Chapter 11 Why do you need to escape the summer heat

If you are an ordinary adult, chatting with a dementia who is only a few years old and intelligent, you may easily get bored. But Fan Xian is different. Fan Xian was lying in bed and unable to move in the last period of his previous life. When practicing that strange domineering skill in this life, he often fell into a semi-vegetative state, so his patience is excellent. In addition, he feels pity for the mentally retarded brother-in-law in front of him, so he can patiently smile while chatting with Dabao.

In Fan Xian's heart, this fat man who was a little slow to act was really much cuter and trustworthy than other people in Kyoto.

"I said to Big Brother, why are Dabao so fat but you are so thin?" Dabao frowned, as if he was troubled by this problem very much.

Fan Xian responded with a wry smile: "First, you are my elder brother, and I will be your brother-in-law in the future. Second, I am not thin, but Dabao is a little fat."

Dabao shook his head, yawned, took a piece of Jiangnan soft cake from the table beside him and put it in his mouth. He chewed it hard, and said in a speechless manner: "Dabao is not fat, he just likes to eat it."

Seeing that the prime minister had not conveyed his intentions, Fan Xian rolled his eyes and leaned into his brother-in-law's ear and said, "Bao, when will I take you out for fun?"

"What are you playing...?" Dabao said happily: "I want to play polo."

"Hmm?" Fan Xian had a headache and thought that he was really trying to do something for him. He thought he was taking his brother-in-law to get rid of the summer, and by the way, he dragged Wan'er out of the royal villa with strict guards. However, he thought that this fat brother-in-law actually wanted to play polo, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Dabao, do you want to hear the story?"

Dabao's nostrils opened and shrank twice, sucked in a few breaths, and said happily: "Okay! Dabao likes to listen to stories the most."

So, a refreshing sound began to sound in the garden of the prime minister's house. This sound was telling a story. The story was about a beautiful Snow White and seven dwarfs living happily in a forest. One day, Snow White went to pick up small mushrooms...

"Somewhat unexpected." Prime Minister Lin Ruofu looked over there through the window and smiled slightly, "Do you think he is pretending?"

Yuan Hongdao shook his head: "It's not like. Seeing Mr. Fan's smile on his face is extremely sincere, it should be from the bottom of his heart."

"Yes." Lin Ruofu sighed, "Please come in."

After entering the Prime Minister's private residence, Fan Xian was a little nervous. When he walked into the Prime Minister's private study, he saw his future father-in-law's face for the first time. He couldn't help but tremble slightly with his right finger. After all, the death of the other party's only normal son was inseparable from him. But his face was still respectful and calm: "Gourmet to Uncle Lin."

It is a very particular thing to call the Prime Minister, and it is not suitable to call the Prime Minister. It is not beautiful to call the Old Master. It is said that the Uncle can bring the Fan family closer to the Lin family, and also vaguely show the closeness that this marriage will bring in advance.

Lin Ruofu looked at Fan Xian's calm face and was a little satisfied with the boy's performance. After a little consideration, he said, "I'll invite Mr. Fan to come today. I think Mr. Fan understands what it means."

Fan Xian quickly responded with a smile: "It's good if you call your nephew's name."

Lin Ruofu nodded: "Fan Xian... do you have any opinions on this marriage?"

Fan Xian thought about what he could have, but he was too happy and a hint of shyness appeared on his face. Seeing his expression, Lin Ruofu felt more at ease in his heart and smiled and said, "You have also seen that after Gong'er goes, I have only one son and one daughter, Chen'er will marry you. You must treat her well."

Fan Xian lowered his head and responded in a deep voice, without any delay.

"The older generation will always have the day to go." Lin Ruofu suddenly said in a clear voice: "If I take the liberty and say, if one day in the future, I will entrust my son to you, will you have this responsibility?"

Fan Xian pondered for a moment, stood up, hugged his fists and said, "It's natural."

"In the future, we will be a family. So I can explain some things in front of you." Lin Ruofu looked at the boy's eyes. He seemed to want to look deep in his heart and said word by word: "Although I rarely meet Wan'er, she is my daughter after all, and her surname is Lin, so she must consider the Lin family. Once the marriage is over, I believe Lord Si Nanbo also understands that you and I are in a relationship of mutual prosperity. I hope that in the future, you must always remember your identity, and from now on, what you have to protect will no longer be the Fan family, but also the interests of the Lin family."

This is indeed straightforward, but only in this way can it show that the Prime Minister finally nodded his head for this marriage. Fan Xian felt joy in his heart. Although marrying Wan'er was a matter of the palace to handle the matter, it would naturally be more legitimate to get the approval of his father-in-law.

Just thinking about the other meanings in these words, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little headache. The father-in-law who Chuchu met obviously had given up the East Palace, but he didn't know if he was going to lean on the second prince. Everyone said that the Fan Mansion and Prince Jing Mansion were the help of the second prince, but Fan Xian knew that his father's thoughts were much more complicated.

I have little talk about nothing, only saying that after the trip to the prime minister's house was successfully over, Lin Wan'er finally took a look at the empty space and entered the palace. She was filial to the empress dowager for a long time, and somehow she told the emperor's uncle who was an iron-faced person in the past. After receiving the order, she could finally leave the royal family courtyard and go around.

Lin Wan'er's body was recovering very well under the careful care of Fan Xian and the imperial doctors. She could have gone out for a long time. Although the root cause of the disease has not been removed, it is not a big deal to hide in a small building and become a united state. So when she heard that the palace had finally opened a ban, Fan Xian was overjoyed. Early the next morning, she rushed to the royal palace with her carriage and all the things she had prepared, waiting outside the royal palace.

I don’t know how long I waited, but the yard finally became lively. First, a few guards took the lead, then a few old mothers led them, and a few pretty maids opened the way. Finally, Lin Wan'er walked out from inside with the support of the big maid Siqi.

Lin Wan'er was wearing a refreshing white single skirt and a ground hat surrounded by Longxi bamboo on her head. This hat was extremely light, and there was a thin layer of gauze on the bottom edge of the hat, covering the sunlight and covering her beautiful face. Only the joy in the corners of her eyebrows, eyes, lips and lips were faintly visible.

Fan Xian went forward, but the old mothers began to get nervous when they saw this new son-in-law, and bravely blocked the princess like fighting the flood. Several pairs of eyes looked at him fiercely.

Fan Xian was furious and thought that I would be disturbed by you guys when I was in a relationship. I really annoyed myself. I will give you some laxatives. I will stare at you so hard that you can't go out of the toilet!

Lin Wan'er glanced at him a little apologized, but twisted the big maid beside her hard. Siqi was in pain and almost screamed, thinking whom she had offended? But she understood the lady's meaning, so she quickly stepped forward and said to her son-in-law: "Young Master Fan, let's go in two separate ways. See you at the Xicheng Summer Resort."

The summer resort is a royal summer garden, about twenty miles west of Kyoto. If Lin Wan'er hadn't been on a trip today, Fan Xian would not be qualified to enter and enjoy his happiness.

Fan Xian snorted coldly, but he also knew that before getting married, if she had been in the same carriage with Wan'er, she would be ashamed and those old ladies would be crazy, so he stopped talking, but gave Ruoruo a wink at his side. Ruoru understood, smiled slightly, walked to his future sister-in-law, gently held Lin Wan'er's hand, said a few words, and then followed the group of people in the other courtyard to get on the carriage in the palace.

"Brother, being a prince consort... is really annoying." Fan Sizhe looked at Fan Xian sympathetically from the side.

"Come on autumn." Fan Xian sighed: "It should be fine to let your sister follow her sister-in-law. Those damn old mothers would never think that lilies would bloom in the carriage."

"What is lily?"

“A holy plant.”

We walked very early on both sides and left the door just dawn. But when the convoy arrived at the summer resort, the sun had already woken up, as warm as a comrade, shining on everything on the earth with great enthusiasm.

Fortunately, the royal palace had already considered these issues. The delicate royal family refused to accept the enthusiasm of the sun, so the villa was built next to the dense forest, looking at the lake next to the mountains, shading the sun in the wind, and the lake surface was calm, but the breeze still blew slowly, taking away the last trace of dryness in the forest, and making everyone feel refreshed.

Fan Xian stood on the grass by the lake, looking at the scenery in front of him, and was amazed in his heart that the activities of the emperor's family's farm stay were indeed different, and the living benefits were much higher than those of ordinary ministers.

When he entered the summer resort, he didn't know what trick Ruoruo used, but he actually moved the royal guards and left all the old wives in the front village for tea and horses to hang them. Only a group of young people were left by the lake. The guards either stood or sat in the distance and stood guard. The maids rarely came out to play, chattering non-stop, but they reduced the quietness of the lake by three points. However, without fish-eyed beads disturbing Qingxing, Fan Xian still felt very comfortable.

He was a little far away from everyone, and then gritted his teeth and grimaced his face to drive away the big maid Siqi. Fan Xian was finally able to stay alone with Wan'er for a while.

"It's really difficult." Fan Xian sighed, and his right hand crawled through the green grass like a snake, grabbing Wan'er's soft little hand like lightning, but his face was still calmly looking at the lake, "It's really difficult to meet the girl."
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