"Brother!" Fan Ruoruo said with full aura, looking at Fan Xian with the same look as when he scolded Fan Sizhe, "I don't need you to tell me about his affairs. If he has anything to say to me, let him do it himself.

"

Fan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth. He had never seen Fan Ruoruo look like this before. He was a little frightened by the aura. He coughed lightly and said, "I will tell him when I see him."

Fan Ruoruo then walked away, and before leaving, he repeatedly threatened Fan Xian not to forget what he said.

Fan Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Fan Ruoruo off, with his sister on one side and his friends on the other.

No need to think about it, of course I have to stand with my sister!

Turning around and returning to the room, as soon as he entered the room, he saw a handsome young man with black gauze and eyes covered standing next to the desk.

"Uncle Wuzhu!" Fan Xian was overjoyed. He went up to greet him and said with a smile: "Uncle Wuzhu, when did you come? Where have you been these days?"

"I went to Jiangnan." Wu Zhu replied expressionlessly, his tone seemed calm and indifferent. Only Fan Xian, who was most familiar with him, could vaguely hear something strange.

"Jiangnan?" Fan Xian asked doubtfully.

"The past is blurry. I want to walk the road I walked with Miss and see the scenery we saw together." Wuzhu paused, and the fluctuation in his tone disappeared, returning to his usual calmness. "Miss's

Is the box still there?"

Fan Xian nodded, took out a wooden box from a hidden compartment in the room, and placed it in front of Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu stretched out his hand to cover the surface of the box, and the familiar touch made him couldn't help but leave it there for a while.

"I want to open this box left by the lady, so I went back to my old place to see if I can retrieve some memories." Wu Zhu said calmly, "I have confirmed now that there are two possibilities for the key to opening this box, either it is in the palace.

..."

"Imperial palace?" Fan Xian asked in surprise.

Wu Zhu nodded and said: "If we have time, we will search."

"Uncle, there are many masters in the palace. One of the four great masters may be in the palace. When we enter the palace, we will not be able to hide it from them." Fan Xian held his forehead and said, "Oh, it would be great if Zhou Ji was here. With him

With this method, it is absolutely easy to break into the palace."

Speaking of Zhou Ji, Fan Xian couldn't help but hesitate. He raised his eyes at Wuzhu and asked, "Uncle, have you been to the temple?"

"Been there." Wu Zhu replied, with a calm tone, as if it was a trivial matter.

Fan Xian tentatively asked, "Then can you help me draw a map to the temple?"

Wu Zhu paused and asked, "You want to go to the temple?"

"No, a friend of mine wants to go. He asked me to find a map of the temple. I want to help him." Fan Xian said solemnly.

"Okay." Wu Zhu agreed immediately.

The temple is located in a bitter cold land in the far north. Wu Zhu can come and go freely on his own, but if Fan Xian wants to go, he may stop him. Since he is someone else, it doesn't matter.

Except for Fan Xian, what does the life and death of the rest of the world have to do with him?

Fan Xian, who sensed something was wrong, hesitated and said, "Is it dangerous there?"

Wu Zhu replied: "The environment there is extremely harsh and unsuitable for human survival."

Fan Xian glanced at the map drawn by Wu Zhu, and combined with his observation of the stars and landforms these days, he was surprised: "Is the temple at the North Pole?"

Apart from being surprised, he was also a little bit enlightened.

Also, the conditions in the far north are indeed harsh, and it is indeed difficult to reach without a certain amount of knowledge reserves and personal strength.

But for Zhou Ji, as long as he is well prepared, the impact should not be big.

Looking at the map in his hand, Fan Xian suddenly felt a sense of malice in his heart. He couldn't help but smile evilly, turned over a Luban lock and stuffed it into it, with a flash of light in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wu Zhu asked when he saw that Fan Xian was busy here and there and no longer talked to him about the young lady's wooden box.

"Keep going." Fan Xian apologized repeatedly, sat down again, and said with a smile: "The palace will put it on hold for now, why don't you talk about the second possibility?"

Wu Zhu said calmly: "My lady has been living in Taiping Villa outside Kyoto. Maybe the key is there."

Fan Xian's eyes lit up. He was more interested in the place where Ye Qingmei once lived than the palace. He quickly asked: "Where is the specific location?"

"I forgot." Wu Zhu said calmly.

Fan Xian looked dejected, lying on the table and said, "Okay, I'll ask my father later."

"Don't let Fan Jian know that I'm back in Beijing. I will protect you in Kyoto during this period." Wu Zhu looked at Fan Xian, with a slight fluctuation in his tone: "I promise, the assassination will not happen again.

Already."

Fan Xian felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "I know, I will also find Taiping Villa as soon as possible."

.........

Early the next morning, Fan Xian went to Fan Ruoruo and handed her the Luban Lock.

"I'm not a child anymore, why are you giving me this?" Fan Ruoruo took the Luban lock with a surprised look, looked at it twice, covered his mouth and smiled, "Are you apologizing to me for what happened yesterday?"

Fan Xian rolled his eyes at Fan Ruoruo, pretending to grab him, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't give me back!"

Fan Ruoruo hurriedly covered the Luban lock in his hand and dodged: "Looking at the evil smile on your face, this thing must be of some use, so I won't return it to you."

"It is indeed useful." Fan Xian did not tell Fan Ruoruo about the temple map. After all, it was of great importance. Once leaked, it would definitely cause a bloody storm in the entire Kyoto. Not only the Qing Kingdom, but also the Northern Qi, Dongyi, and even the whole world would be worried about this.

A map caused chaos. "The things inside are very important to Zhou Ji. You must keep them carefully."

Fan Xian sighed and continued: "Brother will no longer interfere with your affairs with him. It depends on what decision you and him make."

Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji, it’s not that I don’t have enough friends.

It's you who shouldn't have attacked my sister.

When we first met at Fengling Ferry, we lost our lives when we saw Yang Guo.

You want to be Yang Guo, but my sister cannot be Guo Xiang.

Fan Ruoruo had no time to pay attention to Fan Xian's random thoughts. She carefully picked up the Luban Lock, with an inexplicable light shining in her eyes.

........

"Ah sneeze~!"

The protagonist, Zhou Ji, who was being plotted by the Fan family brothers and sisters, sneezed hard.

The chirping of warblers and swallows from the rouge shop downstairs continued to float along with various aromas. Zhou Ji lay lazily on the lounge chair, ate snacks and drank tea, enjoying herself very much.

More than half a month has passed in a flash.

After he reached an agreement with Chen Pingping, he quietly sneaked back to Kyoto and hid in this "rouge shop" in the west of the city for more than half a month.

During this period, Fan Ruoruo even came here a few times. When we first met, she was still a little haggard. Later, her complexion got better and better. I guess she had gotten over this ignorant relationship and faced a new life, right?

When Zhou Ji thought of this, he felt a little disappointed in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly spit at himself.

You are destined not to belong to this world, why are you still thinking about harming other people, little girl?

hetui! Shameless!

Despite the scolding, he would take another look at Fan Ruoruo every time he came.
Chapter completed!