The thick smell of blood filled the entire room, as if a tight string suddenly broke. Fang Zilan seemed to have lost all her strength, staggered back a few steps, and leaned against the door.
The scene in front of her was not unfamiliar. It was a common occurrence when she was roaming the world as Zixiu.
Not only that, when she led the troops to fight under the name Fang Zilan, the same was true in the gilded city.
It seems like this is her destiny...
destiny? When these two words flashed through her mind, Fang Zilan laughed to herself. What the hell, she agreed to pay for this life, but today she is still alive, and the person who died in her hands is There are countless.
Compensation, I'm afraid I can't afford it. How great it would be if she was the one who died in Tiancheng Mountain...
Thinking of this, Fang Zilan took out a plum branch from her arms, her expression dark and unclear. After tonight, Li Shengxuan should be eager to kill her.
"Mo Han, I'm sorry." Fang Zilan tightly grasped the plum branch in her hand, dragged her injured leg to the table, and swept the candlestick placed on it to the ground.
Fang Zilan did the same thing in other houses, until the fire got bigger, she slipped out from the back door of Xu Mansion under the cover of night.
"It's gone!"
There was a roar of people around, and the fire was soaring behind him, but Fang Zilan was completely unaware. At this moment, she felt that she was no different from the executioner.
She suddenly wanted to throw the plum branch into the blazing sea of fire, but she hesitated the moment she raised her hand. Her fingers trembled slightly. At the moment when the plum branch was about to fall, she once again held it tightly in her palm.
Just leave it as a thought, Fang Zilan thought as if to comfort herself, but she heard someone crying not far away: "My Jiaojiao is still inside, what should I do?"
Fang Zilan turned around suddenly and saw a woman being held down by the people around her, still struggling to rush into the sea of fire.
Only then did she vaguely realize that something was wrong. Even if the fire spread, it shouldn't have burned down nearly half of the street so quickly. However, the woman's cry left her with no time to think about it. She dragged her legs and jumped over, "You said there was someone inside?" ?”
"My daughter, my daughter is in there!" The woman seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. Fang Zilan did not hesitate, snatching the bucket from the person next to her, pouring it down in her pocket, and then tore off her soaked sleeves to cover her mouth and nose. He turned around and rushed into the sea of fire.
"Girl, come back quickly! Do you want your life?" Fang Zilan didn't listen to what the people behind her were shouting. She only wanted to save the little girl named Jiaojiao.
It was almost a strange feeling. She was clearly the instigator, but now she was risking her own life to save people. It's hard to tell which mood prevailed, whether it was atonement or a desire for death.
However, the scorching flames did not give Fang Zilan time to think. Amidst the smoke and fire, she saw the dying little girl in the corner.
She picked up the little girl and put it on her back. Perhaps the wet clothes were still cold, which made the little girl tremble and subconsciously murmured: "Mother..."
"Jiaojiao, don't sleep. I'll take you out to find your mother." Fang Zilan pulled off the wet cloth around her face and gave it to the little girl. She coughed twice, gritted her teeth and ran out with all her strength.
After sending the little girl to the woman, Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief. Then she felt the biting coldness on her body and couldn't help but sneeze several times in a row.
The woman picked up the little girl and held Fang Zilan's arm to prevent her from falling over. "Benefactor, you are so kind and virtuous..."
Fang Zilan couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. Before she lost consciousness, she was thinking - Mo Han, will you forgive me? Will you forgive me...
"Benefactor?" the woman exclaimed. Fortunately, the person who came to put out the fire had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped her. "This girl is seriously injured. You should leave as soon as possible."
"Okay..." The woman pursed her lips, held the little girl in one hand, and Fang Zilan's shoulder in the other, and walked strenuously towards the next street.
The fire burned for most of the night, and it was not completely extinguished until dawn.
Fang Zilan was brought back to Fengyi Palace by the people sent by Fang Ziqin to look for her. When Awan saw her, she was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. "I heard that the water broke out at night, could it be..."
"Last night, Lan'er never left Fengyi Palace." Fang Ziqin interrupted Awan's words without anger, "Do you understand?"
"But..." Awan opened her mouth, then weakened her voice under Fang Ziqin's gaze, "Master Zhuge chased her out yesterday..."
"Are you talking about Zhuge Yu?" Fang Ziqin looked serious, and Awan nodded hurriedly: "It's Lord Zhuge Yu."
"I will handle this matter." Fang Ziqin clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist and was about to leave, but stopped, "Where is the plum sword?"
Awan was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Yesterday, she took the plum sword before she left..." She stopped mid-sentence, and her eyes wandered back and forth on Fang Zilan. Where was the shadow of the plum sword?
"This..." Awan panicked, and Fang Ziqin ordered Qiu Shui in a deep voice: "You order people to find it quickly and bring the plum sword back no matter what."
Qiu Shui left in response. Fang Ziqin looked at Awan and said, "Now that I have no one else but you, you might as well come to terms with me. Where did all the injuries on Lan'er's body come from?"
"The leg injury was caused by jumping from the tower, and the rest are burns." Awan said very quickly and softly. Fang Ziqin looked at her steadily, "Miss Awan, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I heard from Master that nothing can be hidden from the Queen." A Wan calmed her expression, looked at Fang Ziqin and said, "I think the Queen knows what she has done over the years, and also knows her behavior and behavior. means."
Fang Ziqin said calmly: "Miss Awan, what are you implying?"
"I just want to ask." Awan raised her chin with a determined expression, "Will the Queen and the Fang family always protect her?"
"No." Fang Ziqin answered simply and neatly. A flash of surprise flashed in Awan's eyes, but she continued to talk to herself, "She is not a flower in the greenhouse and cannot bear any wind or rain."
After saying that, she walked out and said in a loud voice: "Lan'er has suffered from cold and needs to have a good rest. We will immediately refuse outsiders and close the palace. No one except the imperial doctor is allowed to visit at will."
The maids guarding outside all responded, but they were overshadowed by a clear voice, "The Queen is well. Zhuge Yu, from the Ministry of Officials, came here to see Miss Fang San."
Fang Ziqin's expression turned serious. Before she could say anything, she heard another voice, "The Queen is well. Your Majesty, Xie Yanping of Jingzhao Yin Mansion, is here to see Miss Fang San."
"Master Zhuge, Master Xie, what are you doing?" Fang Ziqin looked at the two people who were saluting coldly, and saw them standing up straight without being humble or arrogant. Among them, Xie Yanping said: "Last night, there was water in the house of Master Xu Youtong, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance. I once met Miss Fang San at the scene."
