Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Young Master, you can still grow taller."

"Shut up! The more you talk, the angrier you get..."

As she spoke, she saw the big red invitation in Fang Xiwen's hand, raised her eyebrows, and then she became quiet and asked, "From the Second Prince?"

"Smart," Fang Xiwen put the things on the table and spread them out, "Let's make an appointment tonight. Will you go with me?"

He liked this point about Jiang Xingchu very much. No matter how serious the situation was, he would get into the right state once it came to serious matters and he could distinguish the priorities.

Hearing this, she stroked her chin and thought for a while, then nodded: "Your guess makes sense, but we still have to give him a try."

"Ah."

"Actually, there's no need to try. He has to beg us..."

...

Before going out for dinner, Fang Xiwen was discussing with Jiang Xingchu.

“If you go as the Saint of the Star Palace, it’s not impossible, but we will have to cut it off;

It's fine in the secret realm, as we can keep it to ourselves. But if I were to hang out with you outside, it would definitely cause trouble for the Fang family."

"Well, then I'll dress up as a maid." Jiang Xingchu didn't bother to worry about whether he disliked her or not. She walked into the house without thinking too much, and then a pure little maid came out with her hair in a bun and a light green skirt.

She took light steps and took his hand; they looked at each other and smiled.

"It's quite similar to what the Jiang family wore back then, but the clothes are not this one."

"You thought everyone was the same as you. Was it nice to be called Young Master by me?"

"What's so cool about that? Am I not a handsome and noble young man?"

"Bah. By the way, speaking of the Jiang family, how is your friend doing?"

"Xizhi? He's working really hard, probably still running around..."

The two walked onto the street hand in hand, identified the direction, and headed out of the city.

The second prince's banquet was held in Tingshui Cottage.

This cottage originally belonged to a wealthy businessman in the city. His wife was from a branch of the Yun family, so Yun Wuxin was able to rent it because of their relationship. When she heard that King Rui wanted to entertain guests, she generously lent it to him.

The two arrived quickly, handed over the invitation and went in; it was obvious that Jiang Xingchu liked the style of this garden courtyard very much, and even his pace became lighter.

"Hey, let's buy one later, and I'll pay for it." Jiang Xingchu raised his eyebrows at him.

"Okay, okay, the Saint is so generous."

Led by the servants, the two men walked through the corridor, around the screen wall, and came to a spacious house.

The interior was magnificent, with some delicious food on the table, and servants stopped outside the door; it was obvious that although the scale was not bad, it was just a private banquet.

When he entered the room, he saw "Gao Chengyou" at a glance: the prince seemed to have not recovered from the cold, still wearing a fur cloak, sitting upright in the main seat, smiling gently, "Xiwen arrived quite early, please take a seat quickly."

"Thank you, King Rui." After looking at each other, Fang Xiwen nodded and moved another chair to be placed next to him.

There was no unnecessary greeting. He only saw one thing in the other's eyes... a fierce and domineering intention, just like the arrogance of a mad tiger fighting alone against the top four.

With just this one glance, Fang Xiwen confirmed his guess—the Second Prince was possessed by Yuwen Chou.

To arrive at this inference, the starting point must be traced back to the time when the secret realm collapsed;

In the fight for the stone tablet, he first killed the evil ghost and then shattered Gao Chengyou's soul. Logically, the inheritance should have been his - in fact, he also got something - but that was not the inheritance.

In the sea of ​​his consciousness, the Supreme Will once said that His original candidate was himself, but because the Emperor was exposed, this action became an "act of self-destruction" in his mouth.

So the inheritance is given to others.

Jiang Xingchu didn't get it, and Yun Yichuan is unlikely to get it. The only two candidates can only be Yuwen Chou and Ye Baiyu. He originally preferred the latter, but after considering Gao Chengyou's strange resurrection, the inheritance is likely to fall on Fenghu.

The nature of that secret realm is special, with time and space disorder, incense and religious things mixed together; if Yuwen Chou wants to "transfer his soul", he can only do it in the secret realm and only by inheriting it.

In fact, what he didn't know was that before the secret realm collapsed, Ye Baiyu had the intention to kill, but he was persuaded to back off because of the supreme will: he could kill Yuwen Chou, but he would have to pay a huge price, so he gave up.

"Since we parted in the secret realm, King Rui has become even more charming than before." "...I'll come to eat."

Not long after they sat down, Yun Yichuan, dressed in a scholar's robe, walked in and greeted them with a smile; Ye Baiyu followed behind him with a slightly cold look in his eyes, and didn't say much.

Hearing the former's greeting, Fang Xiwen couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and found that Yun's movements were really fast, and he started knocking.

Then, his right hand was taken away, and the little maid wrote two words on the palm of his hand - "Seal".

"Yichuan, Young Master Ye," the Second Prince glanced around and said with a smile, "Since we are all here, let's eat first. By the way, Yichuan, please go back and thank Miss Yun for me. She also helped a lot with this banquet. I will definitely visit her when I am free."

"My sister just likes to meddle in other people's business," Yun Yichuan nodded, then pointed to the empty seat opposite and said with a smile, "It's a pity that Brother Yuwen is not here, otherwise we can fill it up."

"Yes. Regarding Yuwen Chou's death, I feel both hateful and somewhat sorry for him," the second prince's expression remained unchanged, "I hate that he was so ruthless in the secret realm and massacred so many people on the grassland because of his personal grudge.

It is a pity that this genius who was one of the top ten on the list has passed away. It is truly a misfortune for our Great Jin."

Chapter 232 I'll kick you out of bed if you keep nagging me

There was no evasion, no equivocation;

Facing the Second Prince's calm gaze, everyone present nodded secretly.

Whether or not he should hide this matter actually depends on where the other person sits.

As long as you think about it carefully, you will know that it is impossible for the Second Prince to side with the Gao family. Even if he has this intention, he cannot show it... If they notice any signs, a single report will invite the Taoist priests from the Xuanxiao Sect to examine his soul, and he will be in for a life worse than death.

The second prince had no other choice but to ride on the chariot of the aristocratic family.

After he finished speaking, everyone present mourned for Yuwen Chou in hypocritical silence, without even touching the food and wine.

Then, the second prince broke the silence first.

He looked at Fang Xiwen: "I know you have some personal relationship with Xinggong. I wonder what they think about Xingping's matter?"

"Does King Rui have any instructions?"

"It's not really about giving advice. It's just that I see that you all seem to be planning to leave, and I happen to have some experience in governance, so..."

"We can talk about it later."

Fang Xiwen thought that this was a case of sleepiness meeting a pillow, and immediately agreed;

The proposal to take over Xingping was just a test. Now that the Gao family is strong, Xinggong will not take the initiative to provoke them and originally planned to withdraw.

I was still racking my brains over how to start the conversation, but I didn't expect the Second Prince to take the initiative to bring it up, and even offered some benefits. This was a gesture of goodwill.

After chatting for a while, Yun Yichuan raised his glass and said with a smile: "Qingming Festival is approaching, I wonder if the Second Prince has any plans?"

"What does Yichuan mean?"

"Let's go back to the capital and pay homage to our ancestors' tombs." He turned the cup upside down and said lightly.

This was a test of how much he identified with the identity of the prince and whether he had any thoughts of vying for the throne. Without expressing whether he supported it or not, Yun Yichuan just watched quietly.

"The time has not been decided yet. It depends on the arrangements made by my father and brother." The second prince shook his head.

There is ambiguity on the issue of succession... Fang Xiwen can understand that. After all, the problem of the incompatibility between body and soul has not been solved yet, so there is no need to think so far ahead.

At the same time, he also admired him a little bit - he already recognized a new father, unlike him, who still felt uncomfortable calling Fang Tianyu.

"The main thing is that the Yun family's old house is also over there, so we can get together when we have time."

"Ha, then I will wait for your contact."

Soon, after eating and drinking, just as they were about to leave, a misty fairy in white came in.

After knocking on the door, Yun Wuxin put a faint smile on his face, placed a plate of fruit on the table, and said: "Everyone here is a great man from Dajin. Even if there is nothing important to do, we can still have a small gathering like this. If there are difficulties, we should help each other."

Her voice was soft, and one could even hear a kind of maternal love; it seemed that in her eyes, everyone was a younger generation who needed to be taken care of.

"Sister..."

"Miss Yun is right. We should move around more when we have free time." The second prince seemed very supportive.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen also said a few perfunctorily, not quite understanding what she was thinking.

Among the people present, not to mention Jiang Xingchu who was dressed as a maid and whose identity was not revealed, he had a deep disgust for Yun and Ye, and I think the latter two were the same.

In addition, he and Yuwen Chou had a grudge for killing his brother, and the latter was not on friendly terms with the remaining two... In this case, the so-called mutual help was too far-fetched.

"Then everyone continue chatting. I won't bother you any more."

The woman came over and said something incomprehensible, then left, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became tense.

Apart from business, there was really nothing for them to talk about. Their hobbies, interests, and skills were all different. It was not suitable to play chess in this situation, so after a few awkward conversations, they were ready to go.

In the end, the remaining few people went back to their homes, and only Fang Xiwen was left behind.

"Xiwen, regarding the matter of the secret realm, I apologize to you. I have no other ideas as it is an emergency."

"Prince Rui, you are too polite." He bowed and met the Second Prince's gaze again, seeing the sincerity in the other's eyes.

Although he didn't say anything specific, he knew it was an apology for stabbing Jiang Xingchu;

His attitude was good, but a little strange—there was no need for the Second Prince to please him, because as long as he stayed on the side of the noble family, he would have no reason to report it.

...Could it be that he really regards himself as a rare "confidant"?

"It's getting late, and Prince Rui is not feeling well, so there's no need to see him off. We'll take our leave now." After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fang Xiwen left the house with the little maid.

The moment he stepped over the threshold, he tilted his head slightly and transmitted his voice: "The solution is the Yun family."

As he watched the hem of the clothes go away, the Second Prince's pupils shrank.

...

The night was as dark as ink. The air outside the city was quite clear. Looking up, the stars were scattered across the sky like broken glass shards, blinking.

After taking a short detour, the two walked into the city hand in hand.

On the way back home, Jiang Xingchu nudged him with his elbow and looked up: "How is it?"

"At least the attitude is good."

"Well, as for his thoughts... it's actually easy to guess," she said thoughtfully, her eyes turning, "As long as he shows his affinity for the family, those of us who know the truth will not only not expose him, but will help him conceal it."

"Yes. After all, this prince's identity is really useful. It is equivalent to infiltrating the inner circle. It is very helpful for understanding the situation of the Gao family."

In Fang Xiwen's opinion, the current situation of the royal family is like a dark box. Unless you go deep into the capital, you can only use these gentle means to find out;

He is now the eldest son of the Fang family, so he can go if he wants to, but whether he can come out again is another matter... Let's just look at Marquis Xuanping's family members in the distance.