(Unfortunately, regarding Wan'er's pregnancy, a friend has come to accuse me of being a pervert and having a psychological problem. I shrug. If I am a pervert, then I am a pervert. I will not give up on Wan'er having a child for the sake of 32 times the risk. Ignoring the fact that Fan Xian's body is perverted, his mind is perverted as well. The problem is, if Wan'er does not want to have a child, then she is the real pervert. So, if Fan Xian does not take care of this, his family will never have peace. I do not want to spend the rest of the Qing Dynasty on gynecological examinations and traditional Chinese medicine.
I am just a bit confused. Why does a simple popular novel have to be related to the eugenics of humans? I do not have the energy to start a debate about the martial arts of the Han Dynasty. I just feel that it is a wonderful thing, so why go through so much trouble? The world of the Qing Kingdom is my world.
If I let them have a genius, they will have a genius. If I don't let them have a deformed child, then Fan Xian and Wan'er will not be able to have a deformed child. In this book, Fan Xian will consider 32 times the risk, but I am too lazy to consider it for him. It is not like I am the one having the child. I have already made Fan Xian, a warrior, brave enough to face 32 times the risk. This topic ends here. After all, they are all pitiful people that I can do whatever I want with them.
Another note: Today is my debut in the new writer's section at the starting point. I hope there will be no problems. Thank you.)
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Old fox, young fox, old wheelchair, new wheelchair.
There were women in Chen Garden who did not dare approach. The laughter slowly rose and then died.
The old man and the young man stopped laughing at the same time and became calm again. Fan Xian moved his wheelchair forward. His knees seemed to be touching the old man's knees. This position was very intimate.
Chen Pingping pointed at him and then lightly patted the handle of his wheelchair. He made a hollow sound and asked, "Are you used to sitting in a wheelchair?"
"Of course not. I have so many wounds on my body. I can't ride a horse to see you," Fan Xian said self-deprecatingly. He paused and then said, "Besides, this is not the first time I have been in a wheelchair. A year ago, in the Hanging Temple, I was stabbed with a knife. After that, didn't I also sit in a wheelchair for a month? As the saying goes, habits become second nature. "
Chen Pingping coughed lightly. He knew that the young man in front of him was trying to tell him that he had understood something.
The Hanging Temple was indeed an immortal trap, but Chen Pingping was someone who had both feet in and out of the trap. The Shadow was sent to the temple by him. Although the blow Fan Xian received was an accident, he had truly almost lost his life.
As for the attack in the valley a few days ago, Fan Xian had almost been unable to return.
Fan Xian was clearly forcefully telling Chen Pingping not to treat this kind of thing as a habit and always treat his life as a joke. He must not treat it as something natural.
Chen Pingping tilted his head slightly as if he didn't know how to explain. He frowned, raised his elbow, and pointed at Fan Xian's back.
Fan Xian shook his head. "I won't die … But you know why I'm here today, so let's be direct."
"You go first, I'll listen." Chen Pingping smiled slightly as he spoke. He smoothed out the slightly wrinkled wool blanket on his knees, making the wrinkles on it ripple like water and gradually disappear.
Looking at the old cripple's slightly lowered head, looking at the deep wrinkles and waxy yellow complexion, Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said, "Twice in a wheelchair. The first time was because of the Hanging Temple assassination, but I obtained the Emperor's absolute trust. Presumably, there are benefits to it, and I can accept it. Then why am I in a wheelchair this time? I really don't like the feeling of everything being controlled by you. Presumably, you know me. I am most afraid of death, so I want you to know, please don't try to do this kind of thing in the future. I will truly go crazy, and this time, I almost went crazy. "
Fan Xian extended two fingers and stared into Chen Pingping's eyes. Enunciating each word, he said, "It's already happened twice. I don't want it to happen a third time."
The cold winter air under the stone steps in Chen Garden was silent for a long time.
"The Hanging Temple incident was an accident. You know this," Chen Pingping said lightly. "As for the assassination in the valley this time, it really had nothing to do with me … I'm not an idiot. A trap is only a trap if it can be controlled. At that time, even the city-guarding crossbows were moved in the valley. You could lose your life at any moment. If you truly died, even if this matter brought you any benefits, you wouldn't be able to enjoy them. Then, it wouldn't be called a trap, it would be called stupidity."
Chen Pingping said with a glimmer of mockery, "Do you think I'm a stupid person?"
Fan Xian returned his gaze and said with the same mockery, "Of course, you're not stupid. I'm just afraid that sometimes you're too smart and have too much confidence in me."
Chen Pingping's withered old palm on the wool blanket on his knees moved slightly. Immediately after, he smiled slightly and said, "Isn't it a good thing to have confidence in you? I should be one of the few people in the world who understand your strength the best. You've always been good at acting. The number of times you've fought in front of everyone can be counted, particularly after you entered the ninth-level. You've only fought with the Shadow once. Everyone knows you're an ace, but they don't know how powerful you are. Particularly, they don't know the secrets you're hiding … but I'm different. I know all of this. "
"You must've let it slip," Fan Xian said darkly. "Old man … that was an ambush! It was in the valley outside Jingdou. The other party had over 200 crossbows! That's enough to go to Dongyi and kill Sigu Jian. Aren't you afraid I'll die? "
"If Sigu Jian was so easy to kill, then things would be much simpler," Chen Pingping muttered. "I've already said that this matter has nothing to do with me."
"Don't forget, I'm also the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council!" Fan Xian said angrily. "If you're not stupid, am I? Do you think I've been lying in bed these two days and haven't checked what's going on in the Council? If there weren't people in the Council helping to hide the news, could those city-guarding crossbows be openly moved to the top of a small mountain outside Jingdou? If there weren't people in the Council cooperating with those bastards, could they have so easily hit the target? "
Chen Pingping coughed. "Perhaps something went wrong in the Jingdou garrison."
Fan Xian stared at him and said, "How could the Jingdou garrison know the Overwatch Council's information flow? Even if the military could find out the exact time I returned to the capital, then what about the scouts in the valley that reported I was safe? The Black Knights hadn't left for long, yet the other party managed to calculate this? "
Chen Pingping mockingly said, "Since the other party wanted to kill you … naturally, they had to be fully prepared. If they didn't even consider these details before coming to kill you, they would be too muddle-headed."
Fan Xian smiled coldly and said, "Pretend, keep pretending. Even if you didn't send a two-faced crow to secretly help in the valley ambush, during the process of the matter and even after the end, you can't escape the suspicion of indulgence. Who are you? You're the most powerful figure in the Qing court. How could you not have heard any rumors of such a large plan in Jingdou? Why didn't you think to let me know or report? Could it be … you also felt that me stealing positions and power in the Council every day was an eyesore to you, so you might as well kill me to avoid being annoyed. But, don't forget, it was you who begged me to come into this Council. It has nothing to do with me. "
Hearing these words, Chen Pingping finally couldn't resist raising his head and rolling his eyes at him. Furrowing his brows, he scolded, "You brat, you clearly don't think that way in your heart. You also know I don't think that way, yet you insist on saying it. What do you think will happen?"
"What can't I do?" Fan Xian straightforwardly cut him off. "You've schemed against me twice and almost caused me to lose my life twice. You have to give me justice."
"I said it has nothing to do with me," Chen Pingping said darkly. He couldn't be bothered to acknowledge him. Pushing the wheelchair, he followed the bottom of the stone steps toward the garden on the left.
An evil fire was burning in Fan Xian's heart. How could he let this old cripple run away like this? His hands pushed hard at his side and he followed.
Knowing that the two most powerful figures in the Overwatch Council were going to have a very secretive conversation, Chen Garden had long made the relevant arrangements. The beauties, who usually chattered in the garden and did not even fear the cold wind, were all locked up in their rooms and not allowed to come out. The female servants all hid in this area. The old servant also quietly left after pushing Fan Xian to this place.
Thus, there were only Chen Pingping and Fan Xian, the two pitiful people sitting in wheelchairs. Chen Pingping was in front, and Fan Xian was behind. The old man was pushing the wheelchair quickly in front, and Fan Xian was chasing from behind. In a moment, they had made a large circle around the stone steps of the manor. This scene could only be described as comical.
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To be honest, Chen Pingping really did not want to face Fan Xian, who still had an evil fire in his chest, so he didn't want to talk anymore. He pushed the wheelchair in front. This important figure of the Qing Kingdom had been in a wheelchair for many years, so he was more used to it than Fan Xian. Additionally, Fan Xian was heavily injured and had not been well to begin with. After the two wheelchairs made a circle around the manor, Fan Xian had already been left behind by a few "chair positions."
Fortunately, Chen Pingping could not play wheelchair escape in his own home. He only stopped by a small pond on the right side of the manor. Panting, Fan Xian spun his wheelchair and caught up. He stopped by Chen Pingping's side and turned his head to look. The two of them had made an anticlockwise circle around the manor and were about to return to the starting point. It was truly a bit boring.
"I am a patient," Fan Xian grumbled. "Even if my question makes you look bad, it doesn't have to be like this."
"It's not that I look bad," Chen Pingping suddenly sighed. Chen Pingping suddenly sighed and said, "However, if you come to me for justice, I truly don't know how to give it to you."
Fan Xian lowered his head and looked at the ice in the pond and the frozen black lotus branches. He couldn't help but furrow his brows. He blew a few breaths of hot mist onto his hands and gently rubbed them as he listened to the old man beside him speak.
"Don't investigate matters in the Council. There is no traitor," Chen Pingping slowly said. "I admit, I heard some rumors about the attack in the valley this time. Furthermore, there were indeed people in the Council helping that side. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for you to be in such a wretched state."
"Since you won't let me investigate, presumably that traitor was purposely revealed by you," Fan Xian slowly said. "You also know that I was wretched this time, so I don't understand. The Hanging Temple was a rescue mission. The Emperor was not in my carriage this time, so why did I have to pay such a high price?"
"Do you believe me?" Chen Pingping sighed.
Fan Xian thought for a long time and slowly nodded his head.
"Don't ask me yet," Chen Pingping faintly said. "You will naturally understand in the future."
"I don't understand," Fan Xian calmly said. "However, I also don't need to understand. However, I need to know exactly who attacked me and who the double-faced person in the Council is."
Chen Pingping looked at him calmly. A moment later, he said, "You don't have evidence on hand. You can't do anything to the other party."
"But you have it in your hands."
"I also don't have it," Chen Pingping said coldly. "Even if I did, I would not hand it to the Emperor. I don't want the Emperor to take away our Council in his anger. Secondly, it is a bit early to hand it over."
There was too much hidden in these words. It was enough for Fan Xian to digest for a long time. However, Fan Xian didn't pay much attention to it. He directly asked the main point of the matter. "I still want to know who wants to kill me."
"In Jingdou, other than the people you trust, everyone wants to kill you," Chen Pingping calmly said. "As for who the mastermind is this time, I don't think I can hide it from you. I just hope you can be patient and not ruin the big picture."
Fan Xian was silent.
"It's the Qin family," Chen Pingping said lightly. "However, even if you go into the Palace and hug the Emperor's leg and cry, it will be useless. You don't have evidence, and I can't bear to pull out that chess piece for you to use as evidence. Even if the Emperor suspects the Qin family because of your matter, for the sake of the military, he can't drug the old man just because of a few words from you to vent his anger."
Fan Xian couldn't help but shake his head.
Chen Pingping glanced at him curiously. "You're not surprised at all."
Fan Xian carefully stretched, afraid that he would affect the injury on his back. Smiling slightly, he said, "It's still the same thing. I am also a smart person. Since you aren't trying to take credit for me this time, then you must be trying to drag someone down with you. The only power in the court that hasn't been dragged down is the Qin family. This matter is not difficult to guess."
The Eldest Princess had easily deduced the Qin family's involvement from a different direction. Although Fan Xian's direction of deduction was different from the Eldest Princess', the answers he obtained were both concise and clear.
Chen Pingping nodded his head approvingly and said, "Now you understand that without evidence, the Emperor will not easily move against such a powerful family in the military. Otherwise, if the military's morale is not stable, how can the court be at peace?"
"I'm afraid that even if there is evidence, if the timing is not good, the Emperor will not move," Fan Xian said mockingly. "However, I don't understand. You dragged the old Qin family down with you. Presumably, when the time comes, the Emperor will know of this matter. Last year, you were in Jingdou and I was in Jiangnan. We both forced the Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and the Eldest Princess to jump over the wall in desperation. Now, they still haven't jumped, yet you add the Qin family to the other side. Do you really have that much confidence in the Emperor?"
Chen Pingping smiled slightly and nodded. "I've always had a lot of confidence in the Emperor, just like I have in you."
Once the words left his mouth, the two people in the wheelchairs fell silent. Just like their many conversations in the past, both of them were clever people. There were many things that didn't need to be said clearly. Each other's attitude was confirmed with just a few words. Just like how Fan Xian guessed his past, just like how each time the two carefully approached each other, it was the closeness of their true states of mind.
"I'm very curious. Why aren't you curious that I dragged the Qin family down with me? Even if I have confidence in the Emperor, if there is one less person jumping over the wall, it will be easier to handle. "Chen Pingping smiled warmly and looked into Fan Xian's eyes.
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and said a moment later, "Presumably, it's not a big reason. It's just that you want to use this battle to clean up all of my future enemies. The old Qin family and I have always had a good relationship and have not participated in the fight for the throne. Presumably, this old Qin family has something to do with the story from many years ago."
"Indeed, I didn't misjudge you," Chen Pingping said approvingly. "It's enough that you can deduce so much."
Fan Xian was silent. A faint sorrow welled up in his heart. He still had another judgment that he didn't say. The old man in the wheelchair in front of him was in poor health and didn't have two years left to live. The old man knew this situation, so he had to end everything before he died. That was why he had arranged it this way.
Thinking of this, the thread of impatience in Fan Xian's heart had already faded greatly. He still couldn't resist asking, "What if I actually died in the valley?"
"How could you die?" Chen Pingping looked at him seriously. "You have to keep living."
Fan Xian smiled. These words were very similar to what his father had said that day.
He tilted his head in amusement and asked, "Why wouldn't I die? It's not like you know the situation in the valley. What kind of family does the Qin family have? It's fine if they don't act, but if they do, it will be a thunderous blow. No matter how lucky I am, I might not have enough luck to guarantee that I will survive these attacks. "
Chen Pingping was silent for a moment. He then said in a sharp and dark voice, "I know my limits regarding the Qin family's arrangements. However, it was indeed too dangerous this time because I didn't account for three things."
"I didn't think that Lao Wu's injury would still not have healed," Chen Pingping said coldly. "That muddle-headed old man of the Qin family didn't know you had such a god of death at your side. If Lao Wu was at your side, who in the world could harm you?"
Fan Xian nodded. This was the first reason, but it was still not enough to explain why Chen Pingping didn't care about his own safety.
"The second thing I didn't account for was." Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian with a strange smile. "When you were truly facing death, you were still able to resist not taking out that chest."
Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Although I don't know what exactly the chest you keep thinking about is, if I didn't have it, where could I have stolen it?"
Although he was shocked, his expression and words still didn't give anything away.
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The chest, that black, narrow, and long chest, had accompanied a young girl and a blind servant into Jingdou. In the history of the Qing Kingdom, it had only been used once, but it was the one that changed the world.
Other than Ye Qingmei, Fan Xian, and Wu Zhu, no one had seen the true appearance of the chest. No one knew how to use it. However, the old people who knew the truth behind the deaths of the two Qing Princes knew the terrifying aspects of the chest. Particularly because they didn't know the specifics, they felt a strange sense of mystery and fear toward the chest.
An existence that exceeded this world always made people's imaginations roam and endlessly fear it.
Even Chen Pingping and the Emperor were no exception. When Fan Xian was a child in Danzhou, Fei Jie had once asked Wu Zhu. When Fan Xian entered the capital, he had faced this question more than once.
Chen Pingping still didn't understand. When the attack in the valley had already reached such a dangerous moment, why did Fan Xian still not want to use the chest?
As for Fan Xian's nonsense that the chest was not in his hands, someone as ruthless as Chen Pingping would not believe it. (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log on to WWW. QIDIAN. COM. More chapters. Support the author. Support original reading!)
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