Chapter 152 I Want to Be a Good Person! (Second Update)

"The fact that I was able to come back alive was an accident, and more importantly, a mistake made by the government!"

Yan Bingyun's words of self-blame echoed in Fan Xian's ears, causing him to lose consciousness slightly.

He couldn't help but sigh: This is Yan Bingyun!
The pain from physical trauma seemed to never show up on his unchanging cold face. For the sake of Qing Kingdom, he even risked his own life.

"Sean is dead!"

Fan Xian decided to follow the plan and perform this play well.

From now on, Sean will indeed not appear in front of everyone.

Maybe after his leg injury heals, he will change his name and hide behind the scenes, and what he will gain is Yan Bingyun working for him, and maybe even Shen Zhong?
"When did it happen?" Yan Bingyun's poker face finally changed. He asked in a thorough manner, "Tell me the details!"

He can tell whether it is truth or lie.

Fan Xian was stunned, he had no idea what was going on.

Knowing that talking too much will lead to mistakes, he followed Li An's previous words and said: "Those who died in the past two days can be regarded as having died at the hands of Shen Zhong."

As for the process, he didn't say.

"Why is there still peace in Shangjing City, with not a single piece of news coming out?"

Yan Bingyun analyzed, and suddenly, his expression changed horribly: "If the prisoner exchange target dies, then this condition is no longer valid."

Originally, Yan Bingyun had returned to the delegation, and the mission to Northern Qi was half completed.

The other half of the exchange of letters of credence will also be completed soon. Now that Sean is dead, there is nothing else to do. Now all we need to think about is how to escape from Northern Qi!

"The news of Sean's death was suppressed. This was Lee Ang's doing!"

Fan Xian looked helpless and could only explain, "What Northern Qi needs now is recuperation, not another war! In this regard, Li An has a very far-sighted vision. Besides, we can't leave now even if we want to. The Queen Mother of Northern Qi will celebrate her birthday in a few days. No matter what, whether it's out of personal motives or out of respect for the state, we can only leave after that!"

"Delay will lead to change!"

Yan Bingyun reminded.

"Don't worry about the outside world anymore. Just focus on recovering from your injuries. We can at least wait until you are better before we can escape!" Fan Xian didn't think too much and said directly, "I originally had a backup plan."

"My original plan was to select an official from the Supervisory Council who looked similar to me in late autumn, and to lead the delegation back to Kyoto to cover up the fact that I was staying in Shangjing."

"Did you plan to stay here alone and assassinate Sean from the beginning?" Yan Bingyun asked with a frown.

Fan Xian nodded and said, "Not bad!"

"If this is the arrangement, how do you plan to escape?"

I didn't expect that Yan Bingyun would still care about me. This is a good start!

Fan Xian smiled and glanced at him, saying, "I have already had people prepare fast horses along the way, so we will naturally ride as fast as we can back to the border!"

"madness!"

Yan Bingyun sneered, "This is reality, not a plot in a novel! After the news of you killing Sean spreads, the first place to be blocked is Shangjing City! After that, all the cities from here to the border will set up checkpoints and send troops to chase and intercept you. The road to the south will be closed. How can you go back alone?"

In his opinion, Fan Xian was planning to sacrifice himself to complete the mission. Although his words were full of severity, he actually had some respect for Fan Xian in his heart.

Being prepared for a rainy day, preparing substitutes in advance, and preparing fast horses along the way is considered both brave and strategic.

The same kind of person as me! "Why? Dean Chen can travel thousands of miles to capture Sean, but I can't fight back alone?" Fan Xian was also unconvinced and retorted.

"Don't forget your identity!"

Not sure if Fan Xian was wrong in saying this, Yan Bingyun became even angrier: "Now that you are the director of the courtyard, you must cherish your life!"

Seeing that Yan Bingyun was a little excited and his wounds were affected, Fan Xian waved his hand, as if to set up the battle formation.

He came to Yan Bingyun and said in a calm tone, "Take off your clothes. You need to change the medicine today."

If we say this now, it is bound to make people think more.

But Yan Bingyun obviously would not misunderstand anything. He slowly pulled open his white robe, revealing his lean and fair body.

Fan Xian peeled off the gauze and saw the horrible scars all over his body again. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he still frowned. Without saying anything, he skillfully opened the medicine box, took the ointment in his hand and applied it on the scars. Although the wounds recovered well, the feeling was indescribable.

The bloodstains are ugly, and they give people the phantom pain that they are also injured!
"I have always looked down on you, thinking that you are afraid of death and that you succeeded only because you were lucky enough!" Yan Bingyun narrowed his eyes, revealing a sense of indifference. "But now that I see you looking at these scars on my body that would make most people faint, you are still so calm. It seems that you have some unknown experiences?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the other person, and said nothing.

The scene was a little dull for a moment.

After the dressing was changed, Fan Xian reminded him, "Don't be so restless these days. If you don't want your cultivation to be damaged, take good care of yourself after returning home!"

"In that case, thank you very much, sir!"

Yan Bingyun stood up and saluted in a serious manner, which was the gesture of a subordinate.

Fan Xian nodded and finally got down to business.

"Two things!"

"First, I want to ask you about Miss Shen."

"Second, my people saw that you received a letter yesterday?"

Yan Bingyun raised his head, his eyes turned cold.

"I didn't go there for Miss Shen, but for Shen Zhong!" Fan Xian explained.

Yan Bingyun slowly narrowed his eyes and spoke the information about Shen Zhong's sister: "Miss Shen"

"As for the letter, I wonder how Your Excellency found out about it?" Yan Bingyun thought about it carefully and it seemed that no one had seen it yesterday.

"Haha, Wang Qinian is not just watching this courtyard! He is an old subordinate of the old cripple in the courtyard, but now he follows me. In terms of methods, we all have to learn from him!"

After saying this, Fan Xian didn't know what he was proud of. He just stared at Yan Bingyun in front of him.

How could it be such a coincidence that someone else sent a letter to him right after he rescued him? He carefully observed the other person's expression and found that Yan Bingyun was still calm. He nodded slightly and became more determined to subdue him.

"The letter was sent by the Second Prince!"

"Oh?"

"Recruiting me." Yan Bingyun did not hide it. He also had many questions after reading the letter. Because the letter mentioned Fan Xian more than once, he also wanted to understand the twists and turns behind it. For example, how could Fan Xian, who was so young, be the director of the Supervisory Council without being opposed by His Majesty, and how could he live happily until now despite being targeted by the prince of Kyoto, and why did he call the dean an old cripple without caring about others?
"That's fine, I have a good idea!"

Fan Xian seemed to have thought of something fun. He put his face close to Yan Bingyun's ear and whispered something, but a line flashed through his mind:
I want to be a good person!

(End of this chapter)