I made the villain right.

When Ran Ke brought over two bottles of Fu Sheng wine, he saw Fan Hua staring at the moon in a daze in the courtyard.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fan Hua came back to his senses.

Ran Ke walked up to Fan Hua, handed him the Fu Sheng wine, and said with a smile: "Master, take the Fu Sheng wine. If it's not enough, take more."

Fan Hua glanced at him and took only one bottle. Ran Ke's eyes lit up when he saw this and asked, "Master, do you want to drink with me?" There was some joy in his tone.

Fan Hua glanced at Ran Ke, with disdain clearly in his eyes, and said disdainfully: "What's good to drink with you?" After that, Fan Hua walked out without looking back.

Ran Ke looked at his receding back and shrugged. It was something she had expected.

Suddenly his eyes turned, and a gossipy gleam appeared in them.

However, he was still more interested in the matter between Shi Jin and the Pavilion Master. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep if he didn't figure it out tonight. It seemed like he had to go to Du Xuan's place tonight, even if he had to pry open his mouth, he had to make him finish his story.

The courtyard was quiet and deserted, the moon was bright and full in the sky.

Fan Hua stood in front of the window, drinking alone, looking up at the night sky. The night sky was dotted with stars, making the moon bright and big, and the surroundings seemed a little lonely.

I don’t know how long he drank, but Fan Hua was not drunk. He looked a little bored. He put the bottle of wine on the coffee table, got up and went back to the bedroom.

Soon all the candles in the house were extinguished, and the entire courtyard fell into the silence of the night.

The person on the bed gradually lost consciousness...

Suddenly, a silver bell-like laughter sounded in the courtyard, disturbing Fan Hua and making him sit up from the bed. He frowned, seeming to be unhappy, and immediately got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

Fan Hua followed the source of the laughter, walked through a corridor and came to a courtyard full of peach trees. He looked around and found that this was his mansion in Kyoto City, and these peach trees were planted by him personally, just because he loved peach trees the most.

Suddenly, a woman walked out from behind the peach tree. She was dressed in red. A light breeze blew, and petals fell everywhere. The falling petals were like butterflies among the flowers, dancing around her. There was a faint smile on the corner of the woman's mouth. In a trance, she was like the elf in charge of the peach blossoms in this world, charming but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar. Suddenly, the surroundings were shrouded in a misty illusion.

Seeing this, Fan Hua couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds. The woman was Shi Jin.

Shi Jin was standing under the peach blossoms. She smiled sweetly when she saw him and looked at him with her autumn-water eyes, with endless tenderness and love flowing in her eyes.

She smiled and waved at him, calling softly, "Ayu, come here quickly."

The word "Ah Yu" struck Fanhua's heart directly, and he was stunned.

The name Ayu is derived from his courtesy name Fan Shaoyu, and courtesy names are usually only used by close people.

Seeing that Fan Hua was indifferent, Shi Jin walked quickly to his side and naturally took his white, slender hand.

Seeing Fanhua in a daze, she called out softly in confusion: "Ayu, Ayu"

He came back to his senses immediately after hearing the call.

He lowered his eyes and found that she had taken his hand without him noticing, their fingers interlocked. His broad palm tightly wrapped around her slender and soft hand.

Shi Jin saw that he finally came to his senses, and she said coquettishly: "Ayu, why are you in a daze? I've been calling you for a long time, please help me push the swing, I can't push it by myself."

Swing? He didn't remember any swing in the yard.

He did not break free from her hand, and let Shi Jin lead him to a peach tree. He looked up and saw a swing that had been built there at some point.

Shi Jin let go of his hand and sat on the swing alone. He felt the soft touch on his hand suddenly disappear, and he stared at his hand. There was a hint of loss and a sense of unfulfilled desire in his usually calm eyes.

He walked behind her, and soon the swing began to swing slowly. Shi Jin's body swayed lightly, and the faint fragrance from her body, accompanied by the leisurely breeze, came to him.

Shi Jin was beaming with joy, tilted his head and looked back at him, and said tenderly: "Ayu, push it up a bit."

Hearing this, Fan Hua gradually increased the strength in his hands. As his strength increased, the swing slowly swung higher and higher. Shi Jin held the ropes on both sides tightly with both hands.

Fan Hua pushed again and again, getting stronger and stronger. The more she swung, the happier she became. Shi Jin's laughter filled her ears, and she would sometimes look back at him.

When the swing reached a certain height, it could float on its own and he stopped helping to push it.

He stood under the peach tree and stared at her, taking in her smile. Gradually, his calm eyes began to sparkle with light, like starlight falling into the world.

For a moment, he seemed to be infected by Shi Jin's smile. He suddenly raised his brows and smiled, which was elegant and moving.

After a while, the swing gradually slowed down. Shi Jin looked back and smiled, looking at him and said, "Ayu, you must be tired of pushing. You don't have to push anymore. Let's sit together."

Shi Jin moved his butt to make more room for him.

Seeing this, he smiled, like a breeze blowing on his face, extremely gentle, and he whispered, "Okay." His voice was like the clouds in the sky, warm and comfortable.

Fan Hua walked over to her and sat down slowly. Shi Jin immediately put her arm around his and gently leaned her head on his shoulder, looking like a little bird. He stayed still and tried his best to make her lean on him comfortably.

She said slowly: "Ayu, let's stay together forever and never leave each other. What do you think?" Her words were filled with the woman's infinite imagination and expectations for the future.

He looked at her solemnly and affectionately, and replied, "Okay." This simple word contained endless tenderness.

After hearing his answer, she moved away from his shoulder, and when she looked up, she happened to meet his tender eyes. They looked at each other affectionately, with only each other in their eyes. At this moment, the vast heaven and earth and all things in the world seemed to be silent.

Suddenly his gaze moved down and lingered on her red lips, with a glimmer of desire in his eyes.

He wanted to kiss her!

He lowered his head and gradually moved closer to her, stroking her face with his hands. He kissed her delicate lips with infinite tenderness, kissing her lightly like a dragonfly touching the water. She responded by putting her arms around his neck.

He held the back of her head with his right palm and his left hand around her slender waist, then explored more deeply.

Fan Hua suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream. A blush appeared on his cold and calm face hidden under the mask, extending to the back of his ears.

Fan Hua rubbed his forehead as if he had a headache. He had always been pure and had no desires, so how could he have such a shameful dream? It was too outrageous. There must be something wrong with the wine.

As the sky brightened outside, there was a knock on the door. He got off the bed and said, "Come in," his voice a little hoarse.

When Yunchuan walked in, he was already sitting in front of the coffee table.

Yunchuan cupped his hands and said, "Pavilion Master, we have found the secret passage to the library."

"Okay, you go down first, I'll come over later." His tone was flat, without any emotion.

"Yes." Yunchuan raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the blush on Fanhua's ears that had not yet faded. A strange look flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant, and then he retreated respectfully.

Fan Hua glanced in the direction of the bed with an ambiguous look.

After washing up, he went to the library immediately.

He walked in and saw Yunchuan and Du Xuan already waiting for him on the first floor of the library. Seeing him coming, Du Xuan led him into a room with calligraphy and paintings, and saw a secret door suddenly appeared on the wall.

Du Xuan pointed to the plum blossom painting on the wall and said, "Master, that painting is the switch. Just move it away and you can open the secret door."

Fan Hua asked in a deep voice: "Where does the secret passage lead to?"

"I have checked, this secret passage leads to the back mountain."

Upon hearing this, Fan Hua's eyes dimmed.

Crossing the rope suspension bridge at the back of the mountain is the way down the mountain. Xiao Hong had already thought of a way out for himself. The library is remote and few people come here. He took advantage of this and dug a secret passage here.

"Seal this hole," Fan Hua said coldly through gritted teeth.

Under Fan Hua's order, people from the Fifth and Third Academies went out and patched up the hole in half a day, making it airtight.

Wind Chaser

As soon as Ran Ke finished brewing the wine, he took a recliner and lay down in the courtyard to rest, closing his eyes, basking in the warm sunshine, and swinging his feet, looking very comfortable.

Suddenly a shadow fell and he could not feel the warm light. He frowned and immediately opened his eyes. When he was about to curse, he saw Fan Hua's cold mask and was stunned. He immediately got up and stood up.

"Why is the Pavilion Master here again?" Fan's tone was a little unnatural. He felt that Fan Hua had been appearing here mysteriously recently, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Fan Hua looked at Ran Ke coldly and asked him, "Did you put something dirty in the Fu Sheng wine?"

"There's no dirt there. The wine is clean," Ran Ke said firmly.

Seeing Fan Hua raise this question, he became suspicious and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Did the Pavilion Master have any problems with drinking?"

An unnatural look flashed across Fan Hua's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he said seriously, "Don't brew this wine anymore in the future," in a commanding tone.

Ran Ke's face darkened instantly, and he asked aggrievedly: "Why, this wine is quite good"

"I'll give you two choices. One is that he will no longer make Fu Sheng wine. The other is that he can continue to make it, but I will burn all the wine in your wine cellar."

Hearing this, Ran Ke said fiercely: "No, these are my treasures, I won't brew them anymore in the future"

Winemaking is his hobby. He would tinker with some wine on weekdays. There are all kinds of wine in the wine cellar. Those are all his hard work. If Fan Hua burns them all, he will be heartbroken.

Only after getting Ran Ke's assurance did Fan Hua leave satisfied.

Ran Ke glanced at Fan Hua's back and sighed in his heart.

The Pavilion Master seemed a little abnormal after returning this time. Yesterday he came to him to ask for a bottle of Fu Sheng wine, but the next day he turned against the wine. What a heartless person he is. Why does he have to be so picky about wine?