"This little injury is nothing, not to mention that Your Highness knows that I can't feel pain. I'm just a stupid person, so it doesn't matter." Fang Zilan smiled slightly, broke away from Prince Xiang's restraints, and lifted up the brocade quilt surrounding the two of them. , pulled his shirt and strangled the wound to stop the bleeding.
Prince Xiang allowed her to break free and watched blankly as she dealt with the wound. His hands were still stained with her blood. The sticky touch and her understated words were like a hammer that struck him gently but not too hard. It made him feel a dull pain in his heart.
"I have got what His Highness asked for." Fang Zilan simply treated the wound, then pulled out the clothes she had just taken off from the fold, took out a bright imperial edict from it, and handed it to Prince Xiang.
For the first time, King Xiang felt that the edict was so bright that it was almost blinding, and it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
"Thank you." It took a long time for King Xiang to utter these two words. Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment and then said, "Everyone takes what he needs. Your Highness doesn't have to do this." She paused suddenly as she said that, "Besides, Your Highness just saved Killed me."
"Now that we are all in the same boat, why should we be so polite?" Prince Xiang's lips curled up slightly, but she felt a little reluctant, and the question in her heart couldn't help but ask: "What's going on, Your Highness?"
It stands to reason that King Xiang should be relieved when the imperial edict is in hand, but looking at King Xiang's current expression, he is holding a hot potato, neither taking it nor throwing it away. Fang Zilan can't help but wonder, what is the future Lord of the World thinking? What.
"I'm just wondering whether I can bear the weight of that position." Prince Xiang sighed suddenly, his resentful look was completely different from the confident and angry Li Shengxuan, which made Fang Zilan couldn't help but be surprised, " I don’t see His Highness being afraid of this kind of question.”
"I'm not afraid." Prince Xiang held the imperial edict's hand a little tighter, but his tone didn't sound like a hasty rebuttal, but instead sounded indescribably confident.
"Do you know what it means for me to ascend the throne?" King Xiang suddenly changed his title and looked at the person in front of him intently, but Fang Zilan just smiled faintly, "It means that from now on, His Highness and the Queen Mother will become the same as each other, and they may not be able to sing alone. From now on, every word and deed of the Xiahou family will be watched by someone, and maybe if you are not careful, you will be doomed. It also means that from now on, His Highness will be imprisoned in that position forever, and maybe everyone will betray you and become the target of all those who covet him."
The look on Prince Xiang's face turned cold as she spoke, "Are you really not afraid that this palace will kill you?" However, she remained unmoved, "Then your Highness, what do you want to hear from me? Is it flattery or falsehood? Your Highness. I know better than anyone in my heart that what I said is the truth.”
"Fang Zilan, who are you?" King Xiang suddenly grabbed her wrist, and she still looked into King Xiang's eyes without changing her expression, "I don't know if His Highness's fear is just a joke or sincere, but now I haven't When you get to that position, why does Your Highness have to worry so much?" She said, holding Prince Xiang's hand and gently pushing it away, "Take one step at a time, who knows what will happen in the future."
"We have no way out." Prince Xiang let go of her hand, his voice a little relieved, "In this case, it's better to go down and give it a try. God knows who will win and who loses in the end." After hearing this, she was She was stunned for a moment, and realized that these words sounded familiar. She and Fang Ziqin had said similar words a few days ago, and she couldn't help but smile when she thought about it.
Seeing Fang Zilan smiling, King Xiang couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Why are you laughing?" "Nothing, I just feel that His Highness has changed so fast. He was so unconfident just now, but now he is so proud." She replied smoothly, Prince Xiang just smiled, "I'm suddenly curious about what you, Fang Zilan, can't say."
"Your Highness wants to say that I'm being honest. You might as well say so." She suppressed a smile and reached out to pull Prince Xiang's shirt. Prince Xiang was stunned by her sudden movement, but she was unaware of it and was minding her own business. He helped Prince Xiang straighten his clothes and tied his belt, "Your Highness probably doesn't want to return home looking like this."
"Is it because I don't want to or you don't want to?" The smile on Prince Xiang's face grew brighter, and he caught her wrist again. This time she shook it off cleanly, "Your Highness doesn't want to, and neither do I." "Zi Feiyu" ." Prince Xiang still just smiled and left such a sentence lightly, but she was silenced and did not speak again.
The carriage arrived at Prince Xiang's Mansion soon. When the carriage stopped, Fang Zilan was thinking about how to get out of the car so as not to involve the wound. This time the injury was serious and she did not dare to take it lightly. Unexpectedly, when she was stunned, Prince Xiang's hands went around her waist and he picked her up.
"Your Highness, I can do it myself." She struggled to get King Xiang to put her down, but King Xiang had no intention of letting her down. "After such a night, you still have the energy to do it." There was something in King Xiang's tone. It's not that she didn't hear the metaphor, but if Prince Xiang really brought her into the palace, who knows what kind of rumors would spread in the future.
"If you don't want your injuries to get worse, don't move around." Prince Xiang's voice became more serious. Fang Zilan saw that she couldn't resist Prince Xiang, so she had no choice but to stay still and let him take her out of the carriage and carry her all the way into the mansion. Finally, he carefully placed her on the bed in the wing room. Then she heard King Xiang calling Xiahou Zhang to ask if the doctor had arrived.
After such a night of commotion, Fang Zilan finally relaxed her tense nerves when she lay on the bed, and then she felt tired. The fierce fighting and excessive blood loss had already overdrawn all her energy, and she only felt that her consciousness It gradually became blurry, and finally I didn’t know anything anymore.
When Fang Zilan woke up again, she felt extremely dizzy. Her limbs and bones seemed like they were not her own. She couldn't exert any strength, and even her voice was so mute that she could hardly utter a word.
"Girl, you finally woke up." The little maid who had been standing by the bed got excited when she saw her waking up. Before she could say anything, she ran out to call someone. After that, the doctor came and looked at her condition again and sighed. She was really lucky and had a great life. She finally saved her life.
Did you save a life? But Fang Zilan couldn't be happy. If the injury was more serious and life-threatening, would she be able to go back? Even though she thought so, she still felt a little bit lucky for some reason in her heart, glad that she had survived. As expected, even she was equally greedy for life and afraid of death, and extremely contradictory.
Fang Zilan was lying on the bed unable to move. She could only be served by the little maid appointed by King Xiang. She had been eating, drinking medicine and sleeping in such a monotonous cycle for more than ten days. However, when she woke up one morning, she found that the outside of the room was hung with plain silk. , although she had difficulty moving, she still made a guess in her mind, fearing that it was a national mourning.
Sure enough, when the little maid brought her medicine, she heard the news about Emperor Ningshun's death from illness. As expected, Prince Xiang was preparing for his ascension to the throne. It's no wonder that since she woke up, she had not I have seen King Xiang.
It seems that this mission has been successfully concluded. Fang Zilan thought like this, thinking about what she would do after her injury was almost healed, and that it was time to cash in on the reward she had told King Xiang before.
But Fang Zilan didn't expect that this mission had just ended and the next one was coming one after another. The moment she saw Wu Qing, she felt a little upset, but she knew very well that with this body, she could not escape the fate of this chess piece.
"Thank you for your hard work." Wu Qing looked at the pale man on the bed with an indifferent expression, "The task was completed well." "Did the young master say it or did you say it?" Fang Zilan's expression was cold, and the words he said were somewhat involuntary. . I don't know why every time I mention Young Master, this body seems to be out of control.
"Young master said that." Wu Qing said with a slight smile, "You should know that if you don't meet me at the critical moment of life and death, you will have a new mission."
Fang Zilan looked a little colder, "Even if I see you at a life-or-death moment, there will still be a new mission. I have no choice." "Other than accepting it." Wu Qing added leisurely, "Young master wants you to become someone who can disrupt the world." Li Shengxuan’s heart is full of people.”
"What does this mean?" Fang Zilan blurted out almost without thinking. Her voice was shaking violently. The hands hidden under the brocade quilt were tightly gripping the sheets, and her long nails left a line on the palm of her hand through the sheets. Road crescent moon. There was unspeakable fear in her heart, as if the answer was some poisonous snake or beast.
"You should know very well what that means?" Wu Qing leaned down and looked at the man who turned pale again, "Become Li Shengxuan's woman, please him and win his heart."
"I can't do it!" Fang Zilan yelled out without any hesitation. Her throat was so painful that it felt like it was being torn apart. She felt a sweet taste well up in her throat, but she forced herself to swallow it.
"Fang Zilan, do you want to betray the young master?" Wu Qing's expression turned cold and she looked straight at the person in front of her. There was no trace of blood on her face, almost pale, but there was indescribable determination in her eyes.
betray? Fang Zilan only found it inexplicably funny. Being the woman of Prince Xiang Li Shengxuan was the real betrayal, right?
In the flash of lightning, she suddenly realized that this was the real thought of this ancient Fang Zilan. It turns out that those inexplicable feelings and heartache before, as well as the blood vomiting she just endured, were all because of this young master.
In ancient times, Fang Zilan had feelings for the young master, but the love was deep and the relationship was shallow. Unfortunately, it turned out to be her own wishful thinking. Now it seems that this young master is just a heartless person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his own goals. She is just a pawn that can be discarded at any time. What is there to be obsessed with in such a man?
Fang Zilan calmed down her emotions and tried not to let the heartache affect her. After a long time, she heard her own voice, "Wu Qing, I will not be Li Shengxuan's woman, let alone please him."
"Do you want to disobey me?" Wu Qing's sleeves moved imperceptibly. She knew that Wu Qing had murderous intentions, so she couldn't help but smile coldly and said in a deep voice, "I will win Li Shengxuan's heart. "
