The visitor was naturally the second wife of Sinanbo's mansion. The wife's surname was Liu Ruyu. She was admitted to the mansion by Earl Sinan more than ten years ago. This wife's family had a deep background and had a duke in three generations. So when she married Sinanbo and was young, she caused a lot of discussion in Kyoto. Everyone was curious about what the Liu family thought, and actually gave her daughter to Fan Jian. Although Fan Jian had already received the title of Sinanbo at that time, she was just a distant family among the Fan family. It was not until these ten years that Sinanbo's holy favored him and his official position grew higher that everyone convinced the fierce gaze of the Liu family and this woman.

But it is strange that Si Nanbo has never properly promoted her, which is absolutely unreasonable, both in terms of reason and in terms of the status of Liu's mother's family.

Fan Xian had a cute smile on his face and bowed deeply to the second wife: "Xian'er has met his aunt."

Liu also smiled all over his face, but a trace of inexplicable spirit flashed through his pupils. He heard that the boy in front of him had tightly held the word "aunt", but he did not call himself the second wife like ordinary people.

The difference between a wife and a concubine is like clouds and mud.

Liu smiled and said, "Come in, it's a long way, what's the matter of sitting under the rain eaves and staring blankly? If you ask outsiders to see you, you can't say that our Fan Mansion is a place that can't be tolerated."

Can't tolerate others? Of course, there is something that he can't tolerate. Fan Xian sighed in his heart. He knew that his aunt was reminding him of his illegitimate child, and he admired the other party's beautiful words. He was not going to stimulate the other party more verbally. He knew that the other party had been operating in Kyoto for a long time and it was meaningless to take advantage of the verbal advantage, but then he thought that since there was an irreconcilable conflict between the interests of both parties, why should he tolerate too much?

He thought in his heart that it seemed that this aunt was different from what he had thought in the past, and should not be the foolish fool in his imagination - so he didn't understand why the woman in front of him used poison to kill people four years ago.

As the second wife walked into the hall, not too far from her, the unique fragrance of the noble lady spread to Fan Xian's nose. He sniffed it twice and thought the perfume was quite pleasant.

At this time, you can still think about these things. Fan Xian was a little satisfied with his current state of mind and smiled and chatted with Aunt Liu.

The noble lady and the young man really play a role in the feeling of being kind and filial to the son.

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The tea came, it was the authentic five peaks to pick flowers and good tea. The dim sum also came, it was the authentic Jiangnan small cakes, delicious food. I just finished talking about the experiences along the way, greeting the old lady far away in Danzhou, and talking about the scenery of the seaside of Danzhou. What is the difference between Kyoto? Everyone found that there was nothing to say.

So Liu and Fan Xian closed their mouths tacitly at the same time and fell into silence. Both sides realized that neither of them was a good-for-nothing lamp, and playing with such verbal temptations was meaningless. Since that was the case, it would be better to just be silent.

So the atmosphere in the living room was a bit awkward, and the maids who served were silent, even walking when changing tea became much lighter.

Only Fan Xian and his second wife were not embarrassed. They occasionally held the teacup and looked at each other with a gentle look.

Liu felt a little heavy in her heart. She found that the boy in front of her was indeed extraordinary. She was able to deal with this situation freely without any tension or restraint. Her mature and steady state seemed to be more serious than the old master.

It seems that I shouldn't have listened to that man's instigation four years ago. I let the young man take it first as an enemy for no reason. Now it's not easy to deal with and many methods cannot be used.

Just in this silence, Liu suddenly felt that this was weakening his momentum. After all, he was always an elder in name, so he coughed twice and said, "Your father is now the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. This time he returned to Beijing, are you preparing for the imperial examination next year, or do you directly go to the Ministry of Revenue to do things?"

Fan Xian responded with a smile: "I will follow my father's instructions." After a pause, he said: "I just don't know when my father will come back."

To be honest, there are a few people he wants to meet in Kyoto. The noble lady in front of him is naturally one of them, including Teacher Fei Jie and Ruoruo's sister, but the most curious thing is his father.

He was very curious about how Si Nanbo could make his mother, the richest heroine of the Ye family, take a fancy to him. Deep in his mind, he only recognized the dead woman as his mother, but did not want to recognize Si Nanbo as his father. This was probably a wonderful idea in the man's mind.

"Your father will be back in a while."

As they were talking, the gate of the inner courtyard was slightly noisy, and the maids were anxious to greet someone, but the sound came too quickly. The maids didn't stop him, and a girl walked in.

This girl is not very beautiful, but her eyebrows look extremely clean, and she is born with a slight indifference in her weakness. This indifference is not what ordinary people call an iceberg beauty, contempt for the turbid things around her, but a kind of indifference based on some unknown self-confidence, a feeling of resistance to the surroundings.

Fan Xian's heart was slightly moved, and he thought that this kind of cold feeling appeared on the face of a girl from a high-ranking family, which was really inconsistent.

The girl looked straight at Fan Xian's face, and the indifference between her eyebrows gradually faded, and finally disappeared without a trace. Instead, a few excited flush appeared on her cheeks. She opened her lips to speak, but stopped, took a step back, tidied up her clothes with a very slight movement, and bowed her tone. Her soft voice seemed very polite and proud: "I've seen my brother."

Fan Xian smiled slightly, reached out and helped him: "Sister Ruoruo, there is no need to be too polite."

The two of them had their eyes hit each other, both of which were so clear, without any impurities, and only had a faint smile. After years of letters, I think the one who knows the most in this world is this brother and sister.

But the voice of a child who was quite ignorant of the interests suddenly broke the beautiful feeling of the brother and sister reunited ten years apart.

"Hey, you're Fan Xian?"
Chapter completed!