Chapter 61 The Little In Boots

Fan Xian looked at the little girl and wanted to escape. He pulled Hongcheng's sleeve and was about to play with his second son over the wall. Unexpectedly, a servant came out of nowhere and saluted to the two with a bitter face and said, "Criminal Master, the prince knows you have come out, let you go to see him."

Prince Li Hongcheng took a breath after hearing this, and was extremely distressed and regretful, but he had no choice but to go first. He just looked at Fan Xian and smiled bitterly before leaving. The emotions inside were indescribable.

Fan Xian naturally understood that the prince was still resentful of him for breaking his marriage with Ruoruo, but he didn't have any of these things, so he had to shake his head.

Under the stone steps outside the courtyard, only him and Roujia were left. Fan Xian knew that he could no longer run away, so he smiled gently, looked at Hongcheng's figure and said, "How come your brother, a noble young man who was so elegant back then, has he become like this now."

When Roujia saw him talking to him, her little face was filled with uncontrollable joy, and she stuttered a little, "......... after being closed... for a long time... she cursed people every day... she became more and more like her father."

Fan Xian was stunned and thought to himself that he was indeed looking at the prince through the crack in the door and did not look down on him, but he could see that he was different from those in the general power field. This character was naturally inherited by King Jing. The so-called struggle, one can win or lose, is the truth.

He gestured and asked the princess to go first.

Roujia pulled the skirt under her big red jacket, lowered her head slightly, and walked slowly in front of her.

Fan Xian followed her, while walking, he looked at the girl who was gradually spitting out the flower stamens, and looked at the soft silk on her temples in the wind, and his heart moved slightly.

"Sister Roujia, is there anything new in girls' schools recently?"

"Brother Xian, no."

"Sister Roujia..."

"Brother Xian..."

The two of them spoke in a mess. Sister Roujia was shouting more and more casually. The little girl's brother Xian never stopped. She walked slowly forward like this, walking through the cold garden, the cold path, the pavilion with the remaining snow, and the rockery in the water.

Princess Roujia walked down and replied in a low voice. But she couldn't help but look back at it, then turned back as if she was frightened.

Fan Xian sighed in his heart, accelerated a few steps, walked to her side, and walked side by side with her.

Princess Roujia felt the presence of the young man beside her and was shocked. Her walking posture became stiffer, and her fingers pinching the skirt were slightly pressed.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "This world is really wonderful. How could he have thought that you were my cousin? It was appropriate to call Brother Xian."

As soon as these words were said, Princess Roujia felt panic and a few blush appeared on her face. She stopped talking, but just kept silent. The cousins ​​knew exactly what Fan Xian meant - Qinglu wrote clearly, which was like their relationship. Ignoring whether Fan Xian had that thought, but... it was impossible.

Since Princess Roujia first met Fan Xian at the age of twelve, she has always liked to look at Fan Xian. Whether under the grape trellis in the royal palace, in the autumn grass garden in the Cangshan courtyard, she always likes to look at Fan Xian.

The love of her youngest daughter has never faded after Fan Xian got married. Although she dared not ask for her father, she always had the possibility of having a special case of two wives in the future. But who knew that such big news would emerge in Kyoto in the future - Brother Xian is his cousin!

From that day on, Roujia knew that this was impossible. How could the feelings of two years fade away? Today, after seeing his favorite brother Xian, he became flustered again. When he heard Fan Xian say this, he knew that the other party was reminding him.

But Princess Roujia was a girl only fourteen years old after all. Listening to Fan Xian’s gentle but serious reminder, she did not turn her head and glar at him resentfully like a powerful woman in Kyoto. She did not snort coldly... She just buried her head lower and refused to speak.

A crystal clear teardrop fell from her long eyelashes and dripped on the bluestone slab at her feet.

Fan Xian was dumbfounded. When he saw the girl crying, he didn't know what to do.

Roujia walked forward again, and Fan Xian quickly followed behind him.

All the way Roujia lowered her head and cried, but she bit her lips stubbornly, and refused to make some noises when she died.

Fan Xian was both pity, love and angry. Just when he didn't know how to solve it, he suddenly found that Roujia stopped and turned around and looked at him seriously.

Fan Xian smiled, stretched out his fingers, and knocked the tears from the girl's face down.

Roujia was still as gentle as in previous years. He looked at Fan Xian and said, "Brother Xian, please let me know."

"What's the matter? As long as I can do it." Fan Xian said seriously.

"I know... you tried to break the marriage between Sister Ruoruo and Brother." Roujia lowered her head, twisted her fingers and twisted her lips with her rukig into the corner of the light pink lips, and wrinkled countless wrinkles of worries in the corner of the light pink skirt.

Fan Xian was stunned. Unexpectedly, the little girl's family actually saw this matter so clearly: "What?"

Roujia was blessed with a gentle voice, and his voice remained in his voice: "In the future, we will definitely give Roujia a marriage... If Roujia is not happy, please give Brother Yi more care."

The marriage between the powerful and powerful Kyoto involves too many political transactions, such as Fan Xian’s marriage and Fan Ruoruo’s unsuccessful marriage. With Princess Roujia, her marriage was naturally arranged by the nobles in the palace and even the queen mother.

Fan Xian opened his mouth wide, but after a while, he nodded in depressedness, knowing that he had been forced to take on a heavy burden again. The world is really strange. Others are all matchmakers, but only he is, and he has become a strong man who has broken marriage.

After Roujia said this, she nodded again when she saw him nodding, as if she had used up all the courage she had previously plucked up. She suddenly felt sad again. She glanced at him deeply, turned her head and carried her skirt, and quickly walked towards the front mansion, ignoring Fan Xian again.

Fan Xian touched the back of his head and looked at Princess Roujia's figure, looked at her lowered her head, and still cried quietly. He felt really uncomfortable in his heart, thinking that this little girl's house is really troublesome than the other.

In the corridor behind Taiji Hall of the Imperial Palace, facing the high palace walls behind, and winter trees under the palace walls. The palace is very tightly guarded, especially when it is close to the inner palace, it is strictly forbidden for people to make noise, and it is even more impossible for someone to do anything too presumptuous here.

But when those palace maids and eunuchs who were walking around saw the young official stretching and doing leg pressing exercises under the corridor, no one dared to come forward to scold, and no one dared to remind him.

It is impossible for the inner palace to have young officials to enter. If there is, there will be only one person, and only he will dare to be so casual and comfortable in the palace.

Under the corridor, the young official took back his legs pressed against the large cylinder, looked back at the middle-aged eunuch who looked awkward, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and scolded: "Smile! This palace is so big, your legs will naturally be sore. I don't know why you guys have such good legs and feet."

This young official is naturally Fan Xian. It is known to everyone in the world that he was the emperor's illegitimate son, and the holy favors have never been added over the years. He has a harmonious relationship with all the nobles and eunuchs in the palace. He also had a lot of injuries in the palace for a month, so the palace maids and eunuchs were used to his existence in the palace.

Only he has the courage to do radio gymnastics in the inner palace.

Today, I accompanied Wan'er back to the palace. As soon as I entered the palace, Wan'er was kept by the queen mother and refused to let her go again. She said she wanted to keep her most beloved granddaughter for the night. Fan Xian had no choice but to walk into the palace with all kinds of gifts. This time, I walked past one after the capital. Now I came to another one. I was really bored, so I took a break and rested in the corridor behind the Tai Chi Hall.

The eunuch who accompanied him and held a bunch of gift boxes was Eunuch Dai. He heard Fan Xian scolding him. He was not surprised but happy, and said with a smile: "Mr. Little Fan is a ninth-grade master. Where can we slaves compare to?"

Eunuch Dai was also a very favored person at that time. Although he was a man from Concubine Shu, he was the one who was doing the important task of proclaiming the imperial edicts to the various prefectures. However, because of his nephew's relationship, Fan Xian and the second prince were involved in the struggle between Fan Xian and the second prince, so he was released from his idle position. Later, because of the assassination of the Hanging Temple, he was forced to the sidelines. If he had spent another two years, he would probably die without a straw mat.

It was all a pity that Fan Xian kept saying good things for him. The emperor still remembered his good service back then, so he spared his life and asked him to return to the inner palace to do some leisure time.

For Eunuch Dai, Fan Xian was his savior, and even half of his master, a more important figure than Concubine Shu, who dared not serve him attentively.

Fan Xian's boots were hot, so he didn't even pull them all, so he just pulled them to the other end of the corridor.

Eunuch Dai glanced at his feet and said in embarrassment: "Sir, it's better to pay more attention to the palace."

Fan Xian looked at him and was about to make a few more jokes when he suddenly saw several eunuchs walking at the end of the corridor. One of them was young and had a familiar face, with a very high face, and a arrogant look. The few eunuchs behind him followed him half-hunched, looking like slaves.

"It's Eunuch Hong." Eunuch Dai calmed down and reminded Fan Xian.

Fan Xian frowned slightly, and without saying anything, he directly met him.

The people on both sides met in the middle of the corridor. Fan Xian looked clearly at the acne on the face of the arrogant young eunuch. Without saying a word, he stood there and looked at each other coldly.

Hong Zhu was stunned. He knew that Fan Xian was waiting for him to salute him...but he was now the eunuch of the Eastern Palace, and His Majesty occasionally asked him to help with things in the imperial study room recently, which was more glorious than when he was holding a book in the imperial study room. Who in this palace disrespects him? Even if he entered the palace, he was polite to him. Except for Grand Secretary Shu, no minister dared to wait for him to salute first.

He knew Fan Xian, of course he knew that Fan Xian was not an ordinary minister, but looking at Fan Xian's cold look mixed with disdain, his face turned red and he refused to bow his head first.

The double convenience is here.

The three or four eunuchs who followed Hong Zhu were too low-ranking, but they had never seen Fan Xian at all. How could they know that this young official was the powerful little Mr. Fan. Looking at this scene, he was anxious to stand up for Mr. Xiao Hong and said shrillly: "Why is this master walking around in the palace ban area?"

Eunuch Dai hid behind Fan Xian and laughed. He no longer had his status as he had in the past. He was bullied by Hong Zhu and others in the palace. At this time, he was so happy that he could not say anything. He was about to say something, but Fan Xian waved his hand to stop him.

Fan Xian looked at the little eunuchs behind Hong Zhu with a smile and said with a funny look: "It's not long after entering the palace? There are not many people in the palace who don't know the official... I didn't go around, but just went to Shufang Palace to meet him."

As expected, a few eunuchs who had just entered the palace had not long been able to hear the meaning of this. They said with their necks straight: "What a courage, where is Shufang Palace? Why are you staying in this corridor? Carefully, Eunuch Hong called the guards to beat you out!"

He was making a big splash for his master, but he didn't know that he was causing trouble for his master. As expected, Hong Zhu saw the smile on Fan Xian's face becoming more and more gentle, and his face changed immediately. He was shocked, afraid and annoyed. He turned around and scolded the little eunuchs, and then he slowly bowed to Fan Xian and said, "I have met Mr. Fan."

As soon as the words "Little Fan" were spoken, the eunuchs immediately knew... they were finished! They looked at Fan Xian with horror on their faces, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Fan Xian was too lazy to see the little eunuchs. He just stared at Hong Zhu's face and said sarcastically: "My father, Shangshu Fan, so people call me Little Fan. What kind of slave is you, Eunuch Hong from? Eunuch Hong knew this and carefully peeled you!"

Hong Zhu looked frightened and cruel, staring at Fan Xian with hatred, without saying a word.

"Put your mouth." Fan Xian frowned.

Hong Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "The slave is from the Eastern Palace, and Lord Xiao Fan is a court official, so he can't take care of the palace, right?"

Fan Xian didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.

Forced by those two eyes, Hong Zhu had no choice but to slap himself in the face.

After the slap fell, Eunuch Dai behind Fan Xian was very happy and was about to promote it in the palace tonight. However, the eunuchs behind Hong Zhu were scared to death. They all knew the status of Eunuch Hong in the palace, but they didn't know that it was just a word from Lord Xiao Fan, so they could only slap themselves.

It seems... this Xiao Hong is indeed not as powerful as Lord Xiao Fan.

Fan Xian leaned to the side, blocking Eunuch Dai's view, and took advantage of the opportunity that the young prisoners were kneeling on the ground to wink at Hongzhu.

Hong Zhu saw it clearly, but was complaining in her eyes, saying that she could not find a convenient place to speak at this time.

Fan Xian nodded and said coldly: "Get out."

So Hong Zhu brushed her sleeves and took a few eunuchs to the other end of the corridor with annoyed and shy.

Looking at this scene, Eunuch Dai smiled at Fan Xianmei and said, "Let this dog slave be arrogant no matter how arrogant you are. Relying on the emperor and the queen like him, you will be blind in the palace."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's really not easy to come by in this palace. If you go to Shufang Palace later, I still have to pay attention to my appearance."
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