I made the villain right.

Not long after, Fan Hua returned home.

After entering the mansion, Fan Hua went straight to the inner courtyard.

At this time, Shi Jin was swinging gently on the swing in the peach yard, looking at the scenery in the yard.

The peach tree in the yard, which used to be full of beautiful peach blossoms, has long since disappeared, and now only withered and dry branches remain.

The branches are covered with crystal icicles.

The peach tree in the yard with a prayer board hanging on it is the most eye-catching, and the board is swaying in the cold wind.

There are fewer prayer cards on the branches every day.

Several days have passed since the prayer boards were hung up, and half of them are gone from the tree.

Before they knew it, they had fulfilled many of their wishes.

She murmured, "There aren't enough prayer cards. We have to write new ones and hang them up."

After hearing footsteps for a while, Shi Jin raised her eyes and saw Fan Hua returning. She stopped walking and went to meet him.

"Ayu, His Majesty invites you to the palace, but is there something important?"

Shi Jin asked softly, holding Fan Hua's hand and looking at Fan Hua's face with concern.

The white breath she exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold air.

Fan Hua noticed that her hands were very cold, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

The big hands covered the small hands and rubbed them.

"Your hands are cold, don't stay outside."

Then she pulled Shi Jin into the house, and the charcoal fire in the house made her hands feel a little warm instantly.

After sitting down, he slowly spoke: "His Majesty intends to recruit Fengyun Pavilion into the court and wants to set up a special organization, which will be managed by me and will only obey his orders."

Shi Jin was slightly startled, her eyebrows furrowed tightly: "What do you think?"

"I have no interest in the affairs of the court, and I don't want Fengyun Pavilion to be dragged into the whirlpool of the court. But your majesty's words are sincere, and I can't just offend you, so I said I need to think about it."

Shi Jin's tone was filled with worry: "So how are you going to deal with it?"

Fan Hua was silent for a moment: "Although I have an idea in my mind, Fengyun Pavilion is not owned by me alone. I want to ask Du Xuan and the others for their opinions."

"What if they want to join? What will you do?"

Fan Hua looked at the charcoal fire in front of him, his tone firm and resolute.

"Join over there, but I will resign as Pavilion Master."

"Are you willing to accept this? After all, Fengyun Pavilion is in such a situation, and you have spent a lot of time and energy on it."

Fan Hua said with a calm and profound look: "My ambition is not here. It is not about whether I am willing or not, but whether I am willing or not."

Shi Jin raised her eyebrows and looked at him lovingly, but her tone was playful, "What are your ambitions, then?"

Fan Hua looked at Shi Jin, his eyes full of affection.

The person in front of him is the love of his life and also his destination.

He gently held her hand and said, "Mianmian, my ambition is in you. The past few decades have been bloody and violent, but now I just want to travel around the mountains and rivers with you, find a quiet place, live a simple and happy life, watch the sunrise and sunset, and enjoy the changing of the four seasons."

When Shi Jin heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She originally thought that people like Fan Hua must have lofty ambitions and the ability to achieve great things.

I never thought it was such a plain yet affectionate wish.

And in the future and plans he described, his own figure was always present.

Instantly, her eyes sparkled with joy, and she said softly, "My husband and I are destined to be lovers."

Today, Shi Jin frequently called him "husband", and Fan Hua's heart tightened.

He could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He gently held Shi Jin's beautiful face in his hands, his eyes passionate and affectionate.

Shi Jin raised his head slightly, with only Fan Hua's figure in his eyes.

Fan Hua slowly lowered his head, and their breathing gradually became closer, warm and rapid.

Finally, their lips touched, like a breeze gently touching the petals, touching the heartstrings.

From superficial understanding to gradual in-depth understanding.

They melted into each other, kissing passionately and ecstatically.

Shi Jin had difficulty breathing and let out a moan before Fan Hua slowly let her go.

afternoon.

Fan Hua summoned all the deans to the study.

Except for Yunchuan who was away on business, everyone else was present.

Fan Hua sat at the desk, looked at everyone present with a deep gaze, and said seriously.

"His Majesty intends to recruit Fengyun Pavilion to serve the court and establish an organization that only obeys his orders. What do you think about this?"

Luo Yi frowned slightly when she heard this.

She did not hesitate and said firmly: "I am not interested. I am used to freedom and cannot stand the constraints of the court's red tape."

Ran Ke crossed his arms, a look of disdain on his face: "I don't want to join. Fengyun Pavilion is free and easy. Why should I go to a place with strict rules and restrictions everywhere?"

Du Xuan was not in a hurry to express his opinion, but wanted to hear Fan Hua's thoughts.

He asked sincerely, "Master, what about you?"

Ran Ke also quickly agreed: "Then Pavilion Master, do you want to join?"

No matter what, he has already decided in his heart that Fan Hua will always follow him.

"Neither do I."

Fan Hua turned his gaze to Du Xuan: "What about you?"

"Me too."

Du Xuan looked solemn, with worry in his eyes.

"It may seem like a great honor to be able to serve the imperial court, but in reality, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. If you are not careful, you may end up in an irretrievable situation."

"Since we have the same intention, I will refuse your majesty."

After a moment, Fan Hua seemed to remember something, and asked with a serious expression, "Is there any news from Yunchuan?"

"No." Du Xuan shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, a secret guard came hurriedly and said, "Master, this is a secret letter from Dean Yun."

Fan Hua took the note and read it, it said: No other bases have been found, and Yuncheng is continuing the search.

In order to find the poison of the Blood Evil Puppet and develop an antidote, Yunchuan was sent out to search for it.

Fan Hua thought for a moment, then picked up the brush beside him and dipped it in ink.

I picked up my pen and wrote: If I can't find it in Yuncheng, I will return to Beijing and go to Zhenyi Zhai to get the thing I ordered.

After writing, he folded the note, handed it to the secret guard, and said in a deep voice: "Give this secret letter to Yunchuan."

"Yes." The secret guard took the order and left.

The next day, the Holy King came to Fan Mansion in person.

Fan Hua respectfully welcomed him into the main hall, and the father and son sat down according to their rank.

King Shengqing took a sip of tea, looked at Fanhua gently, and slowly said, "Nannan, your father has also heard about your majesty's recruitment of Fengyun Pavilion. I came here today to ask about your wishes."

Fan Hua lowered his head slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Father, I have no intention of serving as an official in the court. Others in the cabinet have always been free and easy, and they are unwilling to join the court disputes."

The Holy King nodded slightly, with an understanding look on his face: "Your Majesty told me about this matter, I think you want me to persuade you. Since you have made up your mind, your father respects your choice."

He continued, "Qian Shuang Pavilion has now entered the imperial court."

As for why the Holy King agreed.

Firstly, he had been an official for many years and was well aware of the emperor's desire to control power and the measures he would take to consolidate his rule.

Secondly, he founded Qianshuang Pavilion for revenge, and it was previously used to fight against the evil forces of Wujimen, which is understandable.

Now that Qin Yixian has been killed and the Wuji Sect has been completely eliminated, he has returned to the court and holds a high position. He has no reason to use the power of Qianshuang Pavilion for personal use.

Moreover, Your Majesty has proposed that Qianshuang Pavilion serve in the court. If he still refuses, it means that he has ulterior motives and is plotting treason.

Then he reminded her: "The heart of the emperor is hard to predict. When you reject him, you must be careful not to make him unhappy or suspicious."

Fan Hua cupped his hands and said, "I also understand this matter, father, don't worry."

King Shengqing remembered that Fan Hua had promised him to stay in Fan Mansion. His eyes moved slightly and he immediately changed the subject.

He cautiously probed: "Nannan, do you still remember that you promised to let your father live in Fan Mansion..."

His voice was full of anticipation, but also a little uneasiness.

Fan Hua raised his lips slightly and replied, "I remember."

When King Shengqing heard this, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face and he leaned forward unconsciously.

"Then I would like to move in today, what do you think..."

He looked so anxious, as if he was afraid that Fan Hua would go back on his word.

Fan Hua's expression was calm, but a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

He said calmly, "Okay, I'll have someone clean up a room for you."

An hour later.

The Holy King then moved in with a grand procession.

I saw a few sturdy servants carefully carrying a dozen large boxes, their steps somewhat heavy.

"Be careful, don't bump into anything!" King Shengqing reminded.

When the box was safely placed in the designated room, King Shengqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Fan Hua and Shi Jin walked out together.

When Fan Hua saw this scene, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Shi Jin looked around curiously and couldn't help but whisper to Fan Hua, "Ah Yu, looking at this, father is planning to stay here for a long time."

Fan Hua gently held Shi Jin's hand, with a little nervousness in his expression, and asked in a low voice: "Do you mind?"

Shi Jin shook his head with a gentle smile on his face: "We are a family, what's there to mind."

Shi Jin turned to look at King Shengqing and said with a sweet smile, "Father, what are in these dozen boxes? Do you need my help?"

King Shengqing smiled and waved his hand to refuse: "No, no."

Recalling something, he said with a hint of regret, "This is my gift to you and your wife. I was not present at your wedding, and I feel regretful."

After saying this, he personally opened the boxes one by one, and inside were all gold, silver, treasures, silks, and rare items.

There were so many things to see that Shi Jin felt his eyes were dazzled and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is too much!"

The Holy King laughed heartily: "We have only just started, there are still several boxes that have not been brought in."

Fan Hua showed a trace of helplessness and bitterness on his face and said, "Father, you don't need to take so much."

King Shengqing looked a little embarrassed. He took this much after careful consideration.

After all, the entire Shengqing Palace will belong to Fan Hua from now on, so these dozen boxes are nothing.

"This is not much anymore." King Shengqing said firmly, his eyes full of unquestionable determination.