I made the villain right.

As soon as Fan Hua walked into Du Xuan's room, he saw two servants stopping Du Xuan from getting out of bed.

One of them even warned Du Xuan: "You are seriously injured, don't move around and tear the wound. Your master will be here soon, so just stay here and be at ease."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Hua came towards him. Only then did Du Xuan calm down, and the two servants tactfully withdrew, leaving space for Fan Hua and Du Xuan.

"Master" Du Xuan wanted to get up, but was stopped by Fan Hua.

"Just lie down."

"Yes." Du Xuan lay back on the bed obediently and asked, "Where is this?"

"The Private Residence of Yun Bohou"

Du Xuan was puzzled when he heard this: "Why would Yun Bohou risk his life to help us?" Du Xuan thought about it and seemed to react: "It's Li Shizi"

"Not entirely. We are now on the same boat with Yunbohou Mansion. You should just stay here and recover. Don't worry about me."

Fan Hua didn't say much, and Du Xuan didn't ask any more questions, but he probably guessed that there was some kind of interest connection between Fan Hua and the Yunbohou Mansion.

"Yes," Du Xuan promised.

Then I heard someone knocking at the door, followed by the voice of a servant.

"Master Fan, the Marquis said he has something important to discuss with you. Please move to the front hall."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Fan Hua said, then walked out of the room and followed the servant to the front hall.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Li Zhi sitting with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking about. When Li Zhi heard the noise, he looked up and saw that the servant had brought the person in, so he asked the servant to leave and left the two of them alone.

Li Zhi poured a cup of tea for Fan Hua, who then took it and drank it. As the tea went down his throat, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and in a trance, his eyes gradually became blurred...

Drinking this tea made him feel inexplicably familiar, as if he had drunk this tea many years ago.

Then Li Zhi spoke up and pulled him back: "I have asked Mu Ci to get everything done. Master Fan's move is like licking blood on the tip of a knife. If it fails, our Li family will be doomed."

When Fan Hua heard this, the hand holding the teacup suddenly paused, and then he calmly put the cup down.

"If we don't do this, how can we lure the enemy deep into our territory?"

Li Zhi was silent for a moment, still a little worried, and asked again: "What if it doesn't work?"

Fan Hua glanced at Li Zhi and said calmly: "My Lord, don't worry too much. This matter is 60% certain."

Li Zhi didn't expect Fan Hua to be calm and confident, so he couldn't help but ask, "Does Pavilion Master Fan always like to gamble when doing things?"

Fan Hua shook his head, then looked directly at Li Zhi, and said with an unusually firm look: "I don't make a bet that I'm not sure of."

Seeing Fan Hua's confident look, Li Zhi didn't say anything else.

Fan Hua calmly picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea and started drinking it, looking relaxed, as if he was tasting tea.

Li Zhi, who was observing him silently from the side, secretly sighed in his heart.

He finally understood why Qin Yixian went to such great lengths to get rid of Fan Hua. Fan Hua was so strategic and scheming at such a young age, and so calm. Being an enemy of someone like Fan Hua made him feel like a dormant tiger, ready to pounce on him at any time. It was really too dangerous.

"Although the tea is light, it has a rich aroma. It makes me feel relaxed and happy when I smell it. It's good tea," Fan Hua said as he put down the teacup.

Li Zhi was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and explained: "This tea is called jasmine tea."

After a while, Fan Hua said casually: "This tea should suit my father-in-law's taste."

Li Zhi looked a little strange when he heard this. Fan Hua had said it so clearly, it would be a bit unreasonable for him not to say something.

As soon as the words fell, Li Zhi followed up with: "Oh, it turns out that General Shi also likes to drink tea. I still have a lot here. I'll ask the servants to bring a few more boxes to Pavilion Master Fan. Pavilion Master Fan can give it to General Shi when he sees him again."

After Fan Hua left the house, Li Zhi felt something was wrong. It was obvious that he liked her, but he had to drag his father-in-law into it. Was he too embarrassed to do that?

It’s just a few boxes of tea. He wouldn’t be so stingy as not to give him the money. Thinking of this, Li Zhi couldn’t help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

As he raised his eyebrows, he remembered something, and his eyes were suddenly filled with sadness. After a while, he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "My sister also likes to drink jasmine tea."

When Fan Hua returned to the house, he found that Li Muci was no longer there.

Shi Jin saw Fan Hua's patrolling eyes and thought he was looking for Li Muci, so he said, "Li Muci went out not long ago, saying he was going to a teahouse to listen to a story. Seeing that he looked so impatient, I guess he told some interesting stories."

Li Muci sat lazily in a private room in the teahouse, with a few thugs beside him. One was massaging his shoulders and back, one was feeding grapes to his mouth, and another was serving him tea and water. It was like they were serving a little ancestor.

Then Li Muci's attention was focused on the singing stage downstairs.

Soon, a man with black hair and a white beard sat on the stage. He was Bai Yuhei, one of the three great storytellers in Kyoto.

With a crisp "pa" sound, Bai Yuhei on the stage struck the wake-up stick and said, "Today, Bai wants to tell you a story that you have never heard of."

"The story I want to tell today is about the love-hate relationship between Shi Jin, the daughter of the general's mansion, the prince of Yunbohou's mansion, and Fan Hua, the owner of Fengyun Pavilion."

When everyone in the audience heard this, their faces changed. It was estimated that everyone in Kyoto knew the names Shi Jin and Fan Hua.

During this period of time, because of the two of them, Kyoto was in turmoil.

There were voices of discussion coming from the audience.

"I heard that the head of Fengyun Pavilion killed countless people, a bloodthirsty and brutal devil. He once killed thousands of imperial guards near Jiuqu Alley. He is still lurking in Kyoto and has not been captured. Bai Yuhei actually dared to talk about him. This is too bold."

Another man also joined the discussion: "I heard that the general's daughter is not a good person either. One is vicious and the other is cruel, so they are a perfect match."

"Aren't Shi Jin and Fan Hua wanted criminals? How can the prince of Yunbohou Mansion have any relationship with them?"

Bai Yuhei heard the discussion and suddenly raised his voice: "Everyone, please listen to me quietly and carefully."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone suddenly fell silent. Seeing this, Bai Yuhei spoke up: "The daughter of the general's mansion, Shi Jin, and the prince of Yunbohou were childhood sweethearts. Unfortunately, Shi Jin was sent to Qianshuang Pavilion to practice for a few years, and the two were forced to separate. This time, she was away for four years. After Shi Jin returned, she completely forgot their childhood friendship and was particularly cold to the prince."

When Li Muci upstairs heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

However, the thugs standing behind him knew the truth of the matter very well, and they looked embarrassed when they heard it.

One of the more talkative thugs spoke up, suddenly laughed, and said, "Prince, who made up this story? If I didn't know the truth, I would have believed it."

As soon as he said this, Li Muci gave him a threatening look, and the thug immediately stopped smiling.

Li Muci gnashed his teeth and said, "You are the one who talks too much. If you dare to talk again, I will poison you and make you mute."

"Shut up, little one."

Li Muci's gaze shifted to the singing stage again.

"The prince has long admired Shi Jin. Despite this, the prince still did not give up and stayed with her almost every day. Unexpectedly, he met a Cheng Yaojin who showed up halfway. Shi Jin fell in love with Fan Hua, the owner of Fengyun Pavilion who had been hiding in Kyoto for many years. Although Fan Hua was a ruthless person, he had a good-looking appearance, which made Shi Jin so obsessed that she gave up her childhood sweetheart for Fan Hua and rejected the late emperor's marriage to the second prince."

Just as he said this, the people in charge of music on the stage started beating the snare drums, playing a rhythmic melody in coordination with Bai Yuhei's voice.

"Disobeying the emperor's order would result in death. The late emperor spared his daughter's death sentence for General Weiyuan's sake, but she was also whipped several times and fell into a coma. The prince came to visit her every day. Gradually, Shi Jin was moved by the prince's sincerity, but she only regarded him as a friend."

After hearing this, the audience felt sorry for Li Muci. They thought Shi Jin was ungrateful for giving up the prince who loved her so much and falling in love with a terrifying demon.

"Shi Jin would go to Fu Meng Xuan to drink tea whenever he had free time. It seemed like he was just drinking tea, but in fact, he was pursuing the leader of Feng Yun Pavilion. Day after day, Fan Hua gradually fell in love with this woman who pursued him so persistently."

The audience in the audience was listening attentively, when suddenly the drum beats started again.

"In this way, a love-hate relationship developed between the prince and the head of Fengyun Pavilion. Whenever they met, they either fought or quarreled endlessly. This matter made Shi Jin very worried. While boating on the lake, he accidentally fell into the water and was in critical condition. The palace doctors said that Shi Jin would not survive. When the prince hurried over, he learned of the bad news and was heartbroken."

Bai Yuhei suddenly kept the secret and asked, "Do you know how Shi Jin survived?"

"I don't know," everyone responded in unison.

"When Fanhua and the prince learned that Shi Jin was in trouble because of them, they felt very remorseful and swore at her bedside that if she came back to life, they would make peace. Alas, perhaps their sincerity moved the heavens, and Shi Jin miraculously woke up. In the future, the prince and Fanhua gradually became friends..."

……

Soon the story ended and the audience dispersed.