"You are here!" Fan Xian glanced at the noble master sitting in front of the document, his eyes fell on Zhou Ji, and said happily: "Did you know? I just saw her!"

Zhou Ji smiled and said, "I guess you didn't ask her name."

"How do you know?" Fan Xian was stunned when he heard this, and said dejectedly, "I left in a hurry just now and forgot again."

In his previous life, he was seriously ill in bed and never had the chance to fall in love. Although he is a little older now in his reincarnation, he is still an innocent novice when it comes to relationships. How can he remain calm in front of his first love.

Zhou Ji laughed loudly, patted Fan Xian on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I believe you will see each other again."

Xie Bian was quite dissatisfied with the two people's unobtrusive chat. The second prince coughed lightly and confirmed, "Are you Fan Xian?"

Fan Xian glanced at Zhou Ji in confusion, and Zhou Ji curled his lips and said, "I just happened to pass by, and ended up taking the blame for you."

Fan Xian felt relieved, looked at the second prince, and asked tentatively: "Second prince?"

"How smart." The second prince smiled, "Your writing is very good, and your poems are also excellent. I admire you very much."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Your Highness is trying to win over me, right?"

"The prince and I have some quarrels, and you are the person the prince dislikes. If I kill you and give your head to the prince, do you think we two brothers can get back together?" The second prince leaned over.

, looked at Fan Xian faintly.

There was no trace of falsehood in the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old Zhou, someone wants to kill me, do you care?" Fan Xian felt chills. His current strength was no more than seventh level. Even if he exploded with true energy, he could barely block an eighth level master. Now he was defeated by a ninth level master.

It is impossible not to panic when the swordsman is watching.

Zhou Ji smiled, and when she met the second prince's cold gaze, she said quietly: "I am timid by nature, and I am most afraid of trouble."

"I just came to Kyoto now, and I haven't had time to make a name for myself yet."

"If you kill the ninth-grade swordsman, at least no one will dare to provoke me, right?"

Xie Bian's eyes were fierce. He was already arrogant. How could he be provoked like this? He subconsciously wanted to use his sword to wash away his anger with the blood of such an arrogant person.

"Bian." The second prince's face was also a little ugly. He didn't know Zhou Ji's strength, but he knew that no matter what, he couldn't take action at this time and place. If he really took action now, Fan Xian would definitely surrender to the prince once he escaped.

.

He had great confidence in Xie Bian's sword, but Zhou Ji was so incomprehensible that he had to hesitate.

Fan Xian received Zhou Ji's look, and immediately handed the steps to the second prince, and said with a bitter smile: "Killing a hundred Fan Xians will not make His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness reconcile."

"If I knew that His Highness was here, I would definitely not go here." Seeing that the second prince was unmoved, Fan Xian continued, "Right now, the news about the poetry meeting has been spread throughout the capital, and the Prince must know that I met His Highness here today.

He must think that I have taken refuge with His Highness, and that things will not be easy for me in the future."

"Smart." The second prince then showed a smile, the atmosphere relaxed, and Xie Bi'an also restrained his murderous intent. "Not only does he have the talent of a scholar, but he also has the shrewdness of a human being. It's rare."

The atmosphere relaxed, and Fan Xian's tone became lighter. He chatted with the second prince for a few more words, telling the other prince in a subtle way that he already had his heart set on, and planned to break off the engagement to find a girl who liked eating chicken drumsticks.

The second prince was doubtful about this, but because Zhou Ji was present, he could not use force to intimidate Fan Xian as expected, so after Fan Xian revealed his feelings, he let the two of them leave the courtyard.

...

As soon as Fan Xian came out of the courtyard, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around and saw that no one was around, and whispered: "Good guy, are you so good at martial arts? You can kill even a ninth-grade swordsman!"

"It scares him. My martial arts is not at the seventh level, which is worse than yours." Zhou Ji coughed lightly and said seriously: "If the second prince really wanted to kill someone just now, I would have no choice but to leave you and run away alone.

Already."

After saying this, he strode towards the door with an air of sanctity in front of others.

"I'll go! You're talking about an empty city!" Fan Xian hurriedly followed up, and Zhou Ji's eyes were like a straight avalanche.

.....

Fan Ruoruo waited for the two of them and quickly stepped forward and asked: "Brother, Mr. Zhou, where have you been?"

Fan Xian signaled Fan Ruoruo not to ask any more questions, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

The talented men and women in the lobby were still passing on and copying Fan Xian's "Ascend the High", but they didn't notice Fan Xian's departure. Even Li Hongcheng was holding the manuscript and flipping around, sighing with emotion from time to time.

After several people got on the carriage, Fan Xian said, "Just now, Zhou Ji and I met the second prince in the courtyard of the palace."

"Second Prince!" Fan Ruoruo nodded, "Yes, today's poetry meeting is organized by the Second Prince with the help of Li Hongcheng. Has my brother agreed to it?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "How could I agree to him? He only recruited me because of my marriage. If the marriage is cancelled, then there is no need to mention the recruitment anymore."

"That's good." Fan Ruoruo suddenly seemed to have thought of something and chuckled, "By the way, you suddenly left the table just now. Did you find your chicken leg girl?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said with a silly smile, "I found her and chatted for a few words. Unfortunately, I forgot to ask her name. I only know that she is a maid in the house."

"Girl?" Fan Ruoruo flashed through countless boudoir stories in his mind, and filled his mind with countless romantic stories. His eyes were shining and he said, "Which family's daughter is she from? Who did she follow?"

Zhou Ji looked at Fan Ruoruo who suddenly transformed into a gossip girl, with black lines on her head and said: "Stop, stop, let me ask your brother a few questions first."

Fan Ruoruo's face turned slightly red, and she sat back down with a sigh.

"Did she herself say that she is the maid of the house?"

"That's right."

"Hmm... do you still remember the specific details of the chat?" Zhou Ji held her chin and pretended to think.

Fan Xian giggled and said: "She was secretly eating chicken legs at that time, saying that the people in the house wouldn't let her eat..."

After Fan Xian slowly stopped speaking, Zhou Ji said, "Why do you say you are a book boy?"

Fan Xian replied matter-of-factly: "I'm afraid of scaring her. She is a little maid. If I tell her that I am the son of Uncle Sinan, I'm worried that it will cause unnecessary pressure on her."

Zhou Ji asked again: "Then why did she say she was a maid?"

Fan Xian was stunned when he heard this.

He was originally a smart man, but he was a little unclear when he got caught up in it. Now that he thinks about it, he does feel a little inconsistent.

Seeing that Fan Xian didn't answer, Zhou Ji asked, "What was she wearing at that time? Was it hemp, a sarong, or silk fabrics?"

Fan Xian murmured: "She was wearing a long white corset dress with exquisite patterns. It was not a mulberry and linen dress, but the material was similar to Ruoruo's dress."

"Maids in various mansions mostly use mulberry and linen materials. Silk fabrics are expensive. How can they be used by maids?" Fan Ruoruo imitated Zhou Ji, holding her chin and thinking: "Brother said you lied about being a book boy because you are worried.

If it causes unnecessary pressure on the drumstick girl, is there another possibility?"
Chapter completed!