What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

—When he said he was teaching Fan Ziruo martial arts, of course, it was impossible to actually teach her martial arts.

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She was already nineteen this year, and had missed the best age for martial arts training.
Most of all, her physique was average, that of a soft and frail lady.
Although her father was a general on the battlefield, she just didn’t have any talent for martial arts.
It seems that all her talents are punctuated with the gift of words.

Because of her long hours of reading, she was even weaker when it came to walking, and a few movements would leave her panting and dripping with sweat.

He did not dare to give her a lot of training right at the beginning.
but first taught her some rather beautiful sword-holding postures, and then he himself went down and played a set of boxing for her to see.

Sitting at his desk, pen in hand, Fan Ziruo watched He Yunxiao boxing in the small open space of her study.
At times she watched with rapt attention.
At other times she wrote something thoughtfully.

He Yunxiao finished punching and then naturally walked over to the desk and stood beside Fan Ziruo.

Fan Ziruo’s graceful small regular handwriting was as beautiful as she was in person.

“Miss Ziruo, something’s not right here.”

He Yunxiao looked at the book for a while and found that Fan Ziruo was very meticulous, remembering some of the boxing stances, quickly and accurately, with almost no mistakes.
He looked for some time, and found an ambiguous spot, so he was finally able to speak out and point it out to Fan Zizhong.

Fan Ziruo had a good character, and even when her mistake was pointed out, she was not the least bit upset, but said politely, “Please teach me, Your Excellency.”

He Yunxiao said, “This fist of mine is the fist of military combat.
This swing is not an attack, but a defensive punch.”

“A fist of defence?”

“Yes.
When two armies fight, those who can use lances will not use swords.
Those who can use swords will not use their fists.
When the time comes to fight with fists, the weapons will be destroyed and the ammunition will be exhausted.”

Fan Ziruo knitted her long willow brows.
She immediately understood He Yunxiao’s meaning and said, “This fist is to block other people’s weapons.”

He Yunxiao smiled, “Miss Ziruo is very clever.”

Fan Ziruo shook her head, “I’m too stupid.
Previously I had only thought about how the stances could be changed and how the weapons could be matched.
But I hadn’t thought about the fact that in martial arts, behind every move and style, there are countless stories.”

He Yunxiao said, “That’s exactly why we need Miss Ziruo, to write out the story.”

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“He ……”

Seeing that Fan Ziruo was about to say something again.
He Yunxiao, this time, didn’t give her the chance to say anything.

“Miss Ziruo, it’s getting late, I’m going back.
I’ll come back tomorrow to ask you for advice.”

The topic had already been raised by the “story of martial arts moves”, so if He Yunxiao really wanted to go on, he would not be able to finish it in a day and a night.

Most importantly, He Yunxiao wanted to whet Fan Ziruo’s appetite.

He wanted to make her think of herself while thinking of his martial arts moves.

Besides, previous actions had also proved that the dog-licking method was completely useless against Fan Ziruo.
To deal with her, you have to be polite and keep showing how good you are, so that she will look at you properly.
Then, you have to keep brushing up on her favorability in the “common hobbies”.

The last thing you need to do is to make a romantic confession when you have enough favourability points.

This set of skills will definitely kill all the similar female literati.

He Yunxiao’s actions were going smoothly and he was stumbling, but he had reached the level of “common hobby”.

He took his time and got up to say goodbye when Fan was most interested after seeing the martial arts.

He Yunxiao only entered the study halfway through the afternoon, and after reading and practicing martial arts, it was almost evening.

It was not advisable to keep people at this time of day.

To stay would mean inviting guests to a family dinner.

What it meant for a woman to invite a man to a family dinner needed no further explanation.

Even if Fan Ziruo wanted to know more, she could only endure it and got up to see He Yunxiao out of the Fan residence.

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Before leaving, He Yunxiao said, “Is there a finished martial arts novel for Miss Ziruo?”

Fan Ziruo said, “I have written some.
But it’s not finished yet, so it’s not good to see outsiders.”

He Yunxiao smiled and said, “Then I will be the Miss’ first reader.”

Fan Ziruo said, “Yinyun has read it, so I’m afraid you won’t be able to do it.”

These were almost words of refusal.

She did not want to show it to He Yunxiao, and He Yunxiao understood, for to her, he was just an “outsider”.

He Yunxiao said goodbye to Fan Ziruo, thinking that he would find time to ask yunyun what Fan Ziruo was writing.

You know, there are many different kinds of martial arts novels.
There were those that wrote about love in the rivers and lakes.
Those that fought for supremacy in the imperial court, and those that talked about the wisdom of Liao Zhai.
If it was the first kind, He Yunxiao could still shamelessly give a few pointers.
For the latter two, there was nothing he could do.

When he thought of Fan Ziruo writing about love and affection with a calm face.
He Yunxiao felt funny inexplicably.

The Antler Academy was not like the Spring Breeze Mansion, which provided a special parking place, so the general family’s carriage came on time to pick up and drop off the various gentry.
But He Yunxiao’s coachman was different.
This was the only male son in the He family, and the lady had another coachman when she went out, while the lord rode his own horse.

The coachman was not busy at all, plus he liked to drive and ride, so he sat on the carriage and waited hard outside the academy.

He stared at the entrance of the academy for a long time and noticed that He Yunxiao had come around from the other side of the street.

Why didn’t the young master come out of the entrance of the academy? Didn’t he go to school? He didn’t have a date at the academy, did he?

Not knowing what the coachman was thinking again.
He Yunxiao got into the carriage and before he could say anything, the coachman said, “My lord, is it the Spring Wind Mansion tonight, or the small courtyard by the river.”

“The palace.”

“The palace also does this?”

He Yunxiao:????

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“What for?”

“You get paid to do things not for nonsense.”

He Yunxiao slapped the coachman on the head.

He knew that this horseman liked driving horses the most, so he threatened, “If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll kill your horse.”

The coachman immediately became honest.

Thanks to the coachman’s reminder.
He Yunxiao remembered that tonight he was going to find Nanzhu’s wife, so of course he could not go empty-handed.

He knew that the conditions at Linxuan Palace were not good, but if he gave Nanzhu’s wife money directly, with her nature, she would definitely not accept it.

After thinking about it, He Yunxiao went to the vegetable market and bought two fish, then took a detour to the market and picked up two boxes of top quality rouge.
but deliberately instructed that they should be packed in an ordinary box.

After buying these two items, He Yunxiao ordered the coachman to go around to the other side of Yinjing and buy a few packs of well-known snacks from Guihua Square.
They were all candied fruits and pastries that young girls love to eat.

Once everything was ready, He Yunxiao carried the fish in his left hand, the snacks in his right, and the rouge in his arms, and walked towards the palace.

The guards in charge of the palace gate were dumbfounded when they saw how He Yunxiao looked.

How could this gentleman come to the palace and not show any respect? Even if he had no respect, why did he feel like his son-in-law was returning to his mother’s house?

It was only the end of October and it was not even New Year’s Day yet.

He did not care what the guards thought.
He flashed the golden feather order given by the empress mother-in-law on the spot.
And then, under the shocked gaze of the guards, he entered the palace with impunity.

This time, when he came to Linxuan Palace, He Yunxiao was already familiar with the way.

After passing by the small lake where we ate fish together, He Yunxiao could not bear the thought of Nanzhu’s wife in his heart and chose to jog all the way to the door of Linxuan Palace.

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On the way, He Yunxiao also saw a few female guards hiding furtively not far from Linxuan Palace, as if they were protecting Linxuan Palace.
Obviously, last time he came, there were none.

He did not care about this.
He was now super light, so it was the same if these people were there or not.

He walked down to the Linxuan Palace, saw that no one was around, and stepped straight into the palace.

The palace was indeed very cold, except for the necessary ornaments.
There were no other extra objects for decoration.

The palace was huge, but no one was there.

As He Yunxiao was walking, he suddenly heard a soft singing voice.

Following the sound of the song, he soon came to a room.

There was always some decoration here, better than elsewhere.

When I say decoration, it was mostly flowers, plants, vines, and the like.
There were no rare and precious things.

He Yunxiao quietly pushed the door open a crack and leaned over to look.

He saw a girl, sitting on a chair and singing a song.

Her head and shoulders, in rhythm with the song, were sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.
Because the chair was too high, her little feet could not touch the ground, so he simply moved to the opposite direction of her face facing.

He Yunxiao did not want to break this beautiful scene.

Until he saw that this girl actually dared to sing and do needlework at the same time!

Other people were capable and virtuous when they did needlework.

You, Eldest Princess Nanzhu, do needlework.
You have an itchy butt, don’t you?