Chapter 43 Broken Window

The drums sound even more in spring night, and it is the best time for the chickens to crow and the dog to steal.

A black shadow fell down like a leaf from the back wall of Fan's mansion. There was no sound when it landed. The dust on his body disappeared into the night. This person was naturally Fan Xian. While he was moving in the dark, he was thinking in his heart why there was no real light skill in this world that could be swept ten feet away? It made him always fall into dust when climbing the wall.

Although Kyoto is prosperous, there are only a few places where lights are still there at night. For example, in the Wa Nong Lane, there are night markets and juggling, and in the pool of Liujing River, there are also some lights by the river because they have to pick up the passengers on board in the middle of the night. Most of the other streets are dark, with only the faint lights in the houses next to them occasionally projecting into the street made of bluestone slabs through the cracks in the door, reflecting a thin and dark line.

Fan Xian was walking through these blurred and invisible lines, running in the dark, and the cool night breeze hit his slightly hot face, feeling very comfortable. Without much time, he had already arrived in the alley next to the Royal Villa where he had been to during the day. Looking at the small building in the yard from afar, he frowned - there must be some guards in the inner palace around him. In the words of Uncle Wu Zhu, he was at most seventh grade internal strength and delicate control of the third grade. If he wanted to break in rashly without disturbing these masters, he must be very careful.

He had to meet Miss Lin. Although he didn't know what the other person's full name was, he needed to tell him who he was and who you would marry in the future. The most important thing was her illness.

The night was quiet, and the sound of clamoring the buzzard had just sounded. It would not sound again in a short time. Occasionally, there would be a few frog croaking sounds that were a little bit beyond the reach of the sky. Fan Xian stood quietly behind the wall at the entrance of the alley, regulating the true energy in his body, allowing the domineering true energy to slowly spread throughout his body. In the future, the snow-capped mountain was the pivotal control, perfectly controlling each part of his muscles and spiritual consciousness.

He didn't know if Uncle Wu Zhu was next to him, but he knew that he could not rely on Uncle Wu Zhu for the rest of his life. Because Uncle Wu Zhu was strong, there were times when he couldn't take care of him, otherwise his mother wouldn't have died back then. He wiped his hands hard on his clothes to ensure there was not much sweat. Then he found a place in the back wall of the Royal Villa that was not noticeable. The true energy slowly oozed out of the palm, and then it was mysteriously retracted from the edge of the palm, forming a small depression, just like climbing a cliff outside the Danzhou Port. He easily attached himself to the wall and slowly climbed up.

This wall is two feet tall, and it is difficult for ordinary masters to jump over no matter what. The wall is smooth, so the royal guards are the weakest in defense here. No one could guess that the one who came to steal the fragrance today was actually a spider-man.

Climbing to the wall, Fan Xian climbed on the wall with one hand and wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead with the other. He thought that he would take such a big risk to see his wife? It was not the time to regret it. He looked up at the sky and saw that Mei Yue'er was about to escape into the clouds, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

The silver light suddenly dimmed, and with a whoosh, Fan Xian had already landed quietly in the garden, and crawled into the dense short bushes like a raccoon. With the trees covering his terrain, the whole series of movements changed from falling straight to rushing forward without making too loud noises, which was all due to Wuzhu's strict training for him in Danzhou.

In fact, there were not many guards in the other courtyard. At this time, it was midnight and he was even more relaxed. He only heard that there seemed to be someone in the front door far away and there was no one in the garden patrolling. Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He walked carefully to the bottom of the building. He looked up and found that the lights in the building had already stopped and were dark. He thought to himself, not knowing whether she was asleep.

The door downstairs was closed, and I wonder if the old lady would have any toxicity in her stomach. She got up in the middle of the night, so Fan Xian smiled bitterly and abandoned the road. He turned outside the building, and slowly pulled out his hands, clamped the wooden pillars with great force, and climbed upwards. When he reached the top, the second floor of the wooden pavilion was prominent, about two feet long. Fan Xian let out a breath, reached out to touch, and touched a small gap. He grabbed it with his index finger and middle finger. He swung his body and hung it in the air. With the force of his waist and abdomen, he swayed, and then slapped it up like a bat, tightly pressing against the outside of the window.

Fan Xian believed that the girl in the window must understand what she meant when she met during the day, so he gently pulled the window with a confident smile... he didn't move. He used some force and then pulled the window... but it still didn't open!

Lin Wan'er got into bed early, but she couldn't let her sleep. She lay under the soft and thin quilt, holding the corner of the quilt with both hands, and her big eyes were opened in the darkness, looking at the top of her head with a very clear look, not knowing what she was thinking.

She immediately heard the movement outside the window, and her heart tightened. She didn't know what to do. She never expected that the boy was so brave that he dared to come into the royal villa in the middle of the night. She should have called someone, but when she thought that if the guards rushed over, the beautiful boy would be punished for death, so she felt a little reluctant, and bit her lip tightly, not knowing what to do.

"Fortunately, the window was closed." She comforted herself in her heart, thinking that as long as the other party couldn't get in, she would naturally retreat. In this way, she would not face a situation where she didn't want to think too much, and the boy would not be so serious.

Unfortunately, things were not as good as others wished. Only a sneer from the window was pushed away by someone. A young man in black clothes held a slender dagger coated with black paint and flipped in from outside. Lin Wan'er saw this scene through the veil and subconsciously shouted out, but when she saw that face, the clean dust-covered face seen outside the temple temple's divine platform, for some reason, she swallowed the shout back.

Fan Xian moved very quickly, without a trace of shyness that a boy in his first love should have. He turned around and closed the window, then walked to the bed, lifted the gauze, and a faint fragrance began to spread in the room.

Lin Wan'er felt a little confused in her mind, but after smelling a faint fragrance, her whole spirit suddenly woke up, and then she realized that the young man had cast the incense before. She was shocked. Could this person be... the legendary flower-picking thief?

Endless regret began to surge into Lin Wan'er's heart. She opened her mouth and was about to call someone!

Fan Xian had no such consciousness at all. He was just ready to wake up the girl with joy. But when he saw that the girl was still awake, there was a look of horror in her originally confused eyes, and she opened her mouth wide. Could it be that she was about to call someone? - He woke up immediately, floated, knelt on the bed with one knee, and covered Lin Wan'er's mouth with one hand.

The palm of her palm touched her soft lips, itchy.

"Don't shout, don't shout." Fan Xian's first time in his life, he was inevitably inexperienced and said sadly: "It's me, it's me, it's me."

As if seeing that the boy had no malice, Lin Wan'er gradually calmed down. Fan Xian moved away his palm and said helplessly: "Stop calling."

Lin Wan'er suddenly thought of the two strange fragrances just now and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with my maid?" Because the maid was sleeping on the cage next to her, she should have woken up long ago when she was just moving. Fan Xian explained softly: "It's okay, this fragrance has the effect of calming the spirit and is not harmful to the body. Just let her sleep."

Lin Wan'er felt a little relieved. Looking at the clean smiling face in front of her, she was a little happy, but she was three-quarters afraid. Who is this person and what is his identity? Seeing the fear in her pupils, Fan Xian said with a heartache: "Don't be afraid, I am the doctor during the day. Didn't you agree to come tonight before leaving?"

Lin Wan'er suddenly smiled and said, "Didn't you ask me to close the window?" Seeing this beautiful beauty suddenly smiled, Fan Xian was moved, and when he looked at his lips, he had other thoughts. At this moment, his neck suddenly became cold.

A short sword was shining with cold light. The hilt of the sword was held in Lin Wan'er's hand, but the blade was placed on Fan Xian's neck!

Lin Wan'er glanced at him and suddenly felt soft and said, "No matter who you are, as long as you leave at this time, I promise not to pursue this matter."

Fan Xian had a cold sword on his neck, but his face was still smiling. He looked at her and said softly, "I'll leave later. I'm just here to see you today." After saying this, he took out a bag of oil paper from his arms, regardless of the sharp knife edge on his neck. Instead, Lin Wan'er was afraid that Wuxin would cut him, so she subconsciously moved the sword outside.

Fan Xian tore off the oil paper, took out a fragrant chicken leg from it, leaned over to her lips, and said with a smile: "I ate one of your chicken leg at Qingmiao that day. I knew you were greedy for this, so I brought it to you specifically."

Lin Wan'er was so amused and cried, thinking that when was this time, the boy was still so chaotic. If the guards found a strange man in their room, the two of them would be finished. He said in a trembling voice: "Please, go quickly."

Fan Xiannen was still planning to tease the other party according to Xiaoyan's routine, but seeing that the lady of the Lin family was so anxious, she felt soft and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." This sentence felt something wrong as soon as she said. Why is it very similar to the lines that the flower picker often said in martial arts novels in previous life?

Sure enough, Lin Wan'er's expression changed drastically. She put the sword on his neck and said in a trembling voice: "I don't care who you are. If I want to speak frivolously to me, I will just go on a sword."
Chapter completed!