Chapter 44 Love in Times

"I often miss you these days." Fan Xian said without hesitation, "Since Qingmiao met you, I really want to see you."

Lin Wan'er said shyly: "What nonsense are you talking about! I am..." She bit her teeth and said: "I have promised someone, let alone how can you steal into the woman's boudoir in the middle of the night? It's too rude."

"You promised the Fan family, I know." Fan Xian looked at her with a smile.

Lin Wan'er thought of the scene when she first met this young man, and the complex feelings of the two of them silently looking at each other, and felt a pain in her heart, and said, "Since you know, don't you leave? Could it be that you really want someone to kill you?"

Fan Xian stopped teasing her, looked at her and said seriously: "I... am Fan Xian."

The dead silence lasted for no reason. Fan Xian felt a little embarrassed, but found a tear dripping from Lin Wan'er's eyes. She quickly wiped it away and whispered: "Young Master, please respect yourself."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "What I said is true, how can you believe it?"

Lin Wan'er looked at this face and calmed down for a long time before whispering: "Are you... Mr. Fan?"

Fan Xian smiled and nodded, but Miss Lin still had an unbelievable expression. At this time, the moon in the sky had already broken free from the constraints of the clouds, revealing her bright face, sprinkling a faint luster on the ground, and a little bit of clear light came in from the window, covering a man and a woman on and under the bed.

"It's really me." Fan Xian said softly.

Lin Wan'er couldn't believe what she heard. She was so excited that she couldn't help but cough again. She had long since she had thrown the sword in her hand. She coughed and asked, "Are you the one who fights black fist in the Fan family?"

Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, looking at her weak appearance, stretched out her wrist with pain, and handed Duan Zhenqi over, carefully scrubbing the pulse in her body for her, listening to the three words "Black Fist", and smiled bitterly: "I just hit it twice."

Lin Wan'er gradually believed it a little, and her joy floated on her cheeks and asked again: "Are you the one who is always here for a long time to be a guest in the miserable autumn?"

Fan Xian continued to smile bitterly: "I'm so anxious that I write... I don't count, don't count."

Lin Wan'er's eyes gradually became clear: "You, you... are you really you?"

Fan Xian wanted to go crazy. He cried and said, "I came with my sister today. If I were not Fan Xian, how could my sister help a strange man see her future sister-in-law?"

Lin Wan'er thought to herself, and covered her mouth and smiled, but immediately thought of another question and said angrily: "Then did you go to Qing Temple last time to see me?" Lin Wan'er was extremely angry when she thought of the boy keeping everything in the dark. She thought that it was this hateful guy who caused her to worry about gains and losses these days, and even thought about such unethical things, she wanted to beat the boy...

When Fan Xian saw her expression, he knew what the other party was thinking. He quickly explained: "Swear to the sky. I met the lady for the first time in Qing Temple. It was a coincidence. Not to mention that at that time, I didn't know the identity of the lady until I saw her in the morning." He looked at Lin Wan'er's beautiful face with a smile and said softly: "All this is fate."

Lin Wan'er lowered her head in shame, broke her wrist out of Fan Xian's hand, and whispered: "Then why are you going to come to see me with Sister Fan today?"

Fan Xian was stunned and thought to himself that he wanted to tell you that after he was about to cure Miss Lin's family, he made a fuss about the marriage escape? He didn't dare to say this, so he replied softly: "I heard that Miss Lin's family is in poor health. He couldn't see her, so he had to come and take a look... but he didn't know that it turned out to be a chicken leg girl I met in Qing Temple."

Lin Wan'er spat lightly, thinking how she called out so badly?

Fan Xian smiled and pointed to the chicken legs that were resting on the side, saying, "Do you want to eat it now?"

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed, responding: "You can eat it yourself, I'm not that greedy."

Fan Xian suddenly had a sharp ear tremble, and he heard someone getting up downstairs. He seemed to be coming upstairs. He frowned and said, "Someone is coming."

Lin Wan'er was anxious and thought that even if you were your future husband. But if someone saw him, how could you see someone? She pushed him and said, "Then go out quickly." Fan Xian thought that he had worked hard in the middle of the night, how could he just leave like this? He smiled wickedly on his face, and he crawled into the quilt as soon as he flipped over. The bed was huge, the quilt was huge, and the room was so dark. If someone looked at it from the outside, he would really not be able to see any abnormality.

When Lin Wan'er found that Fan Xian had entered his quilt, she was shocked, but she didn't have time to do anything else. She heard someone touching her. It turned out that it was the old lady who had pulled her stomach several times during the day. Lin Wan'er slid into the quilt with shame and hurry, facing her body outside, pretending to be asleep.

The old lady looked at it and found that nothing was abnormal. She muttered a few words in a low voice, feeling a little dizzy, as if she was sleepy again, so she turned around and went downstairs.

Lin Wan'er hit the back with an elbow, lowered her voice and shouted ashamed: "You are leaving, why don't you go out quickly."

After finally kissing Xiangze, Fan Xian, who was thanking the old nanny for the first time, did not make any sense to leave immediately. He said with a salivating face: "If you are sleepy, lie down again."

Only then did Lin Wan'er realize that her future husband was actually a scoundrel in her bones, and she said angry and annoyed: "This... how can this work?"

Fan Xian chuckled, approached her body a little, smelling the faint fragrance of her nose, feeling relaxed and happy, and said, "Why can't it?"

"This...this...this...this is heard from me, how can I see people?" Lin Wan'er hid her head in the quilt, feeling the heat behind her, and moved forward again.

Fan Xian sighed, afraid that the girl would be so scared that she would move out of the bed, which would catch a cold, so she had to get up, full of desire and dissatisfaction with her desires. She sat down to the edge of the bed and grabbed the girl's slightly cool hand. Lin Wan'er struggled and couldn't break free, so she let him go, thinking that as long as you don't lie on the bed, it would be a blessing.

Fan Xian looked at her slightly closed eyes and said softly: "I found that I am really lucky in my life."

"Huh?" Lin Wan'er opened her eyes curiously, looking at him with a clear look.

"I fell in love with a girl. Before I fell in love with this girl, this girl was already my wife who had never left the house. Do you think this would happen? Doesn't it mean that I'm lucky?" Fan Xian explained with a smile, Qingyi's face was full of joy.

Lin Wan'er asked curiously: "If...If..."

"If what?"

"Forget it, nothing."

Lin Wan'er bit her lower lip and suppressed the doubts in her heart.

"There is something I want to tell you." Fan Xian looked at the faint sweat under her forehead and said with a heartache: "During the day, I said it's true, your body is now. Now you must take good care of it. The kind of porridge and side dishes are good for the stomach and intestines, but it is not helpful for tuberculosis."

The girl was surprised today, and a crystal heart was already trembling. When she heard the word tuberculosis, she immediately thought of her own disease. Instead, she became depressed. Her mood was a little dim and she said sadly: "The imperial doctor has seen it and said that this disease is not easy to treat. Although it is cold tuberculosis, she will not be able to surpass others, but... if she is really with you in the future, she will be tiring you."

Fan Xian suddenly looked at her seriously: "Goat milk, chicken legs. The prescription I prescribe and the pills I left for you later. Take it slowly according to the method I said, and you will definitely be able to maintain your body."

Lin Wan'er sighed: "Even the imperial doctor can't cure it, it's just dragging it out for a year."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "My medical skills are naturally not as good as the imperial doctor. Even if my teacher is in Beijing, I am afraid that you will only take some non-spoken methods. Your status is noble. I am afraid that the nobles in the palace will not dare to use it. However, the diet I mentioned is something that the imperial doctors cannot imagine. In addition, as long as you keep your body well, when the teacher returns to Beijing, he will definitely get many precious medicinal materials when he goes to the border patrol this time. You will naturally have hope for your local diseases. This treatment is part of the treatment, and the medicine is another part. Don't look at the countless rare medicinal materials in the palace. But it is really good, I am afraid it is not as good as my teacher's collection."

Lin Wan'er heard his earnest words and felt moved in her heart, and she whispered: "Please trouble Mr. Fan."

Fan Xian was stunned and thought, why do you have to be more accustomed to speaking at this time? After all, he doesn't understand the woman's mind. Once he confirms that the man in front of him is his future husband, Lin Wan'er will naturally be more reserved when speaking. This is a woman's characteristic. He was a little surprised and said with a smile: "You still call me Mr. Fan?"

Lin Wan'er said curiously: "What's that called?" She suddenly understood his meaning, her face turned red with shame, turned her back and stopped looking at him, and said in a loud voice of mosquitoes: "Then you have to change your name after getting married."

"I mean, you can call me Brother Fan." Fan Xian said with a smile.

Only then did Lin Wan'er realize that she was fooled by the other party. She was ashamed and annoyed. She wanted to reach out to fight, but she thought that she had only met this man twice and was still a stranger. She stopped. Fan Xian looked at her thin shoulders and said, "After getting married, let's go to Cangshan, where there is a higher altitude and a hot spring, which is the best for you to recuperate."

Lin Wan'er was slightly embarrassed when she heard the word "broken" and nodded slightly, but she didn't understand what altitude meant. She thought of another thing and asked softly: "Mr. Fei is really your teacher?"

"Yes." Fan Xian smiled and said, "I always thought that since Teacher Fei was working in the Supervision Office, he should be a very low-key person. Who knew that he had such a great reputation in Kyoto."

Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "He was a hero of the country during the Northern Expedition and Western Expedition. Of course he is famous, but people in the world are afraid of his use of poison, so they always hide away." She looked at Fan Xian's beautiful face and asked curiously: "How could Lord Fei be your teacher?"

Fan Xian shrugged and said, "Miss Lin, I guess there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Now I haven't even figured it out. If you want to marry me in the future, I'm afraid you will encounter many troubles, but you have to think about it."

Lin Wan'er smiled and shook her head. She also knew that there were many exchanges and redistributions of interests hidden after this marriage, so she was very resistant at the beginning, so she became aggravated by the condition. But since she found that God had eyes today, the son of the Fan family was... The one in front of her was already grateful to God, so she had no other extravagant hopes. Thinking of the recent hot incident in Kyoto, she said: "Mr. Fan, sometimes I really can't understand that you are Si Nanbo's son, a student of Master Fei of the Supervision Institute, but you are proficient in poetry and prose... By the way, the sentence that sadness is always a guest in the autumn of thousands of miles. Is it really you wrote?"

Fan Xian didn't see the question on her face, but just asked a simple question, curiously asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

A hint of anger appeared on Lin Wan'er's face: "The Empress Dowager likes your sentence very much, but it has been circulated in the palace recently that the last four sentences of your poem were copied by the poet of the previous dynasty." She believed in the person in front of her very much, so she was a little angry.

Only then did Fan Xian realize that the aftermath of the poetry meeting was still unstoppable, and the lawsuit with the Guo family had not ended yet, and this kind of accusation came again. However, he was originally a copy of Lao Du, so he was not angry. Instead, he looked at his fiancée's expression a little tired and a little distressed, so he gently patted her hand and told her not to say anything else.

"I will come to see you often."

"But...what if someone finds it?"

"Yes, I'm really worried that my weird uncle would kill all those people after being discovered... This is really a problem. I have to communicate with him tomorrow." Fan Xian's hair stood up, thinking that such a terrifying thing could really happen.

Lin Wan'er looked at his face and refused to close her, but she could not stop her sleepiness in the end.

The next morning, Lin Wan'er woke up from the warm quilt in a daze, opened her eyes, rubbed her, and found that she was in great spirits. The maid came over to salute with a sweet smile, and then prepared to help her get up and wash and dress up. At this time, Lin Wan'er remembered what happened last night and exclaimed, "Ah! Where is the person?"

The maid asked curiously: "Who is it?"

Lin Wan'er said anxiously: "Did you hear any sound last night?"

"No, Miss." The maid replied seriously.

Lin Wan'er walked to the window, her long black hair was hanging straight to her hips, and she was wearing a pretty white cloth dress, looking very beautiful. She looked out the window, but found that there was no trace of that person. She couldn't help but wonder if she had just had a dream yesterday, a dream she wanted it to become a reality.

While he was thinking about it, the maid walked up to her with a half-torn oil paper bag, and said with a smirk: "Miss stealing food again. Be careful of being seen by the nanny and telling him the Majesty... Close the window quickly and don't blow the wind."
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