Fairy, I really am a villain!

The two looked at each other and bowed to each other. Fang Xiwen bowed his hands somewhat flattered, apologized, and turned to leave.

Chapter 209 Are we good friends...?

Fang Xiwen dragged his injured body to the Six Gates first and told them to keep the plan and evidence for arresting the grassland man so that he could prove his innocence later.

Then he called the guards of Xinggong and asked them to resettle the refugees and pay the necessary expenses from the accounts of Lixianglou and other properties.

Be it arrogance or conceit, he always felt that since he was in charge of the city, he should be responsible for outsiders.

After arranging some more things, it was getting dark. He took some more medicine on the way and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Seeing him coming back, the two girls immediately came up to him.

Lin Huazhi held onto his arm, and her true energy surged into him. Her expression suddenly turned extremely bad: "Why are you so badly injured?"

"Fortunately, they are just minor injuries—"

"You are the one protecting him?!" Turning her head, she looked at the woman in black and said angrily.

"Huazhi, it was me who told my second sister not to take the lead..."

"Are you the one doing the location shooting or am I the one doing the location shooting?" Li Muyu interrupted him coldly and retorted.

"Can't you see I'm fighting? That barbarian dog is at the second level of heaven, and he's practicing the way of incense and fire!"

"So what? After all, what he did was to give you Xinggong, and it was his own body that was hurt!"

The relationship between these two people has always been average.

Lin Huazhi knew that she was born as a killer and her hands were not clean, and she did not like Li Muyu's cold temperament, but because of him, they got along normally, but she felt somewhat resistant in her heart;

In Li Muyou's eyes, Fang Xiwen had been overworked recently, and it was all for Xinggong's sake:

He never spent a penny of the money in the account. Not only did he wear those threadbare blue shirts all year round, but he was also dedicatedly training those little girls and teaching them how to do things.

Normally she could tolerate being a little tired, but today she almost died at the hands of someone else. How could she accept this?

Seeing that the two were about to get really angry, Fang Xiwen coughed and spat a mouthful of blood onto his handkerchief; he covered his mouth and waved his hands weakly.

Seeing this, the yard suddenly became quiet.

"You...what's wrong with you?" Lin Huazhi's eyes were a little red, not knowing whether it was because of the quarrel or something else. She carefully held his arm.

"I told you it was an external injury," Fang Xiwen smiled and asked her, "The enemy is pretty strong, aren't you hurt?"

“…I am also injured.”

"And second sister, I told you not to come over, don't blame yourself... We have to raise the Sword Sect's flag, as long as we don't expose our identity."

"…It's up to you."

After a few words, the two of them could no longer quarrel and could only walk into the house while holding his hand.

Lin Huazhi looked over with peeking eyes and found that he was still smiling.

"What are you laughing at? You're already injured like this."

"I'm happy that you care about me so much."

"…Humph, I just can't explain to the young master if something happens to you."

Muttering to themselves, the three of them entered the room together. Li Muyu ran to turn on the light and closed the windows slightly.

Lin Huazhi helped him lie down on the bed and deftly took off his coat, shoes and socks.

"…What?" Seeing the buttons of his clothes being opened one by one, Fang Xiwen subconsciously tried to cover them, but was slapped away.

"Bandage the wound, don't bother."

"I have stopped the bleeding..."

"Shut up. Go take his pants off."

"it is good."

In the blink of an eye, Fang Xiwen was left with only a pair of pants on his body; he tried to pull the quilt over, but it was snatched away and confiscated.

Strong muscles, smooth lines, fair skin... Lin Huazhi's face burned, she pursed her lips, and said with a stern face: "Don't make it seem like we are taking advantage of you."

"No, I don't think it's a big deal."

"Well, can I touch it?" Li Muyu's eyes lit up slightly, he looked up and down, and immediately stretched out his hand to touch it randomly.

"Second sister, don't do this, it's a bit itchy..."

"Then, then I want to too—"

"Hey, didn't you say you would bandage me?"

...

In fact, Fang Xiwen's injuries were not serious, but it was not accurate to say that they were all external injuries.

The grassland warrior's final secret technique did indeed cause internal injuries, which was also the main reason why he coughed up blood.

However, because of his Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, his skin was thick, his meridians were strong, and he was durable, so he was still able to do his job even after being chopped a few times.

Now those wounds have stopped bleeding, and some have even begun to scab over... So the two girls were no longer panicked when they saw this, and wanted to take advantage of it.

At this time, Fang Xiwen rested his head on his second sister's thigh, tilted his head back, revealing the knife wound on his chest; Lin Huazhi reached out and applied medicine to his wound. Her movements were quite restless, and it could be said that there were quite a lot of unnecessary operations.

Although he had adapted for a while, he still felt a little shy, so he grabbed Li Muyou's hand as if to cover up and talked about what happened today: "By the way, do you know who I met?"

"Who?"

"The second prince, Prince Rui Gao Chengyou. He picked up the head of the grassland warrior, helped me walk back to the city, and made an appointment to discuss things... Hmm!"

"He must be the mysterious nobleman you mentioned," Lin Huazhi tickled him, finding his reaction very interesting, and continued, "What else did he say?"

"He also said that he was visiting incognito for those grassland people."

"You brought it up yourself before you even suspected it? Why do I feel like you're just trying to cover up something..."

"Yes, a little. He seemed to care about the people in his words, which was strange."

"Tsk. He enjoys himself lying in the yard and lets chambers of commerce across the country supply him with luxury items, yet he says nice things." Lin Huazhi just sneered.

"He doesn't seem like a good person, I guess." Li Muyu let him hold her hand and added after hearing what he said.

Fang Xiwen played with the fair and smooth hand, spreading out the five fingers, kneading and pinching it, while thinking, with similar thoughts as the two of them.

He tended to believe that Gao Chengyou was connected with the people of the grassland, otherwise it would be difficult to explain how they crossed the north land silently; even if there was an external leader, so many aristocratic families would not sit idly by.

If the royal family is endorsing them, then it makes sense.

But in this case, Gao Chengyou's act of killing became an attempt to silence someone, and seemed to be intentional.

Maybe he wanted to cover up something...

"By the way, Huazhi, did you notice anything when you were fighting with that guy outside?"

"Yes," she said, her voice softening as she heard him call her name, "That person is a practitioner of the Way of Incense and Fire, gathering his will and power to build a reward body;

The control over the power of law is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and when necessary, it can also descend from the sky..."

Lin Huazhi has always been a practical person and does not know much about the principles of this Taoism. She only knows that this type of people rely on the protection of "Changshengtian" and often call them "shamans" or "wizards."

And because the power of will is also a kind of power of heaven and earth, and because they were exposed to it earlier, they had developed a high level of application of legal principles in the early stage of the location shooting, and their combat power was quite strong.

"Then you can tie with him, that's pretty impressive."

"On the one hand, I'm strong, but on the other hand, he didn't use his full strength. It seems like he is concerned about something." After thinking for a while, Lin Huazhi said.

Being concerned about something...is it the Sword Sect?

No, the people on the grassland also know Fang Qingxiao?

Fang Xiwen glanced at her second sister and suddenly felt like laughing; this was originally just an idle move, but it unexpectedly became evidence of Gao Chengyou's collusion with Caoyuan.

But it is also possible that the people of the grassland are afraid of the powerful person behind the Gao family... In short, we have to wait and see.

After going over the matter in her mind several times, Lin Huazhi finished applying the medicine and secretly touched his stomach.

"I asked the kitchen to cook porridge. Could you please go and get it?" she said to Li Muyu.

"Okay." The latter reluctantly pulled his hand away, looked at her, got up and walked out.

Soon, the room became quiet.

Fang Xiwen sat up, put on his coat, looked at the half-open door, and said, "What's wrong with you today? It's not like you at all."

"Not like me?"

"Although you usually look impulsive, you actually have your mind calculated. You know it's useless to get angry."

“…Want to know?”

Lin Huazhi was sitting next to him, and upon hearing that, she suppressed her expression.

"Think, you can tell me anything. We are good friends, right?"

"Previously."

After hearing these somewhat cold words, he turned around in surprise, but before he could ask any questions, his mouth was blocked by something warm.

The pair of beautiful eyes were close at hand, wide open, clearly reflecting her in his eyes. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The slightly slippery hand was cupped on his cheek, holding it particularly tightly, as if afraid that he would run away.

Fang Xiwen's mind went blank for a while. He saw some water in Lin Huazhi's eyes, which were moist and beautiful.

The mouth that always spoke carelessly is now just two gentle lips, tightly... pressed against each other.

He didn't know how long it had been before he heard the sound of someone hastily stepping out of the door, swaying and disorganized; when he came to his senses, there was no one around him.

Chapter 210 Ancient Secrets

That night.

Liu Manhong had been waiting outside the City Lord's Mansion for a while. He squatted on the curb with his hands folded in his sleeves, and looked up to see the plaque on the City Lord's Mansion clearly.

"A clear mirror hangs high."

This was written by a calligrapher when I was in office, and it has not been removed to this day.