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Love always makes you long for and trouble you

I once left you covered with bruises.”

In the wilderness of Northern Qi, as the sun sets, Fan Xian is holding an old, weak and skinny horse in his left hand and a bottle of wine in his right hand. He is strolling on the mottled ancient road, drinking and singing Xu Wei's "Once You".

After separating from Wuzhu, he became a real loner. Fortunately, there was wine, a good thing that could make people drunk and dream, which could make him forget his loneliness and troubles temporarily.

Just when he was drunk and in a daze, a group of soldiers spotted him from a few hundred meters away.

"Are you sure this badge fell from that person?"

Uesugi Tora asked.

"General, I am not wrong. Although I am out of office, I am still a good person. When that man came to buy wine, I noticed his accent."

The young man who was speaking was a cripple. His limp was not the most important thing. The most impressive thing was his face, which was branded with the words "defeater".

Yes, he was the soldier who was captured and then released during that war.

"Okay, Wang Xiao, when I catch him, I will report your contribution to the court."

"To be honest, General, I no longer care about merits, but please return the humiliation that the Qing people have inflicted on me to them. If you can do so, I will die with my eyes closed."

Wang Xiao pointed at his right leg and the brand on his face with his uninjured left hand and pleaded.

"Okay, I'll make the decision for you right now, go ahead."

It is said that a kind person cannot command an army, but seeing his former soldiers fall into such a state, a fire burned in Uesugi Tora's heart.

"Surround me"

A distance of several hundred meters was only a short time for the cavalry to charge, and thus the half-drunk and half-awake Fan Xian was surrounded.

"How dare you block my way?"

Fan Xian, who was not drunk, would naturally not be so arrogant in this situation, but now he was drunk.

"Is this badge yours?"

Uesugi Tora threw the Supervisory Council's director badge in front of Fan Xian and asked.

"What...what badge? I don't know what you are talking about."

As soon as he saw the badge of the Commissioner, Fan Xian realized what had happened.

"Don't you know what I'm saying? Come back with me, General. I'll help you recall it and capture it for me."

As Sean's adopted son, Uesugi Tiger is not a reckless man. He caught a trace of panic in Fan Xian's eyes; yes, it was this kid.

Just surrender?

There is no such word in the dictionary of time travelers; possessing martial arts, a sword and a horse, Fan Xian chose to break out.

"You still want to escape? Are you really looking for death?"

Fan Xian now has the combat power of an eighth rank at best, and that is when he is in full condition; he is not Wu Song, who can improve his condition by drinking; when drunk, he is just a drunk cat, and he can still fight against ordinary soldiers, but when he meets Uesugi Tora, who is at the ninth rank, he is knocked off his horse and passes out in the first encounter.

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An hour later, in the prison cell of the military camp, Fan Xian, wearing only a single piece of clothing, was tied to the interrogation rack.

哗

After drinking a bucket of cold water, not only did the person sober up, but the alcohol also sobered him up.

"cough cough"

Who am I and where am I?

This was Fan Xian's first reaction after waking up.

Papapa

After three consecutive lashes with the whip soaked in salt water, Fan Xian woke up and remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma.

"Hahaha, defeated soldier... I knew that you Northern Qi had so many defeated soldiers, but you don't have to be so proud. Just write it on your face."

Fan Xian sneered without knowing the consequences, saying that the one who tortured him was Wang Xiao, the defeated soldier of Northern Qi.

"Okay, very good. I really hope your mouth can stay this hard."

Wang Xiao's purpose was not to get any information from Fan Xian. He wanted to vent his feelings about what he had experienced in the Nanqing military camp.

"Kill me if you dare. If I frown, I will take your last name."

Since ancient times, the only difficult thing is death. After leaving Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian thought he was not afraid of death, so how could he be afraid of torture?

“Killing is a sin, if you Nanqing people don’t kill me, I won’t kill you;

Look, this is something I spent half a year preparing for you. You are lucky. I can let you choose it yourself?"

Wang Xiao smiled slightly, dragged his crippled left leg, and threw a pile of iron blocks in front of Fan Xian.

"You, what are you?"

"Bastard, coward, dog thief, eunuch, take your pick, and don't be polite to me."

What Wang Xiao threw in front of Fan Xian were pieces of branding irons with all kinds of insulting words printed on them.

"You, don't mess around. I'm telling you, I'm the honored guest of your Northern Qi Imperial Master Ku He. If you dare to mess around, your Imperial Master will not let you go."

In the end, he was still scared and Fan Xian brought out the big Buddha Ku He.

"You are the honored guest of the Imperial Master, right? Then I'll let you choose two pieces. That's quite nice of you, right?"

Ku He was still too far away for Wang Xiao, and mainly because he didn't believe what Fan Xian said at all.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Wang Xiao throwing the two branding irons, "bastard" and "coward" into the burning charcoal, Fan Xian was completely scared.

"Don't be afraid, it's nothing. I will apply medicine to you in person later. It's the best wound medicine, which I got from your Nanqing military camp.

By the way, before that, we have one more thing to do."

Wang Xiao took out a pair of sharp scissors and walked towards Fan Xian.

“You, ah…ah…”

In an instant, Fan Xian's painful wails were heard in the dungeon of the military camp.

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"what"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the bedroom of Kunning Palace in Nanqing, Fan Ruoruo woke up from her sleep.

"My lady, my lady, what's wrong with you?"

Half a month ago, Fan Ruoruo moved into the palace that belonged to the queen. From that day on, everything went wrong for her.

"Brother, is my eldest brother in trouble?"

It’s interesting to say that Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian have no blood relationship, but at this moment they actually have telepathy.

"My queen, please stop talking about that man. Don't you think he has done enough harm to you? If it weren't for him, why would His Majesty ignore you so much?"

The maid Xiaoping poured a glass of water for Fan Ruoruo, handed it to her and then persuaded her.

"He, no matter how wrong he is, he is still my brother; as for the emperor, it is reasonable for him not to come to me given my current condition."

Fan Ruoruo had complained about Fan Xian in private, but in front of her maid Xiaoping, she chose to remain stubborn.

"Your Majesty, there is something I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry. Did you know that Concubine Ye moved into Huaqing Palace a few days ago?"

"What is Ye Cairen? She is the Princess of Cheng. This bitch, it has only been a few days since Li Chengze's rebellion failed, and she has already rushed into the arms of His Majesty. How shameless."

Fan Ruoruo didn't blame Li Chengqian for being both a good person and a bad person, but she blamed Ye Ling'er who passively accepted it.

"My queen, now that Ye Ling'er has teamed up with that woman, you must be careful in the days ahead."

The woman she was talking about was naturally Lin Wan'er. At this point, Fan Ruoruo no longer expected to live in peace with her.

Chapter 260: The Storm on the Flowing Crystal River

Mist shrouds the cold water, and the moon shrouds the sands. I moor at Qinhuai River near a tavern at night. The Liujing River in Qing State is like the Qinhuai River in the Tang Dynasty. Every night, it always attracts countless princes and sons to come here for fun.

After Fan Jian pretended to be sick, Liu Ruyu was busy taking care of his daily life and gradually neglected to discipline her son. Gradually, Fan Sizhe became a frequent visitor here.

Logically speaking, with Fan Sizhe's shameless personality, he would not come to such a high-consumption place to consume, but he couldn't resist being treated by someone.

Just like today, he accepted the invitation of Hua Qianke, the second son of the Minister of Personnel, to come to Mantingfang to drink wine; he didn't have to pay for it himself, so it would be a waste not to eat.

嫖？

I didn't even pay, so how can it be considered prostitution?

"Your Majesty, I am sorry that I failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me."

Fan Sizhe arrived late, and as soon as he showed his face, Hua Qianke came to greet him with a few friends in the circle.

"You are too serious, Mr. Hua."

Fan Sizhe was very arrogant and just bowed casually without any apology for being late.

I am here because I respect you.

"Please come in, uncle. I have arranged for Miss Rufang for you."

Yan Rufang, the new one replaced the old one, she was the most famous courtesan on Liujing River after Si Lili.

"Yan Rufang, she knows arithmetic, can she play mahjong?"

Fan Sizhe is still the same Fan Sizhe, and his characteristic is that he does not follow the beaten path.

"Yes, I must. I know you like to read the arithmetic and play Mahjong. Miss Rufang even spent a month studying it."

Hua Qianke was born out of wedlock, and entertaining Fan Sizhe was the first task his father gave him since he became an adult. In order to do this well, he put a lot of thought into it.

"I have met the uncle of the king."

As soon as Fan Sizhe entered the room, he saw a graceful young girl bowing to him.

"Are you Miss Rufang?"

Everyone loves beauty. Fan Sizhe's eyes widened. He loves money the most, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like beautiful women.

"It is my humble concubine."

Her slender jade fingers were as soft as willows, and her fair shoulders were intoxicating. After seeing Yan Rufang's beautiful face, Fan Sizhe felt that he could put aside arithmetic and mahjong for today, as he had to go with the flow.

What happened next was just as he expected; matters between men and women were just common practices for a nobleman like him.

After venting his energy and anger on Yan Rufang's delicate body, he chose to sleep, not noticing the determination in the eyes of the person beside him.

In the middle of the night, a scream from Yan Rufang's boudoir woke up countless wild mandarin ducks in the Liujing River.

"What's wrong?"

Hua Qianke slept in the room next to Fan Sizhe, and he was the first to rush into the room.

"Ahh, save me, save me..."

Fan Sizhe covered his genitals with his left hand, held a bloody hairpin in his right hand, and shouted for help with a painful look on his face.

"What's the matter? Who's having a stroke?"

The second person to rush into the room was Man Tingfang's madam, who was also frightened by the scene before her.

"Rufang, Rufang, what's wrong with you? Please don't die. I spent five thousand taels on you, and you only made a few cents for me."

There was blood at the corners of Yan Rufang's mouth and blood was gushing out from her neck, it was clear that she had died.

At this moment, Fan Sizhe completely fainted from the pain.

"Doctor, go get the doctor. Do you know who he is? If anything happens to him, none of us will be able to survive."

Hua Qianke grabbed the madam's neck and growled angrily.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away. I'll go right away."

Just by looking at the half piece of rotten meat on the floor, the madam knew that something was wrong.

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Li Chengqian only found out about this the next morning, when he had just gotten up from Haitang Duoduo's bed in Baoyue Tower.