Fairy, I really am a villain!

'Do you think I will do what you want?'

"As a time traveler, I have my own lofty ambitions. I want this day to be so powerful that it cannot cover my eyes...!"

It's burning up!

Fang Xiwen was shocked and sat up from the bed with great effort!

Well, the answer is of course yes.

After a wave of self-touching and passionate speeches, Fang Xiwen quickly accepted the reality. He needed this strength.

According to statistics, 80% of the endings in "Xue Se Xiu Xian Lu" are bad endings, and a small half of them are the protagonist's death, which is nothing;

But other bad endings are very bad, either the era collapses, or the heaven falls, or the demon abyss backlashes... the whole world goes with the protagonist!

Should he count on the so-called Son of Destiny to save everything?

forget it.

Fang Xiwen's personality, to put it nicely, is careful; to put it bluntly, is suspicious - he finds it difficult to trust others, no matter who they are.

In this world, the only person who can be trusted is Luo Qingni.

As for my sister...

dong dong dong.

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a gentle knock on his door.

Before he could respond, a tall and bright woman walked in with a gentle smile on her face and gently placed the plate in her hand on the table.

On the plate was a bowl of lotus seed porridge, white rice and clear soup, garnished with lotus seeds, which was very appetizing.

"Sister, good morning." After looking at her, Fang Xiwen's old face turned slightly red, and he pulled the quilt and shrank into the corner.

"I thought I could see Xiwen sleeping," Fang Qingxiao sat down at the table with a smile on her face, "staying in bed is not a good habit."

"Ha ha..."

Fortunately, he is used to sleeping with his clothes on, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to get out of bed now!

Facing Fang Qingxiao's gentle gaze, he went out to wash up, and when he came back he found she was still sitting at the table with only a bowl of porridge on it.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?"

"I have already eaten."

"So you are now..."

"I'll wait for you to finish eating," Fang Qingxiao said softly, "Xiwen must have something to tell me, right?"

Why has he changed so much?

So he sat down opposite, drank his porridge and said slowly, "In fact, on the way to deliver the sword, I encountered more than one life-threatening situation."

Hearing this, Fang Qingxiao frowned and gently held his left hand.

"At that time, I thought I was going to die, but the thought that flashed through my mind was not fear," Fang Xiwen stirred the lotus seeds with a spoon, and the lotus seeds floated up and down like rootless duckweed, "but regret."

"Xiwen..."

"I regret not being able to have a good talk with my sister. I regret..." Fang Xiwen's eyes flashed with subtle sadness, and her fingers unconsciously exerted force. "I left in such a hurry that I forgot to say hello to my parents when I left."

Who knew that this distance would lead to two worlds so far apart?

Do I still have a chance to go back?

Will I die here...

"After I survived, I thought a lot," Fang Xiwen forced himself to turn his emotions around, looked into her eyes, and smiled, "Since I can remember... yours, Dad's, happy, unhappy..."

He spoke slowly, and after the system panel popped up, he was gradually able to access some of the Third Young Master's memories.

The Third Young Master was not born a bad person, but the maliciousness he occasionally revealed was not only not stopped, but it grew stronger under his power.

When he was thirteen years old, he was out for an outing with his servants when he met a fisherman's girl who was very gentle to him, and he gradually fell in love with her.

At the instigation of his servants, he defiled the girl and forcibly brought her into the mansion to be his maid.

The girl cried every day, but she also served him wholeheartedly.

Until that day, the girl's fiancé broke into Fang's house and was beaten to death in front of him.

He still remembered those blood-red eyes and the shrill laughter of the security guard at home.

He knelt before the girl to apologize, but the latter said nothing and slit her throat with scissors at night.

Later he buried the two together, and something in his heart died with them.

Since then, the Third Young Master has become more and more indulged in sensual pleasures.

He no longer thought about those complicated things and just immersed himself in the joy.

"Sister, I don't want to go on like this anymore," Fang Xiwen said, and those strange memories became distant. Her voice gradually calmed down, "I want to truly live."

He can't be the Third Young Master.

Never.

Chapter 13 The Replaced Wife

Fang Qingxiao walked out of the room.

He didn't know if such words could impress her, but he thought he had done his best.

The transformation is pushed to the point of a life-and-death crisis, and one's emotions cannot be more real.

After thinking about it over and over again, Fang Xiwen couldn't find any mistakes. He let out a long sigh, went to the corridor on the second floor, and was about to knock on someone's door.

But the strange thing was that he vaguely felt that someone was following him.

He walked as usual, but at one point he turned around and saw a slender figure in black clothes.

The latter paused and slipped into the shadows nearby.

"...I see you, come out."

Fang Xiwen said somewhat helplessly.

The person who came was very skilled in movement, and perhaps she also used special concealment methods. Although we watched her disappear, we were unable to find where she was.

Seeing no one answered, Fang Xiwen simply sat down in the corridor.

Anyway, he was going to harass Luo Qingni next and had nothing else to do.

After a while, a woman walked out from the shadow behind the corridor pillar. She was wearing a black tights and half of her face was covered with a veil.

"...Third Young Master."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen stood up from the ground, walked around her, and looked at her carefully for a while.

I think these should be the private soldiers raised by the Fang family, and they seem to be called Shadow Guards... Their duties include gathering information, close protection, assassination, etc.

"Did my sister ask you to follow me?" Fang Xiwen asked suddenly. When the girl didn't answer, he continued, "Your silence is your admission. Why are you following me...uh, you won't answer either."

The woman nodded silently.

"Come along if you want. I'm going to go play with my friends now. Do you want to come with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the latter shook his head silently, and his figure disappeared at a speed he could not see clearly.

This kind of concealment made Fang Xiwen wonder if she had been beside him since he slept last night, and she just let him find her on purpose...

Passively accepting the kindness from her sister, Fang Xiwen came to the end of the corridor and knocked on the door. "Hello, hello, it's me, your best friend."

"Coming..."

A feeble voice sounded.

After a while, Luo Qingni stood at the door listlessly. Her clothes were neatly dressed, but her ink-black long hair was a little messy from sleeping. She stared at him for a while.

"Can I come in?"

"Oh."

Luo Qingni moved aside and sat down at the table, still a little dazed.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen felt a little guilty. After all, he was the one who talked to this guy for a long time last night.

"Whatever breakfast you want? I'll treat you." He seemed very wealthy.

"I...I ate," Luo Qingni said hesitantly, "I wanted to practice after eating, but I fell asleep while sitting on the bed..."

"Did you sleep so badly last night?" Fang Xiwen was a little confused.

It’s strange, I didn’t really ask for your measurements?

"It's all its fault," Luo Qingni stood up and took a booklet from the bedside. "I don't know who put this strange story here. I was a little curious so I took a look."

“And then you realize that it’s already dawn?”

"No, it was very short... I was so scared that I couldn't sleep..."

"Are you so timid?"

"No way!" Luo Qingni protested loudly, "The contents are too scary, anyone would be unable to sleep!"

"I don't believe it." Fang Xiwen took the booklet and flipped through it for a while. It was filled with dense traditional Chinese characters, so he simply stuffed it back into her hand. "Tell me the story. If you scare me, you win."

"Hmph, you said it yourself."

Luo Qingni took the booklet and ran to pull up the curtain, and the room suddenly became dim.

She cleared her throat and hid her face behind the book, revealing only a pair of beautiful big eyes. Her tone became eerie: "Once upon a time, there was a poor scholar..."

Luo Qingni's voice was very clear, and there was a sense of transparency as she told the story in the book.

Although this scholar is very talented, he is always depressed and has to rely on his wife to take care of him in all aspects of his life.

Gradually, he discovered that there was something strange about his wife.

Not only did she become more considerate, but her appearance also became more beautiful.

The scholar's friend said that it might be a monster that was sucking your yang energy.

But under the care of his wife, the scholar's life became more and more comfortable. He also successfully passed the imperial examination and his official career became smoother.