Fairy, I really am a villain!

"It's okay. I'm an official appointed by the court..." "They even killed Master Liu Zhuoliu, I'm afraid they won't care about these."

The two parted.

Soon, Fang Xiwen transferred the guards at home to secretly protect Cui Jing.

In his opinion, if Yang Tianxiu intended to uproot the remnants of the Wang family, then this person would be the best candidate: he had a close enough relationship, but was a censor with little real power, and was most suitable to be used as a warning to others.

~~

His move to mobilize the family guards caused some resentment.

That day, after washing up as usual, Fang Xiwen waited in the yard for a while, but did not see anyone passing by under the corridor.

I usually see Xiaodie at this time. She is either washing clothes, drying quilts or watering flowers, and she will chat with him.

But she didn't come today.

'Is he ill?'

With this thought in mind, Fang Xiwen went to knock on Xiaodie's door, but no one was there; he asked a servant who knew her, and he also said that he had not seen her since last night.

After a little thought, he understood.

There is no doubt about the safety of Fang Mansion. Even for an expert in field operations, it would be extremely difficult to abduct someone here without alerting the demon-killing formation covering the entire city.

Not to mention that there is a master in the inner house who has achieved unity with nature. As long as Fang Qingxiao is there, the possibility of using violence can be almost eliminated.

In other words, the only people who can do anything to Xiaodie are his "own family members".

"Great..."

A nameless anger rose up, and Fang Xiwen knew that he was a little angry.

After he had patrolled most of the inner courtyard, a shadow passed by from the corridor and landed gently beside him, saying, "Xiwen, Xiaodie is missing. I went into the room and saw almost no signs of fighting or struggling. She must have been sent out voluntarily."

"I see."

Because he was afraid that this girl would be ostracized by the people in the Fang Mansion, he asked Li Muyu to keep an eye on her, but later he found that he was worrying too much.

She was a busy girl who couldn't stop working all day, like a hard-working little bee. She was smart and good-tempered, and was quickly accepted by the servants of the Fang Mansion. Now that they knew she was missing, they helped to look for her.

"Second sister, you continue to look here. I'll go outside."

"it is good."

Fang Xiwen quickly walked to the pavilion outside the house and stopped.

He found the person he was looking for.

In the flower garden, there was a pretty girl in a small jacket, bending over to look at the flowers. She turned around when she heard footsteps.

As if she noticed that his expression was different from usual, Fang Ziqing slightly curved her eyebrows, walked over holding a red flower, and said with a smile: "Third brother, you got up so early?"

"Ah."

"Did you have a good time at the literary gathering? I heard that the third brother snatched the beauty that Young Master Song liked in public and dragged her into the woods... He was really unrestrained and uninhibited."

She crushed the flower, with a smile, mockery and anger on her face.

“Have you ever thought…” “Are you relieved to see me as lustful as before?”

"This," seeing Fang Xiwen's indifferent expression, the words she had prepared were stuck in her throat, and she said forcefully: "It's not a matter of whether you are worried or not-" "Or, someone in your family obeys me, and you feel a sense of crisis?"

Being interrupted twice in a row, Fang Ziqing was furious and angry, but also afraid of being seen through: "So what? I hope you can behave yourself in the future!"

"reason."

"After all, what good will it do you to provoke the Yang family? If you want to die, don't drag the entire Fang family with you!

If we were the only ones fighting, the things would eventually fall into the hands of the Fang family, and the inheritance wouldn't be broken... Look at what you're doing!"

Amid her loud accusations, Fang Xiwen began to feel helpless.

In the eyes of these people, he was against the Yang Party just because he couldn't get the family property and had to give up... It was too humorous.

"So," Fang Xiwen sighed, his eyes cold, "you moved my people just to give me a warning?"

"So what? As long as you promise not to bother us again..." "Be careful!!"

When she was unaware, a burly figure suddenly appeared in the flower bed beside her. The figure seemed familiar, and as soon as he appeared, he swung his long knife at her.

The bright knife light came straight towards his face like a streak of silk!

"Xuan Xiao Sect's swordsmanship..." Fang Xiwen shook his head secretly.

Before the blade came close to him, the young man in brocade clothes disappeared. Then there was a loud explosion at the spot.

boom!

The figure was kicked so hard that his movements were almost invisible, and flew out, hitting the tree trunk in the yard like a cannonball, followed by the sound of several broken bones.

"Tinghao!"

Fang Ziqing's eyes widened as she watched the figure slide down.

Everything in front of him seemed unreal. Fang Tinghao, the descendant of Xuanxiao Sect, who had the cultivation of six orifices, was kicked so hard that he broke his power and couldn't struggle for a long time.

She would probably never forget the deep impression of this scene, but reality did not give Fang Ziqing much time to buffer.

The figure in brocade clothes looked away, but she couldn't see what movements he made, but she had been grabbed by the neck and lifted up, with her feet off the ground.

“Let me go…!”

Feeling the force in his hands and the suffocating feeling coming over her, Fang Ziqing became extremely panicked.

"Where's Fluttershy?"

"Let go first!" She was almost crying, and she held the hand that was like an iron clamp tightly, but it was of no use.

"Two choices. One, tell me the place and I'll go find it. Two, I'll kill you and then go find it myself." Fang Xiwen had a blank expression on his face and began to count down: "Five, four, three..."

"you dare?!"

Fang Tinghao struggled under the tree, but his movements were a little awkward.

He had just returned to the capital secretly yesterday, and Fang Ziqing came to him and said that she wanted to teach this bastard brother a lesson, so he agreed based on his own strength.

As a result, there was not even room for a fight, and Fang Tinghao was nearly kicked and suffered internal injuries... He was clearly the heir of the first Taoist sect!

"Don't, don't kill me, she is in the villa you bought!"

Fang Ziqing burst into tears, "I didn't touch her, I just lied to her and said, it was you who ordered her to clean up!"

Hearing this, he winked behind him, and a shadow quietly left; then Fang Xiwen let go and let her fall to the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Covering her neck with both hands, Fang Ziqing began to cough violently, looking at him with fear in her eyes.

In front of him, my arrangement was like a child's play, and it was effortless to dismantle it... Moreover, the murderous intent just now -

"You, and Fang Tinghao. Is it because your second uncle is back that you dare to touch my people?"

Glancing under the tree, he turned his wrist, took a step forward, and his shadow covered Fang Ziqing.

The incident happened in a flash, and before the guards in the outer house could react, the third young master easily subdued the two men.

Having not moved just now, I dare not move now.

"I, I didn't..."

"Xiao Die was entrusted to me by others. Even without this, she is still very important," Fang Xiwen said, bending down, "Next time, I will definitely keep my word.

Do you understand? "

The majestic aura pressed down on her. Fang Ziqing knelt on the ground, nodding her head repeatedly and sobbing.

"What's the answer?!"

"I won't dare to do it again, never again!"

After a fierce "threat", Fang Xiwen clapped his hands and suddenly looked towards the main entrance with a sense of realization.

From afar, a heroic voice came: "Lao Liang, are my kids at home?"

"Master, the young master and the young lady are in the yard...playing around." Liang Jing's tone sounded a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay," the Marquis walked briskly and soon entered the outer house, "Xiwen! Qingxiao! I'm back, why don't you come out to greet me--"

Suddenly, Fang Tianyu swallowed back the rest of his words.

Looking up, she saw her beloved son standing on the edge of the flower bed with a cold and condescending look on his face, and in front of him was her trembling niece.

"Uncle..." As soon as Fang Ziqing turned her head, the tears she had held back came out again and she cried loudly: "Uncle, my third brother bullied me!!"

~~

It is hard to say whether this timing was chosen intentionally by these two people.

In short, this was the scene when Fang Tianyu came in. He thought his son had returned to his previous appearance, and only after taking a closer look did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"What did you do?"

His expression was serious, and one could tell that the Marquis was a little angry.

After waiting for a while, Fang Xiwen didn't say anything, and the two people on the ground realized that he was questioning them.

"Xiwen, did they provoke you?"

"It's just a small matter." He shook his head and pointed at the servants around him, "Take them all away. Those who need treatment can get treatment, and those who need to cry can continue crying. Dad, come with me."

Upon hearing this, not only the servants, but even Fang Ziqing and the others were stunned.

...Will you come with me?

"Oh, going to your room?" Fang Tianyu looked quite happy as he walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

The two of them stepped into the inner house together.

Suddenly Fang Tianyu turned his head and saw a shadow flash by, which disappeared in the blink of an eye after a brief pause. His eyes became complicated.

"We found Xiaodie. She's fine." It was a subtle message.

"Hey, Mu You..." "Dad."

Shaking her head at the marquis who wanted to call her, Fang Xiwen reached out and pushed open the door of her room.

"Would you like some tea? I got some from my second uncle earlier."