"Master Fang?" Fang Zilan raised an eyebrow, "Which Master Fang is the young master talking about? Is it the one who was killed just now?"
Ah Shi was speechless for a moment, and Fang Zilan continued talking to herself, "I just went to see it. Not only the officials, but also His Majesty came to the execution place in person. It was such a big scene. Unfortunately, I stood too far back and couldn't see it. To what..."
She was still chattering, but Ah Shi couldn't hear a word. It was obviously a very similar face, but the voice and tone were completely different from the Yue Duke Fang Zilan he knew. She had the unique innocence and coquettishness of a boudoir's daughter.
Fang Zilan took in the subtle changes in the expression on Ah Shi's face, stopped talking, and asked cautiously: "Young Master, did I talk too much?"
"No." Ah Shi put a polite smile on his face, "Miss Fang San has a lively and cheerful temperament, which makes people feel very friendly." After saying this, he turned to Fang Chongzheng, bowed and said: "Prime Minister, I was the one who was rude. Please forgive me for any rudeness."
"Young Master, you are serious in your words." Fang Chongzheng said softly: "Young Master is young, so you don't have to worry about many things in your actions. However, in order to avoid unnecessary complications, please think twice before acting in the future."
"Your Majesty the Prime Minister disciplined you, and I remembered it." Ah Shi took a deep look at Fang Zilan, then said goodbye and left.
Qiu Chan was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. Before she could say anything, she saw Fang Zilan walking to the window, standing side by side with Fang Chongzheng, looking out the window, and said softly: "He doesn't seem to have an easy life."
"After today, many people will not have an easy life." Fang Chong pointed out what he meant. Fang Zilan had already retracted his gaze and raised the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner, "Whether it is easy or not has nothing to do with me."
Ah Shi downstairs seemed to feel something, and looked up, but only saw Fang Zilan's thin back, as thin as a piece of paper, no different from Pingting, the lazy daughter of a noble family, and not like the Duke of Yue. The green pines and cypresses are proud of the world.
Even he couldn't help but wonder, was he really wrong? The Duke of Yue, Fang Zilan, is really dead, and the third young lady of the Fang family is living now. Are they really not the same person?
It wasn't until the eyes behind her disappeared that Fang Zilan stood up straight again. Fang Chongzheng looked at her thoughtfully, understanding in his heart. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child and has been in the military for several years. Although she looks thin, the heroic spirit and murderous aura in her body are not easy to hide. In the past few days since she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she had been holding her body slightly, looking like a frail and sickly child. only……
"Master Prime Minister, do you have something to say to me?" Fang Zilan calmed down and returned to his usual cold look.
"Ah, you should recognize this child." Fang Chongzheng did not talk to Fang Zilan, so she nodded directly and said, "I recognize him."
"I heard from Lihui that at the beginning of this year, you handed over all the operations under the name of the Duke of Yue and the business in the north to Ah Shi. If he can detect something so keenly, others will also notice it." Fang Chongzheng With a serious expression, he said, "This is just the beginning, not the end."
"I know." Fang Zilan sighed quietly, "If King Rong'an is unwilling, he may have to kill all the Fang Zilan in the capital before he will give up."
"Who wants Fang Zilan to die, and it's not just King Rongan?" Fang Chongzheng had a look of unbearability in his eyes, "If you are willing, you might as well leave the capital. With the Fang family to rely on, the world is vast, and the rivers and lakes are far away. You can rely on Walk with your heart.”
Hearing this, Fang Zilan smiled slightly, "It sounds good."
"But you don't want to, don't you?" Fang Chongzheng gave the expected answer, and Fang Zilan hummed, "The people I care about are all in the capital, how can I leave the capital and be alone?"
Fang Chongzheng shook his head helplessly, "Have you thought about it?"
"It has never been my style to stay out of things." Fang Zilan straightened her sleeves carelessly, "What's more, the prime minister also said that someone will cause trouble for the third lady of the prime minister's house. At this juncture, I, the third lady of the prime minister's house, left the capital rashly, Aren't you going to cause trouble to the Fang family? I never like to cause trouble to others."
"Really?" Fang Chongzheng was noncommittal. He naturally knew that Fang Zilan was telling the truth, but with her temperament, she would never keep such words in her heart. This was the first time she said it so straightforwardly.
For some reason, even though he only met her a few times, he always felt that the person in front of him was different from the Fang Zilan before. So when Di Rong received the Feng Banquet, he believed Princess Erya's words in a daze - she was under this body. , in fact, he is already another person.
Fang Zilan raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Dad, if you don't believe in my daughter, my daughter will be sad."
Her tone was quite coquettish, even if it was Fang Chongzheng, he coughed lightly and said, "Lan'er, don't make trouble."
Fang Zilan immediately changed back to her well-behaved ladylike appearance, gave a bow and said yes.
In the next few days, as Fang Chongzheng said, there were waves of people testing the third lady of the prime minister's house. How could the thin and sick third lady resist such kindness, so she fell ill within two days.
On the day Fang Zilan became ill, she happened to catch up with the flower party held by Mrs. Wang Quanrui, the Minister of Rites. In previous years, she would never be invited to such an occasion. Firstly, she was the concubine of the prime minister's house, and secondly, she was notoriously weak.
In fact, in the first two years when she turned ten, there were many aristocratic family activities such as flower parties and tea parties. I pretended to invite her once or twice. After being rejected every time, I never sent an invitation to Baoxiu Pavilion again. .
After all, with a young lady as famous as Fang Ziqin in the capital, and a charming and noble daughter like Fang Zitong, who would remember that there is such an incompetent third lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion?
Over time, Fang Zilan, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was forgotten by many aristocratic families in the capital. However, this year was different. A Yue Duke with the same name as her committed a heinous crime. Once he fell from the clouds and fell into the dust, the dignitaries of the high family remembered her, the young lady with the same name.
After participating in several activities, Fang Zilan gradually realized that perhaps it was the peace in the world in recent years or the prosperity and peace in the capital that made the nobles of these aristocratic families quite boring and lonely. They wanted to add some spice to this empty life, but were determined not to. If you are willing to sacrifice yourself to entertain others, you can only hope that something will happen to someone day and night, and then you can mock them arbitrarily. This can be regarded as a way to pass the time in life.
Therefore, as the target of criticism, Fang Zilan was surrounded by comments wherever she went. She dutifully played the role of a delicate rich lady, with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, as if she didn't understand what others were talking about.
But at the flower party hosted by Mrs. Wang Quanrui, Fang Zilan saw Mo Han, who was in despair, and A Wan, whose head was drooping. She watched the two of them being made things difficult for them, and she could no longer maintain her gentle appearance.
