Daqing: Chen Pingping's adopted son, biological mother Ye Qingmei

Looking at Chen Qingfeng again, there was much less hostility in his eyes.

Fan Ruoruo was overjoyed to see this.

She was furious when she saw Guo Baokun making things difficult for Fan Xian, which is why she begged Chen Qingfeng to help her.

"Brother Qingfeng is really amazing."

"Brother is not bad either."

"These two poems are truly masterpieces!"

Fan Ruoruo said excitedly, knowing in her heart that after today's poetry gathering, her elder brother Fan Xian's poetic talent would surely spread throughout the capital.

Just then, Chen Qingfeng turned his gaze and looked directly at Guo Baokun, smiling as he said:

"Young Master Guo, how about we exchange a poem?"

"what?"

Guo Baokun exclaimed in surprise, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Although I knew Chen Qingfeng was a playboy, his poetic talent was undeniable.

Putting everything else aside, just look at the poem he just recited with Fan Xian. If it were him, he definitely wouldn't have been able to come up with such a good one.

In a moment of panic, Guo Baokun quickly pursed his lips and said somewhat flusteredly:

"Young Master Chen, I... I guess I won't need it?"

"The poems you and Young Master Fan composed were truly masterpieces, beyond my reach!"

After saying this, Guo Baokun lowered his head. Although he was very dissatisfied, he did not dare to provoke Fan Xian again.

After all, he was aware of his own limitations.

He knew in his heart that if he were to play, he would definitely become a laughing stock.

The poetry recital then continued.

The poems that followed were all inferior to the two poems that Chen Qingfeng and Fan Xian had just composed.

"Young Master Fan, may I move aside? I'd like to speak with you privately!"

Chen Qingfeng smiled and looked at Fan Xian.

"Oh?"

Fan Xian was slightly surprised, thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Then, Chen Qingfeng and Fan Xian got up and walked out of the hall.

Seeing this, Fan Ruoruo's eyes were full of curiosity, wondering what Chen Qingfeng wanted to talk to Fan Xian about alone.

Before long, Chen Qingfeng and Fan Xian arrived at a garden in the Prince Jing's mansion.

"Thank you very much for earlier!"

Fan Xian spoke first, saying that the poetry recitation in the hall earlier was largely thanks to Chen Qingfeng.

Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:

"We're all in the same industry, there's no need for thanks."

"Come with us?"

Fan Xian was startled, not quite understanding what Chen Qingfeng meant.

He knew that Chen Qingfeng was a time traveler.

Logically speaking, since he was keeping a low profile, Chen Qingfeng shouldn't know that he had also transmigrated.

Seeing Fan Xian's blank expression, Chen Qingfeng didn't beat around the bush and said directly:

"Neither Young Master Fan nor I were originally from this world, so why pretend not to know?"

Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's words, Fan Xian was deeply shaken.

"You...how did you know?"

Fan Xian asked in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

Chen Qingfeng smiled slightly and replied:

How I know is not important.

"By the way, Young Master Fan, what have you thought about the matter in that previous letter?"

Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's question, Fan Xian's expression changed drastically.

Earlier, Chen Qingfeng had asked Fan Ruoruo to give him a letter and a pill.

In the letter, Chen Qingfeng asked Fan Xian if he dared to rebel against him.

When Fan Xian saw it, he was shocked.

Thinking that Chen Qingfeng's idea was too audacious, even if he had the identity of a transmigrator, he shouldn't be so unrestrained.

To Fan Xian's surprise, Chen Qingfeng brought up the matter again.

Moreover, judging from Chen Qingfeng's serious demeanor, he clearly wasn't joking with him.

"You...you really want to rebel?"

Shocked, Fan Xian said in a daze:

"Young Master Chen, the Qing Kingdom is now at peace with all corners of the world."

"His Majesty is currently governing diligently and his power extends throughout the land. Why should we rebel against him when there's nothing else to do?"

"Isn't this madness?"

Fan Xian stared straight at Chen Qingfeng, his face full of confusion.

Chen Qingfeng didn't reply immediately, instead appearing thoughtful.

He thought that if Fan Xian knew the truth about the Taiping Villa massacre back then, perhaps he wouldn't think this way.

However, Chen Qingfeng ultimately decided not to reveal the truth to Fan Xian for the time being.

After a long silence, Chen Qingfeng sighed helplessly and said:

"Young Master Fan, you really are... a coward!"

Fan Xian smiled slightly awkwardly and replied:

"So be it!"

"I don't want to lose my life over this."

Seeing that Fan Xian was unwilling, Chen Qingfeng didn't try to persuade him further, knowing that the time wasn't right, and then changed the subject:

"By the way, you'll need that pill I gave you earlier."

After saying this, Chen Qingfeng didn't wait for Fan Xian to say anything more and left directly.

"Ok?"

Fan Xian stood there, completely bewildered.

"Dragon Elephant Pill?"

"Would I need this?"

After hesitating for a long time, Fan Xian still couldn't come up with a solution.

Afterwards, he composed himself and stopped thinking about it, turning his gaze to look at Chen Qingfeng's departing figure.

"What's this guy pretending for in front of me?"

"We're all time travelers!"

"Why does he seem more like a hidden, mysterious big shot, while I'm just an illegitimate child from Danzhou?"

"And he seems to pay a lot of attention to me, and he even knows that I am a time traveler."

"What exactly was his purpose in doing this?"

Thinking of this, Fan Xian's brows furrowed even more deeply...

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind:

"Could he be trying to kill me?"

"As the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain. We are both time travelers, and he wants to eliminate this threat from me?"

"But judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like such a ruthless person."

After much thought, Fan Xian still couldn't figure it out.

"Hoohoo!"

After taking a deep breath, he shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself:

"Forget it, a fox will always show its tail eventually!"

"The most urgent task is to find a way to annul the marriage with that Lin Wan'er."

"I've never even seen one before!"

"I have to fight for my own love."

After thinking it over, Fan Xian finally took a step and left.

He quickly returned to the inner field.

At this time, some people were still reciting poems and composing couplets.

However, compared to the previous exchange of poems between Chen Qingfeng and Fan Xian, it seemed rather dull.

After the poetry gathering, Chen Qingfeng, Fan Xian, and Fan Ruoruo went to the outside of Prince Jing's residence together, and then each left in their own carriage.

"Brother, what did Qingfeng talk to you about alone?"

Fan Ruoruo looked at Fan Xian curiously and inquired.

"Nothing to talk about."

Fan Xian gave a cold reply.