"Walk with me." Fan Xian extended his right arm and made an inviting gesture.
Ye Ling'er stared at his face in a daze. Shortly after, she smiled and turned her head to glance at the room in the corner of the courtyard. With a teasing smile, she said, "Why aren't you in a hurry now?"
Fan Xian laughed loudly. "It's just a pee escape."
Ye Ling'er took a few steps forward and walked shoulder to shoulder with him. Tilting her head, she looked at him with her bright eyes and asked curiously, "Teacher, does the conversation in the Flower Hall make you so uncomfortable?"
Hearing the word "teacher" again, Fan Xian's heart warmed for no reason. After a moment of surprise, a warm smile rose to his face and he replied, "You know me, I'm not used to that kind of situation."
"How have you been in Jiangnan?" Ye Ling'er pulled back her shoulders and followed by his side. "I know something happened on the way back. I should have gone to see you, but …"
It wasn't that she wanted to say something but stopped. She helplessly closed her mouth. The entire Qing Kingdom was guessing the truth behind the attack in the valley and who the true killer was. Many people had once cast suspicious gazes on the Second Prince. After Ye Ling'er learned of the assassination attempt on Fan Xian, she couldn't help but be shocked and worried. She had even privately asked her husband. Although she had received the Second Prince's guarantee that the valley incident had nothing to do with him, given the present situation and Ye Ling'er's wangfei status, it was indeed not convenient for her to visit the Fan manor.
Fan Xian smiled and very naturally patted her shoulder. "I'm a sturdy person, how could something happen to me so easily?"
The hand he had extended suddenly froze. Fan Xian pulled it back and laughed at himself. She was now married to a wangfei. His words and actions had to be measured.
As the two of them chatted about the situation after they parted, they walked along the path in the manor's winter forest toward the lakeside. Fan Xian quietly said, "Wan'er hasn't seen you in a while. She's been thinking about you a lot these days."
Before Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er married, they were the best of friends in the boudoir. However, now that they had separately married the two people in the younger generation of the Qing Kingdom who could not coexist with each other, it was inevitable that there would be great trouble.
Ye Ling'er sadly said, "I also miss her."
"She usually comes to the manor to play when she has nothing to do," Fan Xian said warmly. "If it's not convenient for you to leave the manor, I'll take her to the manor to see you."
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Ye Ling 'er sighed and stopped beside a bare winter tree. Gazing at Fan Xian, she faintly asked, "Teacher, I really don't understand you men, including him. You all speak so similarly … it makes people who listen always think that there has never been anything between you."
The 'he' in this sentence was naturally referring to the Second Prince.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "What does men fighting to the death have to do with the friendship of you girls?"
"No problem?" Ye Ling'er had a straightforward personality. She raised her face and said, "Do you think that if one of us becomes a widow, we can still talk as freely as before?"
Fan Xian was startled. A moment later, he forced a smile and said, "Then what do you think?"
Ye Ling'er stood silently by the tree and sighed after a long time. She knew that there were many things that could not be changed according to her wishes. As a daughter of the Ye family, in the days before she married, she could wear a red dress like fire and ride a horse through the long streets, letting the people of Jingdou be familiar with her face. She did not care at all what the officials would say or what her father would be angry about because she was Ye Ling'er. But, what was Ye Ling'er to the entire Qing Kingdom?
"I saw your great-uncle in Jiangnan." Fan Xian smiled slightly and changed the topic. He warned, "However, not many people know about this matter, so don't spread it."
"I know." Ye Ling'er was slightly surprised. "What did that old man go to Jiangnan for?"
Now it was Fan Xian's turn to be surprised. "No matter what, your great-uncle is a Great Grandmaster. You just call him that?"
Ye Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "He hangs around outside every year. Occasionally, he comes home without bringing anything good. I call him old man. What objection could he have?"
Fan Xian smiled. Through Ye Ling'er's words, he confirmed the closeness between Ye Liuyun and the Ye family. Although Ye Liuyun traveled the world in name, he certainly returned home many times. Otherwise, the young Ye Ling'er would not call him so intimately.
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"After you married, did you throw away your martial arts?" Fan Xian asked quietly.
Ye Ling'er chuckled. She didn't know whether or not her teacher was preparing to test her. But under the current circumstances, Fan Xian still didn't keep his distance to avoid her. This put her in a good mood, and her eyes shone with eagerness.
Fan Xian pretended not to see this expression. He minded his own business and left the lonely winter tree, walking toward the side of the lake in front. The two of them had already made a large circle and arrived at the other corner of the cold lake. They could faintly see a corner of the Flower Hall not far away hidden by the winter tree.
With a swoosh, a gust of cold wind came from behind him. It quickly and sinisterly stabbed toward the back of Fan Xian's ear.
Fan Xian did not turn his head. He shrugged his right shoulder. The Tyrannical zhenqi in his body flowed along the increasingly wide meridians and surged into his right arm. It urged his right arm to naturally struggle.
He waved his palm backward. His five slender fingers became five broken branches. They transformed into a number of afterimages. With incomparable speed and clarity, they tapped on the gust of cold wind behind his head.
With a series of crisp smacking sounds, the object in the gust of cold wind was knocked down for no reason.
However, Ye Ling'er's reaction was very fast. She threw a punch straight toward the back of Fan Xian's head.
Fan Xian did not dare to be careless. With a turn of his toes, his entire body spun around. His palms naturally flipped and blocked in front of him. It was as if two large doors had suddenly been erected in front of him, completely blocking the wind from Ye Ling'er's fist.
Immediately after, his feet paused. His knees bent slightly, and he forcefully twisted the noiseless kick from below.
With a series of thuds, the battle was declared to be over.
Fan Xian and Ye Ling'er stood by the lakeside. Their fists and palms intersected. Their legs were also locked together. This posture looked somewhat ambiguous. Fan Xian felt the bouncing sensation from the side of his knees. Very naturally, his heart swayed slightly, and a few other feelings arose.
He coughed and separated from Ye Ling'er. He smiled and said, "Still too slow."
Ye Ling'er unwillingly withdrew her unsheathed knife and said, "That's because you were too fast."
Fan Xian's gaze unintentionally lowered. He looked at the cute embroidered cotton boots on Ye Ling'er's feet. He imagined that if he had moved a little slower earlier, that little foot would have kicked his lower abdomen. Presumably, it would not have felt good.
"In the future, don't use this kind of trick. It will ruin your future generations," he teased.
Ye Ling'er huffed and said, "Master said that the so-called little tricks are just the three words' shameless'. No wonder this kick didn't hit you. Only now do I understand. You like to use these kinds of sinister tricks. Of course, you can guess my next step."
Fan Xian was speechless. When the two of them had fought earlier, Ye Ling'er had used Fan Xian's little tricks. What Fan Xian had used was the Ye family's Coffin-Breaker, the simplified version of Great Grandmaster Ye's Flowing Cloud Sanshou. Although Ye Ling'er was a rare seventh-level ace among women, in front of him, she had no room to show off.
Ye Ling'er suddenly asked in confusion, "Master, although that stab from behind was a feint, why did you dare to use Sanshou to directly deflect it?"
Fan Xian glanced at her and laughed unhappily. "Since it was a test, of course you wouldn't use any poisoned weapons. What was I afraid of? Also, your little tricks weren't vicious enough. In the end, your fists and palms were restrained, and the hairpin on your head could also be used to kill people. "
Ye Ling'er glared at him. "Then wouldn't it all be gone? This is the Great Prince's manor. Where am I going to find a servant girl to comb my hair? "
Fan Xian laughed loudly and said, "Then there's still a mouth left … that can bite people."
"Is my master a big dog?" Ye Ling'er was a little angry. "As a master, don't you know how to be a little more lenient?"
Fan Xian looked at the stubborn girl, and couldn't help but think of two years ago on the streets of the capital, when he had broken her nose with his fist and made her squat on the ground crying. He laughed happily. After a moment, he suddenly opened his mouth. "In the future, don't call me master. Although I have no objections, you are, after all, a princess."
The matter of Ye Ling'er and Fan Xian calling each other master and disciple was, in fact, well known to all the nobles in the capital. They treated it as child's play, and didn't pay it much attention. Even Ye Zhong himself had never raised any objections. But now that the situation had changed, and Ye Ling'er's status was even more noble, Fan Xian's suggestion was a matter of course.
Ye Ling'er didn't like it, and said in a huff, "So what if I call you master? If that doesn't work, then you can call me master. In any case, the Ye family sanshou cannot be taught to outsiders. "
Fan Xian stopped and smiled bitterly. He knew that Ye Ling'er was speaking the truth. He had learned the Coffin-Breaker from her, and he had truly taken advantage of her. He couldn't say anything more to distance himself from her.
The two of them walked along the lakeside. Ever since Ye Ling'er had become a princess, she had never had the opportunity to go out in public and fight with others for fun. Today, she had occasionally fought with her master. Although it was only for a moment, she was still unusually excited. With great difficulty, she calmed her emotions. After a moment, she suddenly said, "Master, my father has also returned to the capital."
Fan Xian was startled. He understood what she was reminding him of.
"The people in the old military all hate you now." Ye Ling'er looked at him with a not-quite-there smile.
Fan Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. No matter how valiant his power was, as long as the military still stood against him and the Ye and Qin families were still alive, he would not be able to deal a fundamental blow to the Second Prince. He would also not be able to completely eliminate the Second Prince's strong desire to take the throne. Ye Zhong had only returned to the capital to report on his duties, but he, as well as Ye Liuyun behind him, had already become the Second Prince's pillars because of his relationship with Ye Ling'er.
It's not easy to stop for a few days. I don't want to hear any more bad news from your mouth. "
Ye Ling'er was silent for a moment and then said seriously, "Master, no matter what, I am still a lady of the Ye family. I will stand on my father's and his side."
Fan Xian paused and thought for a long time. He then said very seriously, "That is something that should be done. Believe me, I am speaking from the bottom of my heart."
A glimmer of sadness appeared in Ye Ling'er's eyes. She knew that Fan Xian's words came from the bottom of his heart. She also knew that it was difficult for their positions to soften.
"You see, the ice on the surface of the lake will eventually melt." Fan Xian suddenly smiled and said, "Who says the matters of this world are so certain?"
Ye Ling'er's face broke into a smile. Her eyes emitted a clear and joyful light like jade. She nodded her head heavily.
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Not far across the lake was the Flower Hall with its windows open. It could be seen that a few people were chatting inside. Fan Xian pointed in that direction and teased Ye Ling'er beside him, "We are strolling on this side of the lake … it is really not proper. If the people in the pavilion saw us, who knows what they would say."
Although the customs of the Qing Kingdom were open, it was not appropriate for men and women to be alone. Ye Ling'er looked slightly embarrassed.
Fan Xian continued to tease her. "Do you think the Second Prince is already exploding with anger? And he still has to maintain that shy and calm smile on his face? "
"Don't forget, you also smile like a ghost every day!" Ye Ling'er was angry. "Also, think about what Wan'er is thinking."
"Wan'er is a good person." Fan Xian sighed. "She always urges me to find a few sisters to accompany her …"
After these words came out, Fan Xian cursed in his heart. This teasing had already exceeded the limits between teacher and disciple. Other than the ambiguity, there was also a bit of impetuousness. She was no longer the virgin girl of the past. She was a wangfei who was already married.
As expected, Ye Ling'er paused for a moment before understanding what he was saying. After her shock, she became angry. She clenched her fist and hammered it toward his head.
Fan Xian knew that his habitual hooligan habits had flared up. He felt very ashamed. He did not dare to fight back. Turning into a stray dog, he ran along the side of the lake in a panic, wanting to hide in the Flower Hall.
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In the Flower Hall, the narrow window that was half the height of a person was open. The cold wind from the lake blew in, but it was turned into a fresh and pleasant spring air by the warm cage. The men and women of the royal family in the hall were chatting about interesting things from their childhood. Later, someone rushed to notice the man and woman on the other side of the lake.
The Great wangfei smiled slightly and said, "Look, what are they doing?"
The Great Prince raised his gaze and looked over. His expression changed slightly. Shortly after, he smiled and explained, "That kid has always considered himself to be Ling'er's teacher. I'm afraid he's teaching someone a lesson again."
The Great wangfei smiled and glanced at the Second Prince's expression out of the corner of her eye.
Li Hongcheng was holding a cup of wine. Drunkenly, he moved closer to the window and saw the scene of Fan Xian and Ye Ling'er standing and talking by the lake. He couldn't help but smile and say, "These two are both barbarians. Don't look at how nice they are talking at this time. Who knows, they might start fighting in a moment."
Rou Jia also moved closer to look with interest. She said enviously, "I also want to learn martial arts from Brother Xian, but he won't let me. How unfair."
Everyone in the Flower Hall was looking at the young man and woman on the other side of the lake. Only the Second Prince and Lin Wan'er were together eating desserts and talking quietly. It seemed that they did not care at all what was happening over there.
The Great wangfei turned her head to look at this scene. She couldn't help but have a strange feeling in her heart. Did these two not have any thoughts?
The Great Prince looked at the other side of the lake and shook his head. In a low voice, he said, "The girl of the Ye family is married, but she still likes to cause trouble everywhere. Second Prince, you have to control her in the manor … this Fan Xian is also too much."
He didn't like it, but he didn't want to say much.
The Second Prince was squatting on a chair and slowly chewing on an osmanthus cake. He said indistinctly, "What is there to control? After being cooped up in the manor for a year, this girl has gone crazy from wanting to beat people up. Fan Xian is just right here to be a sandbag so I won't be taken advantage of in the manor. "
Beside him, Lin Wan'er nodded and said, "Two adults, yet they are born with childish tempers. When do they not end up fighting each other when they meet? Don't worry about them. Let them fight. In a moment, they will fight back. "
Hearing these words, the Great Prince and his wife looked at each other and thought, What kind of explanation was this? After the words were spoken, everyone turned their heads to look again. They saw that a fight had indeed broken out on the other side of the lake. Ye Ling'er had her fists clenched and was chasing Fan Xian as he fled wretchedly.
The Great Prince couldn't help but smile. He thought that the Son of Heaven's family could actually have the noisiness and fun of a normal family. Having Fan Xian and Ye Ling'er, these two unconventional people, was not necessarily a bad thing.
The fighting became boring after watching for a while. Everyone returned to their conversation. The Second Prince accepted the handkerchief Wan'er handed him and carelessly wiped his hands. Suddenly, he asked with great interest, "Princess, I have always been curious. The Emperor of your country … just what kind of person is he?"
Fan Xian was not the only one who thought carefully. It was clear that the Great wangfei also liked being called the Second Prince's brother. She smiled slightly and said a few words.
When Fan Xian fled wretchedly back to the Flower Hall, the Great wangfei was talking about the interesting stories of the Northern Qi Emperor. Her words traveled out the door and startled him.
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