Chapter 159 Baiyue, the bird that escapes the cage

Yang Fan's expression suddenly became cold, and he felt a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "Does the prince think Yang will have ulterior motives for the second princess?"

His original intention of coming to the royal palace was to find a place in Kyoto and have secular forces as a backing to facilitate the opening of his own Immortal World Medical Center.

Yang Fan did not deny his interest in Yuwen Xin. Most people in the world judge people by their appearance, but no one does not have the desire to love beauty? Even those who practice immortals cannot avoid the vulgarity.

What’s more, what really attracted Yang Fan was Yuwen Xin’s special physique, the “Nine Sutra Mysterious Vein”. This physique was not even known to the three master doctors in Kyoto who were well-informed and knowledgeable. Yang Fan also learned about this physique from the vast information flow of the Holy Healing Chapter of the Immortal Hong Jue.

The King of Yan's expression changed. He didn't expect Yang Fan to have such a big reaction, so he just told him to explain.

"The father actually intends to marry me to him...what should I do?"

Yuwen Xin lowered her hair and felt uneasy. I don’t know if it was shy or unacceptable. A trace of redness was applied to her pretty white face, which was ashamed to the moon.

However, this woman's concentration was very strong and she returned to normal in an instant. Her bright eyes were calm and silent.

"Yang Yaoshi misunderstood..." King Yan sighed lightly: "Xin'er is my favorite daughter. I just love my daughter very much and don't want her to suffer any harm. As long as it does not exceed this bottom limit, all conditions are easy to discuss. Besides, I can see that the pharmacist is strong, smart and calm, and is a family that can be entrusted."

"The immortals are separated by mortals, and the prince thinks this is very likely? Besides, how can you know that Yang does not have his own dual-cultural partner?"

Yang Fan sneered.

It is not impossible for immortal cultivators to have spouses. It is normal for dual practitioners to practice Taoism in the world of immortal cultivation.

"This..." King Yan was suffocating for a moment and didn't know how to fight back.

In his thoughts, the second daughter is beautiful and has a pleasant temperament. Coupled with the morbid softness and wisdom, it is enough to make any man in the secular world feel ashamed and feel pity when he sees it.

However, as a cultivator who re-educated the despicable martial arts, Yang Fan obviously cannot be compared with secular mortals and ordinary cultivators.

One of his purpose in this trip to Kyoto was to date the "Fairy Yun" whom he cherished. Even if Yuwen Xin was so beautiful and had a pleasant temperament, he would only make him pleasing to the eyes and curious.

"Yang advises that if the prince really loves his daughter, he will give the right to decide on the major marriage to the second princess, so that Miss Xin'er can decide her own destiny."

Yang Fan said from the bottom of his heart, his eyes fell on the weak and wise Yuwen Xin, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

When Yuwen Xin heard Yang Fan say this, he looked at him with gratitude, and gently pinched the corner of his skirt with his jade hand, and an unprecedented expectation arose in his heart.

In this feudal dynasty, she was born in a big family. How could she ever expect freedom of marriage and choose her ideal spouse?

But at this moment, after Yang Fan's prompt, her heart had already sprouted.

"Hmph! Marriage is a big deal, so of course I need to help her supervise it personally. Don't ask about this matter!"

The King of Yan's face darkened, and he was dissatisfied with Yang Fan's advice, and even felt a little unhappy.

"Okay, Mr. Yang shouldn't have asked about the prince's private affairs."

Yang Fan shook his head and sighed softly in his heart. Unfortunately, Yuwen Xin's stunning beauties and talented women of such a generation cannot even decide his lifelong affairs.

However, this matter had nothing to do with him, so Yang Fan would not deliberately interfere in Yuwen Lie's family affairs.

The King of Yan changed his mind and said with a kind look: "The pharmacist has found the cause of Xin'er's disease. How long does it take to completely cure it?"

"The condition has been stabilized. As long as you take good care of it in the future, you should not be in danger of your life. However, the second princess has the 'Nine Sutra Profound Vein' and is truly completely cured. Yang has no real confidence, so he can only explore slowly. And after the real treatment..."

Yang Fan showed a few thoughts on his face, as if he hadn't said anything but stopped.

"Pharmacist, please tell me clearly." King Yan asked with a little nervousness.

"With the current state of the second princess, I will take care of it for a few more days and I can live a normal life. But if it is completely cured, it will stimulate the mysterious power of the 'Nine Sutra Profound Vein' in her body..." Yang Fan said with a serious look on his face: "At that time, even Yang cannot predict what extent it will develop."

"If the power of the 'Nine Sutra Profound Vein' is stimulated, is that a good thing or a bad thing?" King Yan said calmly.

"The good and bad luck are hard to predict, no one can tell." Yang Fan looked at Yuwen Xin with a little deep meaning and whispered: "But one thing is certain that once the 'Jiu Su Xuan Vein' awakens, the second princess can no longer live like an ordinary person..."

When the King of Yan heard this, he nodded and said to Yuwen Xin: "Xin'er, go back, I will discuss the opening of the clinic with the pharmacist."

"It's the father." Yu Wen Xin said softly, bowed slightly, looked at Yang Fan again, and said softly: "See you later in Yaoshi Yang."

"We will continue to treat the second princess later."

Yang Fan nodded.

After Yuwen Xin left, the King of Yan spoke slowly and said with a complicated look on his face: "I just want Xin'er to be an ordinary daughter's house and live a peaceful life."

"I understand what the prince means." Yang Fan smiled slightly and replied cleverly.

King Yan thought he had agreed to his request, so he said slowly: "Next, let's discuss the opening of a clinic. Please explain the specific requirements of the pharmacist."

"It's very simple, just two points: fame, immortal cultivator."

Yang Fan said that he had no time to think about.

"Can the pharmacist explain it?" King Yan seemed to understand, but he also understood a little.

"Yang came to Kyoto to open a medical clinic. It was not the main purpose of saving the world and saving people. I am afraid that I cannot improve my medical skills for treating mortals. Yang's main target is immortal cultivators, so the clinic first needs great fame, which attracts both mortals and immortal cultivators." Yang Fan said in an orderly manner.

"These are not problems. With the financial resources, manpower and prestige of the Yan Prince's Mansion, they can be easily done. However, since it is an Immortal World Medical Center, some immortal cultivators and pharmacists are bound to be needed. These are also limited resources for the royal palace."

The King of Yan pondered.

"This is also a problem..." Yang Fan frowned slightly, but said with a smile: "But as long as Yang is in the clinic for a long time, this problem will not exist."

"Let's discuss the specific details..."

The two began to discuss, but after a while, King Yan called the accountant and the housekeeper over.

"A total of 63,000 silver expenditures are expected."

Finally, the accountant closed the abacus and reported a number that was surprised even himself.

Sixty-three thousand silver patterns!

This is a huge number.

In Kyoto, even if you buy a good house, 10,000 taels of silver is enough to buy a few sets.

In an ordinary clinic, you can buy it for thousands of taels of silver, and in a large clinic, you can get more than ten or twenty thousand tattooed silver.

But the clinic designed according to Yang Fan's ideas requires so much money.

The King of Yan said lightly: "Spend 100,000 taels of silver to Yaoshi Yang."

"100,000..." The accountant opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a moment.

"What are your objections?"

"Yes, yes." The accountant said timidly,

Yang Fan sat next to him, smiling without saying a word, looking calm and gentle.

"Okay, you can negotiate with the butler in other aspects."

King Yan stood up, waved his hand gently, and signaled to the old butler again.

"Then I'll say goodbye. The matters at the clinic will be settled within the next few days."

Yang Fan stood up and said goodbye to King Yan, and felt a little relieved. The clinic affairs finally came to an end.

After a while, he returned to "Xiningju".

As soon as he arrived at the courtyard, Jianfu bowed and said, "The Second Princess is invited."

"The Second Princess?" A strange look flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, "I'll go now. Look at the room and don't let other people in."

"Yes, sir." Jianpu bowed and retreated.

Yang Fan walked straight to the second princess' residence. When the servants and maids along the way bowed and bowed.

Before she arrived at the second princess's boudoir, Yang Fan saw Yuwen Xin standing quietly from afar. Her beautiful hair was gently flowing in the night breeze, her pretty face was as quiet as the lake water, and her bright eyes were filled with a hint of gentleness and tranquility.

"Master Yang is here, the little girl is waiting for a long time." Yuwen Xin smiled lightly, like a lily blooming brightly in the night.

Yang Fan found that Yuwen Xin's boudoir was empty, and all the servants were sent away, and at this moment, only he and the other two were left.

Without any defense, it can be seen that Yuwen Xin trusts Yang Fan.

"Miss Xin'er is probably worried."

Yang Fan approached, sighed softly, and looked at the beautiful beauty in front of him. He was both pleasing to the eye and pity.

When he was in the study of the royal palace, he saw some clues.

"Nothing can be hidden from the pharmacist..."

Yu Wen Xin's eyes darkened and she smiled apologetically, "Can the pharmacist come into the room and talk about it?"

"No problem." Yang Fan nodded. In the secular world, he only has some affection for Yuwen Xin.

"Please, pharmacist." Yuwen Xin brought Yang Fan into his boudoir.

According to secular etiquette, not to mention being an outsider, even a groom cannot enter the woman's boudoir without authorization before getting married.

What's more, Yuwen Xin and Yang Fan are in the same room at this moment.

When he walked into the boudoir, Yang Fan felt a little special feeling, the faint sandalwood and the natural orchid fragrance on Yuwen Xin made him slightly distracted.

Yuwen Xin signaled Yang Fan to sit down, and moved his lotus steps lightly. He took a bird cage from somewhere. There was an unknown bird with bright feathers inside, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Since it is a bird in the royal palace and in Yuwen Xin's hands, it is naturally not an ordinary person...

"Thank you for your advice to your father in the study." Yuwen Xin said with a little gratitude, with bright eyes and Yang Fan looking at each other.

The two looked at each other, and Yang Fan immediately understood and sighed: "I just had a little effort, but unfortunately the King of Yan ignored it."

"The father has raised me, but he refused to agree, Xin'er has no resentment." "A strange color bloomed in Yuwen Xin's bright eyes, and she looked at Yang Fan with a little expectation:

"Xin'er has something to ask for."

"Please say." Yang Fan had already realized something.

"This is Xin'er's favorite 'Baiyue Bird', worth a thousand gold, and was given to her on her father's 17th birthday."

Yuwen Xin picked up the bird cage on the table, came to the window, stretched out her slender white fingers, and actually opened the bird cage.

"Now, I'll put it..." Yuwen Xin said with a happy look on his face.

After the bird cage was opened, the "Baiyue Bird" flapped its wings and made a chirping, drew a beautiful arc in the sky, flying towards the farther and wider sky, making people imagine.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan immediately understood, felt a stern, and shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't agree to your request."
Chapter completed!