Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Lin Yuer and Fan Ruoru looked at the scene just now, could not help but stunned, although the two women knew that Fan Xian had killed an eight-character master on Niulan Street, but the thrilling scene that had previously rushed down from the cliff still remains. It is totally different from the feelings of the so-called martial arts in their hearts.

Accurate, calm, and powerful, this is the impact of the previous scene.

Even Fan Ruruo, who has always been the most trusted brother, who is much calmer than Lin Biaoer, couldn’t help but whispered: "Brother, how did you do this?"

Fan Xian walked up from the meadow and watched the two little girls shook their heads. Two hands stroking the tops of the two girls and snoring and said: "It’s just a daily practice." I think, if you have seen the horror scene of Wuzhu from the cliff outside the city of Zhangzhou, you will be dismissive of the small scene just now.

He then frowned and said: "How come you ran out in the early morning? There are beasts in this mountain."

Fan Ruoer looked at Lin Xiaoer and smiled slightly: "The blind man often wakes up to see you, so drag me out to find you, curious about how you practice every day."

Fan took a look at the wife whose face was frozen and red, and reached out and rubbed her slightly nose. Lin Biaoer did not adapt to his kindness in front of his sister, and he was so fascinated. Her mood was still immersed in the scene she had seen before. It turned out that her husband was such a powerful master.

It seems to guess what she is thinking. Fan Xianhui smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't think too much about me. Some people have said that I am above level 4 and level six is ​​not full."

Lin Yier looked at him unbelievably and said: "I grew up in the palace since childhood. Those masters of the seven or eight products have seen many, and they are fair. You are much better than them."

"Is it?" Fan Xiao smiled and did not go to the heart. On the contrary, some headaches said: "Although Fei Jie's medicine is very useful, but this morning in the mountains is very windy. You run out like this, what if you are cold?" Speaking, tighten the scarf between her neck Tight, care said: "I have been used to practicing every day since I was a child. I have not told you in the past, it is my problem, and I should never come out again in the future."

Fan Ruoruo’s brothers and sisters are affectionate. The heart is also happy, smiling. No words at all. Unexpectedly, Fan Fan turned his head and said coldly: "If you are, you are also."

She saw her brother angry, and her heart was anxious. It was a glimpse of the water, and whispered: "My sister is wrong, and later must..." She said in the second half that she must take care of her nephew, Lin Biaoer also Preparing to rush to defend her, she dragged her out.

Fan Xian is licking her frozen ear, and gently said: "Your scorpion is not good, can your body be better? If you freeze yourself, how can you marry in the future?"

Until then, the two young women knew that he was angry that she was another embarrassing thing. I thought that the young man in front of him was caring for his wife and caring for his sister. Lin Biaoer and Fan Ruoru could not give birth to a happy feeling.

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Fan Xian is actually the happiest person. The days of Cangshan are gone day by day. It seems that he has forgotten everything in Kyoto. When Si Nanbo sent a secret letter to him, he would report to him through Fan’s own channels.

The only big move in Kyoto is that the big monarch Yan Biao, who once shot his own arrow, was transferred to the north, and served as the general governor of the Northern Shenjiang Army. Although it was only a level transfer, it was adjusted by the ban. To the north, I have to say that it is a reminder to Yan Xiaoyi.

The peace agreement between Qingguo and Beiqi was officially in force last month. Therefore, the Northern Shenjiang Army has no use. Although it is the governor of Zhenbei, Yan Xiaoyi can’t play any role in the current situation. At this point, my heart will be depressed.

Fan Xian looked at Wang Qienian’s letter and frowned slightly. Everyone knows that Yan Xiaoyi’s sudden rise is based on his powerful nine-piece force. On the one hand, the long princess spares no effort to help. If the emperor in the deep palace wants to clear the long princess, Yan Xiaoyi will be left in Kyoto to facilitate the surveillance of the nearest hospital. If it is not good enough, Yan Xiaoyi can raise the Privy Council and change his rank, but he will be replaced by a civilian. Ten thousand did not transfer to the north to rule the army.

He gently licked the table twice and shook his head. He understood what was going on. It seems that the emperor still has no tendency to start. This is only a warning to another force in the DPRK. It seems that Jingli will be much safer, but how can a hero who has lived in the emperor for more than a decade to tolerate each other to sit safely? If you take the power of the emperor and monitor the power of the court, Kyoto Guardian Ye Jiazhi is loyal to the princess and the hidden opponent in one fell swoop. It is very easy.

This point of fan leisure always wants to understand, he does not know what the emperor is relying on, can be so bold, can look at each other so freely, not disdain to take the lead.

However, since it was determined that Kyoto was safe, Fan’s mood was easy, but he also gave birth to some remorse. When he started the flyer in Kyoto, it was a last resort choice because he was not as strong as his Majesty, so he Did not dare to wait, but very helplessly eased the situation.

There is a dispute between the self and the princess in the inner library. This is not a problem. However, after the two sides secretly made a few decisions, Fan Fan took advantage of the temperament of the public, and if he turned over, he would definitely not let go. Yourself. If the Emperor’s Majesty always plays this seemingly dangerous game, what should he do?

Killing the princess seems to be a very sensible path, but it involves many problems. First, can Wuzhu guarantee that after killing each other, leave no trace? This unscrupulous challenge to royal dignity is only afraid that there will be no endurance at all. Second, the long princess is the mother of his wife after all. If he is really dead under his own hands, Lin Biaoer will know this thing in the future. How do the husband and wife get along? After all, the death of the second nephew has been tied to Fan’s heart like a root thorn.

The most important thing is the last point. Fan Xian and Wu Zhu did not kill the long princess. The other party has already returned to Xinyang. They don’t know how many masters there are, and the gun in their hands... Fan is not allowed to use He worried that the nobles in Kyoto would think of the death of the two princes of the year, and thus think of the name Ye Yemei.

Fan took a look at the window, Cangshan early snow, tonight, there have been faint snowflakes falling from the sky, the mountain Zhongzhuang courtyard dress up scores. He sighed and burned his father's letter with Wang Qiian, and then went out. After that autumn rainy night, he had already made a decision to bury his mother's affairs in his heart until one day. I really can control all the situations.

In the middle of the corridor, there is a fire cage in the hall. The warmth is like spring. Lin Biaoer and Fan Ruoru are both aunts. They are pulling the three singing girls from the Fuzhong to play the horse crane. The extra one is helping the planner. Fan took a smile and walked in. The three girls quickly got up and saluted. The little ring that was making the bed in the middle also came out to meet the young master.

Fan Xian waved his hand and motioned to continue. He sat in the middle of Fan Ruoruo and Lin Biaoer. He smiled and said: "If you think about it, you are going to cry."

Lin Biaoer smiled slightly: "I played once in the house, but I didn't lose anything."

Fan Xian did not believe at all. With Fan Sizhen’s abnormal and stubborn computing ability, he would not win his wife. Fan Ruoruo smiled and said: "The blind man can't lie, thinking that he only won the dice and the money in the night."

Fan’s eyes lit up and he looked at his nephew and said, “I don’t think that my nephew is so powerful.”

"The palace is all right, the girls are fond of playing cards." Lin Biaoer said with a narrow smile: "You also know that the women in the palace are talking about calculations, one wins one, the same is true in the natural game, I am in the palace. After living in these years, of course, it must be more powerful."

Van Xiao smiled and said: "It turns out."

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The rest of the people in the Zhuangyuan were drinking and chatting in the courtyard. Fan Fei walked on the bluestone board and went out with snow particles. Behind it was the dim light, and the faint mahjong landed, the girl’s home. Our shouts of surprises. He suddenly thought that Zhou Xingchi seemed to have such a scene in Tang Bohu’s Qiuxiang, but Xiaotang was very miserable and he was very happy. This is the difference.

Both the nephew and Ruo Ruo knew that he would go out every night, but after seeing his practice scene that day, he did not ask again, just by default.

Welcome to the small snow, stepping up the path, straight into the depths of the bamboo forest, he stopped at the cliff of Meibian.

Here is the most secluded corner of Cangshan's waist. Fan is very casual to stretch out his hand. The hand of Wuzhu sticks out from the sky, holding his hand, intertwined with both hands, and the body is swaying. That is the only peak. Here the line of sight is wide, but others are not easy to see people here.

Cangshan under the snowy night moonlight is very quiet and beautiful. Fan has taken over the cold, black and black metal objects that Wuzhu handed over, and hit the ground and began to aim at the rocks in the snow.

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