"Yin Quanzhang is Honghe's husband, and he was also the magistrate of Fengyu County." Fang Zilan said: "He would never have thought that Hongtai was right under his nose."
She calmed down a bit and spoke with restraint as usual. Seeing this, Wan Jun nodded, "If you weren't injured, I wouldn't stop you, but..."
"Brother Wan, thank you very much." Fang Zilan intercepted Wan Jun's last words, put away the plum sword, and got on the horse.
Wan Jun's heart sank, "Lan'er, do you have to do this?"
"Brother Wan, all human lives are precious. There is no reason to exchange one life for another." Fang Zilan's face turned frosty, and she said word by word: "There is no reason for everyone to die just for one life."
After saying that, she was about to leave, but she heard Ah Shi say: "Will you come back?"
Fang Zilan didn't respond and just rode away. At this time, night fell, and the moonlight shone on her body, pulling her back for a long time, making her look even more cold and lonely.
No matter what others say now, she just wants to run away. All of this was beyond what she could bear.
For some reason, she suddenly remembered what the deceased Princess Dirong Erya said——
"It is not a long-term solution to carry the souls of thousands of deceased people with the strength of one person. It is better to let go."
Now, she understood what this meant, but it was too late.
Maybe she was wrong when she was offering lanterns to thousands of people in Baiye Temple.
Thinking of this, Fang Zilan jumped off the horse and looked at the county prison not far away with a hesitant expression. She simply treated the arrow wound on the road, and after running around for most of the night, she finally arrived. But after rescuing Hongtai, could she really let it go?
she does not know.
We still don’t know whether the second master who led his troops into the Jiangnan camp is dead or alive, and we don’t know whether Hong He is happy or sad about the death of her husband. We don’t even know whether the leaderless bandits have escaped from Fei Lingshan’s control, or whether they have beaten others. abacus……
With so many clues, how is she going to explain it to Hongtai, whom she has never met before? She even didn't know how to tell Hongtai why she had traveled all night to save her...
But once she came, there was absolutely no possibility of going back on her words.
The guards at the Fengyu County Yamen Prison were not very tight. After Fang Zilan broke in, he quickly found Hongtai, whose arms and legs were intact, but he was drugged and had no strength to move.
Fortunately, Fang Zilan always had detoxification pills on him. After feeding Hongtai one, she dragged him out of the county jail before attracting more people.
"Who are you?" Hongtai's feeble voice suddenly sounded. Although it was a bit hoarse, it could not hide its purity, like gurgling water, and it was completely unlike the voice of a bandit.
Thinking of this, Fang Zilan smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe this is a stereotype...
"Why are you laughing?" Hongtai's voice revealed a hint of dissatisfaction. His face was covered by messy hair, and Fang Zilan couldn't see clearly. Guessing that he was wary, he simply explained, "I am under the orders of my younger sister Hong He and Entrusted by the second master, Sun Hu..."
"Why did they ask you to save me?" Hongtai obviously didn't believe Fang Zilan's words, but the pursuers behind him persisted, so this was not a good time to ask questions.
"Because I can save you." Fang Zilan simply abandoned the horse, pulled Hongtai over, and hid under the tree under the night.
Hongtai tried to break away from Fang Zilan's hand, and then realized that he had regained some strength, "What you just gave me to eat was..."
"Shh." Fang Zilan raised her hand to cover Hongtai's mouth. She waited until the pursuers had completely left and then whispered: "It would be easy for me to kill you. There is no need to go to the trouble of poisoning."
Hongtai moved her lips, and Fang Zilan felt her palms were wet. She suddenly realized something was wrong, and was about to take back her hand, but he held her wrist, "Are you injured?"
Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, and she slapped Hongtai, "You're a disciple."
"Since you came to save me, you should know who I am." Hongtai chuckled, and the ending was indescribably seductive, "Little beauty, I am not a good person. Sooner or later you will regret saving me. .”
"Really?" Fang Zilan said noncommittally, "If you have the strength to joke with me, there's no problem in flying back and forth to Lingshan. I'll leave without sending you off."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave, but Hongtai had no intention of letting go, "Little beauty, a good person will do his best to the end. He will send Buddha to the West. Can you give me another ride?"
"Since I'm here to save you, I'm not a good person." Fang Zilan glanced at Hongtai with a half-smile, "If you want me to give you a ride..."
She said that the plum sword in her left hand had been unsheathed, revealing most of the blade, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
"This blessing is really unbearable." Hongtai said with a smile, and the hand holding Fang Zilan's right wrist slid down slightly and rubbed her wound, "Little beauty, you originally used the sword with your right hand..."
"Hongtai, if you want to die, I don't mind breaking your promise." Fang Zilan neatly returned the sword to its sheath, and used the scabbard to knock off Hongtai's hand that was holding her, but he was not annoyed at all, "Little beauty, you have such a bad temper. Who dares to marry you when you are so old? How about you come back to Feiling Mountain with me and be my wife in Yazhai?"
"Mrs. Yazhai?" Fang Zilan repeated these four words playfully, and finally calmed down and said softly: "If your village is gone, the second master and his subordinates will be in trouble..."
"What did you say?" Hongtai was stunned, "Little beauty, lying to others is not a good habit."
"If you don't believe it, you'll know when you go back and take a look." Fang Zilan didn't want to get too entangled with Hongtai, so she walked away, but the next moment he grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the tree trunk.
Fang Zilan did not resist, but just looked at the person in front of her steadily, her messy hair was thrown back by him, revealing her true appearance.
Mixing the freshness and purity of a boy with the sharp edges of a man, it is a perfect outline. There are bloodstains on the wheat-colored skin, but it looks more and more wild and unruly.
Like an untamed lone wolf, staring dimly at its prey, the fire hidden in its eyes could almost burn her to death.
"Little beauty, that slap you gave me..." Hongtai moved closer, "How do you say it?"
"Hongtai, I once thought about leaving a way for you and Honghe to survive." Fang Zilan turned her face slightly and said calmly: "Don't force me to regret it."
"You have such a strong tone, little beauty." Hongtai pinched Fang Zilan's chin frivolously, "Even Zixiu is just a dog raised by Ji Ningtian. Who has the right to decide the life and death of our brother and sister?"
"Do you recognize me?" Fang Zilan's voice was deep. Hongtai raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. "I recognize your sword."
"Very good." Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief, "I no longer work for Ji Ningtian. This trip to Jiangnan was my own idea, in order to find out the truth about the disappearance of the Wheel King Chubin and what he holds in his hands. evidence of."
