Fan Xian didn't expect that his grandmother would send Sisi, who was far away in Danzhou, to Kyoto. Looking at the big girl who had spent several years of peaceful time with him, he was a little happy and had a headache, and didn't know how to arrange it. Grandma's meaning was very clear, and she wanted to let herself put Sisi in the room. Judging from Sisi's appearance, she probably wouldn't choose any other solution besides this road.

"Go and have a rest first." Fan Xian tried to make himself look gentle.

But Sisi still felt that the young master in front of her seemed to become a little unfamiliar. After all, Fan Xian had received too many tests and struggles in Kyoto, and his nature was naturally calm, and he also had a little bit of unexplained temperament.

Seeing Sisi's somewhat uneasy expression, Fan Xian said with a funny look: "What are you thinking about again? After eating and drinking, the young master will take you to stroll around Beijing."

Sisi said aggrievedly: "Sisi is here to serve the young master, not to let the young master serve."

Fan Xian was so happy to hear that. He was a woman who grew up with him since childhood. He spoke and did things more directly. He was not as good as the maids of the Fan family in Kyoto. He didn't even dare to show off his anger in front of him, let alone refuting his meaning in person.

Fan Xian walked up, patted her slightly thin face gently, and said with a smile: "Chengcheng, let you serve, but even if you want to copy Astronomy" at night reading, are you going to add some jealousy to the young master?"

There is no allusion in Qingguo that Mrs. Fang Xuanling is jealous of showing her ambitions, so no one can hear the playfulness in this sentence, and Fan Xian can't help but regret that he is secretly throwing his pearls into secretly.

Sisi was embarrassed and embarrassed, and then gave a tribute and washed away under the guidance of her maid. The maids had long seen that this maid was very different from her first-class person, so she was particularly polite.

"Is this girl Sisi?"

There was no sour smell that Fan Xian had expected. Lin Wan'er only had curiosity on her face and said with a smile: "In the past, I always heard that the big girls in Danzhou were much more diligent than Siqi, and we finally met today."

After all, Qing Kingdom is still a world where men are superior to women. Although Lin Wan'er is a princess, she doesn't seem to have many ideas or sensitivity. Besides, even if Fan Xian wants to take her concubine into the house in the future, will the dignified princess still have to eat with those women? Fan Xian smiled and thought that fortunately this matter has nothing to do with him, otherwise if the little tiger is really unhappy, would her two arms still want?

"Marriage is the grave of love." Fan Xian threw out a sour sentence, "So we have to walk more and don't become a pair of zombies."

Lin Wan'er looked sad and pursed, and said pitifully: "I'm afraid of the cold."

"The snow in Cangshan is good, and the autumn and winter are especially good." Fan Xian looked at his wife with a smile. He tempted the other party like a travel agency staff. "Although the medicine the teacher gave you is very effective, and the imperial doctors were also surprised after taking the pulse, high altitudes are of great benefit to your body."

Lin Wan'er turned her head, leaned in his arms, rubbed her gently twice, and said softly: "I still don't understand what altitude means."

"It means that the level is much higher than the sea surface." Fan Xian felt that this explanation was a bit difficult to say.

"I still don't understand." Lin Wan'er said with a bitter face: "Don't go, okay? I'm so afraid of climbing mountains, I'm so afraid of the cold."

Fan Xian said angrily: "Look at how your face is now round. It's not bad to exercise more."

Lin Wan'er suddenly snatched up from his arms and said with a bitter face: "You said you like me to be fatter last night!"

Fan Xian almost burst into laughter, but still held back his seriousness and said, "It's better to turn off the lights, of course it's better to be fatter, but it's better to be thinner during the day."

Lin Wan'er groaned in anger and walked up in the corridor first. Fan Xian quickly followed her and didn't look at her face. She just took a step forward and hummed softly: "I like the fleshy body on you the most, don't you know?"

In the autumn palace, it was like a summer breeze blowing towards him. Lin Wan'er's face felt hot and red in a moment. She took two steps forward. She grabbed Fan Xian's hand and lowered her head and said, "You are not ashamed of being followed by so many people."

The two were in the palace at this time. There were a lot of old men, eunuchs, palace maids, etc., followed by them, but those people lowered their heads, and they were still a little far from Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er. I guess they didn't hear what the couple said before.

Fan Xian still looked straight ahead and said with a smile: "Madam, you have to learn from your husband how to do many earth-shaking things with your expression intact."

There are subtexts in this sentence, but Wan'er couldn't understand it very much. Today, the two entered the palace. This was the first time since the wedding. When the empresses saw Lin Wan'er coming, they shouted in their hearts and flesh, and rewarded gifts. Fan Xian refused everyone, but they just looked at the empresses who felt sorry for Lin Wan'er. This woman's family was a royal family. If the couple had conflicts in the future, wouldn't they die without a place to bury themselves?

His Majesty the Emperor has four sons, one prince and the third prince, which proves from one side that he is not a lustful person. Coincidentally, none of the many empresses in the palace gave birth to a princess. Therefore, Lin Wan'er, who has been raised in the palace since childhood, naturally became the favorite of the empresses.

Lin Wan'er was used to staying in the palace, so naturally she was not as reserved and nervous as Fan Xian first entered the palace. She seemed to be playing in the back garden at home. Fan Xian was infected by this, and the eldest princess whom she was most afraid of has returned to Xinyang, so he also rested his heart and walked around the palace with her. When talking about her vacation in Cangshan, Fan Xian had already mentioned it when he met the queen, and received the approval of the noble man in the palace.

Unexpectedly, Wan'er was a little confused guy who was afraid of the cold.

But Fan Xian's intentions were made, especially after the reversal of the New Year, the prisoner exchange between Qingguo and Northern Qi was about to officially begin. The Supervisory Office handed over through Wang Qinian, and it seemed that this matter was also related to him, so he needed a quieter place to deal with some things and prepare for some things.

It’s just a pity that when I entered the palace this time, I didn’t see the emperor’s uncle. Lin Wan’er was a little disappointed, but there were other emotions hidden under Fan Xian’s calm face.

A convoy set out from the Fan Mansion in a mighty manner. Today, Lin Xiang also came to see his beloved daughter, so the scene became bigger and bigger. The pedestrians on the street looked at the team and pointed at it. After all, the scene of Fan Lin's marriage and the wedding was shocked by half of Kyoto. I didn't expect that just a few days later, the "poetry fairy" young master of the Fan family had a fuss again.

"Why are you leaving Beijing after getting married?" An old man in the crowd frowned and asked, "Now young people rely on their wealth at home, they only know how to play around. Mr. Fan heard that Fengzheng, who is also an Imperial Academy, is going to Cangshan again?"

"Look, don't you understand?" A young man next to him laughed: "Young Master Fan is a honeymoon, so he has to choose that secluded place."

"What is honeymoon?" A sister-in-law was intrigued.

"Life means sweet as honey." Another poor man who obviously had a 700-year-old relationship with the Fan Mansion laughed and said, "I don't even know this. This is a new word invented by Mr. Fan."

The eldest sister-in-law was angry: "This word is weird, what's there to know? Besides, I'm talking about honeymoons. Since I want to stay in a secluded place for a few days, I still don't understand it. Isn't it just to be quiet, happy, and have a fat boy?"

Sitting in the carriage leaving Kyoto, Lin Wan'er, who was huddled like a cat on the left, was looking at Fan Xian with a smile on her spring-like eyes. On the left was Fan Ruoru, who was gentle and polite, was peeling the orange, carefully picking off the white silk from the orange flesh, and then spreading it into Fan Xian's lips.

Fan Xian half closed his eyes, glanced at Lin Wan'er's expression, and couldn't help frowning and said, "It's just autumn, why are you afraid of the cold and so much?"

Lin Wan'er laughed, got up, leaned over to him, opened her mouth, and came over, which made Fan Xian's heart shook slightly. But she heard her say to Ruoruo: "Good sister, please give me a bite of orange."

Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly and said, "Sister-in-law, if you can't eat oranges for this disease, you will get angry."

Lin Wan'er said with a frown: "It's so annoying."

Fan Xian failed to understand the name between his wife and sister, and asked, "One called her sister and the other called her sister-in-law. What kind of shouting is this?"

Lin Wan'er stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm used to calling my sister, before." Fan Ruoruo couldn't help laughing, pointed to his brother's nose and said, "Before you got married, my brother asked me to call my sister-in-law, so I'm used to calling me."

Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. The carriage was already warm, and after leaving Beijing, the mountain road was slightly above the top, so it was easy to make people sleepy. Lin Wan'er gradually leaned on Fan Xian's shoulder, and Ruoru also supported her jaw and leaned against the wall of the carriage to rest.

The carriage suddenly shook, shaking Wan'er on Fan Xian's shoulder. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Have you arrived?"

"How can it be so fast?" Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "Although Cangshan Villa is not as good as the villa in the palace, it is also on the mountainside. If you go out of the capital, you have to walk for three days."

Lin Wan'er looked at him calmly and asked, "I'm in a hurry to leave Beijing after marriage. What else is it because of recuperation?"
Chapter completed!