Chapter 203: Paying for the Favor

"Dad, what are you going to do!

The Third Prince seems to have fanned the flames and put me in this situation. Do you want Ruoruo to compromise?"

Fan Xian was excited.

"What do you want? Do you have any chips that can impress him?"

Fan Jian shouted, rarely getting angry at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's expression froze when he heard this.

"Dad, brother, I am willing to go!"

Fan Ruoruo stood up, pursed his lips, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Go ahead."

Fan Jian gave the order.

After the two left, Fan Xian's eyes were blank, because he made his sister pay for the mistakes he made. What kind of man is he!

"Your honey is his poison. How do you know if Ruoruo is willing?

The question now is whether the Third Prince is willing to accept her."

Fan Jian's eyes were deep.

Three years ago, Bai Jing changed his mind, but it made his daughter suffer. He saw that she didn't want to eat or drink every day.

If Ruoruo can be fulfilled by this, it will be a good thing. Whether she is the queen or not is not important.

"Is that so..."

Fan Xian felt much better. Perhaps this has always been Ruoruo's wish.

The Fan Mansion and the Third Prince's Mansion are not far apart. Even a round trip would not take much time.

Soon Wang Qinian brought Meng Jiang to the Fan Mansion.

"Where is Ruoruo?"

Fan Xian said hurriedly.

Wang Qinian hesitated for a moment, and still said: "Miss Ruoruo said that she will not return to the Fan Mansion in the future. She wants to stay with the Third Prince.

Miss Ruoruo asked me to tell the adults not to worry about her."

"This..."

Fan Xian didn't know what to say.

"Haha, your sister got what she wanted. As a brother, shouldn't you be happy?"

Meng Jiang smiled.

Fan Xian had a bitter smile on his face: "Mr. Meng, please stop making up stories about me."

"Okay, I've received orders from His Royal Highness the Third Prince to see you, so I won't waste any more time."

Meng Jiang didn't comment, but stretched out his dry hand, and with a burst of strength, he tore the bandage on Fan Xian's chest and pressed his palm on his chest.

"Hiss!"

Fan Xian took a breath of cold air and dared not say a word.

A wonderful thing happened. Several small red hands emerged from Meng Jiang's arm and penetrated deep into Fan Xian's body. In a short while, the wound healed completely without any trace.

Fan Xian was no different from an ordinary person except that his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Amazing!"

Fan Xian's pupils shrank.

How could such a serious injury recover so quickly? !

"Boy, what's your reaction? Didn't you see my tricks last time?"

Meng Jiang laughed.

Fan Xian thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you spend several hours to heal me that time?"

"How can this be the same? Back then, I was trying to reshape your meridians, but now I'm just healing your wounds."

Meng Jiang didn't care.

"Resurrecting the dead, turning bones into flesh... It really lives up to its reputation."

Fan Xian said with emotion.

"Take some tonics these days and take good care of your body.

You had a heavy bleeding before, and it took a lot of effort to stop it. This method of mine will also consume your blood and qi.

You are also a medical student. You can prescribe the medicine and pick the herbs yourself. I won't worry about it."

Meng Jiang reminded.

Fan Xian's heart moved, as if he had discovered some secrets, and said: "Meng Lao, your method is related to Qi and blood."

"Let's put it this way. If you practice this skill to a deep level, you don't need to overdraw your Qi and blood. For example, let my teacher do it...

I am not good at learning, and I can't reach the level of my teacher."

The essence of Shuangquan Hand is still based on the Qi theory of one person, which is the regulation, supplementation and micro-manipulation of the innate Qi of the human body.

But when Fan Xian was told, he didn't understand, so Meng Jiang said it was the power of Qi and blood.

Her Shuangquan Hand was inherited from the master, and it was indeed much inferior.     "You have a teacher."

"Of course, I can't create this skill. Our lineage is a hidden lineage in the world. There is only one person in a generation, and few people are born."

Meng Jiang smiled and stopped talking. She knew that she would lose if she talked too much, so she didn't want to say more.

"Then why did you come out again?"

"You little brat, don't ask about things you shouldn't know!"

Meng Jiang hit Fan Xian's head with his cane.

Soon, the city guards and the Inspection Bureau also came.

"Minister Fan, I'm sorry, we are also handling the case impartially, and we will investigate everyone in Kyoto."

The captain of the city guard bowed.

"No problem, please."

Fan Jian nodded.

Fan Xian's injuries healed, and he was not panicking.

"Is the little poet Fan sober?"

The captain of the city guard was amazed.

"Of course, I asked this person to come and see, so it's better."

Fan Xian pointed at Meng Jiang and said proudly.

The captain of the city guard only noticed Meng Jiang at this time, his body stiffened, and said: "So Mr. Meng is here too."

"Yeah."

"Good luck to you."

The captain of the city guard wiped off the cold sweat that he had no reason to sweat. He was fortunate enough to participate in the battle when Meng Jiang broke out of Kyoto, which left a very deep impression.

He was not even a captain at that time, but a soldier. He was poisoned by Meng Jiang just by looking at her. He was in a very bad state and was traumatized.

"Minister Fan, where is my beloved daughter? Why don't I see her?"

The captain of the city guard didn't want to stay with Meng Jiang any longer, so he left the room and asked Fan Jian.

According to the rules, they had to personally check every household and every person.

This is a hard requirement issued by the higher-ups. It is said that the assassin is unknown whether he is a man or a woman, so everyone is a suspect.

"She stayed overnight at the Third Prince's mansion. If you want to find someone, go to the Third Prince's mansion."

Fan Jian waved his hand.

The captain of the city guard was stunned, then smiled lovingly and said, "I see. Sorry to bother you."

…………

That night, the assassin was not found in Kyoto, but an interesting story spread throughout the city.

Miss Fan, the one who was known as the most talented woman in Beijing, Fan Ruoruo, was not at her home at the time, but went to the Third Prince's mansion and did not return all night.

Whether this matter is true or false, Fan Ruoruo's reputation has been damaged, which is a scandal.

The Third Prince's Manor.

Bai Jing stood up leisurely and put on his clothes with the help of Fan Ruoruo.

"You will live here in the future. After I marry Wan'er, I will take you as my concubine."

"Yes, thank you for your grace, His Highness the Third Prince."

Fan Ruoruo's eyes dimmed slightly, but she was happy with it.

Bai Jing left the room without paying attention to her thoughts.

He was going to be the emperor, so he must have three thousand beauties in his harem. It was impossible for him to favor only one person. In ancient society, Lin Wan'er would not have any objection to polygamy.

Besides, it was interesting to see the woman who had been unable to get him in the past begging to climb onto his bed.

"Your Highness the Third Prince."

Meng Jiang had returned from the Fan Mansion and greeted Bai Jing.

"Well, is Fan Xian's injury healed?"

"I have cured him as you ordered."

"Go down."

Bai Jing played with the key in his hand, his face was playful.

It was better not to let Fan Xian get this dangerous thing, the Barrett.

If someone thinks that the Barrett anti-material sniper rifle is a normal sniper rifle, then they should not know much about its power.

What's more, this is a product of the post-nuclear era, and Bai Jing dare not compare it with the Barrett of the modern society in the previous life.