Chapter 587: Visit

Ya Mu smiled and said, "Master never mentioned the result of that battle. He just told me that if I met the mysterious master covered in black cloth while traveling, it would be best not to provoke him."

Hearing Ya Mu's words, the old lady showed a regretful expression on her face, but she couldn't help but feel relieved in her heart.

After all, according to Ya Mu, even his master was not Wu Zhu's opponent, let alone the apprentice!

If this is true, then the suspicion that Ya Mu came from the temple will be greatly reduced. Instead, it is more likely that he is a disciple of a hidden master who happened to come to Danzhou while traveling around the world...

In this way, it seems that letting Ya Mu go to Kyoto is not impossible.

Of course, the possibility of Ya Mu lying is not ruled out.

However, the old lady did not think that Ya Mu would lie about his master's reputation, and from the moment he walked out of the door, the old lady keenly noticed the change in Ya Mu's attitude towards her.

That vague kindness is probably not pretended.

Thinking of this, the old lady said immediately: "Since you are so eager to see Xian'er, I will write a letter to you and my grandson to complete this long-standing friendship!"

"Thank you, old lady!"

Ya Mu smiled and bowed to the old lady.

A quarter of an hour later, Ya Mu got the visiting card. As the old lady and the servants of the Fan Mansion saw him off, he smiled and bowed to say goodbye.

After leaving Danzhou Port, Ya Mu immediately turned to the woods not far from the suburbs, shook off the sight of those secretly observing, flew high into the sky, and mysteriously disappeared into the woods.

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Kyoto, Si Nanbo Mansion.

Fan Xian was drinking soy milk in the flower hall, looking ahead and giggling.

He admitted that his luck was really good.

People who were obviously dead, but they came to this world to live again.

He was born with his mother dead and his father abandoned him, but later he found out that the enemies who killed his mother had been killed by his father. As a son, he had no place to seek revenge.

Although his father had some problems, at least he did not show an attitude that he could not tolerate.

And the political marriage that was inexplicably pressed on his head after he came to the capital.

Originally, he planned to tarnish his reputation, break off the marriage, and pursue his own happiness. Unexpectedly, after a farce that happened by mistake, he found that the fiancée he had never met was actually the chicken leg girl he had been thinking about!

Speaking of the chicken leg girl, we have to mention the time when he first entered the capital.

At that time, the guards who took him to the capital were suddenly dismissed by a strange driver.

Fan Xian realized that there was something wrong with the driver, but he did not alarm the snake. Instead, he boldly let the driver drive to the most mysterious and sacred Qing Temple in Qing Kingdom.

At that time, there were nobles praying in the temple, and the gatekeepers were masters that he could not even beat.

He exchanged palm strikes with the master, who then asked him to wait outside the temple while he retreated into the Qing Temple to report to the nobleman.

Finally, the nobleman allowed him to enter, but only to the side hall, not the main hall.

It was under the incense table in the side hall of the Qing Temple that he accidentally ran into the girl holding the chicken leg.

The girl's temperament and appearance were very consistent with Fan Xian's aesthetics, causing Fan Xian, a modern man who once sneered at love at first sight, to suddenly begin to yearn for love.

Although the encounter was very hasty, Fan Xian still remembered the chicken leg girl firmly.

Since then, Fan Xian has been trying to turn down the marriage while looking for the chicken leg girl.

Until not long ago, he pretended to be a doctor and came to the Royal Courtyard under the leadership of his sister Fan Ruoruo, wanting to meet his fiancée who was said to be in poor health in advance.

As a result, when he was seeing a doctor, he suddenly discovered that his fiancée, whom he had never met, was actually the chicken leg girl!

Now Fan Xian doesn't have to worry about anything. As long as he accepts the arrangement of the big shots, he can marry the chicken leg girl who loves him.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian suddenly became sad.

In order to break off the engagement, he deliberately did a lot of ridiculous things.

Now it seems that this is really shooting himself in the foot.

Now he not only has to find a way to mend the marriage that he is about to reject, but also to find a way to restore his image in the eyes of his fiancee.

"Is this the so-called crematorium for chasing a wife?"

Fan Xian swallowed the fried dough sticks in his mouth and couldn't help sighing softly.

Fortunately, he often went to the Royal Villa at night to have a tryst with his fiancee Lin Wan'er. Some major misunderstandings have been cleared up, and the rest are harmless trivial matters.

For example, putting on a sack in the middle of the night and beating Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites...

Thinking of this, Fan Xian suddenly stood up and slapped his head.

"I almost forgot. I have to treat Prince Jing to a meal today and apologize."

When he beat Guo Baokun that night, he booked the entire Zuixianju to entertain Prince Jing, and killed two birds with one stone by hanging out on the pleasure boat.

On the one hand, he could prove his alibi for beating people, and on the other hand, he could also have a reputation of being a romantic man, so as to cancel the marriage.

Now, although he has achieved his wish, he has also caused Prince Jing to come forward to give false testimony, so he still has to treat him to a meal and show a sincere apology.

Prince Jing has agreed to this matter.

Today he will come to Fan Mansion to attend Fan Xian's apology banquet.

Not long after, Prince Jing arrived at Fan Mansion in a carriage. Fan Xian's second aunt Liu Ruyu hurriedly came out and respectfully welcomed Prince Jing Li Hongcheng into the flower hall for tea.

"Sorry, sorry, I kept His Royal Highness waiting for a long time!"

Fan Xian walked in with a smile, and as soon as he stopped, he bowed to Li Hongcheng and thanked him for what happened that night.

Seeing this scene, Li Hongcheng couldn't help but laugh, and said softly: "I was thinking at the time, you and I have only known each other for a few days, how could you be willing to book the entire Zuixianju to entertain me, so you have this idea..."

"But it doesn't matter, that Guo Baokun is a idiot, and he doesn't have a good reputation among the prince's servants. You can beat him up, why do you need to spend so much time on it."

Fan Xian knew what the other party was talking about, and immediately laughed at himself: "Isn't this inexperienced? If I had known that beating people in Kyoto would be so easy, I would have punched him in the palace!"

Li Hongcheng was startled and said quickly: "That's not possible, what you did was too outrageous, I can't come forward to protect you."

Fan Xian laughed and thanked him again.

The two talked for a while, Li Hongcheng hesitated for a moment, and said: "I came here this time, in addition to attending the banquet, I also have something to tell you. Originally, this matter was to be kept secret from you, but I think it is better to make it clear."

Fan Xian showed an interested expression on his face: "Your Highness, please speak!"

Li Hongcheng considered his words and said softly: "The thing is, you know, although His Majesty is still in his prime, there are always immediate worries when there is no long-term planning, so the eyes of the people in the court are always on those princes."

"The eldest prince is born with divine power, but But he led the troops outside and had no intention of competing for the position of crown prince. The prince was born to the queen, but he had bad behavior. Although my Jingwang Mansion is impartial, I tell you the truth, among these princes, I have a better relationship with the second prince. "

"Originally, His Royal Highness the Second Prince wanted me to trick you into meeting him and ask for a natural meeting so as not to offend you, but I think this approach is still deceiving you, so I said it clearly, the second prince will hold a banquet on the Liujing River tomorrow, and invite you alone, I am just accompanying you, will you go or not?"

Fan Xian was stunned by Li Hongcheng's straightforward words.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but frowned and fell into deep thought.

At the same time, on the roof of Fan Mansion that the two could not see, a tall figure was standing in the air with his hands folded on his chest, looking thoughtfully at the black bricks and tiles under his feet.

There is no doubt that this figure standing in the air like a god is Yamu who rushed from Danzhou!

"Fortunately, I arrived in time. The plot of Niulan Street has not happened yet."

"But...is this the world of novels or the world of TV series?"

Ya Mu showed a trace of doubt on his face.

The plot of Fan Xian meeting Prince Jing was not staged in the TV series, so it should be the plot of the novel.

But when he sneaked into Fan's house just now, he saw the interaction between Fan Xian and his personal bodyguard Teng Zijing, and found that the relationship between them was more similar to the plot of the TV series...

Now Ya Mu was a little confused.

After a little thought, he disappeared in an instant.

Not long after, Prince Jing walked out of the gate of Fan's house, got on the carriage, and left here.

Among the pedestrians whispering on the street, Ya Mu, wearing a black shirt, with his hands behind his back, looked at the back of the Jingwang Mansion's motorcade leaving, and then walked towards Fan's house.

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"Fan Xian, Fan Xian!"

Liu Ruyu's voice woke Fan Xian from his contemplation.

He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "What's wrong, Auntie, didn't I agree to Li Hongcheng's banquet tomorrow? Does he have something else for you to tell me?"

"No!"

Liu Ruyu quickly handed the visiting card in her hand to Fan Xian and explained: "After His Royal Highness left, someone suddenly came outside the mansion and said he wanted to see you. The servant didn't intend to pay attention to him, but he took out the visiting card written by his mother... This is it, you should take a look!"

"... A visiting card written by grandma?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, took the visiting card in surprise, and opened it to take a look.

After reading it, Fan Xian couldn't help but frowned tightly.

Then he reached out and touched the ink on the paper with his fingers, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and carefully poured the unknown liquid in it into the blank space.

Sure enough, the blank space showed mosquito-sized handwriting.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ruyu couldn't help but be amazed.

"...What is this?"

"This is the transparent ink I left for grandma, specially used for writing secret letters."

Fan Xian explained to Liu Ruyu without looking up while reading the small words.

"Transparent ink...secret letter?"

Liu Ruyu was surprised when she heard this, and quickly stood up and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You can read it slowly!"

Fan Xian looked up at her and said with a smile, "Don't panic, auntie, it's not a big deal, it doesn't matter if you know it!"

Liu Ruyu shook her head, still insisted on her attitude, turned around and left the flower hall.

Looking at Liu Ruyu's back as she left, Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh.

But then, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he looked at the visiting card in his hand with a frown.

"The seal is correct, the handwriting is correct, and the ink is correct..."

"It seems that this visiting card is indeed written by grandma herself."

As he said this, Fan Xian raised his hand with a frown, and twirled his index and middle fingers slightly, muttering to himself with a puzzled look on his face: "But Danzhou is far away from the capital, why is the ink on this card still not dry?"

Chapter 3 will be updated in the evening