Vol 2 Chapter 87 (1/2)
Chapter 87: Pillow Talk
Fan Jian frowned, putting down the bowl of stewed fruits he was holding; it seeh to have burned his hand ”I a on behalf of Lady Liu While person she found see under the orders of the palace Lady Liu is oat in this matter”
”Who in the palace wants”Why do they want me dead? Could it be that they know that I am the son of the Ye family?”
”Of course they don't know that!” For soht hand gripped the armrest of the chair ”Of those who know about this, no one wishes to harm you If there were someone anted to harm you, that would not be the reason why”
”You mean to say that there has never been anyone in the entire capital who knows about the relationshi+p between my mother and my father? If those people know about that relationshi+p, then ould no one suspect that a bastard son is the child of the Ye family?”
Fan Xian was filled with doubt as he pondered this question He felt his blood run cold After having found all this out, it seemed that there were more important questions, but he didn’t theo, I was a twelve-year-old boy, living far away in Danzhou, and I had no connection to anything going on in the capital”
”Four years ago was also when His Majesty accepted Miss Lin as his adopted daughter, and when she was betrothed to be married At the time, His Majesty decided that you would be the one to handle royal business, and it then that you were firstput in charge of such a direct source of wealth, what do you think the nobles and the palace ht choose?”
”They'd choose to do aith me as neatly as possible”
”The Overwatch Council had already found out four years ago, but unfortunately they had no proof, so there was nothing that they could do about them”
Fan Xian laughed ”Even if they had proof, perhaps the reason they did nothing was because the Overwatch Council were bureaucrats, and those people were nobles”
Fan Jian nodded
”Who is it ants to kill me?”
”The eer and the eldest princess,” Count Sinan answered with a smile ”But since you already survived to adulthood and caain They also cannot risk the Eainst you”
”You're too optimistic,” Fan Xian said sorrowfully ”Even if they killedto his wife and his little sister?”
Fan Jian did not respond, instead changing the subject ”Recently, it's been obvious that Crown Prince Jing has wanted to get closer to you, and you must also think of a way tothat
Fan Xian agreed He knew that every great house in the capital, actively or passively, had to take a clear stand on this issue Princes fought over the right to inherit the really had a number of cheap tricks, whether it was in this world or the previous world, the story was always the same: Once the curtains were raised, the actors would all e, and their weapons were either their blades or their words They played their part for others to see, and for themselves - if Fan Manor wished to remain ireat efforts to do so
Late that night, Count Sinan sat alone on the i his now-cold stewed fruit and thinking on what Fan Xian had said He thought of the painful price that he himself had once paid, and the corner of hisbloody scenes that occurred in that ht, the Eer's father had trembled at the point of his blade, and he had beheaded hily recalling the sound that it had entle smile
Over the next few days, Fan Xian was at ease, enjoying his status as the eldest son in the chuan Road to see how far the bookstore had come with its preparations And the bookseller, also na that he said, and so Mr Cui, the family advisor, had returned to Count Sinan's side And every other evening, Fan Xian would slip away to the courtyard of the i over the wall on his faer closed, and the chicken-leg girl was always quietly waiting for him
He did not go there because he was driven by romantic passion, but because Lin Wan'er's illness would not let her go any further The palace men were blockheads, but thankfully, after the imperial physicians had received a number of bribes fro to ad the princess a little bit of meat or fish would be beneficial to her health
Fan Xian often went there to bring her food and the pills that he had ht clash hat the imperial doctors prescribed her, so he ht her a lot of fine food to satisfy her day-long hunger As the days passed, Lin Wan'er's health clearly got better Her cheeks were much rosier, but not with the redness that her ill-health had caused her before And her figure filled out, with her cheeks beco much rounder
Lin Wan'er was a bit concerned by this, but Fan Xian was happy After they were married, he would prefer to be with a woman with fertile curves