Fairy, I really am a villain!

Soon, the two returned home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a beautiful woman in nightgown standing in the yard; she had a gentle expression, a layer of moonlight on her shoulders, and two steaming towels in her hands.

"Huazhi? Didn't you say you don't have to wait for us..."

"No, I can sense it."

She smiled, took Fang Xiwen's hand, raised the hot towel to wipe his face, and threw the other one to Jiang Xingchu.

"I can do it myself."

"Good boy..."

"Are you taking care of a child? Fang Xiwen, are you three years old this year?!" The Saint took the towel and was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

He is obviously my man, he is obviously my subordinate!

"It has nothing to do with him, I just like it. Young master, shall I wipe it for you too?" Lin Huazhi looked over with a smile.

She knew that Jiang Xingchu hated being treated like a child and couldn't even joke with him, so she only had a higher level of tolerance towards Fang Xiwen.

"I bother!"

After wiping it a few times, Jiang Xingchu threw the towel back, then grabbed his hand and walked into the house.

After closing the door, she leaned back and looked him up and down, a sneer on her face: "Look at how you look now, you are so skinny.

No wonder the big sects all say not to have sex before the Nine Apertures. I guess they are reminding people like you."

"What happened to me?"

"You feel wronged? You didn't do anything except the last step?"

"No, did I do this all by myself?" Fang Xiwen blushed. He was confused, angry, and resisted.

"What do you mean, you blame us for seducing you? Isn't it that you have poor self-control? Young people nowadays..."

After scolding him harshly, Jiang Xingchu shook his head vigorously, feeling very disappointed.

Seeing this, he laughed in anger and pointed to the door: "Yes, I have poor self-control. You move your things out now, I want to go to bed."

"I'm not moving, I'm just training you."

"Then what were you talking about just now!"

The two stared at each other for a while and then turned their heads away.

Then, Fang Xiwen thought there was no need to argue with her on this topic, so she said, "Okay, let's not talk about each other anymore. Let's plan our trip to Xinggong, shall we?"

"Humph."

Do you think you can fool her by talking about business? I will let you off the hook.

Jiang Xingchu turned back, stretched out his hand and shook out a map, spreading it on the table: "Are you seasick? If you want to go faster, it's best to take a boat. I'll go book one."

"It's okay. If I shake too much, I might get dizzy."

"Okay, that's settled." She put the map away, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, if you really get seasick, I will take care of you."

"Just don't take advantage of the opportunity to mess with me." Fang Xiwen knew what kind of person she was and shook her head.

"How could that be?" Jiang Xingchu thought of something and smiled brightly, then looked around the room: "Have you packed your things?"

"almost."

"Then we'll set off the day after tomorrow, leaving you one day to sort out the mess."

"That's enough. Let's arrange a dinner tomorrow."

After finalizing many details, Jiang Xingchu took off his coat, dived into the quilt, and urged again and again; then he turned off the lights, lifted the quilt, and got into bed.

The two of them lay side by side facing each other, and the girl's fan-like eyelashes fluttered.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, why are you going to Xinggong?"

"Uh, to visit where you grew up?" He smiled.

"There's nothing to see, and I don't believe it." Jiang Xingchu stepped on him lightly and snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay. I heard from Huazhi before that there is a secret place in your Xinggong. I'm a little interested... Could it be a forbidden place?"

"Nonsense, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"Can I come in?"

"Are you an outsider?"

Fang Xiwen was amused and reached out to pinch her face, "Okay, I'm your wife."

"That's good to know," Jiang Xingchu smiled complacently, quietly raised her body to look at the window, then leaned close to his ear and said in a charming voice, "Look, they've all gone to bed."

"...and you're still saying you're not trying to seduce me?"

"Are you coming?"

"Can you let me take a day off? I can help you deal with it."

"Take it out quickly, or I'll kick you off the bed!"

Chapter 233 The fairy you messed up is pretty good, right?

The next day.

Fang Xiwen met Liu Manhong at Lixianglou and ordered some dishes and rice wine in advance.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, both of them feeling a little emotional. Liu Manhong ate a peanut, a look of nostalgia on his face: "I never thought that when we first met on the road, it was actually the first meeting between the old and new city lords."

"Hey," he waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm not the mayor of the city. It's my family's head, Lin, who has been managing this place in an orderly manner. It's because of her hard work that we have achieved what we have today."

"Yes, even if I am also working outside, I can't patrol like her every night. She is such a capable woman."

"But Huazhi has no experience after all. I think if it were Lord Liu, he would be able to handle the current situation better, right?"

After eating some dishes, Fang Xiwen asked.

He could see that Liu Manhong had been constrained before. On the one hand, he did not have the ability to govern, and on the other hand, he had to meet the extremely demanding targets from above, so he was often in self-doubt.

"It's hard to say. But since Xing Gong is leaving, I, Old Liu, will be the city lord."

"Ha, I have to return that house to you. By the way, after all this time in the Xing Palace, have the conditions you've been given become more relaxed?"

"I think it will happen, and Prince Rui has also promised to fight for me," Liu Manhong said, taking a sip of wine, his face flushed, "Since returning from the secret realm, Prince Rui has been much more relaxed in his management, and he is not so concerned about the fight for the throne.

Master Fang, was he frightened by the grassland people? "

"It's possible." Fang Xiwen nodded seriously, thinking that those warriors were wrongly accused.

Liu Manhong was very careful in not touching on this topic.

After a few more drinks, both of them looked a little drunk.

Fang Xiwen raised his glass and said with a smile: "I wish City Lord Liu a bright future. I hope that the next time we meet, it won't be at that roasted sweet potato stall."

"Haha, what are you talking about!" Liu Manhong was amused by him and shook his head: "Once you leave, I will be blamed to death by the people."

"How to say?"

"She was such a beautiful fairy, but now she has turned into an old man with yellow teeth. No matter how well I manage her, I will still be scolded."

"Ha, you'll get used to it eventually. By the way, Lao Liu, if you get promoted, do you want to go to the capital?"

"...No," he shook his head vigorously, "I was sent here and there is no way back."

As he spoke, he drank two more glasses of wine and said nothing more.

...

Originally, Fang Xiwen wanted to take him to the Six Gates for a tour and use his influence to endorse him, but when they got there, he found out that he was the local tyrant and was very familiar with the chief of police.

So he went straight back home and called over a few idle girls.

They seemed to like the kotatsu very much, and as soon as they heard that there was something to discuss, they all wanted to go to his room;

After all, it was only the last one or two days, so Fang Xiwen just let it go.

They lit a small stove, and the four of them sat in a circle, covered their legs with quilts, and started to discuss the matter.

Fang Xiwen spoke first: "Second sister, what are you going to do? Xingchu and I are going to the hinterland of Longchuan to do some business."

"Yes, I know." Li Muyou nodded and took out a letter from his arms. "I'm going back to Yiling. Fang Qingxiao has something to discuss with me."

"Sister? What's the matter? You two have such a good relationship?" He was very pleased and reached out to take the envelope, but Li Muyu retracted his hand.

"It's about you."

"what?"

"Then, Fang Qingxiao said she couldn't tell you." Li Muyou put the letter away and said seriously, "She seemed to be angry with you."

"Angry with me?!" He was stunned. "She didn't send any letters and we didn't meet. I was the only one who wrote letters to her. How could she be angry for nothing?"

"I don't know. Oh, your confidante is also with Fang Qingxiao, it seems."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining two gazes were directed at him.

"Oh, Xiaofan... Xiaoqingni," Fang Xiwen pretended not to see it, ran to the corner of the table, flipped through a few official newspapers, and brought them back: "Let me see."

"Hey~~ My confidante——"

Jiang Xingchu stood up, sat down on his thighs, supported his cheek, and stretched out his voice.

Following the date, he found the relevant records of the sword fight at Guihua Mountain and flipped through them;

It’s not that he doesn’t care about Luo Qingni. He basically exchanges messages with Xiaofantong every day, but most of the chat records are: "What did you eat?", "Are you full?", "Is it delicious?", etc., so he changed all the notes.

Most of the topics were like this. Although they were not very meaningful, Fang Xiwen felt relieved knowing that she was happy.

"Fairy Shuiyue lost by one move, unfortunately, to the Sword Sect's senior sister... In recent years, she is the only one who can fight with Fairy Lingjian to this extent in swordsmanship... The two hit it off and became close friends. Fairy Shuiyue accepted the invitation and went to the Sword Sect..."

Jiang Xingchu read out the words above, his tone was playful: "'A cold and elegant appearance', 'treasured with words', 'superb swordsmanship'... The reports of the Six Gates have always been objective, and it really is that beautiful.

Fang Xiwen, you have good taste, don't you?"

"...What is taste?" He stammered, sweat pouring down his face.

"When will you bring her over to see me, huh?"