Just as Fan Xian often said, no matter what happened, life always continued.

So, as time entered the fourth month of the Qingli sixth year, the Jiangnan area hadn't changed much from previous years. The sensational Ming family property lawsuit continued, and the imperial merchants began their work of collecting and selling goods after the opening of the Neiku bids. Officials were still secretly collecting silver, and the citizens of Suzhou were still fervently discussing state affairs, family matters, and bedroom matters.

But there were some small changes. First, the Ming family's property lawsuit had dragged on for too long. Both sides had been struggling for so long that they gradually lost the initial fresh and exciting feeling. Fewer and fewer professional onlookers were guarding outside the Suzhou government office every day. The Suzhou Prefect and the lawyers on both sides were almost unable to withstand this marathon-like torture, changing from daily court sessions to every three days, and now it had been six days without a court session.

Song Shiren and Chen Bochang were still, with the help of their respective forces, burying themselves in the piles of old papers and moldy Qing laws, searching for evidence favorable to their side. Meanwhile, the focus of the Ming family and Xia Xifei had shifted away from the case.

The Ming family knew they couldn't let the Imperial Envoy drag their spirits down on the property lawsuit any longer. They forced themselves to perk up and began managing the Neiku business, which was sure to lose money this year, only hoping to lose less.

And Xia Xifei was also starting to learn how to do business. He had now transformed himself into the largest imperial merchant in Jiangnan besides the Ming family. Most of the Cui family's northern routes had been taken over by him. He had to re-open the defense lines of various prefectures and counties, and connect with merchants in the north. Although Fan Xian was helping him from behind, it was still an extremely complex task.

On the day before leaving Suzhou, Xia Xifei, in the identity of the Ming family's seventh young master, invited the Jiangnan tycoons who were still staying in Suzhou City for a meal. That night, carriages gathered like clouds, and the merchants were incredibly wealthy, directly capturing seven-tenths of Suzhou City's fortune.

And all this wealth was gathered at the place where Xia Xifei hosted the party – Bao Yue Lou's Suzhou branch.

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Bao Yue Lou's Suzhou branch finally opened after a delay of several days. This building was originally bought from the Ming family's Bamboo Garden Pavilion, the most lively place in Suzhou City. Shi Chanli used the fifty thousand taels of silver to manage things everywhere, and officials at all levels gave Fan Xian enough face, waving him through all the way. It should have opened immediately after the decoration was completed, but it was delayed until today due to some problems in the middle.

The problem was that Bao Yue Lou didn't have any high-profile courtesans to show off. Everything in this world pays attention to a brand effect. Although Shi Chanli had borrowed some prostitutes from the bosses of Jiangnan's entertainment industry, none of them were top-ranked women whose reputations resonated throughout Jiangnan.

Without a top courtesan to support the building, Bao Yue Lou, which wanted to make a name for itself in Jiangnan, would never dare to open like this, so it was delayed until Sang Wen came to Jiangnan. Relying on her status in this industry, she attracted several Jiangnan Mingqu masters. Shi Qing'er, from the main Bao Yue Lou in the capital, spent a lot of effort inviting a newly rising red-sleeved girl from the Liujing River, as well as a Western Hu beauty that the eldest prince had snatched from the Western Hu region. Sending these two girls to Suzhou, along with those Mingqu masters, gave Shi Chanli the confidence to officially open.

That night, Xia Xifei entertained a group of Jiangnan tycoons on the second floor. Red lanterns were hung high, and the music of silk and bamboo was soft, just in time to make a beautiful start to Bao Yue Lou's opening.

On the first day of its opening, Bao Yue Lou's Suzhou branch didn't widely welcome guests, but only attracted all the richest people in Jiangnan. Once this momentum came out, wouldn't those self-proclaimed romantic young masters and children of officials all pounce over like dogs with their tongues sticking out in a few days?

The newly rising red-sleeved girl from the Liujing River in the capital was named Liang Diandian, only sixteen years old. She had a natural, flirtatious charm. There was a captivating allure wafting between her childish eyebrows and eyes, and a hint of coldness hidden in the charm. As soon as she debuted, she captured the attention of countless people in the capital's romantic scene. She was hailed as the woman with the most potential to sit firmly in the top spot after Yuan Meng, the famous courtesan Yuan Dajia, and Si Lili, a Qinglou legend.

However, this girl Liang Diandian hadn't had time to fully display her skirts in the capital before she was forcibly bought by Bao Yue Lou against her will and forcibly sent to Suzhou. She couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, but knowing Bao Yue Lou's background, it was impossible to resist forcefully. After coming to Suzhou, she signed a rather novel contract with the shopkeeper Sang Wen from the beginning, which surprised the sixteen-year-old girl. It seemed that everything in the contract was beneficial to her… Where in the world was there such a good madam?

And the other beauty from the Western Hu region was indeed very different from the women of the Central Plains. Her eyes were slightly sunken but didn't look abrupt. Instead, the very deep contours deepened the temptation of her face, especially her slightly dark skin, which didn't appear rough. Instead, it had a mysterious beauty like a black pearl. Moreover, this Western Hu beauty's figure was truly curvaceous, with protruding breasts and buttocks, making the people of the Qing Kingdom, who were used to the bland tastes of their own women, feel their mouths go dry.

However, this Western Hu beauty's origins were even more… bizarre than those of Liang Diandian. This Western Hu beauty's name was Ma Suosuo, and she was the princess of a tribe in the Western Hu!

The eldest prince led his army to the Western Expedition, defeating the Western Hu miserably and conquering countless tribes. The leader of the second largest tribe, in order to show his sincerity in surrendering, offered his precious daughter to the eldest prince, somewhat like a marriage alliance. Unexpectedly, the eldest prince was really a rough guy. He actually treated the enemy's daughter as a female slave. Especially after marrying the eldest princess of Northern Qi, it was even more inconvenient to keep this Western Hu beauty in the royal mansion. So, when he heard that Fan Xian was opening a brothel in Jiangnan and lacked a top courtesan, he hurriedly sent her to Bao Yue Lou, and then transferred her to Suzhou.

These two girls, from the capital to Suzhou, before the opening of Bao Yue Lou, the Eighth Bureau had done enough publicity for Fan Xian. Although the Eighth Bureau didn't have many ways to deal with the Ming family in Jiangnan, it was a small problem to shape the two girls into peerless beauties that could only exist in heaven and absolutely not on earth. Shi Chanli cooperated with the speculation and rumors in the market about these two girls, very skillfully letting these two girls choose to sit in a carriage and take a tour outside Suzhou City some days ago…

The outing was just to create momentum, allowing the lustful men of Jiangnan to get a glimpse of the two girls' stunning beauty from afar. Along the way, there were countless lechers following Bao Yue Lou's carriage. The green fields in front and behind the carriage were all flattened by the men's feet or horses' hooves. So-called outing was really trampling the green grass flat.

As a result, everyone in Jiangnan knew what kind of women Bao Yue Lou now possessed, and their appetites were finally whetted.

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And today, on the opening day of Bao Yue Lou's branch, these two top courtesans didn't go out to meet guests. Even people with the status of the Sun family of Quanzhou and the Xiong family of Lingnan weren't qualified to have them sit with them for a while.

Because these two girls were sitting very obediently and quietly in a room, next to a young man, gently and tenderly raising their wrists and cups, feeding the young man food and drink.

In front of this young man, even if these two girls had any resentment in their hearts, they wouldn't dare to show it in the slightest. Even their most skilled techniques for bewitching men's hearts, they wouldn't dare to use casually.

What they relied on to survive in this world was nothing more than their appearance and their delicate and thoughtful minds. And at this time, the young man sitting calmly between the two of them was already exceptionally handsome. As for his mind… the world knew that Little Fan had a crystal heart. There was nothing in this world that he didn't know, and no one that he couldn't see through.

Fan Xian shook his head, signaling the two girls beside him not to serve him anymore. To say that having two beautiful girls beside him, whose charm was gradually rising in Jiangnan, and that he, a normal man, wouldn't have any thoughts in his heart, wouldn't want to drink that first sip, would definitely be lying. But now, his mind wasn't really on these things.

He looked at Liang Diandian, sighed, and thought how could this sixteen-year-old girl be so good at hooking people? Her watery eyes seemed to be talking. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the question that had been bothering him for a long time – how old was Duo Duo exactly?

Seeing Liang Diandian's affectionate eyes, Fan Xian knew that this girl just wanted to climb a support professionally. But looking back at the Western Hu beauty, Fan Xian felt even more bitter in his heart.

I was originally a Western Hu princess, but now I'm in the gutter… This Ma Suosuo was probably already resigned to her fate. Women in this world were just goods in the hands of men, sold casually. Now that she had been sent to Jiangnan by the eldest prince, this Bao Yue Lou didn't seem so terrible. Shopkeeper Sang and Dongjia Shi weren't so fierce, and this Master Fan in front of her was really handsome, and it seemed much happier than staying in the palace as a coolie, being watched coldly by the Eldest Princess, and not knowing when she would lose her life.

Fan Xian sighed to Sang Wen, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "What's this all about? Is His Highness bullying people?"

Sang Wen was stunned, opened her slightly large mouth, and smiled, saying, "Girl Suosuo is very beautiful. It's just that adults rarely see Hu people, so they're not used to it for a while. His Highness didn't deliberately fool the adults."

Fan Xian tutted. He had seen countless Western beauties in his previous life, and was once a loyal fan of Ajani. Of course, he could see the attractive parts of this Western Hu beauty… It was just that the eldest prince wasn't afraid of anything, but now he was so afraid that he sent this girl to Suzhou. It was obvious that the eldest princess of Northern Qi, after marrying into Southern Qi for several months, had finally successfully transformed into that lioness in Hedong. The eldest prince sent Ma Suosuo to Suzhou, naturally wanting to protect Ma Suosuo's life. Since this was the case, it meant that even if the eldest prince had no affection for this Western Hu beauty, he also had a trace of pity.

In this situation, how could Fan Xian really dare to let Ma Suosuo receive guests? He was afraid that he would have to carefully raise her. What if the eldest prince suddenly became interested one day, dreamed back to the sound of horns and the linked camps, and remembered the beauty in his drunkenness, and asked him for her again?

"Really not letting them go out to meet guests?" Shi Chanli walked in from outside, probably had drunk some wine with those merchants, his face was a little red, and he spoke with some alcohol breath, staring straight at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Liang Diandian's thoughtful expression, knowing that if he really kept Suo Mama raised all the time, Liang Diandian also needed to be appeased. After calming down a little, he said, "Right now, we're just making a name for ourselves. There's no rush to let them go out to meet guests."

He smiled slightly and said, "It's just that occasionally, you two can go out to play some tunes and dance a little dance or something."

Liang Diandian was slightly startled, and she and Suo Mama bowed and responded at the same time. Suo Mama's official language wasn't very fluent now, but her eyes already showed gratitude to 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, not being able to steal is not as good as making people's hearts itch every day but still not being able to touch… Let the men of Jiangnan endure for a few days first, and learn the principle of only being able to look at from a distance and not being able to approach intimately."

He finally said to Sang Wen and Shi Chanli, "Men are a very cheap kind of animal. If you can understand this, this business will be easy to do."

Hearing this sentence, Shi Chanli was slightly embarrassed, and felt a little unconvinced in his heart, but Sang Wen covered her mouth and laughed.

"Take them two out to meet Xiong Bailing and those old guys. With these merchants bragging, the reputation will be even louder." Fan Xian closed his eyes and waved his hand.

Liang Diandian took Suo Mama's hand, got up, and bowed gracefully to Fan Xian, then went out under Sang Wen's guidance.

Fan Xian let Shi Chanli get closer, lowered his voice and said, "You keep an eye on Suo Mama, and by the way, spread the word, let people know that she is the eldest prince's… woman."

Shi Chanli was shocked and responded, "What if it's spread back to the capital?"

"I just want people to know that my relationship with the eldest prince is good." Fan Xian licked his dry lips, took a sip of light wine, and said with a smile, "At this time, everyone is still showing their cards… The key is, why should I clean up their couple's family affairs?"

He snorted from his nose and said, "I went south with the eldest princess all the way, of course I know that she is not a kind master. The eldest prince seems straightforward, but he also knows that in today's world, probably only I… The eldest princess will give some face. Since I want to put in the effort, of course I can't not pay a little price."

Fan Xian was purely a little unhappy, thinking that I'm busy to death in Jiangnan, but you princes and brothers are busy with family affairs in the capital, and my heart is very unbalanced.

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Bao Yue Lou's Suzhou branch is of course not just for money laundering, for making money that simple, this is purely Fan Xian's own industry, shouldering the important responsibility of becoming Fan Xian's second set of intelligence systems. Deep down in his heart, Fan Xian is always not completely trusting the Overwatch Council, because whether he can own the Overwatch Council is still a matter of the emperor's words under the current situation.

Therefore, during the decoration, the brass pipes had been laid according to the setting of the old building in Kyoto, and the manpower sent by his father to be responsible for collecting intelligence, hiding from the corresponding officials, had already moved into the building before the girls.

At this time, when the front building had entered a sweet dream, the sound was getting higher, but the room where Fan Xian was located was unusually quiet.

He stood up, first went to the chamber pot behind the bed to empty the inventory, then adjusted his inner breath, took off the civilian clothes he was wearing, took out the long-lost "work clothes" from the cabinet, tried it on, and found that it still fit quite well. It seemed that half a year of privileged life had not made his figure go out of shape quickly.

Strangely sat down for a while, confirming that he had begun to get used to the feeling that had been absent for half a year, Fan Xian pushed open the window of the room, forcefully and forcefully hooked his fingers on the outer wall under the dark night, and slid down into the darkness below the building like a gecko.

Since the true energy in his body burst and his meridians were severely injured, he had begun to be careful about the operation of true energy. Unless necessary, he no longer tried to spit out the true energy from the palm surface and then take it back. This method was too exhausting for the mind and true energy.

His feet touched the ground, turned a few turns in the complex corridors, found the back door of Bao Yue Lou's branch, pushed the door open, and saw the carriage that had been waiting for him in the alley.

Deng Ziyue sat in the position of the coachman, wearing a straw hat on his head, covering most of his face.

Gao Da sat in the carriage, lifted the corner of the car curtain, and looked outside vigilantly.

Fan Xian flashed in and softly spat out a word: "Go."

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"Sir, how's your injury?" Gao Da was not afraid of Fan Xian's cold eyes. His highest mission was to ensure Fan Xian's safety. Before receiving confirmed information, he really didn't dare let Fan Xian take risks.

The world's opinions about Fan Xian's strange injury varied, but the vast majority thought that he had recovered long ago. Only a few people really knew the inside story. Hong Gonggong must be one of them, but the emperor ordered Fan Xian to keep silent extremely coldly. As for Gao Da, although he was deceived by Fan Xian at first, he had been following Fan Xian for the past few months, of course he could find that Master Ti's true energy state now was completely different from when he was in Northern Qi.

With Haitang's gift of the Heavenly One Dao Heart Method, no one knew the extent of Fan Xian's injury except himself, including Haitang.

He lowered his head and said softly, "I'm fine." Then he said, "Confirm her location?"

Deng Ziyue, outside the carriage, nodded: "After she escaped from Kyoto, she has been staying in Suzhou. The Council didn't expect her to be so brave, nor did they expect the officials in Jiangnan to dare to provide her with secret protection… So it wasn't until some time ago that we found out about her residence."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips: "With the Ming family providing cover for her, of course the officials in Jiangnan will give her some face… It seems that the officials in Jiangnan still don't take this official seriously."

After all, Gao Da was the emperor's Tiger Guard, and frowned slightly when he heard these words: "Young Master, should we notify the local government to arrest people… After all, criminal cases have always been outside the Council's jurisdiction."

Since Fan Xian dared to bring him tonight, he was not afraid of what he would say to the palace. He shook his head and said, "Notifying the government might let her run away again. After all, she is a member of the Second Prince and Hongcheng. The arrest warrant from the Ministry of Justice is useless to her. It is not easy to catch her overtly."

"We should bring more people." Gao Da frowned and said, "Since she was ordered to escape, she must be carrying experts with her. It won't be easy to capture her alive."

"Not capturing alive, just killing people." Fan Xian leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest, "I don't need her to deal with the Ming family. I just need to use her to suppress the Ming family again. Today is the opening of the Bao Yue Lou branch, no one should have thought that we would find her and take action, and no one would have thought… that I would take action myself."

Gao Da wanted to say something but stopped, and began to understand Fan Xian's thoughts, but he couldn't stop him. Fan Xian's purpose for tonight's action was actually very simple. Since on the road to dealing with the Ming family, the officials in Jiangnan Road were implicitly standing on his opposite side, and dared to provide cover for the Ming family, then he would use tonight's matter to deter the officials in Jiangnan Road.

For those officials, nothing could highlight the power of the Overwatch Council more than blood and death.

The carriage fell into dead silence, only the sound of wheels crushing stones below.

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The carriage drove to a quiet street in Suzhou City, and stopped far away from that mansion.

Fan Xian touched the dagger in his boot, and gently pressed the soft sword on his waist. This sword was borrowed from Haitang. After carefully confirming the equipment, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Gao Da, you are responsible for the periphery, don't leave anyone alive, don't let anyone slip away."

Gao Da responded in a deep voice.

"Ziyue, is the person sent to the Governor's Mansion ready?" Fan Xian asked.

Deng Ziyue nodded.

"Wait for us here, be careful."

After saying these words, Fan Xian flashed out of the carriage like a black loach, and disappeared into the darkness under the high wall with extreme speed.

Tonight, only three people came in total. Originally, with Fan Xian's current status, he shouldn't come to risk alone, but today's matter must be handled secretly, and the most critical reason was that Fan Xian had always maintained the urge to take risks from the bottom of his heart, and he had to restore his confidence in martial arts through an action, and at the same time test how far his secret practice of that sword these days had reached.

Gao Da calculated the time, estimated that it was almost there, re-tied the hemp rope on the handle of the long knife, got out of the carriage, and walked to the back of the mansion steadily like a god of death.

In the darkness, it was unknown how many masters were hiding in that mansion, but they only had two people. Probably only Fan Xian and Gao Da had such confidence.

Gao Da silently stood under the back wall of the mansion, his whole body seemed to merge with the stone wall, gradually becoming indistinguishable. The true energy in his body gradually began to operate, and he could hear the subtle sounds inside the wall clearly.

Occasionally, there was a slight noise in the yard, like the sound of a hard-tipped goose feather pen that Master Ti liked to use scratching through paper. If you didn't listen carefully, no one would notice this sound.

Gao Da knew that someone had died at Fan Xian's hands.

There was another muffled sound, like a freshly baked sesame seed cake suddenly deflated.

Gao Da frowned slightly. Could it be that Master Ti used his palm to open someone's head?

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Fan Xian walked stably and silently in the courtyard like a ghost in the night. Several corpses were lying behind him. The wounds on the corpses were not conspicuous, and not much blood flowed out, but the deaths were very thorough.

And in the several厢房 beside him, the doors were now wide open, and the people sleeping inside had not gotten up before they were killed on the beds.

The servants and maids in one room also slumped weakly on the bed, without any wounds on their bodies. It seemed that they had only been poisoned by sleeping pills. Until this time, no one in the courtyard had discovered that a murderer had come to their vicinity.

Just as Chen Pingping had once taught him, a grandmaster-level assassin could not be resisted forever, and like Fan Xian, a real-power ninth-rank assassin who had studied dark skills since childhood, there were not many places in the world that could stop him.

Fan Xian silently walked towards the backyard, while vigilantly watching the high walls on both sides. The Overwatch Council's intelligence work was detailed enough, and the defensive strength of this yard was clearly checked, so there was no one hiding in the dark who could escape his cold, eagle-like eyes.

Walking past a tree.

A person flashed out from behind the tree, wielding a knife and slashing silently!

Fan Xian looked ahead, his expression unmoved. His right hand had already been placed on his waist, and with a嗤 sound, he pulled out the soft sword. His wrist flicked, his left foot stepped back, his right heel turned slightly, and his whole body leaned to the left at a very clever angle. The sword in his hand also followed his forearm, like an arrow leaving the string, and stabbed out strangely.

This sword seemed to contain a strange taste, forming a perfect harmony with Fan Xian's whole body. The tip of the sword just lightly, simply and neatly pierced into the throat cartilage of the attacker.

With a snap, the attacker's throat broke, blood spurted out silently, and he fell down.

Fan Xian sheathed his sword. Even at this time, he still didn't look back.

The door of the side room on the stone steps opened, and a person discovered Fan Xian's existence, and rushed down in panic and anger.

Fan Xian held his arm flat, and a sword lay across his chest, as strange as suicide, but it blocked all the gaps in front of him.

But the next moment, he rushed forward three steps under his feet. The horizontal sword, which seemed to be an impregnable defense, instantly turned into a突杀 filled with violence!

When this sword passed, Fan Xian's whole mind seemed to be in front of him, and his spirit and aura were all in this sword. How could that person resist such power?

He only saw a splash of blood, and his head fell to the ground!

Fan Xian still had a calm expression, and lightly tapped two steps to the right. The true energy was rapidly released from the snowy mountain, burst out from the shoulder blades, and ejected his right arm like a spring, just like the hard willow branches outside Suzhou City in spring that were pulled down by naughty children, and then bounced back quickly.

With such a poetic and picturesque flick, the sword held in his right hand was like the last ink dot of a master of painting, gently and freely dotted down.

It happened to be dotted on another person's throat, killing another person.

Fan Xian made three swords and killed three people. What kind of swordsmanship was this?

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If Gao Da was in the yard at this time, he would definitely exclaim in surprise. If Haitang saw this scene, she would definitely know why Fan Xian was always hiding from her when practicing these days. If Yun Zhilan, who was playing sniper with the shadow in Jiangnan, saw these three swords, he would definitely be stunned on the spot, thinking when did Master accept such a young junior brother?

Four Gu Sword.

Four Gu Jian's Four Gu Sword.

The Four Gu Sword that doesn't care about the front or the back, doesn't care about the left or the right.

Concentrate a person's power entirely into an iron sword.

And Fan Xian even vaguely felt that the footwork was not even the most critical link!

The key is the ruthlessness of not caring about the front or the back, not caring about the left or the right! Every sword must be used with all its strength, and the killing intent spreads forward, gods cannot stop it, and the sky cannot block it. The so-called four gu is actually not caring.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian silently shook his head, thinking of the sword stabbed out by the shadow in white clothes at the Suspended Temple, it seemed to cover the light of the sun. If he hadn't been facing this sword at that time, the shadow might have mercilessly assassinated him under the sword.

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A cold sword shines in the courtyard. The people who can die have all died under this sword. Only two people escaped from the back wall. Fan Xian ignored it, just carried the long sword on his back, and quietly walked towards that quiet bedroom.

Outside the back wall, there was a sound of唰唰, Gao Da retracted the long knife, looked at the pieces of meat that had been broken into four pieces beside him, and shook his head.

The door of the bedroom was pushed open by Fan Xian. He looked at the woman who had just woken up from the bed, who had only had time to light the red candle, but had no time to put on her clothes, and said with a smile, "Master Yuan, long time no see."

Yuan Meng, who was wanted by the Ministry of Justice and hidden in Suzhou, bit her lower lip tightly, looking at the handsome young man like a killing god at the door. After a while, she suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Little Master Fan… why won't you let me go?"

"A very naive question… but I am willing to answer you." Fan Xian slowly walked towards her and said calmly: "Your hands are stained with too much blood of innocent women. Father has ordered, and of course the children have to fulfill their filial piety."

A few strands of Yuan Meng's black hair scattered weakly on her forehead. She smiled miserably and said, "I was only ordered to do things in Kyoto… As for the matter of the Ministry of Justice wanting to arrest me… You should be clear that your younger brother, and the Third Highness you are teaching now, are not very clean either. You can kill me if you want, but don't even think about disgusting me with this kind of high-sounding words."

Fan Xian raised the long sword flatly and said with a smile: "Accept your fate, you are a bad person. If I am a good person, maybe you still have a few chances, but unfortunately you also understand that I am also a… bad person."

Yuan Meng bit her lower lip nervously, shrouded in fear, and suddenly laughed sharply: "Haha! You want to catch me to deal with His Highness? Tell you, it's impossible!"

After saying this, she bit her teeth, committed suicide by taking poison, her whole body suddenly stiffened, and fell on the red quilt in the bed, with a bang.

Fan Xian shook his head, thinking that he just wanted to kill you originally, waved his arm, and the tip of the sword pierced into this girl's throat.

(Continue to ask for monthly tickets…)