he could detect that the thief had no intention of killing or even hostility. He was simply lurking in the mansion and hiding.

Ye Fan thinks about it and finds him out. It's meaningless. It's better to see what the thief is going to do.

Thinking at the same time, Ye Fan has walked back to his yard naturally.

At the same time, the thief saw Ye Fan go far away, turned into a black shadow integrated with the night, and jumped on the roof of the house, like a cat's feet silent, continuously jumping, flying away.

However, the thief did not know that a figure stepping on a flying sword looked down on him in the high air

Stepping on the flying sword and keeping a distance, only Ye Fan can trace the thief, but the latter can't find Ye Fan at all.

Ye Fan has a smile on his mouth, just like a cat catching a mouse. He wants to see what this guy is for.

After a certain distance, there is a bright and bustling street ahead.

On both sides of the river, pavilions and pavilions, Yingge bursts and flowers cluster.

Those women in bold clothes are soliciting customers. There are also many literati and scholars who play, sing and recite

"Caiyunfang?" Ye Fan stood in the air, even if he hadn't been there, he probably guessed where it was.

I saw that the shadow quietly ran into an alley, then turned up a window behind a pavilion, and quickly flashed in.

Ye Fan touched his chin and thought about it for a while, so he removed the flying sword and fell down.

Coming to the alley, Ye Fan, after confirming that there is no one around, jumps to the corner of the balcony on the second floor and sticks to the wall root, intending to listen to the movement inside

“…… Oh, my little ancestor! You're back! Next time you buy cosmetics, let your servants buy them!

Once you've been there for such a long time, the guests downstairs are almost boiling, and they are all waiting to hear you sing a little tune! "

"Mother Yao, Qing'er is a little tired. Can you have a rest tonight?" the woman's voice is graceful and pleasant.

On the balcony, Ye Fan couldn't help being stunned Qing'er?

Is this thief a woman? And Is it the Qing people, Qing'er?

When ye fan's eyes turned, it's no wonder that this woman would pick out the little Marquis who used to be unimportant. The feeling of this woman is that she has something to do with the Marquis's residence in the north of the town

I don't know what it's about. Besides, what's the identity of this woman? It's very suspicious

From this woman's cultivation can hide from him, we can realize that she is not a simple cultivator, there should be strange skills around her.

However, this is also inevitable. Otherwise, it would have been seen through by others, how could you be a Qinghuan person here?

"No! If you don't join in the audience of the curtain, it's all right. But you don't even sing songs. Do you live here for nothing?

You don't want to think about it. Now that ye fan has become the prince's son-in-law, can he have the courage to come here to see you?

In a few days, it will be the Huakui competition. You must fight for a good place, and then find a childe to buy out the contract!

When you get the Huakui, buy out the contract will be greatly increased! When you make a lot of money, you can rest whatever you want!

I'm afraid that by then, you will be able to marry a noble master and be a young grandmother who can enjoy her wealth and wealth

"Mother Yao, don't talk about it. Even if I marry into a rich family, I'm just a concubine. How can I have a good life..."

"What's wrong with being a concubine? With your beauty and talent, how many of them are comparable to you?

you put them down, who is big or small, and not those big masters who has the final say? Yao's mother scorned.

But Qing'er asked again, "Mom Yao, if the little marquis is still willing to come here, it is not a breach of contract. This contract can't be bought out, right?"

"The rule is such a rule, but Don't think about it! He has the courage to marry the princess, but also run to caiyunfang?

Besides, what's good about ye fan? Although these two days, his poetry resounded through the Imperial City, everyone praised

But after all, Dazheng is respected by martial arts. He may not inherit the title in the future. You are not good for him!

Listen to my mother. Don't pay attention to the leaf sail. If he doesn't come, I'll find you one more worthy of you

With that, Yao's mother urged her to go down and sing

Ye Fan listened outside until she noticed that the woman had gone downstairs. She got up and jumped up and flew into the air.

After a few seconds, Ye Fan has returned to the Marquis house in the northern part of the town.

He came to the yard where Qing'er was lurking before, went in and looked at it, and found that this was Ye Huangtu's study.

Although the door was locked, it was obviously opened and closed because there was no dust on it.

Ye Fan was wondering what this woman was looking for, but she heard the voices of Su Qingxue and Shuibo coming from outside.

"Princess, say you are too tired like this, quick! Go and have a rest.

Ye Fan quickly went out and saw Shuibo mixing Fu Su light snow. He walked slowly towards the bedroom."Snow! What's the matter? " Ye Fan quickly went up and put her arms around the woman, and found Su Qingxue looked ugly and her feet were soft.

"My husband You're back. Are you well prepared for the operation Su Qingxue asked weakly.

"Forget about the operation. How are you doing?" Ye Fan heartache way.

One side of the water Bo sighed: "little Marquis, the princess is worried about your operation. As soon as she goes back to the mansion, she asks the old slave to take her to the Shenen temple in the city to burn incense and pray.

I also visited three venerable doctors and asked them for their opinions

As a result, on the way back, the princess may be too tired and dizzy

Su Qingxue takes out a small golden blessing bag from her arms, and three small notes, and hands them to Ye Fan.

"My husband If you keep it, you may not be able to help, but you can also make peace of mind.

Ye Fan took these things, and then looked at his pale wife. He didn't know what to say. The woman was so stupid that he felt like a knife.

It can be seen that Su Qingxue is due to cold body and lack of Qi and blood, which leads to hypotension. Although it is not a big obstacle, it is caused by worry for him.

Ye Fan picked up the woman, took her back to the room and lay down. She said in a warm voice: "don't do this in the future. Your husband and I will do things naturally. You should learn to trust me.".

Su Qingxue fainted and said with a smile: "I naturally believe in my husband's But my husband is to save my younger brother, and I also want to be as humble as possible... "

"Stop talking and have a good rest..." Ye Fan holds a woman's catkin, accompany in the side, quietly watching her sleep.

After su Qingxue fell asleep, ye Wanqing also came back from the outside.

"Big brother! What's the matter with you? You want to hear the operation, Su Huangbo? When did you learn medicine? " Ye Wanqing has a worried face.

Ye Fan asked her sister to be quiet, don't disturb Su Qingxue's rest and took her to the outside.

"I've been studying medicine for a long time, and I haven't told you about it. Don't worry. I know it in my mind," Ye Fan said.

Ye Wanqing said anxiously, "I can't let my parents know about this, or I'm afraid my mother will be scared to death..."

"You just don't have faith in me?" Ye Fan shook his head with a bitter smile, "I'm not crazy.".

"Yes, you're not only not crazy, but you're in the limelight! "The moon is born on the sea, and the world is at this time." this poem is too powerful

What's the name of this poem? They are all crazy in the cloud, but we don't know what the name of the poem is, "Ye Wanqing asked.

Ye Fan was shocked, "this How did the poem get on? I read it in the palace... "

"Don't you know that Su He, the third prince, likes to send clouds. He made a great stir in the literary world when he sent out the poem you recited at the banquet today!

Big brother, your own cloud number, go and have a look, it has broken through 200000 fans!

Everyone is urging you to tell them quickly, what is the name of this poem... " Ye Wanqing said with a narrow smile.

Ye Fan wipes his face and feels like crying without tears. These guys don't practice well and don't seek long life. What kind of we media do they play!?

He never dreamed that his fame in the world was not due to the imperial sword, but to his literary talent

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