"Your Majesty, I deeply regret the death of Princess Rongan." Fang Zilan said softly: "I will plead guilty and obey the law, and Your Majesty does not have to do the same. Some lies are easy to be taken seriously after being told for a long time."
"Fang Zilan, what do you mean?" King Rong'an glared at him angrily, and Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "The prince knows it well, do you have to tell me?"
"You..." King Rongan was furious, but Fang Zilan had no intention of entangled with him. She just raised her eyes and looked at Li Shengxuan who was standing in front of the throne, with a serious and calm expression.
Li Shengxuan looked at Fang Zilan. Her expression was so familiar. He was so familiar with it that he often felt disappointed because of the many faces with such expressions in his dreams at midnight.
When he was fighting against Miluo, when he was stationed in the northern border, when he was suppressing bandits and suppressing bandits... the people around him were also so fearless and unafraid of death.
People who have already put life and death aside will not care about the eyes or words of others. Fang Zilan's determination was due to the fact that she had chosen a path toward death.
Her hands are soaked in blood, and she is not afraid of losing her life one day.
Li Shengxuan's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists. He was silent for a long time and then said: "The Duke of Yue, Fang Zilan, is suspected of killing Princess Rongan. He has been imprisoned in the sky prison and will be tried again later."
In full view of the public, the murderer confessed his crime, but Li Shengxuan still could not say that he would kill without mercy.
"Your Majesty!" King Rong'an burst into tears, and Di Rongzheng gave a cold look, "Your Majesty, Dajing, if you insist on covering up, I, Di Rong's department, will be completely cut off from Dajing from now on, and we will have nothing to do with Dajing anymore."
"Envoy Di Rong, I never like threats." Li Shengxuan said in a deep voice: "Xia Houzhang, send Envoy Di Rong back to the post house to take good care of him."
"Yes." Xia Houzhang accepted the order and left. The envoy Di Rong couldn't believe it: "The great capital actually detained the envoy?"
"Envoy Di Rong is inviting you." Xia Houzhang walked up to Envoy Di Rong and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation. He stood up and walked out of the hall reluctantly.
On the other side, Xie Yanping escorted Fang Zilan to Tianlao. On the way, he couldn't help but said: "Master Fang, although I am not very familiar with you, I don't believe that you would kill Princess Rongan rashly. Is there any misunderstanding in this? "
"Master Xie saw it with his own eyes, how could there be any misunderstanding?" Fang Zilan said in an understatement, and Xie Yanping frowned, "But..."
"It's nothing." Fang Zilan interrupted him and said expressionlessly: "Master Xie, this is not the time of interrogation. Don't break the rules and cause unnecessary trouble for yourself."
Hearing this, Xie Yanping pursed his lips and said no more. After sending Fang Zilan to the prison, he said a few words and then left.
However, as soon as Xie Yanping came out of the prison, he discovered that someone had spread the news. Everyone in the capital knew that Fang Zilan had killed Princess Rongan and forced Di Rong's Princess Erya to death.
Ji Ningtian in Hong'an Pavilion was no exception. After listening to Wu Qing's words, he said noncommittally: "That Zhongzheng Crown Prince moved so quickly. He absolutely wants Lan'er to die."
Wu Qing didn't say anything. She knew that all of this was Ji Ningtian's plan. Murong Qing just contacted Di Rong's department a few times and spread the news as soon as possible. Such psychological means, It really shouldn’t be underestimated.
But does Fang Zilan really have to die?
Ji Ningtian stood up and gently turned the candlestick beside the desk, revealing a small dark room inside, in which was a tablet with the inscription "The Spirit of the Great Concubine of Chu".
"Mother concubine, Lan'er and I have finally come this far." Ji Ningtian said, lighting the incense sticks and offering them in front of the memorial tablet, "I promised you that I will marry Lan'er as my wife. She is the queen. If she cannot escape death this time, I will never marry again."
Wu Qing bit her red lips tightly and lowered her eyes in silence. In the eyes of outsiders, she was the princess who was being married by King Yuning Mingming, but in this Hong'an Pavilion, she was just an inconspicuous nobody.
Occasionally she would envy Fang Zilan, even be jealous. But to be fair, if she and Fang Zilan were to change places, she might not be able to do that.
Originally, Fang Zilan could have done nothing and lived a stable life, but for the so-called "repayment", she got involved and tried her best, but she ended up in ruins.
If she was obediently a pawn of the ghost sect, with the knife in Ji Ningtian's hand, closing her eyes and turning a deaf ear, and knowing nothing, would it be easier to live like this?
Unfortunately, she is not Fang Zilan, so she will never know the answer.
"Young master, are you serious? You want to watch Fang Zilan being executed?" Wu Qing heard her own voice, and every word revealed unspeakable suspicion.
Ji Ning chuckled, and Wu Qing suddenly knelt down on the ground, "My subordinate made a mistake, please punish me."
"Get up." Ji Ningtian closed the darkroom and sat back on the main seat, "The matter is now at this point. If Li Shengxuan has to protect Lan'er, then let him go. The country of Dajing will not be stable in the future. If this is the case, otherwise……"
He paused and his voice lowered a bit, "A killer who cannot complete his mission is destined to die."
Unable to complete the task? Wu Qing repeated this sentence in her heart, and suddenly remembered the day she gave Fang Zilan the task. Fang Zilan shed tears sincerely. What was Ji Ningtian doing at that time? Maybe he was just thinking about how Fang Zilan would take on this task.
It was only at this moment that Wu Qing truly understood that this was a dead end that had no solution from the beginning.
Becoming the person who can shake Li Shengxuan, so what if Fang Zilan did it? After all, he was separated from Guimen and Ji Ningtian.
But if you can't do it, you will risk your own life, and you will never escape death.
It's just that this dead end was sugar-coated by Ji Ningtian in the name of love, making Fang Zilan swallow it willingly.
If she could do it all over again, would Fang Zilan regret it?
Wu Qing never thought that someone would ask Fang Zilan almost directly the question in her heart.
That night, Li Shengxuan stood outside the cell door. He and Fang Zilan were only separated by a wall. They were ten steps away, but they seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.
"Fang Zilan, do you regret it?" Li Shengxuan's expression was dark and unclear. Fang Zilan sat against the wall with no intention of getting up. She raised her lips and smiled, "I'm tired of killing, it's time to give my life back. "
Li Shengxuan's heart plummeted into the ice cave as she finished speaking. He could finally confirm that it was her who didn't want to live anymore.
But why? It happened that at this juncture, Princess Rongan was killed. Even if she lied and deceived others, pretending to be a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the people in the southeast, her crime would not lead to death, so why kill her?
Thinking of this, Li Shengxuan's lips moved, but when he spoke, he changed his words, "Mo Han's injury is not serious, he wants to see you."
