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Chapter 133: Having a Son Over the Wall(2/2)

"Rare!" The eldest princess's beautiful face turned cold, "What a bastard!"

"Isn't it?" Lin Wan'er said calmly and mocked: "Is my uncle trying to strangle you on that wall? Is your uncle killed by you now? Are you happy and depressed? I wish I could scratch my face?"

"I'm not a person who knows nothing." Lin Wan'er laughed and said, "It's just that I hate these things very much. So, mother... you are essentially a poor person who can't survive without a man, why bother to pretend?"

After a moment of silence, the eldest princess suddenly spoke coldly: "You are my daughter after all, and it has not brought any benefits. If you only anger me, will I kill you?"

"But I must admit that your words are very lethal." She suddenly sighed and gently stroked her daughter's slightly thin cheeks. She said, "I haven't been with you for long enough, so I didn't find it. My good daughter turns out that she is such a powerful character."

Lin Wan'er looked at her eyes calmly and said after a while: "I am a person without strength, so only words can be used. Maybe you will succeed, but you can't make me admire you at all."

She was very calm, proudly confident, her lips closed very tightly.

Suddenly, Dabao muttered softly beside her, "Sister, you pinched my hand sorely."

The eldest princess laughed and then said softly: "Good daughter, don't be so angry. I will let Fan Xian die in front of you. Then you will be even more angry."

She gently patted Lin Wan'er's cold cheeks.

Fan Xian found himself trapped in the ocean of people's war. Even if 80% of the Kyoto people thought he had been wronged, 20% of the people really regarded himself as an unforgivable assassination traitor, colluded with the Gentiles, and was crazy traitor.

There are too many people in Kyoto, even if they are only 20%, they are enough to form a terrifying force.

Seeing the gongs and drums, calling for government runners and soldiers to come to capture the people in their own country, Fan Xian, who was running in the streets and alleys, couldn't help but curse after smiling bitterly, and wanted to use a trumpet to ask the people of Qingguo who had regarded himself as a poet in previous years.

If I am really a bastard, what should I do when I go back to Kyoto?

Moreover, he had never imagined that although his supervisory office was closely watched by the inner court, those spies would always deliberately make some trouble to help him. But even so, even when he escaped, he still did not get rid of the princess' pursuit.

Those more than a dozen military masters were really a headache. What’s more troublesome were the Kyoto Prefecture yamen runners and officials from the Ministry of Justice. These people have been hang out in Kyoto for many years and have close ties with the people. They spared no effort to pursue them, but they actually made it impossible for a strong man like Fan Xian to stay lurking for more than a quarter of an hour.

Fan Xian leaned under a courtyard wall, squinted his eyes and looked at the darker and darker night in the world. When he saw the bright moon in the sky, he couldn't help but frown and began to curse God and the extremely excellent environmental protection work of Qingguo.

Under the bright moon and clear light, Fan Xian is also sure to disappear in the sea of ​​jail with the largest number of people mobilized and the most severe searches in Kyoto.

The slightly cool courtyard wall penetrated into his heart and lungs, calming his emotions a little, and also coughed twice. Before his injuries were healed, he forced the domineering true energy to mobilize his body. Even though he was hit by iron, he felt a little tired.

There were noisy sounds of soldiers and horses coming from the street not far away. It should be that there was another enthusiastic patriotic citizen who was guiding the government to the direction of Fan Xian's escape.

If he was just escaping, Fan Xian had enough confidence that he could even fight guerrillas with the eldest princess in Kyoto for half a month, but he was sure that he would not be caught. He could even slowly assassinate those important enemies one by one, like a spring dream without scar.

However... his wife and relatives were under house arrest in the palace. Outside the palace, he had some concerns and had to rush to find a place where peace can be made, contact his own forces, obtain precious information, and follow the right way to escape from the treacherous path.

At present, the princess's persistent pursuit is obviously impossible to find a stable temporary residence.

Regarding the exposure of his whereabouts, Fan Xian was not unaware of anything, but he was in a dangerous and urgent way, and he had no time to consider these things.

The voices outside were closer, and there were horses. Fan Xian turned around and looked at the dead corner in the alley, and grabbed the wall with his left hand. After a lifetime of energy, he picked off a few pieces of gravel and bounced towards the wall at the dead corner.

There was a light bang, and there were a few inconspicuous marks on the walls at the dead corner, and it seemed that someone had crawled over from there.

Fan Xian leaned his fingers, and his whole body floated up like a big bird, turning towards the back of the courtyard wall.

He had already found out that behind this courtyard wall was a good mansion, and it was probably an official family. He decided to take a gamble to see if he could find a trusted acquaintance. Even if he couldn't find it, he would try to hide.

After climbing over the courtyard wall, walking through the rockery, going up to the second floor, entering a room full of books. The sound of soldiers and horses outside the courtyard became louder and louder. Fan Xian couldn't think too much, so he turned over the bookshelf and put a black dagger on a person's neck.

Naturally, his luck was not that good. It was impossible for him to find a trustworthy official acquaintance in the vast crowd of Kyoto. However, his luck was not that bad. He thought this was a study room, and the person inside was naturally the owner of the family, but he did not expect that there was a pitiful girl under the black dagger!
Chapter completed!
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