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.
"Master Fang, I'm stuck in the day and I'm back. I guess there's nothing you can do to send me away." Xiao Xuan'er's expression was as indifferent as ever, but her tone was a little more teasing.
"When did Miss Xiao know about it?" Fang Zilan smiled helplessly, and Xiao Xuan'er curled her lips and said, "I already felt vaguely that something was wrong on the way. After meeting my young lady and uncle, I was convinced. Master Fang is like this. Are you sure, can’t I come back in time?”
Fang Zilan suppressed a smile and said seriously: "I think it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, so you will have to delay a little longer."
"Master Fang is traveling in danger. Even if I want to stay longer, I'm afraid my young lady won't want to either." Xiao Xuan'er said cryptically, and Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and asked, "Are they okay?"
"Everything is fine." Xiao Xuan'er rarely joked, "If Mr. Fang takes care of himself, I think they will be better off."
Fang Zilan coughed lightly, and Xiao Xuan'er looked at her, "I heard that King Yuning and Princess Wuqing will also be present at this year's Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet."
One leaf falls and one knows the autumn of the world, and Qianjinfang is like this. With some clues, you can follow the pictures to find out more information, not to mention the outstanding ones like Xiao Xuan'er, who can immediately judge the direction of the wind whenever there is a disturbance.
Fang Zilan admitted graciously, "It will be dealt with at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet."
She said it calmly, but Xiao Xuan'er's heart tightened, but she did not ask further questions, just nodded slightly and said: "I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Fang, I will be in the house tonight and I will guard it tightly." .”
Fang Zilan hummed, "Zheng Yan is here to stay. If you have anything you can ask him to help you with."
"Master Fang..." As soon as Xiao Xuan'er opened her mouth, she was stopped by Fang Zilan, "I can go alone to the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet."
Xiao Xuan'er took a deep breath, said nothing, and watched Fang Zilan leave the house and go to the palace.
"Isn't that Mr. Mo? Why are you following Mr. Xu?" The deliberately high-pitched voice, carrying a gun and a stick, revealed unspeakable sarcasm, "Oh, I forgot, there is no Mr. Mo long ago."
There was laughter all around, and Awan, who was standing in the corner by the wall, was furious. He was about to rush out, but was stopped by Wen Ya. Before he could speak, someone on the other side said: "Mr. Wen, what are you doing to this little kid?" The maid seems unusual, could it be that she has a crush on her?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Awan turned around and glared at the person who spoke. Wen Ya stretched out his hand to pull her behind him and said softly: "Awan is quite talented in studying medicine. I have planned to pass on the mantle to her, please. Mr. Lu, be careful what you say.”
The man who was called Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, he heard a gentle voice from the center of the courtyard, saying: "Mr. Xu is well."
Everyone was quiet for a while and looked at the source of the sound in unison. Fang Zilan bowed and said hello to Xu Yi, the eldest son of Xu You's family opposite.
Mo Han, who was following Xu Yi with his head lowered, was startled when he heard the sound and looked over subconsciously. The person in front of him was extremely thin, with a faint blush on his pale cheeks, and a shy and delicate look. Although he looked very similar to his sister Lan, his words and deeds were different. It seemed that he was really overthinking.
His sister Lan is no longer here.
Fang Zilan watched Mo Han's reaction calmly. In order to make everyone believe it was true, she didn't even tell Mo Han and A Wan about the prisoner exchange. Even Xiao Xuan'er, after arriving at the Prime Minister's Mansion, tried every means to test her. She was helpless and couldn't bear it, so she deliberately exposed her flaws.
But even so, she never really told Xiao Xuan'er what was going on behind the scenes. It was just that the two of them had a tacit understanding that the third young lady in the prime minister's mansion was the Duke of Yue, Fang Zilan.
"Miss Fang San is really rare." Xu Yi returned the gift. Fang Zilan half-covered her face with a fan and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Xu is joking. I am weak and cannot withstand the wind. I never like to move around, but this flower will It was Mrs. Wang who did it, how dare I not give her face?"
Xu Yi thought, Mrs. Wang Quanrui held a flower party every year. In previous years, she didn't see it. But this year, how can anyone change so much? It's not like I didn't receive invitations in previous years. This year everyone wanted to see the fun, so they invited her over. To give face to Mrs. Wang? Does she know how much she weighs? Does she really think she is some kind of noble lady?
Sure enough, someone sneered and said, "When it comes to talking and laughing, who can be as good as Miss Fang San?" The speaker's voice was quite loud, and he walked towards this side while talking.
Fang Zilan looked up and felt that she looked familiar. After thinking for a while, she remembered that it was Wang Xianhui, Wang Quanrui's son. This flower party was hosted by his mother, so he was half the host, so he put on an air of domineering behavior. .
"Young Master Wang, I am not worthy of your love." Fang Zilan was polite and polite, but Wang Xianhui's face suddenly darkened, "Young Master Wang? Miss Fang San is too ignorant."
