Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 348 Night Walk in Brocade Clothes
“You’re such a filial daughter.” Russell’s lips twitched.

Ye Ling'er didn't understand what was wrong. The saying goes, "In the way of martial arts, one who has mastered it is a teacher."

If her martial arts skills really surpass her father's, it wouldn't be impossible for him to become her disciple.

Besides, these weren't her words; they were her father's exact words.

What else is there for Russell to say?

The two then sat in the carriage and began to exchange blows, each responding to the other's moves.

Although Russell couldn't help her with internal energy, he still had a lot of ideas about techniques.

The Great Coffin Splitting Hand originated from Ye Liuyun's Flowing Cloud Scattered Hand, which in turn came from his sparring with Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu's every move was the optimal solution analyzed by artificial intelligence, eliminating cumbersome variations, and his sword strikes were all about being the fastest, shortest, and most effortless.

Correspondingly, the Flowing Cloud Scattered Hand should be about the same, and going a step further, the Great Coffin Splitting Hand should be the same.

If that's the case, we only need to simplify the complex and eliminate the unnecessary to gain control, and then we can control ourselves step by step.

About half an hour later, the gate of the royal villa slowly opened from the inside, and Fan Ruoruo walked out with a smug Fan Xian.

Seeing this, Ye Ling'er quickly jumped down from the carriage and ran to Fan Ruoruo's side, asking, "How is it? Is there any way?"

Fan Ruoruo smiled and said, "Miss Ye, don't worry. The doctor has already written down the prescription. As long as you take the medicine on time, you will definitely recover in time."

"That's good, that's good. I'll go see Wan'er..." Ye Ling'er immediately beamed with joy and was about to rush into the royal villa when she seemed to remember something. She stopped abruptly at the door and turned back to call out to Luo Su, "I'll come to the Fan residence to see you when I have time."

Russell gave an OK sign, but then suddenly remembered that the woman couldn't understand it, so he just responded with a "yes".

"You're practically beaming with joy." The carriage slowly started moving, and inside, Russell's lips curled into a slight smile: "Judging from your expression, this princess seems to be quite to your liking?"

"Take advantage! Take advantage of it!" Fan Xian was still immersed in joy, and the smile on his face had never left since he came in.

"What a coincidence!" Seeing her brother happy, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but feel happy for him too. "I never thought that Miss Lin was really the chicken leg girl that you met at Qing Temple. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have gone through all this trouble."

“Who says otherwise?” Fan Xian scratched his slightly itchy eyebrow, tore it off, and said with a smile, “From now on, don’t call me Miss Lin, call me sister-in-law.”

Fan Ruoruo teased, "You'll only be married in October, isn't it a bit too hasty to call me sister-in-law now? Besides... you know that Prime Minister Lin and the Princess don't like you, didn't you once think about turning down this marriage?"

Fan Xian coughed a little embarrassedly: "Times have changed. Now, my brother is determined to marry Wan'er. Forget about the Prime Minister and the Princess. Even if the head of the Censorate returns to the capital, I won't care about him."

"Forget about the prime minister, the princess, the dean and all that. I seem to remember someone saying something like, before they left, that they wouldn't even bother with him. Is that true?" Russell raised an eyebrow at Fan Xian.

Reason returned to his mind, and the smile on Fan Xian's face vanished instantly; he had completely forgotten about it...

"Dad, I was wrong!" Seeing Russell's amused expression, Fan Xian gritted his teeth and said loudly, his voice so loud that even Fan Ruoruo, who was standing next to him, was startled.

"Ah~ That feels so good." Hearing this, Russell was satisfied and finally content.

Seeing this, Fan Ruoruo looked at Fan Xian and Luo Su with confusion and asked, "Dad... what do you mean?"

Although I couldn't understand it, I could roughly tell that the word "father" was referring to Russell.

"Could it be that Dad is Brother Luo's courtesy name?" Seeing the two looking at each other, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but make her own guess.

“Exactly,” Fan Xian coughed and said, “I knew Ruoruo was clever; she guessed it right away.”

There's no other way but to say it this way. Daqing isn't a university dormitory where everyone is like godfather to each other. If Ruoruo finds out what this means, she'll probably give him a lecture.

“Fan Xian is right, that is indeed my courtesy name.” Russell nodded, then sincerely suggested, “Speaking of which, Fan Xian will soon be of legal age. When that time comes, and you have your courtesy name, let’s address each other by our courtesy names, what do you think?”

Fan Xian's eyes widened immediately: "I don't think that's necessary..."

I can accept calling you that once, but do you want to be my dad forever?
"No, no, no, I think it's very necessary and meaningful."

“No, no…”

And so, the two of them, using different styles of conversation, returned to the Fan residence.

Upon returning to the manor, Fan Xian immediately rushed to his own courtyard.

His courtyard was specially provided for him by Fan Jian. Although it was small, it had a kitchen and a medicine cabinet.

Fan Xian hurriedly prepared the medicinal diet, while Russell, after watching it listlessly for a while, decisively sat down to the side and began to practice breathing exercises.

He spends all his time on romance, so the heavy responsibility of breaking through to the Grandmaster level will ultimately fall on his shoulders.

About an hour later, Fan Xian finished making two sandwiches and gave one to Russell. Russell took a bite and was about to comment when a servant led Prince Jing's heir, Li Hongcheng, into the courtyard.

"Oh, Your Highness, what brings you here?" Fan Xian asked curiously. "Is another poetry gathering going on?"

"No, I'm here as a persuader," Li Hongcheng said with a smile. "I'm here on behalf of the Second Prince to arrange a meeting with you."

"How so? When? Where?" Fan Xian asked, intrigued.

"Tomorrow, at Miss Si Lili's Drunken Immortal Abode." Li Hongcheng said, opening his folding fan and waving it at himself, while also glancing at Russell.

Others may not know, but he does. Miss Si Lili's two lovers are Fan Xian, the eldest son of the Fan family, and Fan Xian's blind friend.

You could say that people from the countryside really know how to have fun. Once one person gets a taste of something new, the other is eager to enjoy it too. They really are like brothers who fight tigers together.

"Then I'll come to Zuixianju to find you tomorrow afternoon." Fan Xian thought to himself, since he had nothing to do in the capital anyway, he might as well go and see what the Second Prince was up to.

"Alright, I'm relieved to hear you say that. I'll take my leave now, please don't see me off." Seeing that Fan Xian agreed, Li Hongcheng also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had pledged allegiance to the Second Prince. If he couldn't even do such a small thing, he would definitely have fewer opportunities by the Second Prince's side.

Seeing Li Hongcheng leave, Fan Xian only stared for a few seconds before continuing to prepare his special medicine, while Russell continued to move the Qi.

A little while later, Fan Ruoruo walked in lightly. She glanced at the focused Fan Xian, then walked up to Luo Su and called out softly, "Brother Luo."

Russell slowly finished his practice, raised his head, and said, "Miss Ruoruo, is there something you need?"

Fan Ruoruo replied, "Just now someone delivered a message outside the door, saying that Miss Sili of Zuixianju sent someone to look for you."

"Si Lili?" Luo Su was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Why would she be looking for him for no reason? He asked, "Did she say what it was about?" Fan Ruoruo shook her head: "The person didn't say. They only said that Miss Lili had something important to discuss and insisted that Brother Luo come over. They also specifically emphasized that it had to be at night."

"Tonight~" Fan Xian, who was standing to the side, had already perked up his ears. He couldn't help but put down the pestle in his hand and lean over to tease him with a wink: "Not bad, Lao Luo. You were having a great time with Miss Ye this morning, and you have to rush to the next one tonight. You are a master of time management in Daqing."

Russell tilted his head, glanced at Fan Xian, and asked in surprise, "Which eye of yours saw me and Ye Ling'er getting along so well?"

"Both eyes saw it, and counting Ruoruo, that makes four eyes." Fan Xian clicked his tongue and continued, "What kind of relationship do we have? You can't hide it from others, but don't hide it from me. Yesterday, when we came back from the royal villa, I saw it clearly. You two were sitting side by side in the carriage, all lovey-dovey and flirting. Ruoruo, don't you think so?"

When Fan Ruoruo was called out by her brother, her pretty face immediately turned slightly red. She coughed lightly and turned her head to look elsewhere.

“That was Ye Ling’er discussing martial arts with me, and I was teaching her,” Russell argued.

"Yes, yes, yes, teach martial arts, martial arts is good, you have to learn martial arts..." Fan Xian said dismissively, clearly not taking it seriously at all.

Russell shook his head helplessly, too lazy to argue with this shameless guy anymore: "I can't be bothered with you."

After saying that, he ignored Fan Xian's teasing and continued his training. Time flew by, and it was late at night.

Two figures slipped out silently from the back gate of the Fan residence like ghosts, both dressed in neat night clothes.

"I'm going to see Wan'er."

"I'm going to Zuixianju."

The two exchanged a brief conversation at the first fork in the road, each giving the other the middle finger, before parting ways and going their separate ways.

Russell moved swiftly, silently rising and falling among the rooftops and alleyways of Kyoto. He was incredibly fast and soon arrived at the banks of the Ryujin River.

Zuixianju was still brightly lit and filled with melodious music, but he did not go through the main gate. Instead, like a falling leaf, he silently skimmed across the river and accurately found Si Lili's exquisite flower boat.

The flower boat at this moment was completely different from its usual bustling state; it was now silent and dark, with not a single waiter or maid in sight.

With doubts growing in his mind, Russell moved swiftly, passing through the window like a gentle breeze and landing inside the cabin.

Inside the cabin, only a dim oil lamp was lit. Si Lili, dressed in plain clothes, was pacing back and forth anxiously with her back to the window.

Hearing the very faint sound of someone landing behind her, she jumped in fright and turned around abruptly. Only when she saw that it was Russell did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Russell sensed the empty cabin and asked curiously, "Why are you in such a hurry to find me? And where are your servants?"

“I’ve gotten myself into big trouble and need your help. As for the servants, I’ve already dismissed them,” Si Lili said.

"Troublesome?" Russell became even more curious and pulled Si Lili to sit down at the table: "Tell me about it."

"Lin Gong has come to me. She brought two of Si Gu Jian's grand-disciples and wants me to ambush Fan Xian on his way to Zui Xian Ju tomorrow," Si Lili said.

"You?" Russell raised an eyebrow.

Although he had been in the time travel for too long and some of his memories were no longer clear, he still had some recollection of the major event of the assassination in Niulan Street. It seemed that it was indeed related to Si Lili, and that she had tried to escape but was caught by Fan Xian.

As for the protagonist of the assassination, his name seems to be...

Si Lili looked at Russell: "Do you know He Daoren of the Northern Qi Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

“I’ve dealt with them before.” Russell nodded. “A master swordsman from Northern Qi, a ninth-rank expert.”

“Then you should have heard of He Daoren’s personal disciple, Cheng Jushu,” Si Lili continued. “He has already been secretly transported into the city and is waiting for tomorrow.”

Although Cheng Jushu was only an eighth-rank expert, he was enormous and possessed superhuman strength, enough to make even a ninth-rank expert provoke him.

"so?"

Si Lili looked at Luo Su with a complicated expression: "With you by Fan Xian's side, he will most likely be fine. But after this, regardless of success or failure, I will inevitably be exposed. The Censorate, the Crown Prince, and Prime Minister Lin will not let me go. I need your help to escape from Nanqing."

"So, you really just ran away like that?" Russell asked rhetorically. "Giving up everything you've built up over the years and fleeing back to Northern Qi like a stray dog ​​doesn't seem like your style."

"Are we just going to wait here to die instead of escaping?" Si Lili glanced at Luo Su with annoyance. "I'm not you, able to fight my way out of Northern Qi while being pursued by the Embroidered Uniform Guard and Duo Duo. I'm just a weak woman with no strength to even kill a chicken. Although there are other arrangements here, I'm still a little worried because I heard that Chen Pingping is coming back soon."

"Chen Pingping, is there any news?" Russell asked, intrigued.

In terms of intelligence, Fan Xian and his companions, who were new to the capital, did not have the same channels as Si Lili.

Si Lili nodded: "Chen Pingping and his Black Riders did not deliberately conceal their whereabouts, so they should arrive in Beijing in the next day or two."

Well, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he'll be in another fight in a couple of days.

"Will you agree or not? You can make any requests you have." Seeing that Russell hadn't responded for a long time, Si Lili couldn't help but get a little anxious.

She hadn't even done anything, and she'd already lost her life here; it really wasn't worth it.

"You probably can't leave now, since I still have to stay in Kyoto. But I can still keep you alive." Russell calmly poured himself a cup of tea.

Si Lili frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Consider tonight's news your pledge of allegiance. Tomorrow, just wait here with peace of mind. Leave the rest to me. Neither the Crown Prince nor Prime Minister Lin can touch you."

"What's your idea?" Si Lili hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Didn't you say that Chen Pingping has returned to the capital?" Luo Su smiled, raised his hand to pinch Si Lili's cheek, and returned to the Fan residence by the same route.

Fan Xian had not yet returned, so Russell waited for him in the courtyard of his room.

then……

"who!"

The surroundings were silent, but Russell kept his eyes fixed on the roof.

Before long, a masked figure dressed in black stepped out from there.

(End of this chapter)