Chapter 105 Facing Destiny Standing at the gate with his hands behind his back, watching the two carriages go away until they disappeared from his sight, Mei Cheng'an looked up at the sky. The sky at three or four o'clock in the afternoon in spring is extremely beautiful. At this time, the sky presents a deep and soft blue, peaceful and beautiful. Mei Cheng looked at him quietly for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he turned around and went back home. …… Two carriages were carrying bluestone slabs, traveling one after the other on the way back to Fan's house. Inside the Fan family’s carriage. Seeing his sister looking at him with resentful eyes, Fan Xian touched his nose awkwardly and coughed twice. Without waiting for his sister to ask, Fan Xian quickly explained in detail the reason why he did not go home to see his family when he arrived at his doorstep but instead came to look for Mei Cheng'an, with some embellishments and changes. Seeing her brother looking at her cautiously with a guilty look on his face after he finished explaining, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Brother, you don't have to explain this to me, I understand."
Fan Xian smoothed his chest and let out a long sigh, then looked at his sister in confusion. "Then why do you have that expression? I thought you blamed me for not coming home to see you as soon as possible." Fan Ruoruo's expression turned into resentment again. Fan Xian took one look and said quickly. "Yes, that's the expression. If it's not because of going home, then what is it about?" Fan Ruoruo gave Fan Xian a reproachful look and spoke in a low voice. "Brother, it's already very abrupt of you to come to see Brother Mei's house today. How can you even ask him for something? This is too rude! If I had known I would not have gotten off the carriage to wait for you. You don’t know how embarrassed I was when Brother Mei looked at me. I wished I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into right there and then. I can't even imagine what kind of image you have in other people's minds now, brother, what do you think?" "..." Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Oh, I don't think it's a big deal. You scared me to death. You're worrying too much. There's no need to be embarrassed. It may seem like the first time we met, but we've known each other for a long time. So we hit it off right away, like old friends. Don't worry, he won't take it to heart." Fan Ruoruo was skeptical. "Really?" Fan Xian smiled. "When did I ever lie to you? I said I would come to see you, but did I come?" Fan Ruoruo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that her brother had indeed not lied to her. "I can rest assured that." Fan Xian smiled and touched his sister's head, but Fan Ruoruo dodged by leaning back.
"Hey, brother, don't touch my hair, it's messed up." Fan Xian was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He was no longer a child. His sister had grown into a big girl, and it was time for her to pay attention to her image. His gesture of intimacy was a little inappropriate, so he smiled awkwardly and took his hand back. Fan Ruoruo remembered something while she was fixing her hair. "By the way, brother, there is something I need to remind you of." Fan Xian nodded. "You said." Fan Ruoruo showed an apologetic expression. "The reason why I know you are in Mei Mansion is because I revealed some information about you to my father and he analyzed it, so..." Fan Xian didn't care. "It's okay. There's no need to keep this a secret. Just tell me." Fan Ruoruo was a little anxious. "Hey brother, that's not what I want to say. Just listen to me." Fan Xian felt a little embarrassed. "Go on, I won't interrupt you." Fan Ruoruo took a deep breath and continued. "What I want to say is that although it was Dad who analyzed the matter, his face looked a little ugly when I confirmed it. It seems that he must be angry. Brother, you'd better be mentally prepared. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to pass Dad's test." "..." …… East Palace. The prince stood on the high steps with his back to Gong Dian. Looking at the painting in his hand that he had given him and then returned to him, he spoke calmly. "From now on, you and I will each have our own duties, and we won't have to meet in private anymore." Gong Dian's expression was moved and he clasped his fists. "Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness. I will take my leave now." After saying this, Gong Dian respectfully bowed to the Crown Prince, then stood up and strode out. The prince narrowed his eyes, loosened his grip and let the painting fall to his feet, feeling a little depressed. My aunt acted on her own initiative and arranged for palace maids to stop him and destroy Fan Xian's reputation without informing me, but His Majesty discovered this in advance and killed them all. After being reprimanded by His Majesty, Gong Dian came to him and tore up the painting and gave him advice, saying that he wanted to break off their personal relationship.
What the hell is going on. …… Mei Mansion. Mei Cheng'an returned to the courtyard and looked at the empty space where a recliner had been placed before, feeling a little uncomfortable. He turned around and gave instructions to Sweet Potato behind him. "Let someone make another recliner just like it was." "Yes, Master." Mei Cheng'an nodded and went back to his room. It took him some time to entertain Fan Xian, and he hadn't written a letter to his wife yet. After grinding the ink and spreading out the letter paper, the first sentence Mei Cheng'an wrote was. "Roujia, guess who I met today? It was Fan Xian, the man who wrote your favorite book, The Dream of the Red Chamber." Mei Cheng'an stopped writing here. He suddenly remembered that when they were chatting before, he forgot to remind Fan Xian to speed up the update of "Dream of Red Mansions" because his wife was anxious to read it. Mei Chengan slapped his forehead. Damn, what can he remember in a day? Fortunately, they will meet again tomorrow. It doesn't matter if he forgets today, but he must not forget to remind Fan Xian tomorrow. After repeating it three times in his mind, Mei Chengan finally felt relieved and continued writing along the same handwriting. "Hahahaha, that's right, he went back to Kyoto, and we became friends. Don't worry, I will urge him to write the subsequent chapters of Red Mansions as soon as possible..." By the time the letter was finished, the sun had already set. Not long after I ordered the bluebird to deliver the letter, the sky became completely dark. …… Fan Mansion. Fan Xian had been standing in the study for more than an hour, but Fan Jian was still looking at the account book, making a few notes from time to time, with no intention of paying any attention to him. Fan Jian was not in a hurry, and neither was Fan Xian. They just stood there quietly and watched. After a while, Fan Jian finally put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief, finally finishing the work at hand. He shook his sleeves, then looked up at Fan Xian, and after glancing at him for a few seconds, he spoke. "Are you in a hurry?" Fan Xian knelt down and said loudly. "Greetings to father. Father, there is no rush. We have waited in Danzhou for so many years. It doesn't matter if we wait a little longer." Fan Jian sneered. "Not in a hurry? I see you're in a hurry, so much so that you didn't even have time to go home and put down your luggage before you ran to someone else's house." "..." Fan Xian touched his nose and said nothing. Fan Jian snorted.
"Nothing to say?" Fan Xian smiled. "Yes, but I'm afraid you won't like it if I tell you." Fan Jian stroked his brows. "But it doesn't matter." Fan Xian spoke immediately. "Except for Ruoruo, I don't really want to see anyone in this mansion. Take you for example, you threw me to Danzhou for so many years and never paid any attention to me. As for Aunt Liu, she is suspected to be the real murderer who sent people to assassinate me. As for my younger brother whom I have never met, Aunt Liu sent Butler Zhou to target me in various ways because of him. It is difficult for me to have a good impression of him. Let me tell you, between this family and the person I have always wanted to meet, is there anything wrong with me choosing the latter?" Fan Jian's eyes fixed and he remained silent. According to what the child said, there is nothing wrong with what he did. Well, let’s not talk about that matter anymore. The important thing right now is that the child has a deep misunderstanding of his family, and this misunderstanding must be resolved quickly. After thinking for a while, Fan Jian spoke. "Let's talk about it one by one. First, it's a bit unreasonable to leave you in Danzhou for so many years without paying any attention to you. It's normal for you to feel resentful. Do you need me to hold you and cry for half an hour to express my apology?" This was too awkward for two grown men. Fan Xian hurriedly stretched out his hand to refuse. "Don't!" Fan Jian snorted. "I think so too. Second, the person who wants to kill you is not from the Liu family." Although Fan Xian had largely ruled out Aunt Liu as a suspect after discussing with Mei Cheng'an, he still wanted to confirm it in person just in case. After thinking about it, Fan Xian spoke calmly. "Oh, maybe we'll know if she talks to us in person." Fan Jian was stunned for a moment. It was indeed more direct and effective to talk about it face to face than to go to great lengths to explain it for Liu here, so he nodded. "I'll arrange it at dinner time." Fan Jian picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "If you want anything else or anything you're dissatisfied with, you can tell us and we can solve it all at once." "It's gone for now." Fan Jian smiled and put down the teacup. "Okay, let's talk business. What kind of person do you want to be?" …… The backyard of the Fan Mansion.
Liu Ruyu frowned. "Then Fan Xian hasn't come out yet?" The maid replied. "Yes." Liu was a little worried and talked to herself. "What are you talking about? Why are you talking for so long?" Versace on the side suddenly spoke. "Mom, I'm hungry. When can I eat?" Upon hearing this, Liu raised her eyebrows and looked at Versace. "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat. It's already difficult to deal with Fan Ruoruo in the mansion. Now there's Fan Xian who is close to her. Seeing that your father has been talking to him in the study for such a long time, he must not be as indifferent to him as he has shown in the past. Can't you pay more attention to him?" Versace was too lazy to think about it. He just wanted to eat, so he answered casually. "What's there to worry about? He's just a wild boy from Danzhou. If he doesn't obey me, I can just find someone to beat him up. Mom, when can we eat? I'm so hungry." Aunt Liu rolled her eyes. "There are some snacks on the table. Have one first." Then he remembered the method his son had just mentioned, and after thinking about it, his eyes lit up. This method sounded a bit simple and crude, but it was perfect to use it to test the situation when it was unclear. Liu looked at her son with appreciation. "I didn't expect you to be so quick-witted. Your idea is great." Versace looked at the plates of snacks and had no desire to eat anything. But when he heard Liu's words, he agreed without hesitation. "Okay, okay, I'll think of a solution after we finish eating." …… Sorry, guys, it’s a little late. Today I went to face my destiny and forgot to write. This chapter was written urgently. There is only one chapter today. Please forgive me. (End of this chapter)
