Fang Zilan didn't say anything further, and Li Shengxuan had a bad feeling in his heart and asked, "But what?"
Fang Zilan took a deep breath and whispered: "Those paddy fields were not in the hands of the government, but fell directly under the name of the Zhuge family."
"What did you say?" Li Shengxuan was stunned, and Fang Zilan looked at the person close at hand steadily, and her voice became softer, "If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Do you really want to find out?"
"You..." Li Shengxuan and Fang Zilan tightened their clasped hands, "Are you trying to persuade me to give up?"
"No." Fang Zilan shook her head, lowered her eyes and said, "It's a good thing that you want to investigate. But it can't be done overnight. There are too many people and things involved behind this..."
"What did you say?" Xu Youtong asked boldly, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, the voice and the pressing feeling, she was...
"Who do you think you are, worthy of letting Mo Han protect you from disaster?" Fang Zilan walked step by step in front of the Xu family. The moment Xu Youtong saw her face clearly, his face turned pale, "Are you Fang Zilan?"
The Fang Zilan he spoke of was not Fang Zilan, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Fang Zilan, the Duke of Xianyue.
Originally, he had never associated the third lady of the prime minister's house with the Duke of Xian Yue, because the former was too delicate and could not be the latter. But when the eyes cannot see clearly, the hearing and touch will be particularly keen.
Putting aside the similar voices, he didn't know if any other woman in the world could have such a desperate and murderous intention except Fang Zilan, the Duke of Xianyue.
"Yes." Fang Zilan nodded unabashedly, "Tell me, Master Xu and Mrs. Xu, how do you want to die?"
The bloody smell that hit their faces made the Xu couple almost faint. Mrs. Xu hid behind Xu Youtong and asked tremblingly: "What did you do to them?"
"You mean people outside?" Fang Zilan carelessly smoothed her blood-soaked sleeves and wrote lightly: "Kill."
Two simple words, but enough to make people shudder.
Mrs. Xu looked at Fang Zilan dumbfounded, "How is it possible..."
"There are fifty-two people in the Xu family, including the servants." Fang Zilan's eyes were full of violence, "Master Xu, am I right?"
Xu Youtong's expression was frozen, "What... do you mean?"
"There are forty-nine corpses outside." Fang Zilan said quietly: "Tonight, Mr. Xu will be guarding the door of the house. This way there may be a glimmer of hope."
"Fang Zilan, I have no grievances with you..." As soon as Xu Youtong's retort came out, Fang Zilan blocked him back, "Before today, I thought so too."
After she finished speaking, she threw a stack of paper in front of Xu Youtong, "Master Xu, what is this?"
"This..." Xu Youtong leaned over and picked it up, looking at it carefully, "I've never seen it..."
"Never seen it?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Then let Mr. Ling explain it." She turned around and walked out, but within a moment she came back dragging the tied-up Xu Yi.
Xu Yi's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth and he could only make a whining sound. Fang Zilan casually pulled off the piece of cloth and said, "Mr. Xu, where did the thing in your hands come from, and why did you disappear? If you can answer these two questions, Just one question and I will spare your life."
"I don't know!" Xu Yi seemed to be frightened, shaking his head crazily and repeating this sentence all the time.
"What a pity." Fang Zilan's eyebrows seemed to have gathered a layer of frost and snow, which became more and more chilly. "I originally thought of stopping here, but it seems impossible to let go of the Xu clan members who are far away in southern Jiangsu."
"I know." Li Shengxuan interrupted Fang Zilan in a deep voice, "But now I want to know even more, how did you learn about the Jiang'an paddy field incident?"
Fang Zilan's expression froze, "You don't believe what I say, or do you still doubt me?"
"What did you say?" Xu Youtong asked boldly, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, the voice and the pressing feeling, she was...
"Who do you think you are, worthy of letting Mo Han protect you from disaster?" Fang Zilan walked step by step in front of the Xu family. The moment Xu Youtong saw her face clearly, his face turned pale, "Are you Fang Zilan?"
The Fang Zilan he spoke of was not Fang Zilan, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Fang Zilan, the Duke of Xianyue.
Originally, he had never associated the third lady of the prime minister's house with the Duke of Xian Yue, because the former was too delicate and could not be the latter. But when the eyes cannot see clearly, the hearing and touch will be particularly keen.
Putting aside the similar voices, he didn't know if any other woman in the world could have such a desperate and murderous intention except Fang Zilan, the Duke of Xianyue.
"Yes." Fang Zilan nodded unabashedly, "Tell me, Master Xu and Mrs. Xu, how do you want to die?"
The bloody smell that hit their faces made the Xu couple almost faint. Mrs. Xu hid behind Xu Youtong and asked tremblingly: "What did you do to them?"
"You mean people outside?" Fang Zilan carelessly smoothed her blood-soaked sleeves and wrote lightly: "Kill."
Two simple words, but enough to make people shudder.
Mrs. Xu looked at Fang Zilan dumbfounded, "How is it possible..."
"There are fifty-two people in the Xu family, including the servants." Fang Zilan's eyes were full of violence, "Master Xu, am I right?"
Xu Youtong's expression was frozen, "What... do you mean?"
"There are forty-nine corpses outside." Fang Zilan said quietly: "Tonight, Mr. Xu will be guarding the door of the house. This way there may be a glimmer of hope."
"Fang Zilan, I have no grievances with you..." As soon as Xu Youtong's retort came out, Fang Zilan blocked him back, "Before today, I thought so too."
After she finished speaking, she threw a stack of paper in front of Xu Youtong, "Master Xu, what is this?"
"This..." Xu Youtong leaned over and picked it up, looking at it carefully, "I've never seen it..."
"Never seen it?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Then let Mr. Ling explain it." She turned around and walked out, but within a moment she came back dragging the tied-up Xu Yi.
Xu Yi's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth and he could only make a whining sound. Fang Zilan casually pulled off the piece of cloth and said, "Mr. Xu, where did the thing in your hands come from, and why did you disappear? If you can answer these two questions, Just one question and I will spare your life."
"I don't know!" Xu Yi seemed to be frightened, shaking his head crazily and repeating this sentence all the time.
"What a pity." Fang Zilan's eyebrows seemed to have gathered a layer of frost and snow, which became more and more chilly. "I originally thought of stopping here, but it seems impossible to let go of the Xu clan members who are far away in southern Jiangsu."
