"How is Your Highness doing when we return to the capital?" Fang Zilan suppressed a smile and said unceremoniously: "Since the Zuiyue Tower fire, the Fang family has been pushed down by everyone. Now that it is finally possible to escape the capital, what does Your Highness want to do? ? Does His Highness have to watch the Fang family be destroyed before he is willing to do so?"
"I'm not..." Li Qiyou was about to open his mouth to argue, but was stopped by Fang Zilan, "No matter what His Highness wants to do, it has nothing to do with me. After today, I will be the wife of the Zhongzheng Crown Prince of Miluo. And Dajing , nothing to do with it anymore.”
Li Qiyou's expression froze, "Fang Zilan, do you really have to do this?"
"Your Highness, I don't want this either." Fang Zilan curled her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes, "You forced me."
Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but finally said nothing more, "I am not injured."
Li Qiyou's expression was gloomy. The blood on his chest dripped down from his fingers and fell to the ground, but he was completely unaware. "You all go to the outer courtyard to guard. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
"Your Majesty..." As soon as the right princess opened her mouth, she was stopped by Li Qiyou, "Anyone who dares to reveal even a word about what happened tonight will be killed without mercy."
He rarely said such cruel words as killing without mercy. For a moment, everyone in the courtyard shuddered, but the two princesses still had the courage to step forward and said: "My lord, you are our husband, we can't..." "
"I don't want to say it again!" Li Qiyou interrupted the two princesses almost viciously, "Get out!"
The palace guards were the first to react and silently exited the courtyard, leaving the two princesses looking at each other. It wasn't until Li Qiyou slammed the door and returned to the study, and the huge sound echoed in the quiet night, that they retreated in fear as if they had just woken up from a dream.
Fang Zilan hid in the corner of the courtyard, waiting for everyone to disperse. She quietly climbed out of the courtyard wall of Prince Yucheng's Mansion. When she fell to the ground again, the dagger fell out, and the blood stains on it were particularly eye-catching.
For some reason, when she saw that bright red, Fang Zilan would think of Mo Han. That was what happened when he was dressed in red and fell into a pool of blood.
Fang Zilan reached out and picked up the dagger, stood up with strength, and walked towards Xu Youtong's mansion under the moonlight.
At this time, Xu Mansion was experiencing mixed feelings. Fortunately, the young master Xu Yi, who had been missing for several days, suddenly returned home. Although he was in a daze and couldn't tell what happened, fortunately his hands and feet were intact and he was not injured.
The worry is that Mo Han is dead. In order to prevent the understudy from being exposed, we can only announce that Xu Yi is dead, bury Mo Han in the Xu family's ancestral grave, and then send Xu Yi far away from the capital to ensure peace for the rest of his life. .
"Master, you are so cruel. This is our biological son, how can you just send him away?" Mrs. Xu cried and cried, "How can I live if I can't see him in the future?"
"If we don't send him away and someone finds out about the understudy, the lives of my Xu family will not be saved." Xu Youtong sighed, "It would be great if we can save our lives. Mo Han even lost his life..."
"Who is Mo Han?" Mrs. Xu said dissatisfied: "He is a sinner, but he can protect our Xu family from disaster and be buried in the Xu family's ancestral grave as an official. What an honor it is? Let me tell you, how can he deserve..."
There was a loud clang, and the door panel fell to the ground due to the force of the force, which shocked the Xu family and his wife in the room.
"Who is it?" Xu Youtong's voice trembled violently, and a figure slowly walked in. It was not clear in the dim candlelight.
However, every word fell into the ears of Xu and his wife exactly, "Mo Han is not worthy, are you worthy?"
"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 seemed to have a layer of frost and snow between her brows, making her look even colder.
"Indeed." Xiao Xuan'er nodded slightly, "But His Majesty's move is because he has taken a fancy to King Yucheng's noble status. From this point of view, the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother can't say much, but..."
She paused and said: "The two empresses in the palace have never been kind to each other. Your Majesty couldn't vent his anger, so he turned his anger on the empress."
