I made the villain right.

Fanfu.

Fan Hua sat at the desk and drew a hairpin on the paper.

Looking at the drawing, his brows suddenly softened, and a hint of warmth flowed out of him.

This was his own design, and he planned to make it and give it to Shi Jin.

After a while, he stood up, fluttered his sleeves, held the blueprint in his hand, and walked steadily out of the mansion towards the Baodian Pavilion.

Inside the Baodian Pavilion, a middle-aged woman dressed in dark purple silk was sitting upright on a chair in front of a cabinet, fiddling with an abacus in her hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up, and when he saw that the person coming was Fan Hua, his expression suddenly froze.

He quickly stood up and bowed respectfully: "Master, how come you come to our shop today?"

The owner behind Baodian Pavilion is Fengyun Pavilion, a shop specializing in jewelry. The exquisite jewelry sold in Fumengxuan all come from here.

"I want to make a hairpin."

Make a hairpin?

She heard that the Pavilion Master and his wife had a good relationship, so maybe it was given to his wife.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly: "Then leave it to me."

"No need, I want to do it myself." After saying that, Fan Hua went straight in.

The woman responded quickly, "Okay, if you have anything to say, please tell me. I will be waiting outside."

After Fan Hua entered, the shopkeeper immediately looked as if he had found something sweet.

He whispered quietly: "The Pavilion Master treats Madam so well that he even made the hairpin himself. This kind of affection is really enviable."

Time passed by unknowingly.

“Finally the embroidery is done.”

Shi Jin stretched lazily.

She had been embroidering sachets in the Yun Mansion all day today and finally finished it.

The sachet is embroidered with a few gorgeous pink peach blossoms, and two blue-black butterflies are flying above the peach blossoms.

Although the needlework is a little immature, it has a unique rustic beauty.

Shi Jin looked at the sachet in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

"I have tried my best, as long as the intention is there."

Yun Youying also praised: "Jin'er, you can embroider like this for the first time, it's already very good."

Shi Jin glanced outside and saw that the darkness outside was getting darker.

"It's getting dark, I should go back."

"Then I'll give you a ride."

Shi Jin smiled and politely declined: "No need, A Yu should come to pick me up."

However, when she arrived at the gate of Yun Mansion, she only saw Zhilu waiting quietly, and did not see Fanhua.

"Ayu, why didn't you come?"

Zhilu bowed his head and answered respectfully, "The prince went out to do some work this morning and has not returned home yet."

Shi Jin was a little worried and asked, "Then do you know where he went?"

Zhilu shook his head, "I don't know either."

Shi Jin thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back home first. Maybe he is already there."

After saying that, Shi Jin got on the carriage and returned home.

In the carriage, Shi Jin suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "Has Luo Yi returned home?"

"I'm back."

Shi Jin thought about Luo Yi and Shi Sheng and smiled meaningfully.

"Do you think she has changed?"

Zhilu was puzzled after hearing this and looked surprised: "What changes are you talking about?"

"Forget it, I'd better verify it myself."

Elsewhere, in the workshop of Baodian Pavilion, Fan Hua was concentrating on making hairpin accessories.

The shopkeeper sitting outside the door looked listless, trying hard to keep his eyelids open as he was frequently feeling sleepy.

The pavilion master was so focused on making hairpins that she forgot the time. As a subordinate, she couldn't just leave, so she had to stay and close the door.

Unable to bear it any longer, she finally stood up and walked inside courageously.

As she took a few steps inside, she had already thought of an excuse.

She said cautiously, "It's dark outside, Pavilion Master, why don't you go back home first? I'm afraid my wife will worry."

Fan Hua seemed to have heard it and immediately stopped what he was doing.

He placed the unfinished hairpin into a small black brocade box and then put it in his arms.

The shopkeeper was delighted to see this, as she could finally close the shop and go home.

Hehe, it turns out that mentioning the lady is useful.

After sending Fanhua out, she immediately closed the door of Baodian Pavilion.

A moment after Shi Jin returned home, Fan Hua also returned home.

Shi Jin had reported his whereabouts to Fan Hua before leaving. Seeing that Fan Hua was not at home all day, he asked curiously, "Ayu, where have you been all day? Why did you come back so late?"

"I'm going to prepare a gift for you."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jin immediately reached out to him for a gift: "Then where is my gift?"

Fan Hua placed his hand on her soft breast and held it: "It's not ready yet, you have to wait."

After that, he took the initiative and stretched out his hand to her, saying, "What about my sachet? Is it ready?"

"It's done. I've said it's done. My embroidery is not good, so you can't despise it."

"How could I dislike it?" Fan Hua gazed at her affectionately with his eyes burning in his heart. "No matter what shape you embroider, as long as it is made by you, I will treasure it as a treasure."

"Then close your eyes and stretch out your hand."

Fan Hua did as he was told, closed his eyes obediently and stretched out his hand. Shi Jin took the opportunity to put the sachet in his hand.

Fan Hua realized that there was something in his hand and quickly opened his eyes. He saw that the apricot-colored sachet in his hand was not embroidered delicately, but it was full of thoughtfulness.

The pattern on the sachet is not the ordinary mandarin ducks, lovebirds, etc., but a lively butterfly, which is very unique.

The most important thing is that those beautiful peach blossoms are his favorites.

His slender fingertips stroked the peach blossoms on it, as if he was touching a precious thing, his eyes full of love and reluctance to let go.

"Jin'er, don't be modest. Your embroidery of the sachet is very beautiful, better than some people's."

Shi Jin curled his lips and revealed a slightly awkward smile: "As long as you like it."

But in my heart I thought: men have this damn competitive spirit and desire to win.

"Please help me bring it."

"Okay." Shi Jin took the sachet from him and tied it around his waist.

Fan Hua lowered his head and watched Shi Jin carefully tying the sachet, his eyes becoming more gentle and affectionate.

When the sachet was securely tied around his waist, he raised his hand and gently grasped Shi Jin's wrist, pulling her close to him and placing a soft and affectionate kiss on Shi Jin's forehead.

Shi Jin's lips curled up slightly, and the sweetness in his eyes seemed to overflow with water.

Suddenly she remembered that she had something else to do, and said quickly, "I have something else to talk to Luo Yi about, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, she left in a hurry.

Fan Hua was stunned for a moment, then asked quickly, "What are you looking for her for?"

"It's a secret." Shi Jin said without turning his head.

Fan Hua looked at her back with a helpless yet doting smile.

Shi Jin stepped into Luo Yi's room and asked solemnly, "How is the progress between you and Big Brother? Is there any result?"

Luo Yi raised his eyes slightly, and a slightly cunning arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You have teamed up with General Shi to put on a show, how can I not succeed."

Shi Jin showed a relieved smile on his face: "It's great that lovers finally get married. Now the only thing missing is Du Xuan and Zhi Lu."

A trace of doubt flashed in Luo Yi's eyes. He turned his head and looked at Shi Jin carefully. "Hmm? Why are you doing the job of matchmaker, just to match people up."

Shi Jin raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes revealing some agility and confidence: "My red string is not tied casually, I look at fate, Du Xuan and Zhilu are destined to be together."

Luo Yi shook his head slightly, and said with a half-smile: "Don't try to match people up randomly, or you'll end up making a fool of yourself."

Shi Jin raised his chin slightly, and said firmly: "Du Xuan and Zhi Lu clearly have feelings for each other. I am just assisting them."

The next day.

Fan Hua was wearing a black robe with the sachet tied firmly around his waist.

"Master, Fumengxuan has been renovated. Who do you want to reopen it?" Du Xuan reported to him in the study.

However, Fan Hua seemed absent-minded and gently stroked the sachet with his hand.

It was hard for Du Xuan not to notice the sachet, but he did not ask about it. Instead, he tried to wake up Fan Hua who was distracted.

"Pavilion Master?"

After Fan Hua realized what was happening, he explained, "This is the sachet my wife gave me. She made it herself."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a very faint smile, revealing a bit of tenderness and sweetness.

Du Xuan was stunned when Fan Hua answered the question irrelevantly.

He didn't ask that either.

After a few seconds, I realized that the Pavilion Master was showing off the sachet that his wife had embroidered for him.

He cupped his hands and said, "Madam even embroidered a sachet for you, which must show her deep affection for you."

In response to Du Xuan's compliments, Fan Hua nodded slightly and responded. He looked calm and reserved, but he was actually secretly happy in his heart.

After Du Xuan finished speaking, he looked at Fan Hua, waiting for his reply to the question.

Seeing this, Fan Hua thought Du Xuan had something else to say, so he moved his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I would like to ask Pavilion Master, when does Fu Meng Xuan plan to open for business?"

Fan Hua's eyes flickered, and he coughed to hide his embarrassment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The day after tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Du Xuan said and then stepped back.

After Du Xuan came out of Fan Mansion, he met Li Muci who came in a hurry.

He looked panicked, as if he was being chased by someone.

That disheveled look was very different from his usual demeanor as a prince.

Du Xuan blocked his way and asked with a hint of concern: "Prince, what's wrong with you?"

Li Muci said hurriedly: "The Jianghu is in urgent need of help, come here to take shelter temporarily."

Before he finished speaking, he nimbly dodged Du Xuan and ran straight into the mansion, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Du Xuan stood there, frowning slightly, his heart full of doubts.

What on earth is happening?

Look at how flustered he is. Is he hiding from someone?

But in this capital city, who else is bold enough to chase this young master?

Du Xuan shook his head, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Suddenly, a woman was seen stopping at the door of Fan's house. The woman had sharp eyes and was searching around anxiously, as if she was looking for someone.

Du Xuan looked carefully and recognized the other person's identity. She was Xie Ru, a disciple of Qianshuang Pavilion.

In this competition among sects, Xie Ru won the first place, and due to her straightforward personality, she is also well-known in the martial arts world.

Xie Ru looked around but didn't see any trace of Li Muci. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked, "Where did he go?"

"At this moment, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Du Xuan standing at the gate of the mansion, and hurriedly asked: "My dear, have you ever seen a young man with a fairly good appearance, wearing a moon-white robe, passing by here?"

After listening to Xie Ru's description and considering Li Muci's reaction just now, Du Xuan immediately realized that the person she was looking for was Li Muci.

Du Xuan looked at Xie Ru calmly, wondering in his heart: I just don't know when these two people had such a connection?

But he didn't show it on his face. He raised his hand and pointed to the street in front of him and said, "I saw him go that way."

"Thank you, sir." Xie Ru bowed slightly, thanked him respectfully, then lifted her skirt and quickly chased after him along the street.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared around the corner.