Mu Chuji narrowed his eyes. Speaking of which, the woman Li Qiyou was holding in his arms that day looked a bit like Miss Fang San...
Thinking of this, Mu Chuji ordered his men: "Go and find out who Miss Fang San is."
On this side, Mu Chuji became suspicious of Fang Zilan, while on the other side, Fang Ziqin looked at the document in his hand with an expression that was hard to describe.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Qiu Shui asked cautiously, but Fang Ziqin shook his head, "Go and invite Lan'er over, and tell her that I have something to ask her."
"Yes." Qiu Shui responded, quickly found Fang Zilan, and then retreated.
"Eldest sister is looking for me?" Fang Zilan walked to the window, sat next to Fang Ziqin, and saw the document in her hand at a glance, "This is..."
"The Fang family's financial report." Fang Ziqin showed the document in front of Fang Zilan without covering up, "His Majesty is still moved by compassion."
Fang Zilan did not read the document, but poured a cup of tea by herself, "I lost most of my life. If I can't make him show mercy, wouldn't it be a failure?"
"Sure enough." Fang Ziqin put down the document in his hand thoughtfully, looked at Fang Zilan steadily, and said: "Lan'er, I can guess it. Do you think His Majesty can't guess it? If he knows, all this will happen. The situation you have set up, let alone say that the Fang family will not escape death, even if you..."
"So what if you know?" Fang Zilan quietly interrupted Fang Ziqin's words and curled her lips indifferently, "For a person as strong as him, if he doesn't turn around himself, it will be useless for others to do anything."
She took a sip of tea as she spoke, "Only by letting him see my life hanging by a thread with his own eyes and remember that scene forever will he not kill the whole family."
"Do you want him to worry about gains and losses for you?" Fang Ziqin was stunned, but Fang Zilan smiled slightly, "I would like to, but it is absolutely impossible."
After saying that, she picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, as if she had made up her mind, and said: "Sister, if I ask a question, if Master Liaoyuan risked his life to block the knife for you, he would almost die in front of you..."
"You know everything?" Fang Ziqin looked calm, but there was a little sadness in her eyes. She and Master Yuan, or Zhuge Jun, were destined to be destined but not destined.
"I heard..." Fang Zilan's voice was a little lower, and Fang Ziqin raised the corners of his lips, "Your Majesty is willing to tell you about other people's affairs, why doesn't he want to tell you about him?"
"What do you mean?" Fang Zilan asked subconsciously, and Fang Ziqin said meaningfully: "If you hadn't insisted on refusing back then, you should have been the Queen of the Central Palace today."
Fang Zilan's expression froze, "Sister, what did you... say?"
"Back then, His Highness Prince Xiang proposed marriage to the Fang family, and it was you who wanted to marry him." Fang Ziqin added some tea for Fang Zilan, and said slowly: "This marriage is up to Heaven. If it fails, not only will the Fang family be in danger, but also the future of the Fang family will be in jeopardy. Even His Highness King Xiang cannot protect himself."
She let out a long sigh and said quietly: "I couldn't bear it, so I got married for you."
"Can't bear to leave?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, always feeling that there was a deeper meaning in it.
"Yes, I can't bear to part with it." Fang Ziqin nodded, with a complicated look in his eyes, "At that time, Ajun was surrounded and suppressed by the Miluo people. When the news came out, everyone told me that he died in the battle."
She said, her voice was astringent, "Ajun made an agreement with me before he went to war. After repelling the Miluo people, he would return to the capital to marry me. So after I learned the news, I wore the wedding dress I made by myself and stood there. In front of Yanming Lake."
"Elder sister, you..." Fang Zilan looked at Fang Ziqin in disbelief, but she saw her nodding firmly and said: "That moment was probably the only time in my life when I lived as Fang Ziqin."
Fang Zilan's voice couldn't stop trembling, but she still asked, "What happened next?"
"Later His Highness Prince Xiang stopped me from seeking death and proposed a deal." Fang Ziqin gently held Fang Zilan's hand holding the tea cup, "I will marry him for you, and he will protect the Fang family for a hundred years. "
"Why..." Fang Zilan's eyes turned red, but Fang Ziqin smiled, "Maybe he is Ajun's best friend, maybe my father is alone, maybe you and I have a sisterly relationship, but I can't bear to let him go. only……"
She paused, "I thought that transactions were stronger than feelings, but I never thought that we would eventually reach this point."
"Extreme prosperity must inevitably decline, elder sister, don't worry..." As soon as Fang Zilan's words of comfort came out, she was intercepted by Fang Ziqin, "Lan'er, ask yourself, do you believe this? If you believe it, why do you still think so? Are you in danger? At the risk of your life, do you want to prevent His Majesty from continuing the investigation?"
Hearing this, Fang Zilan clenched her other hand hidden in her sleeve into a fist, "Sister, the Fang family is not innocent, and the family cannot withstand investigation. If Your Majesty...if you persist in your obsession, sooner or later you will become the enemy of the world, and the capital will …”
"Unrepentant?" Fang Ziqin cut off the rest of Fang Zilan's words without comment, "Your Majesty is not afraid, so are you?"
"I..." Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, "I'm not afraid, it's just..."
She did not continue, but Fang Ziqin knew clearly in her heart that she was worried that aristocratic families would attack together, dynasties would change, chaos would reappear, the capital would suffer internal and external troubles, and wars would continue in all directions...
A person who fights will have sharper intuition than ordinary people, and her uneasiness will always be realized.
Fang Ziqin has no doubt about this, but if this continues for a long time, how many years can the superficial peace be maintained?
"The Fang family is not afraid of innovation." Fang Ziqin held Fang Zilan's hand a little tighter, as if to comfort, but more like to declare, "One generation after another, if we want to move forward, change is inevitable, Fang The family can lead the way and not be afraid of becoming an outcast."
"But eldest sister, the Fang family is a merchant and is caught between His Majesty and the aristocratic family. She is destined to be a pawn..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth, "If an abandoned son can only be an abandoned son, the Fang family will never be able to turn around."
"But Lan'er, how long will it take to exchange your life for His Majesty's compassion?" Fang Ziqin's expression was dark and unclear, "He is the emperor of Dajing..."
"I know." Fang Zilan pursed her lips and said softly: "I asked him and I know the answer. Fortunately, I didn't marry him at the beginning. Otherwise, we would only be tired of seeing each other now."
Fang Ziqin couldn't help but soften her tone, "Lan'er, he chose you once and gave the Fang family a chance to breathe. You..."
"I understand that he can't always choose me." Fang Zilan said coolly: "The love between children is just the icing on the cake. Yes, it's good. If not, there's no need to force it."
Fang Ziqin let go of his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Now, you know my answer."
