Fairy, I really am a villain!

The waiter wearing a soft hat greeted and saw off guests, and was very respectful to everyone. He brought Fang Xiwen to the door.

After knocking a few times, he pushed the door open and walked in.

There were already two people sitting quietly inside. When they saw him come in, one of them nodded slightly, while Yun Yichuan, who was sitting by the window, smiled meaningfully and said:

"Master Fang, it's really not easy for us to see you."

"If you think I've been slacking off during this period, I won't make excuses."

With a wave of his hand, Fang Xiwen called the waiter in and ordered a few more dishes.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just right for the two people present to hear, so even Wang Wenxuan smiled a smile that all men understand.

He clenched his fist, put it to his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "If you have a 'need', Xiwen, I have a few prescriptions for strengthening the yang. I can copy them for you when I get back. Just follow the prescriptions."

"...Is it possible that I just like eating kidneys, liver and the like?"

"Do you believe it yourself?" Yun Yichuan sneered, "You don't want to make excuses, but prove it with your actions. You are really something."

Facing the two's teasing, Fang Xiwen remained calm and poured himself a cup of tea.

Soon, several plates of kidneys mixed with other dishes were brought up. The three of them tried their own methods before putting the food into their mouths.

They had offended too many people in the City of God, so they had to be careful.

"By the way, I also brought a bottle of white."

As he spoke, Fang Xiwen took out a jar of wine and placed it on the table. With a clap of his hands, the wine split into two parts and flowed into three white porcelain cups.

"What a good wine! It smells so mellow. Uncle Luo will definitely snatch it from you if he finds out." Wang Wenxuan sniffed it again and frowned slightly. "By the way, when we surrounded that branch yesterday, they seemed to be drinking this kind of wine."

"It's produced there. Shi Zimiao had several rounds of transactions with them before, and now they have been handed over to me to handle, so the account books are also in my hands, and that's how I discovered it."

After a brief explanation, Fang Xiwen asked, "So, have you found the 'traitor'?"

Wang Wenxuan said, "Yes, his name is Jiang Jun. He is currently serving as the Minister of Works in the imperial court. He is a relative of the current leader of the Dajiang Gang. He also made his fortune by relying on his political achievements in Jiangzhou. He is also in charge of following up on the construction of the ferry."

"I see. This man also has his own political considerations when he attacked Governor Hu... He is involved in too many things behind the scenes, so we can't move on him right away."

After thinking for a while, Fang Xiwen said, "Why not have someone report him a few times and see how he reacts."

"Alright."

"You seem quite relaxed, eh?" Seeing him so calm, Yun Yichuan snorted coldly, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. During this period, there are all kinds of people coming to the capital. Yu Wendi might be among them."

"So what?" Fang Xiwen shrugged after picking up the wine glass and taking a sip.

"Wow, do you think it doesn't matter if your identity is exposed? The romantic wandering sword who was supposed to be dead became the heir of the Marquisate. The former was obviously so close to the sect before, but he faked his death and sneaked into the capital of gods... Hehe, if you want to die, don't drag us into it."

"So, you thought I could keep it a secret forever?" Fang Xiwen shook her head. "That's impossible."

"This means that you started..." Yun Yichuan narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah. And if I expose myself, it will be good for you, right?"

"What do you mean? It doesn't matter if you still doubt me at this point, but you don't even want to believe the Yun family?" The square-faced man stood up suddenly, "If it weren't for the Si Tianjian backing you up, could you really do this on your own?!"

"Yichuan..." "Don't worry."

After comforting him, Fang Xiwen shook his head and said, "I never said that I doubted the Yun family. Your efforts are obvious to everyone. Even if I don't believe you, I will believe Yun Wuxin.

Not to mention that we have the same stance on dealing with the Yang Party."

"Then what did you mean just now?"

"I mean another thing. Yun Yichuan, you entered the capital earlier than me, so why did you keep hiding and wait until I arrived before you started to save yourself?"

Putting down the wine glass, Fang Xiwen looked at him straight.

Hearing this, the latter said without hesitation: "Because I am not strong enough alone, and I don't want to be the first to stand out."

“Although this reason is plausible, it doesn’t mean that one should stay at home for a long time.

However, after Yang Tianxiu's wedding banquet, you seem to have turned around. Not only are you willing to attend the drinking party, but you are also willing to participate in the public suppression with Wenxuan. Why is that?"

Hearing this, Yun Yichuan sneered, "Because there's a bastard who has abandoned everything and only cares about his own enjoyment. If I don't come out to shoulder this burden, who else can?"

"You were forced to do this, well, this reason barely makes sense. But in my opinion, Yun Yichuan, you are not that timid, and you don't have such good intentions.

You must be hiding from something."

Fang Xiwen narrowed her eyes as she spoke, "After the wedding banquet, there was no need for you to hide any longer, so you came out openly."

"Just say whatever you want to say. Why beat around the bush?"

"Isn't this what I learned from you Tianyan sorcerers? Being secretive and always hiding your true intentions between true or false words to confuse others..." "Fang Xingyun!"

boom!

Unexpectedly, Yun Yichuan got angry because of what he said, and slammed the table and said angrily: "Since you know, why are you still pretending to be stupid?!"

"...Why am I playing dumb?"

Fang Xiwen had already been somewhat confident after the questioning, but after he got angry like that, he became unsure again.

"Wenxuan, I have nothing to say to this person. I'll leave first."

"Yichuan, wait a minute..." "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

Fang Xiwen raised his hands in surrender and said, "I am too suspicious. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made assumptions about my allies."

"...I'll let you guess what you want. Anyway, I never considered you as a friend."

"Really? That's great." He seemed a little confused. "In that case, what were you angry about just now?"

"...You really don't know?"

"How would I know if you didn't tell me?"

"You should know even if I don't tell you!" Yun Yichuan pointed angrily at the thing on his waist, "My sister gave you her private seal, you bastard!

Don’t you go to see her unless you have something important to do? ! "

"..."

After a moment of silence, Fang Xiwen raised his glass to block the conversation. "Yun Wuxin's matter has nothing to do with our current conversation."

"How dare you say that to her face!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was becoming increasingly tense, Wang Wenxuan immediately stepped out to smooth things over and change the subject:

"Okay, okay, now that we have decided on the treatment of the 'traitor' and Xiwen has his own plan for the identity issue, today's meeting can be considered a successful resolution. What is there to argue about?"

Hearing this, the two of them snorted coldly and leaned back in their chairs.

"Xiwen, maybe you and Yichuan have had some private grievances, but now he and the Yun family are our allies, we should trust them."

"Yichuan, even if Miss Yun is friends with him, that's their private matter. Both parties involved are so reasonable, why should we interfere?"

Finally, with Wang Wenxuan's gentle persuasion, the dinner came to a successful conclusion, and at least no one walked out halfway.

~~

The sound of firecrackers came from across the street. The house opposite had already been decorated with lights and there was a bright big corner lantern under the eaves. Three or two children were sitting under it, eating hot buns.

At the door of the house owned by the third young master, Jiang Xingchu stepped lightly on a high stool and tapped the couplets that had just been posted.

"So cute..." Fang Xiwen stepped out of the door and her eyes melted when she saw this scene.

"Mr. Fang, if you dare to look at me like that again, believe it or not, I will beat you up." She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and threatened with her fists.

"Okay, okay, I'll carry you down right away."

"...Do you really want to have a fight?"

Although she put on a ferocious look, Fang Xiwen still carried her down forcefully and hit her lightly on the chest.

They moved the stool away and sat down next to each other on the steps at the door.

Jiang Xingchu took off her scarf and wrapped it halfway around his neck, and whispered, "It's such a critical moment, and you're still here leisurely. Is this really okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know that there are many people in God who want to make your life... miserable, and they are all preparing to deal with you." Considering that the festival was approaching, she did not say the unlucky word.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen took her hand in her palm and said with a smile: "Let them make a fuss. Nothing is more important than accompanying my Saint Lady."

"Tsk, how many times have you said this?"

“First time.”

"Really? Then you'll have more to say later." Jiang Xingchu glanced at him sideways.

A horse-drawn carriage passed by on the street, and the axle made a crisp sound, shaking off a small amount of snow that had piled up on the roof of the carriage.

"Cold?"

"A little bit, cover it for me."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen blew on her hand and said, "After the New Year, it's time to send you out of the city."

"Do you have to tell me now? Are you eager for me to leave, or do you think I'll be happy to hear the news?"

Jiang Xingchu pulled his hand back with an unfriendly tone.

"...Pfft," he laughed and stretched out his arms, "Xingchu, come and let me hug you."

"Get lost," Jiang Xingchu pushed him and pursed her lips, "I'm in a bad mood now and don't want to touch you."

"You misunderstood. I meant for you to go first. I will come find you after I have dealt with the matter in Shendu."

"Really?"

Her eyes suddenly lit up, like a little girl who had received a dream gift, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his clothes tightly.

"Well, you go back to Longchuan first, and then I'll see if I should take that little rascal with me. You don't mind, do you?"

"If it's Qingni's case, then yes."

After biting his ear for a while at the door, Jiang Xingchu raised the corners of his lips, leaned over and kissed him, then quickly walked into the house.

"Wang Ningzhu, I will give Fang's name to you during this period of time."

"...Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, bye~"