Now that things have come to this, how could Fan Xian possibly avoid it in public?

He sighed and said, "You asked for this."

Ye Ling'er smiled: "Finally you look a bit manly... Watch out!"

A clear shout erupted, and Ye Ling'er suddenly stepped forward. Her figure became ethereal, and she had already rushed to Fan Xian's side, and then she punched Fan Xian in the face.

This girl still has some martial ethics. She knows to give a warning before taking action.

But this attack was really not kind, and it was obvious that he intended to beat Fan Xian into a pig's head.

Fan Xian knew that this girl wanted him to give up and not feel comfortable going to see Lin Wan'er with such a stupid face.

It’s a pity that this punch is too slow!

Fan Xian moved his toes an inch on the ground, easily avoiding Ye Ling'er's fist, and then carefully stretched out his hand and touched the numb tendon in Ye Ling'er's elbow.

"ah!"

Ye Ling'er cried out in pain, staggered and fell in front of Fan Xian, then covered her arm and turned to glare at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled slightly: "You are no match for me."

Ye Ling'er swung her arms, glared at Fan Xian and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Before she finished her words, Ye Ling'er took another step forward, and her five fingers, which were originally clenched into a fist, spread out like a peach branch blooming in spring. Each finger was like a branch that suddenly stretched out and poked towards Fan Xian's temple.

"It's the Ye family's free-hand fighting!"

The royal guards at the gate of the royal villa couldn't help but exclaim.

They knew that this Miss Ye was the great-grandniece of Ye Liuyun, the great master of Qing State, but they did not expect that she had actually inherited Ye Liuyun's true teachings.

This Liuyun Sanshou is a unique martial art that the great master Ye Liuyun comprehended after he abandoned his sword. Although it is called Sanshou, it is actually a wonderful martial art similar to the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

The five fingers slapped out, like five long swords condensed from the true energy, full of the power to kill and chop wood.

“Snap! Snap! Snap!”

There were three consecutive crisp sounds, and Ye Ling'er clapped her hands three times at an extremely fast speed.

But Fan Xian dodged each of the palm strikes with ease. He looked calm and composed, as if he was strolling in the garden with ease.

“What a pity…”

The royal guard at the gate of the villa sighed softly, his face full of regret.

As royal guards, their strength and eyesight are naturally not bad.

Although this young lady of the Ye family has learned the true art of free-hand fighting, the strength of Mr. Fan on the opposite side is even more amazing than hers.

In the face of such an absolute gap in strength, martial arts techniques alone cannot make up for it.

Fan Xian interacted with Ye Ling'er for a while with great interest.

He heard the exclamations of the royal guards and naturally became interested in the grandmaster's unique skills.

But unfortunately, the Liuyun Sanshou that Ye Ling'er learned did not seem to be orthodox.

Every slap and palm strike was a move of defeating the strong with the weak. It was obvious that these were improved versions specially customized for his niece, Ye Liuyun, in view of the fact that her internal energy was insufficient and her physical strength could not match that of men of the same level.

After discovering this, Fan Xian lost interest in continuing to observe.

He suddenly stopped dodging, his internal energy exploded, and his arm, like cast steel, thrust straight into the blossoming peach branch and grabbed Ye Ling'er's fair wrist.

In an instant, the peach branches blooming in the air suddenly retracted.

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then glared at Fan Xian and raised her left arm to slap his forehead again.

But Fan Xian not only did not dodge, but instead went forward and grabbed Ye Ling'er's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Such a rude and unreasonable behavior frightened Ye Ling'er so much that she was at a loss as to what to do, and her intention to break away was completely gone.

“Bang!”

With a dull thud, Fan Xian hit Ye Ling'er's fair forehead with his head.

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then felt a sharp pain in her forehead. She couldn't help but squat down with her hands covering her head, screaming in pain.

Fan Xian also rubbed his forehead, looking helplessly at the little girl in front of him who had turned from screaming to crying loudly.

The reason why he used his head to attack, not only because he didn't want to gain an advantage with his hands and feet, but also mainly because he had just successfully switched to cultivation, and his power in his fists and feet was not well controlled. If he acted rashly, it would easily hurt Ye Ling'er.

But the brain is different.

His "Fission Magic" has not yet involved the skull, and the force is mutual. When he uses his head to attack Ye Ling'er, he can also control the severity of the attack based on his own pain.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated this girl's tolerance to pain.

It was just a headbutt, not even a mild concussion, but the girl actually covered her head and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Fan Xian couldn't help but ask, "Girl, how old are you? Why are you still crying?"

The servants of the Ye Mansion who had surrounded the carriage before have now gathered around.

But compared to the servants of the Guo Mansion that I had met before, these servants of the Ye Mansion were still very well-behaved.

They just surrounded their young lady, comforting her in soft and skilled voices, without glaring at Fan Xian. It was obvious that it was common for this young lady of the Ye family to duel with others.

One of the older guards heard Fan Xian's words and replied with a smile, "Young lady will be 28 next year!"

...Next year I will be twenty-eight, so wouldn’t that mean I’m only fifteen this year?

Fan Xian looked at Ye Ling'er crying on the ground in astonishment, and suddenly a sense of guilt arose in his heart.

How come you are only fifteen years old...

Fan Xian looked at the crying little girl with some hesitation. After a little hesitation, he whispered, "Are you okay? I used a good amount of strength. You shouldn't have a concussion."

Ye Ling'er covered her head and raised her head, glaring at him with tears in her eyes.

If it doesn’t work, try another tactic.

Fan Xian blinked and asked, "What palm technique did you use just now?"

This time, Ye Ling'er was finally willing to speak.

She sniffed and answered stubbornly, "Splitting the coffin!"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "That's a good name. It seems that you are not using Liuyun Sanshou, but a simplified version of Liuyun Sanshou. You are only fifteen years old, but you have such martial arts skills. I really admire you!"

As he spoke, Fan Xian cupped his hands with a sincere look on his face.

Everyone carried the fancy sedan chair. Fan Xian had clearly won, but she was still willing to praise her martial arts skills, which immediately changed Ye Ling'er's impression of Fan Xian.

But she was stubborn, and even though she knew in her heart that she could not beat Fan Xian, she still snorted twice and emphasized, "I admit that you are indeed stronger than me, but this is only because I am not well-trained in martial arts, and has nothing to do with my Ye family's inherited martial arts."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Of course. Grandmaster Ye is so powerful that a junior like me can never compare to him!"

Of course, only for now.

After a few days and absorbing more radiation, he will go to the door and beat the grand master up so hard that his face is covered with peach blossoms!

Fan Xian thought so in his heart, but he still smiled and cupped his hands.

"Since Miss Ye is fine, I won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, Fan Xian turned around and walked towards the royal villa.

"etc!"

Ye Ling'er suddenly called Fan Xian.

Fan Xian turned around in surprise, only to see Ye Ling'er standing up from the ground, picking up the dagger and putting it into his hand.

"Take this knife!"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "This...isn't necessary?"

Ye Ling'er shook her head and said, "I lost to you, so it's yours... But don't be too proud. I will practice hard after I return, and I will definitely take it back from you in the future!"

"Also, tell Wan'er that I'm not feeling well today and won't be visiting her."

After saying that, Ye Ling'er immediately turned around and waved her hand, saying, "Let's go home!"

The Ye family got on the carriage and drove forward.

The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched. He glanced at the dagger in his hand, smiled helplessly, and put it away.

When he came to the side of the royal guards, Fan Xian stopped and asked in a low voice: "Have you informed the princess?"

The royal guard looked straight ahead and whispered back, "Don't worry, sir. No one has reported the news."

Fan Xian nodded, quietly handed over a few banknotes, and said with a smile: "That's good, I will explain it myself."

The royal guard took the banknote calmly and said with a smile, "Please do as you please, sir. I didn't see anything."

Fan Xian smiled with satisfaction, then took a step forward and walked into the royal villa.

Although he often visited this place at night in the past few days, this was the first time he came here in broad daylight.

According to the rules, he could not meet Lin Wan'er formally before the marriage. At most, he could come to pay his respects and have a few words with her behind the curtain.

But how could Fan Xian be a rule-abiding person?

After he entered the villa, he immediately found an unattended place and activated the optical camouflage function of the nano battle suit.

Just like that, the transparent invisible man stepped onto the corridor of the villa and swaggered past the guards.

Since the guards outside the palace thought that the guards inside the palace would stop Fan Xian and ask him to act according to the rules, they did not summon him. Therefore, the guards inside the palace had no idea that a thief who stole jade and perfume had sneaked into the royal villa.

In this way, Fan Xian took advantage of the information gap and sneaked into his fiancée's boudoir in broad daylight.

As soon as he entered the room, Fan Xian immediately closed the window, turned off the optical camouflage, and turned around to walk into the room.

At this moment, the familiar figure was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, staring at himself in the mirror in a daze.

Fan Xian smiled and tiptoed to her side.

"Did you miss me?"

The sudden voice startled Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er almost cried out in surprise. When she saw the person behind her clearly, she was delighted at first, but then her face immediately turned cold and she turned her head away, leaving only the back of Fan Xian's beautiful head.

The smile on Fan Xian's face froze, and then he moved closer to Lin Wan'er with a wry smile.

"Wan'er, listen to my explanation. Yesterday, something happened suddenly and I was in a hurry to deal with some important matters, so I didn't come. It was not my intention to delay you!"

"……Yeah?"

Lin Wan'er tilted her head and glanced at him, then asked in confusion, "What does pigeon mean?"

Fan Xian sat beside her with a smile: "Don't worry about it, just pay attention to me."

Lin Wan'er was so angry at Fan Xian's rogue look that she laughed. Just as she was about to ignore him out of spite, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the dagger at Fan Xian's waist.

"Wait, where did you get this knife?"

"This is a long story..."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and then said gently: "If you want to know, I can tell you later, but now, we have something more important to do."

Lin Wan'er was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking of. Her cheeks blushed as she whispered, "What's the matter?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly, took out a colorful square paper box from his arms and handed it to Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er looked at the paper box in her hand curiously and read it word by word: "Kunlun Pharmaceutical Company...what does it mean?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said, "That is the most powerful medical school in the world. I went there specifically to ask for a magical medicine to cure your illness. If you take one pill, I guarantee that your tuberculosis will be completely cured. You will be strong and healthy in the future, and you will be able to have three children in a row!"