Vol 1 Chapter 4 (1/2)

Chapter 4: Late Night Visitor

“Are you thinking about so?”

The little girl sitting by Fan Xian’s right hand side asked with pouted lips while the two servant girls were busy setting up the dinner table The little girl was a bit skinny and had soht next to Fan Xian, whose face was alirl appeared even more pitiful

Fan Xian reached out and rubbed the yellowish hair on the little girl’s head

“I aet to eat every day in the Capital City,” he grinned

The little girl was the daughter of the Count of Southernland, Fan Xian’s younger sister They shared the saical father but had different mothers Her name was Ruo-Ruo

She had always been feeble since birth The Old Madahter very o and kept her in Danzhou for recuperation A year had already gone by and there still wasn’t much of an improvement The hair on her head still looked sparse Born into the fa or good food Her symptoms must have resulted from premature labor, not malnutrition

Fan Xian found hih he dealt with her using the attitude of an uncle, treating her as an adorable little kid, playing with her, telling her stories, in everyone else’s eyes, such an attitude beca brother-sister relationshi+p

Nevertheless, due to Fan Xian’s aard status – a baseborn son, which is very different froirls intentionally avoidedthe other Count’s Manor in the Capital City

Since the brother asked, the little girl sincerely started counting with her fingers the tasty things she had enjoyed back in the Capital City The memory of a three-year-old is surely quite lih figurines[2]

It was quite late when dinner was over The setting sun was already half hidden by the other side of the continent, and the dense twilight began to envelop the entire manor

“Alas! Ruo-Ruo, you are indeed a Weak-Weak[3]!”

“Brother is teasing again!”

“Alright, alright! What story would you like to hear today?”

“Snow White”

A big grin suddenly appeared on Fan Xian’s face out of nowhere Luckily there was no one else around; otherwise one would be shocked to spot such a queer grin only capable by grown-ups appearing on the face of a four year old boy

“How about a ghost story?”

“No! I don’t want it” Fan Ruo-Ruo was quite frightened, shaking her head vigorously Tears quickly formed around her eyes and two streams of tears soon rolled down her darkish face Evidently, she had been torhost stories many times in the past year

Teasing this little girl was only one of Fan Xian’swith those servant girls He frequently told ghost stories to those youthful blossohtly into each other’s e on top of the bed

Although it was out of the question for Fan Xian to flirt with the young girls vocally for the sake of concealing his true self, he always enjoyed the sweet and tender hugs at these times

He would always reassure hi kid, he was still in a phase where touching was very desirable So what he did was co shameful

Every tiirls beca stories, Fan Xian would always make his teacher liable The direct result was that all the servant girls now eyed the teacher with a disgruntled look “The Count is paying a handso Master, yet you teach hihost stories It is already evil to scare a little kid, but it is evenflowers”

After the usual evening ghost story telling was over, the two servant girls, still carrying a htened yet satisfied looks, attended to the little guy’s evening hygiene routines and then shut the door to let him sleep

It seeht

Fan Xian pushed the hard and uncomfortable porcelain headrest[4] to the side, and then took out a winter robe froular shape, he made himself a “pillow”

He rested his head against the “pillow”, but his two eyes reht as he re time