Miyaji is recognized as one of the strongest masters in Kyoto. He has experienced many tests of life and death in his life, but he never thought that he would meet such a powerful person in the highly vigilant Kyoto, next to the Qing Temple.

The man behind him was not very powerful, but the perfect feeling of being integrated with the surrounding environment was only seen by Gong Dian in his life - he and Kyoto Guardian were brothers of the same sect, and his uncle was Ye Liuyun, one of the four great masters in the world.

In his understanding, it was unimaginable that a master-level master would appear behind him regardless of his identity and look like an assassin!

The house was quiet for a long time.

Gong Dian's tail finger trembled slightly, and he knew that he could no longer maintain this passive balance, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his pupils!

Without warning, the true energy in his body suddenly came out, and his whole body turned into a gray dragon, kicked it back with his left foot, and with a hook on his right hand, a clear sound of "Clean!", the blade cut through the air, turned into a fearless slash, and slashed behind him!

With a muffled groan, the sword slashed in the air, and the mysterious master level master had long disappeared.

The palace script has strong internal strength. After such a sword that was sacrificing its body, it was impossible to restrain its breath at all. It felt like it was struck by lightning in its chest. The heat flow rushed upwards, and two blood oozed out of its nostrils.

Looking at the empty ground, Gong Dian's eyes were not afraid, but a little confused. The other party obviously had the ability to assassinate him easily, so why did he leave in the end?

He thought of the technique that the young man yesterday was very similar to him, and guessed in his heart that the master-level master who had just arrived might have something to do with his master, so he showed mercy to his subordinates.

After resting for a while, he walked out of the lurking hut with a somewhat depressed expression and prepared to return home.

Why didn't Wu Zhu kill him? It's obvious that it's not because of Ye Liuyun's incense. You should know that Wu Zhu is a monster that even Ye Liuyun dares to kill. In fact, the reason is very simple. Yesterday, Gong Dian asked Fan Xian to spit a mouthful of blood, so today Wu Zhu wanted Gong Dian to spit a mouthful of blood, and the matter was that simple and clear.

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When he returned to Fan's mansion, it was too early. Fan Sizhe was still fiddling with his great money in the study. Ruoruo didn't know whose house he was sent to. There were only some respectful servants and maids in the whole garden. Although some of the maids were really handsome, Fan Xian was in a bad mood at this time, and the environment was not right, so of course he had no interest in teasing.

After drinking the tea, he frowned and thought, who was the person in Qing Temple today? What was the other party guarding him there? Could it be... the family left by the girl in white, waiting for him specifically?

When Fan Xian thought of this possibility, his heart became hot, but when he thought of Wuzhu's voice transmission, his heart immediately became cold. If it were his guess, Uncle Wuzhu would definitely ignore it. He was not very curious about his love affairs.

After changing into a lighter thin dress and pulling the strap around his waist, Fan Xian walked into his father's study and unexpectedly found that Si Nanbo was actually in the study.

"There are few things in the ministry today." Fan Jian asked his son to sit down and said quietly: "You have been in Kyoto for a few days. Don't just mess around outside all day. I already know about the incident in the restaurant yesterday. If you can avoid this kind of conflict in the future, don't be like your unsatisfied younger brother."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, not wanting to explain much, suddenly thought of something and asked, "Father, when will I go to see that lady of the Lin family?"

Fan Jian seemed surprised that the boy would make such a suggestion, and said with a smile: "When you get married, you will meet every day. Is it still in a hurry?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's after getting married. I don't think that when I was in the bridal chamber, I don't know what my wife looks like." He thought for a while, and then said, "Look at my sister, Ye Ling'er, and Princess Roujia are always away. This is not a big deal for men and women, right?"

"Young men and women, it is naturally not too much to meet each other." Fan Jian explained with a smile: "But you have to know that the identity of the lady of the Lin family is quite special. Although her surname is Lin, she has no connection with the Prime Minister's Mansion. She grew up in the palace since she was a child. His Majesty often has daughters for the sake of the royal face and for the eldest princess, so he accepted her as her adopted daughter and named her princess - but this princess is different from that little girl Roujia."

Fan Jian's voice was a little depressed: "Although perhaps there are very few people in the world who know that she is the eldest princess' daughter and that she is the daughter of Lord Lin,... no one dares to say or admit this. She has lived in the palace for many years, and few people can see her until the beginning of the year, because of that incident and poor health, she moved out."

Fan Xian sighed: "It was because I heard that she was in poor health that I wanted to go and see her. Maybe she could help me."

Fan Jian frowned and said, "You and Fei Jie have only been together for a year and a half. Do you dare to say that you are better than the imperial doctor? Young people, be more modest and cautious."

Fan Xian responded, but still refused to give up: "But you have to let me know what she looks like, right?"

"You marry her not for her, but for what she represents behind her." Fan Jian looked at him coldly, "You must abandon all unrealistic ideas and smash any stale warmth like a stone."

Fan Xian frowned in disgust and said, "I think you are so old-fashioned."

Fan Jian said angrily: "How did you speak?"

Fan Xian smiled and responded respectfully: "I have said before that I am not a person who is easy to control."

"Don't you want to take back everything that belonged to you?" Fan Jian seemed to think of something and replied to calmness.

Fan Xian was stunned, and then said seriously: "Actually... when I was in Danzhou, I learned a lot. I believe that I have the ability to obtain things corresponding to my abilities in this world. If I can get back my mother's family business, I will certainly not object, but this must be based on my will. If I want, I will do it. If I don't want, I will not do it. It's that simple."
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