.
"Wait for us here. Be careful."
After saying this, Fan Xian flashed out of the carriage like a black loach and quickly disappeared into the darkness below the high wall.
Tonight, only three people had come. Given Fan Xian's present identity, he should not have come alone to take such a risk. However, today's matter had to be done in secret. Furthermore, the most important reason was that Fan Xian had always had this kind of adventurous impulse in the depths of his heart. Furthermore, he had to use this action to recover his confidence in martial arts. At the same time, he wanted to test just what level he had reached with his secret practice of the sword these few days.
Gao Da calculated the time and estimated it was about time. He retied the hemp rope around the hilt of the long knife and walked down from the carriage. Like a god of death, he walked steadily to the back of the manor.
Who knew how many aces were hidden in that manor in the dark night, yet there were only two of them. Probably only Fan Xian and Gao Da had this kind of confidence.
Gao Da stood silently under the back wall of the manor. His entire body seemed to have become one with the stone wall, gradually becoming indistinguishable. The zhenqi in his body gradually began to circulate. He could clearly hear the fine sounds inside the wall.
Occasionally, there would be a light sound in the courtyard. It was like the sound of the commissioner's favorite hard-tipped goose feather quill cutting through paper. If one did not listen carefully, no one would notice this sound.
Gao Da knew that one person had already died to Fan Xian's hand.
Another muffled sound rang out like a sesame seed cake that had just come out of the oven and suddenly deflated.
Gao Da's brows furrowed slightly. Had the commissioner used his palm to split open someone's head?
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Fan Xian was like a ghost in the night, walking steadily and silently through the courtyard. Behind him were a few bodies. The wounds on the bodies were not obvious, and there was not much blood flowing, but they were completely dead.
The doors of the rooms beside him were wide open. The people sleeping soundly inside had not yet risen before they had been killed on their beds.
The servants and serving girls in one of the rooms had also collapsed weakly on the bed. There were no wounds on their bodies. It looked like they had just been drugged. Until now, no one in the courtyard had discovered that a killer had already come close to them.
Just as Chen Pingping had once taught him, no one could forever block a Great Grandmaster assassin. For an assassin like Fan Xian, whose power had reached the ninth-level and who had studied dark techniques since childhood, there were not many places in the world that could block him.
As Fan Xian walked silently toward the back of the courtyard, he used a vigilant gaze to watch the tall walls on both sides. The Overwatch Council's intelligence reports were detailed enough. They had clearly investigated the defenses of this courtyard, so no one hiding in the dark could escape his cold, eagle-like eyes.
He walked past a tree.
A person flashed behind the tree. Holding a knife, he struck out noiselessly.
Fan Xian's eyes looked forward. His expression did not change. His right hand was already on his waist. With a swish, he pulled out the soft sword. With a flick of his wrist, his left foot took a step back and the heel of his right foot turned slightly. His entire body tilted to the left at an ingenious angle. The sword in his hand followed along his forearm. Like an arrow leaving a bow, it stabbed out strangely.
This sword seemed to contain a strange aura. It formed a perfect harmony with Fan Xian's entire body. The tip of the sword casually and cleanly pierced into the cartilage of the attacker's throat.
With a crack, the attacker's throat shattered noiselessly. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell.
Fan Xian pulled back his sword. Even at this moment, he still did not look in front of him or behind him.
The door to the side room on the stone steps opened. A person discovered Fan Xian's existence and rushed down with a panicked and angry shout.
Fan Xian raised his arms and held the sword horizontally in front of his chest. It was strange as if he was committing suicide. However, he blocked all the openings in front of him.
In the next moment, his feet rushed three steps forward. The sword horizontally, which seemed to be an impenetrable defense, instantly became a sudden attack filled with ruthlessness.
When this strike passed, Fan Xian's entire mind seemed to be in front of him. His spirit and spirit were all in this strike. With such power, how could anyone block it?
Fresh blood sprayed out, and a head fell to the ground.
Fan Xian's expression remained calm. He took two light steps to the right. Zhenqi rose swiftly from the snowy mountain and burst forth from his shoulder blade. Like a spring, he flicked his right arm out. It was like a hard willow branch in spring outside Suzhou being pulled down by a naughty child and then swiftly flicked back.
With such a poetic and picturesque flick, the sword in his right hand was like the last ink dot of a master painter, gently sprinkling down.
It just so happened to land on another person's throat. Another person was killed.
Fan Xian had used three strikes and killed three people. What kind of swordplay was this?
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If Gao Da was in the courtyard at this moment, he would certainly cry out in surprise. If Haitang saw this scene, she would certainly know why Fan Xian had been hiding from her these days when he was practicing martial arts. If Yun Zhilan, who was playing with the Shadow in Jiangnan, saw these three strikes, he would certainly be dumbfounded on the spot, wondering when his teacher had taken in such a young disciple disciple.
Sigu Sword.
Sigu Sword's Sigu Sword.
The Sigu Sword that focused on the front and ignored the back, looked left and ignored the right.
After stabbing all the hatchet men who had woken up in the courtyard to death, Fan Xian lightly shook the edge of his sword with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with the results of tonight's training. The Shadow Assassin had stabbed him once and almost killed him. The compensation he had asked for from the other party in the end seemed to be enough to make up for the damage.
Not everyone in this world was as lucky as Fan Xian to be able to learn the true essence of the Sigu Sword.
The key to the Sigu Sword was not the power of the sword, much less the sword moves. It was footwork. Only footwork could completely concentrate a person's strength into a metal sword.
Fan Xian faintly felt that the footwork was not even the most important part.
The key was the kind of ruthlessness that focused on the front and ignored the back, looked left and ignored the right. Each strike had to be done with full strength. Murderous intent swept forward. The gods could not stop it, and the heavens could not hinder it. The so-called looking around was actually not caring.
Thinking of this, Fan Xian silently shook his head. He thought of the white-clothed Shadow's strike in the Hanging Temple that seemed to be able to cover up the light of the sun. If he had not been the one facing this strike at the time, perhaps the Shadow would have mercilessly killed him under the sword.
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A cold sword illuminated the courtyard. Everyone who could die died under this sword. Only two people escaped through the back wall. Fan Xian did not pay them any attention. He just carried the long sword on his back and quietly walked toward the quiet bedroom.
Outside the back wall, there were two swishing sounds. Gao Da pulled back his long knife and looked at the four pieces of flesh beside him. He shook his head.
The bedroom door was pushed open by Fan Xian. He looked at the woman who had just woken up from the bed and only had time to light the red candle. She didn't have time to put on her clothes. He smiled slightly and said, "Master Yuan, long time no see."
Yuan Meng, who was wanted by the Ministry of Justice all over the world and hiding in Suzhou, bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the god-like handsome young man at the door. A moment later, she suddenly cried out in a hoarse voice, "Sir Fan junior … why won't you let me go?"
"What a childish question … but I'm willing to answer it." Fan Xian slowly walked toward her and calmly said, "Your hands are stained with the blood of too many innocent women. Father has ordered that as a child, I must be filial."
A few strands of Yuan Meng's black hair floated weakly on her forehead. She smiled bitterly. "I was only following orders regarding the matter in the capital … As for the matter of the Ministry of Justice ordering me to be arrested … you should know that your brother and the Third Prince you are currently teaching aren't clean either. If you want to kill me, then kill me. But don't try to use such righteous words to disgust me."
Fan Xian raised his sword and smiled slightly. "Accept your fate. You are a bad person. If I was a good person, perhaps you would have a chance. Unfortunately, you also understand that I am also a bad person."
Yuan Meng bit her lower lip nervously, shrouded in fear. Suddenly, she let out a shrill laugh and said, "Haha! You want to capture me to deal with His Highness? Let me tell you, it's impossible! "
After saying this, she gritted her teeth and committed suicide by taking poison. Her entire body suddenly froze. She fell onto the red quilt in the middle of the bed with a thud.
Fan Xian shook his head, thinking that he had only wanted to kill her. With a wave of his arm, the tip of the sword pierced into the girl's throat.
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