"Mr. Tisi, I don't know if you still remember that there was a murder case in Danzhou five years ago and it has not been solved."

Fan Xian's hand that was closing the box did not pause for a moment, but he was slightly surprised. Of course he remembered the murder case. It was Fan Xian's first murder in two lives. Until today, the cold chestnuts that burst out from the assassin's throat seemed to stimulate Fan Xian's palm.

"I know what you are talking about." Fan Xian frowned and said, "Does this matter have anything to do with you and me?"

Yan Bingyun smiled strangely: "The assassin is under his jurisdiction everywhere. It is precisely because of this that I was driven to the north to be a mouse."

"So you hate me?" Fan Xian fell into silence. After a while, he suddenly laughed extremely happily: "I thought. You should thank me."

"Why?" The dizziness on his head faded a little. Yan Bingyun felt a little surprised and immediately replied to his indifference.

Fan Xian stared at his eyes and said word by word: "Because I can see that you are born a spy in your bones, and you like this kind of life... I think the past four years of lurking in Northern Qi, and being nervous day and night, is a very exciting and fulfilling life for you."

Yan Bingyun said: "If you like it, you can also try it."

Fan Xian smiled, carried the medicine box, walked out of the wing room like a doctor, closed the door with his backhand. He shrugged his shoulders easily, and pulled the pill from his nails into the corner of the box, warning himself in his heart that he would use pills on his own people, only once, there was no such example. Yan Bingyun was indeed powerful, and under the influence of Ge Luofang, he could wake up immediately. If he knew that he had used the means, he would be afraid that the relationship between the two would be difficult to be harmonious.

The story heard from Yan Bingyun's mouth made Fan Xian feel a little touched. At the same time, Fan Xian felt very comforted when he knew the real reason why the other party disliked him.

Unexpectedly, he had such a strange relationship with Yan Bingyun. Five years ago, because of the attempted murder in Danzhou, Yan Bingyun was driven to the northern border and finally became the secret spy leader of the Supervision Bureau in Northern Qi. Five years later, he actually came to pick him up and returned to China in person. Thinking of this, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing. Things in this world really can't be said to be reincarnated one day.

"Sir, Boss Sheng is here to bring wine." A subordinate asked for instructions.

Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "You guys go on, I don't want to see him." The subordinate responded and went out. Fan Xian frowned and then taught Mr. Cui. Xinyang had a letter. The eldest princess was chasing him. Just as she was thinking, Wang Qinian came in from outside, holding a letter in his hand, and whispered: "The letter brought by Sheng Huairen."

Fan Xian tore open his mouth and read it carefully. A trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows. He said to himself, "What are these people playing?" He raised his eyebrows and entered the backyard.

Yan Bingyun was very alert. When Fan Xian pushed open the door, his hand had already touched the sword beside him.

"Relax." Fan Xian looked at him with his eyes closed and said, "No one here would want to assassinate you."

Yan Bingyun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Fan Xian's face, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said, "What medicine do you use for me? Why is my head a little dizzy?"

"I used some calming potions." Fan Xian explained calmly: "Your mental loss is too great. If you want to recover as soon as possible, you need a good sleep. I just didn't expect that your body and muscles can already resist the medicine and it is not of much use, which is a pity."

Dandan's words covered up the previous drug-absorbing incident. Fan Xian's face was really the best disguise for conspiracy.

Yan Bingyun knew that the other party had to ask something when he turned around and entered the room. His eyes fell on his hands and frowned and said, "Mr. Fan. What's the matter?"

Fan Xian shook the letter in his hand and said with a smile: "The Princess's letter."

Yan Bingyun was a little surprised, but he didn't show it on his face, and said lightly: "What does this have to do with the Xiaguan?"

"Before returning to Beijing, you were still the chief spy commander of the Qing State Supervision Bureau in Northern Qi." Fan Xian said with a smile: "So if the court wants to do things, I naturally have to ask for your opinions."

"Sir, please speak." Yan Bingyun remained silent.

After Fan Xian explained the content of Xinyang's two consecutive letters clearly, Yan Bingyun frowned, and a few silver threads were in his eyebrows. He looked a little weak. He asked softly: "Why should the eldest princess care about these things?"

Fan Xian said: "I'm just here to ask for your opinion. Should the yard interfere in this matter?"

Yan Bingyun shook his head: "The yard wants Sean to die, but the eldest princess wants us to cooperate with Uesugi to rescue Sean. These are two opposite purposes, how can we cooperate?"

Fan Xian sat down, looked at Yan Bingyun's cold face and said, "I won't discuss this issue for now. I need to know from your mouth what the current dynasty of the Northern Qi Dynasty looks like."

Yan Bingyun glanced at him and stretched out three fingers and said, "Three sides are the empress dowager, the other is the emperor, and the other is Uesugi Tiger... However, since Uesugi Tiger has been transferred back to Shangjing, his strength has been damaged too much. He must choose one between the empress dowager and the emperor."

The simple and rough words were made with full confidence - Fan Xian silently signaled him to continue, and Yan Bingyun continued: "According to the words of the lord, if Sean was Uesugi Tiger's adoptive father, and the Kuhe National Master wanted Sean to die, it seemed that Uesugi Tiger would inevitably turn to the emperor in the end."

"Why?"

"Because the Queen Mother will definitely listen to Kuhe's words."

Fan Xian subconsciously shook his eyebrows and asked hesitantly: "The Empress Dowager is indeed quite young... But does Master Kuhe still have this kind of thought?"
Chapter completed!