Seemingly knowing what Fang Zilan was thinking, Zhuge Yu leaned close to her ear and whispered: "In this case, Murong Qing will definitely return to Miluo."
Fang Zilan was thoughtful. The death of the queen was a great mourning for the country. Murong Qingxu had to return to Miluo to pay homage. Could it be that it was Prince Zhongzheng's palace...
No, it won’t be Prince Zhongzheng’s Palace. Although she only met Murong Xun a few times, she knew that he was not such a person, otherwise she would not have been in a situation where her youngest son was sent to a foreign country as a hostage.
But if there was no conspiracy, how could the good Queen Miluo suddenly die of illness?
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuge Yu's voice brought Fang Zilan back from her thoughts. She lowered her eyes and said, "It's nothing. I was just thinking about whether Queen Miluo died of illness. Is it true or false?"
"It's hard to tell the truth from the false." Zhuge Yu's expression was dark and unclear, "Queen Miluo was originally established by the Queen Mother Lin for the king Mu Churui. You should know that Mu Churui is not the Queen Mother Lin's biological child. Qi King Mu Chuji is the Queen Mother Lin. The son of the clan."
In just a few sentences, he sketched out a young emperor whose wings were gradually becoming fuller, ambitious and trying to get rid of control. If he could kill the person next to him with his own hands, then Mu Chuji might not have given him up voluntarily. The throne.
The so-called brotherhood and brotherhood are most likely an illusion to deceive the world.
"It seems that as you said, the Miluo royal family is not an easy person." Fang Zilan calmed down, "But as long as Mu Churui can maintain peace between the two countries, it doesn't matter how he treats Murong Qing or Prince Zhongzheng. .”
Zhuge Yu said noncommittally: "No matter how forbearing Mu Churui is, he can't hide his ambition. He may not be able to maintain peace between the two countries."
"With the power of the capital, it is not a wise choice to go to war and capture the whole world." Fang Zilan coughed slightly, and Zhuge Yu looked at her with interest, "I didn't expect that you would actually do something like this thought."
"I'm not a stickler." Fang Zilan said with a chill on her face, "Offense is the best defense, that's who I am."
When these words came out of her mouth, they naturally became more convincing. Zhuge Yu remained silent for a while and then said: "The capital is not afraid of war. But long-term peace and stability do not depend on war."
"I understand." Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "However, after the battle between Dajing and Miluo, Mu Churui was unable to send troops in a short time."
Zhuge Yu felt relieved. More than two years had passed since that battle. The time was long or short. Even if it was not enough for Mu Churui to regroup, it was enough for him to keep a low profile and bide his time.
Today, Mu Churui is no longer as eager for quick success as he was when he first ascended the throne, just to gain fame and prestige by sending troops thousands of miles away. Instead, he has grown into a true emperor with a deep palace.
However...it is unclear whether Princess Zhongzheng and Murong Qing's mother and son held Murong Xun hostage and ordered him to send troops. It was not clear whether it was Queen Mother Lin's intention or Mu Churui's original intention.
"A Yu." Fang Zilan called out in a low voice, and Zhuge Yu looked at her, "What's wrong?"
"If it's Miluo..." Fang Zilan paused, "Jiangnan, I can go alone."
"No." Zhuge Yu blurted out without even thinking, "The corruption case is complicated, and there are countless forces involved in it. You alone..."
"A Yu, are you worried about me?" Fang Zilan raised her lips with a half-smile, and Zhuge Yu was speechless for a moment, "I..."
"I am the one who deserves to die, and I will have to pay for my life sooner or later." Fang Zilan's eyes dimmed a little, "If I can do something in the remaining days, this life will not be in vain..."
"Fang Zilan!" Zhuge Yu couldn't help but interrupt Fang Zilan, "Even if Mo Han dies and you are deeply hit, you can't..."
"What can't you do?" Fang Zilan stopped Zhuge Yu's words, and the smile on his face faded a little, "A Yu, I'm tired."
Zhuge Yu pursed his lips, and finally said a few words about having a good rest, then turned and left.
Fang Zilan lay back on the bed again, her leg hurting slightly as she moved, which made her frown. After a hundred days of straining her muscles and bones, her leg injury did not heal so quickly.
It's not impossible to move forward with injuries, it's just somewhat inconvenient. Since the person behind it was so audacious that he dared to kill people in public during the New Year's social opera, he must not be underestimated. She dragged her injured leg against him, and her chances of winning were slim.
"Jiangnan secret investigation, will you go?" Fang Ziqin's voice sounded from behind Fang Zilan. She sat up straight again and looked up, "Do you know everything?"
"There is news from Jiangnan's family that a secret envoy will go to Jiangnan for an unannounced visit in the next year." Fang Ziqin folded his sleeves, "For me, it is not difficult to speculate on this matter."
"I forgot, the Fang family's main family is in Jiangnan." Fang Zilan's eyes were heavy, "Do you want me to go?"
"Whether I hope it or not, I can't stop you." Fang Ziqin smiled self-deprecatingly, and Fang Zilan looked away, "Sorry."
"It doesn't matter." Fang Ziqin shook his head, "As long as you remember, the Fang family will always be here, and as long as you open your mouth, they will do their best."
"Okay, I'll remember it." Fang Zilan nodded. Fang Ziqin didn't say anything more. Just as he was about to leave, he heard her voice again, "Sister, it turns out that I always want to have a place of my own. I thought that I can live for myself, but now I feel that it is just a luxury."
Fang Ziqin looked at the person in front of him steadily, and then said for a long time: "At least you have fought for it and lived for yourself, which is already good. In life, there are many things that you can't help yourself. A daughter of a noble family must bear the honor of the family. , but so what? If you don’t want to, no one can force it.”
"The world is changing like running water." Fang Zilan said softly: "How can we not force it?"
"Lan'er, if you just run away, I and even the Fang family can keep you safe." Fang Ziqin reached out and held Fang Zilan's shoulder, "I am willing to leave a way out for you."
A way out? Fang Zilan looked up at Fang Ziqin, with mixed feelings in her heart. Being honored as a queen also means that all escape routes are cut off, like a canary with broken wings and locked in a cage. As long as the feathers are beautiful, blood and pain are not important.
However, Fang Ziqin was just like this, but he was willing to leave a way out for her. Compared to the way out that Li Shengxuan told her before, for some reason she was more willing to believe Fang Ziqin.
Maybe it’s because they are all women walking on thin ice in such a large dynasty, or maybe it’s because they have struggled hard but could not escape their so-called fate, but even so, they still dare to fight against it...
No matter what the reason was, Fang Zilan suddenly felt relieved at this moment. She heard her own voice and said firmly word by word: "Sister, if I can come back safely this time, I will be yours and the Fang family's from now on." Way back.”
