The more he scratched his head and ears, the more Jiang Fan smiled and remained silent, which made Wang Xuanji very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
After watching enough of the performance, Jiang Fancai curled his lips and said, "Okay, that's almost it. I'm into the show."
Wang Xuanji scratched her head in embarrassment: "It's a bit boring. It's okay. There are many people interested in you anyway. Sooner or later, you will be able to dig out where the evildoer came from."
Jiang Fan chuckled: "Xuanji Xingjun, although you have been secretly in charge of Tianji Pavilion for so long, but with all due respect, no one in the world can fully understand everything about me. Trust me, there is no need to do too much useless work. If you have that skill , it’s better to think about the business carefully.”
Wang Xuanji looked at him with strange eyes: "Why do I think...you are such a big deal. Whether it's you or not, why do you want to go to the empress?"
Jiang Fan held his chin: "I'm curious about good-looking people. What's the reason?"
Wang Xuanji actually thought about it seriously for a while: "I have to say, it makes sense. What level is it now?"
Yo? Jiang Fan was surprised, this old boy is disrespectful to his old age, he will definitely be a slut when he is young.
Jiang Fan raised his head and narrowed his eyes: "To what extent? What do you think...if we have a son, what's his surname?"
"ah--"
Wang Xuanji was stunned on the spot.
It took him a long time to say: "My surname is Ying..."
Jiang Fan:......
"Really or not?" Wang Xuanji was really surprised. He had the same view as others on this matter, thinking it was just a cover-up to prevent others from taking advantage of Jiang Fan. But when he said this, Wang Xuanji was really confused.
But this kid's weird look makes people very suspicious.
"By the way, you said that when the fake is the real, the real is also fake..." Wang Xuanji muttered as she took a sip of tea.
"Ouch? Lao Wang, you have put a lot of effort into this young master."
Wang Xuanji let out a long sigh: "Why don't we put in some effort? To be honest, I didn't take you seriously at first. I just thought it was strange that someone like Ying Wushuang would appreciate poetry and look for acquaintance, so I paid attention. Later... …I didn’t need to say anything after that, and it’s where we are today.”
Jiang Fan said: "I didn't expect that either. I didn't realize at first that my opponent was actually the famous Wang Xuanji. I didn't expect that this damn Wang Xuanji was actually hiding outside Tianji Pavilion, next door to me. , you really are Lao Wang next door."
"Lao Wang next door? Connotation?"
Jiang Fan exclaimed, this guy has a very quick mind.
"The connotation, but it's not what you think. Let's continue the topic just now. You guy is obviously from Da Zhou. How did you become the Seven Star King after being in the opposition for decades?"
Wang Xuanji spread her hands: "I'm not fooling you. I am indeed the rightful successor to Xuanji Star Lord. You should know that Ji Le's predecessor was the Shadow Guard..."
"But that is the predecessor after all."
"Really?" Wang Xuanji narrowed her eyes and said, "Don't tell me you don't know anything."
Jiang Fan smacked his lips: "So, is this the reason why you deal with me?"
Wang Xuanji smiled slightly: "What do you think? Can I make a prince of the Qin Kingdom become the Heavenly Fox of Paradise and dominate the Shadow Guard?"
Jiang Fan held his chin: "But there are some things you are not sure about, so after much deliberation you didn't dare to expose them, so you went to find someone like Shangguan Wanru?
"How is my apprentice doing?"
"It's still possible. Given time, it will be better than the old." Jiang Fan agreed without any surprise.
Wang Xuanji smiled and said, "She is not Tianhu's opponent after all. You don't want to kill her, do you? What a waste..."
Jiang Fan waved his hand, "That's my business, let's continue talking about the topic."
Wang Xuanji didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said: "I can't figure it out, how did you become the first pick? And your first pick is a bit different, the others seem to be your cover, how can I put it... ...just like the son of Emperor Ming of Zhou Dynasty..."
"Emperor Ming?" Jiang Fanruo looked at him thoughtfully: "Among the princesses of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who only had an only son?"
"That's it..."
"It's a big deal if you just say something like the crown prince, but you go around and around and talk to someone who is playing tricks on you."
"This is what you said..." Wang Xuanji said strangely: "So, why? Why is your first pick so different?"
Jiang Fan looked calm but did not answer the question.
Wang Xuanji was not in a hurry and said to herself: "I heard that you called the city lord sister... This sister is very worthy of recognition. Do you know her true identity?"
Jiang Fan rubbed his hands: "I don't know, why don't you tell me? What big tree am I leaning against?"
Wang Xuanji chuckled: "Forget it, you said that we old men like to play riddles, and you are even more dishonest. How about I tell you her true identity, and you tell me yours too?"
Jiang Fan actually said happily: "Okay."
Wang Xuanji was stunned: "Are you sure?"
Jiang Fan said: "You're sure. My origin is very simple. I was an orphan abandoned near Kunlun. It's your turn."
Wang Xuanji was stunned for a moment: "Abandoned near Kunlun...how old were you then?"
Jiang Fan frowned: "About six or seven years old."
"What do you mean roughly? It's time to remember things when you're six or seven years old."
"It means that I don't know. It seems that I was seriously ill and confused with fever. I can't remember anything."
Wang Xuanji said thoughtfully: "...six or seven years old...a good...age..."
"It's not good. Most people would have died long ago if they suffered such a big change at this age."
Jiang Fan said calmly.
"Unfortunate misfortunes happen to everyone, not to mention ordinary people, even the royal family." Wang Xuanji lowered her eyes and gently tapped the teapot.
Jiang Fan bowed and said, "You old Wang, there is something in your words."
Wang Xuanji took out a booklet from her arms and waved it in front of Jiang Fan: "When Mr. Jiang first came to Paradise, there was an interesting story..."
Jiang Fan looked at the booklet: "I heard... there is a second volume?"
Wang Xuanji's eyes suddenly moved: "...You have indeed met Zeng Jing."
Jiang Fan was noncommittal: "Grapevine."
Wang Xuanji chuckled: "Let me tell you, did you know that no more than one hand knows this gossip?"
Jiang Fan curled his lips disdainfully: "It's a mechanical application. Some bastard wants to cause trouble and insists on using me to stick to a six or seven-year-old baby."
Wang Xuanji said: "What? Does your analysis make sense?"
Jiang Fan snorted: "Believe it or not, if I make up your gossip, I can make you doubt your life."
Wang Xuanji did not argue: "Well, do you want to see the second half?"
"Okay, let's see if there's anything else wrong."
Wang Xuanji laughed: "Since it's so reluctant, forget it."
"Forget it, let me tell you anyway, if you want to stir up trouble in the future, you have to find a living person, and you have to get a dead head to compare with this young master. It will be unlucky."
Wang Xuanji frowned tightly: "Dead people... they are indeed dead people... can they still come back to life?"
"What are you mumbling about?"
"Oh, I just think that the city lord is missing him so much that he is a little crazy."
"You are crazy, your whole family is crazy! I warn you, don't be disrespectful to my sister."
Wang Xuanji said: "How dare you, Tianhu's sister, it's too late for us to be respectful as subordinates."
Jiang Fan sneered: "I didn't see that you were afraid of me."
Wang Xuanji coughed twice and said solemnly: "Fear may not be written on your face."
