Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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After the killing of Niulan Street, Fan Xian has been thinking about certain issues. Fujiko Jing has gone to the countryside to recuperate. I don’t know if he will leave a disability, and the three guards who died, the family members have received enough pensions. Even the relevant departments of the court issued a commendation order. The guards were buried in the tombs of the Fans in the suburbs of Beijing. Fan Fan would naturally go to worship if he could leave Beijing.

The **** facts taught him that living in this world is not just a matter of wind and snow. Naturally, it is not just for guests to eat, so he needs to have his own strength, such as Wang Qiian, such as Fan Sizhen, such as his own martial arts.

Now in Kyoto, he has adjusted his time of meditation cultivation from noon to evening. Every half and half of his dreams, he always feels that the infuriating air in the snowy mountains is like a warm water, washing every place in his body very comfortably. Between the vagueness, it seems that the amount and intensity of this infuriating has improved to some extent.

For the harassment of two female assassins at the time, I was able to kill the eight-character master. Fan Xian always felt incredible. He checked the true flow of escorts such as Fujiko and found that no one in the world had the same method as his own practice. This understanding did not make him feel the slightest panic. Since he can kill the eight masters by slender daggers and armbands, it proves that his infuriating is very useful.

He is different from the martial arts practitioners in this world. There is no such thing as an unbreakable concept between the grades. The **** water of Dahan proves his ideas. As long as you are accurate enough, what about the five masters?

Only the second volume of the overbearing volume has not progressed, and Fan’s eyes are on the box that is casually thrown in the corner of the room. After coming to Kyoto, it seems that I have forgotten the matter that my mother left for myself. It seems that I have to find a key when I go.

The important suspect of the assassin’s incident, Sylvia, has not yet returned to Kyoto, but a will has crossed the ground of Kyoto as lightning. This will be given from the deep palace. It’s about Fan Xian. In the context of the day before, the content of this will appear to be exceptional.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor 诏曰........." Listening to the eunuch's mouth in front of him kept flipping, but could not understand what it was. Fan Fan, who is in the lobby of Fanfu, is very afraid that the eunuch’s spit will spit on his face, and he will look at the increasingly wet blue brick in front of him.

The sacred decree was finally finished. Under Liu’s point of mention, Fan’s leisurely rules were done. After the longevity, he thanked him again and accepted the sacred sacredness. Liu’s handed the silver ticket without any fuss. The **** was gone with satisfaction.

"Where is this stuff?" Fan took the imperial edict of his hand and asked Liu, "Can't you always hold it?"

Liu smiled and picked it up: "Although the government often takes care of it. But it can't be said that there is a room for the house." These days, Fan Xi and Liu have a subtle, superficial surface. Harmony, this is made by the times, but neither side knows what will happen in the future.

"To tell the truth. I also learned the scriptures, but how can I not understand what the former father-in-law said?" Returning to his bedroom, Fan Xian re-wrapped the wound on his right shoulder. Looking at the table, sitting at the table, laughing and laughing at my sister.

"Dai Gonggong is a native of Jiangyin Yuzhou. The accent has always been difficult to understand. But I have come to the government for these years and I can understand it."

Fan Xian quickly asked: "What did the imperial edict say, why was it awarded to me?"

Fan Ruoruo smiled and didn't answer directly. Instead, he said: "In fact, the palace has been rewarding for the family for more than ten years. Although the father's title has been pressed and not raised, my brother and even Liu have different rewards. It seems now that it is my turn to be a brother."

Fan Xian’s things are known. Even Fan Si’s little thing has a title of a singer, but it’s a bit of a curiosity: “I’m not a tribute to my ancestor’s role. There is no name."

"Yes, so the purpose of this time is only to say that in the last incident, you killed the enemy's spies, and the country has meritorious service, and the special seal of the Taichang Temple."

"Taichang Temple Association Law Lang?" Fan Xian’s voice was amazed. Taichang Temple was the place where the temple was worshipped. Although the official position of the Association Law is only eight grades, it is free to enter the temple. Since he recognized Lin Biaoer, he often guessed what the identity of the nobleman who was worshipping at the Qing Temple last time. Since he was the protagonist of the nephew, and the nephew grew up in the palace since childhood, it seems that The noble person must be a big man in the palace. Maybe it is the Queen Mother or the Long Princess. It is only the night to visit the nephew in the night, knowing that she was worried about the conflict of interest after the marriage, so she deliberately resisted no question.

Can you say this? Meaning... What does it mean? Fan leisure frowns thinking, if the big man can say that the emperor has made such a will, is to point out the day to celebrate the temple, then what thoughts she has? Is it good? Still a demonstration?

When Fan Ruo-ro saw his frowning, he finally couldn’t help but smile. He pointed to his brother and said, "Brother, what is really involved in yourself, you are confused... This is too common temple lang... every The county official, Ma Macheng must be the official officer before marriage."

Fan Xian suddenly realized, some embarrassedly laughed, it seems that this marriage has finally been fixed. He then thought that because of the reason of the injury, he had not gone to the royal court for many days. If he wanted to come to know what happened to his assassination, he would be very worried. Do you know if the condition is aggravated?? Will you worry? Fan Xian suddenly felt a little confused, but the snowy woman had such a mother, such a father.

"I asked my sister to help me there yesterday. Did the letter pass?" he asked, sulking his uneasiness.

Fan Ruoruo replied quietly: "Go, listen to my brother's words, and say that the big ring is ringing. Now I steal the food every day. The body is good. I heard that my brother was assassinated and worried. But yesterday was too hasty. And have leaves

Ye Linger is on the side, so there is no way to write a letter. ”

Fan sighed and said nothing. Fan Ruoru is the most knowledgeable person in the world. He will know what he is upset when he sighs.

"Romeo and Juliet." If I heard that my brother told this love story when I was a child, I always remembered it now and smiled and encouraged him. "Brother, you said that people must be brave in pursuing happiness."

Fan Xian was very moved. She took her sister into her arms and patted her slightly thin back. She said, "Don't worry, the two guys are dead with a poison, one is suicide with a short knife, but your brother, I am It’s a different thing to play with a knife with a poison."

"Is it better?" Looking at the young boy who entered the window, Lin Biao’s distressedly let him lie down on the bed and complained: "Is this body, what are you doing?"

Fan leisure said bitterly: "I am worried that you are worried about me."

Lin Yier’s heart was warm, and he understood these two concerns. He poured out the residual tea in his teacup and brewed some new ones. He sent them to his lips and said faintly: “I listen to you, these days have been taken care of. Your own body, you have to take care of your body."

Fan Xian took the teacup with one hand and blew open the white mist above. He said softly: "How can the county owner serve the people?"

Lin Biaoer bit his lower lip and said: "If you breathe me again, I will drive you out."

"Is it going?" Fan Xian looked at her with a bad smile.

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"I decided, after we became a relative, we went to the other house in Cangshan for the winter." Fan leisure leaned on the bed and looked at his fiancee, who was worried about his face. He said with a smile: "There is good for your illness." And believe that before that, Teacher Fei Jie should return to Kyoto."

"Don't just think about me." Lin Biaoer bit his lower lip, and the white teeth looked very cute on the red lips. "What can I do later?"

Fan Xian has been unable to remember that this is the first few nights to sneak into the mortuary. The guards in the other courtyards are really embarrassing. They have not found them at all, and they do not know that the unmarried couples are already familiar with them. Regarding this matter, Fan Xian also has enough pride. Imagine this is equal to the small palace outside the palace. Which stolen thief in history can steal himself?

"What else can you do? Beiqi is not a fool. Since the stuffing has been exposed this time, the court will not be fooled by the same method."

Lin Biaoer said with sorrow: "I am afraid that there are some people in the court. It is because of the thorns in the future that there are also Beiqi people who are blind, so they dare to start with you with impunity."

Fan Xian has long known that his fiancée is a smart person, and she grew up in the palace, although there is a pain in the Queen, but after all, the environment is very complicated, so I understand something about the officialdom. At this time, she listened to her and smiled and lifted her soft chin. She pinched it and said, "Do not worry, I firmly believe that I am the best person in the world."

Lin Biaoer felt the itching under the jaw. The heart was so happy and nervous about this kind of greasy action. Suddenly two red patches appeared on her white skin, and quickly pushed away the hands of Fan, some embarrassed to say: People can't live by luck."

Fan Xian likes to look at her shyness and laughs. "I have been lucky enough to have you." "I have it... is it important?" Lin Biaoer squinted slightly and looked at it from this angle. The eyelashes are shaking slightly, obviously a little nervous.

"It's very important." Fan Xian put her in her arms. He is not a person who is very good at telling love, so he is also nervous and clumsy to try to find the other's lips.

Lin Yuer was held by him. He only felt a man's breath rushing in his face. He couldn't help but lean on his chest. He turned his head and said softly: "Who is going to kill you?"

This turn, but just happened to avoid the leisure of the wolf kiss, Fan Xian heart is not angry, listen to this problem, but also the heart is cool, hold the soft body in the arms, hands on her back unconscious Sliding: "Don't worry."

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