"The prince is cynical and unwilling, so what?" Fang Zilan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "After all, it is the prince's business alone, what does it have to do with me?"
"Fang Zilan, do you really think so?" Murong Qing stood up suddenly, "Ji Ningtian has you in his hands, Li Shengxuan is suspicious of you and uses you in every possible way. Mo Han Chubin died, Fang Zitong went crazy, Fang Ziqin is walking on thin ice, Fang Lihui’s whereabouts are unknown, Fang Chongzheng resigned from office, and the Fang family withdrew from the capital..."
"Shut up!" Fang Zilan pinched Murong Qing's neck again and forcibly stopped him from speaking, but she couldn't stop shaking.
Murong Qing's forehead had veins popping out, and his eyes were full of fierceness. He said with all his strength, "Are you going to just watch... and watch the Fang family... die like this..."
Fang Zilan waved her hand and threw Murong Qing down on the seat. She turned her head away, her eyes were red and the tip of her nose was sore.
"Sister, I know you are bitter and grievanceed." Before Murong Qing could recover, he stretched out his hand and tugged on Fang Zilan's sleeve, showing careful restraint.
Fang Zilan did not resist, but her words were still bloody, "Murong Qing, do you think that if you provoke me with a few words and some sweet words, I will be at your mercy?"
"Sister, I said that I will never make you feel wronged again in the future." Murong Qing looked a little more serious, but Fang Zilan sneered, "What does the Crown Prince want me to do? Kill someone for you, or..."
"Sister, you don't have to do anything." Murong Qing interrupted Fang Zilan and said firmly: "Sister, you just need to watch from the sidelines and see what price those who have hurt you will pay."
"Murong Qing, I am not an ignorant little girl, and I will not be coaxed by your words." Fang Zilan looked back and said coldly: "What do you want, you might as well say it directly, and it still seems to be somewhat sincere."
Murong Qing raised her head and looked at Fang Zilan steadily, "Why don't you believe me, sister? I have no plans for you?"
Fang Zilan laughed angrily and said in a bad mood: "Murong Qing, if I told you today that I am willing to fight for you, would you believe it?"
"Believe it or not." Murong Qing pulled Fang Zilan's sleeve and moved her hand upwards, holding her wrist, "Today, my sister has already risked her life for me."
"I'm not doing it for you." Fang Zilan gritted her teeth, and Murong Qing nodded, "I know, but I owe my sister a favor."
Fang Zilan's little patience was exhausted by Murong Qing, "Murong Qing, if you don't tell the truth, I don't mind using some methods to make you speak."
"Sister, are you really willing to attack me?" Murong Qing softened her tone, which was both flattering and ambiguous.
Fang Zilan pinched Murong Qing's wrist with her backhand. The thin white section was like a lotus root joint, as if it could be broken with a slight twist.
Murong Qing frowned slightly and murmured softly: "It hurts."
Fang Zilan was unmoved at all, "I killed Mr. Zuo, and you will never be able to forgive me in this life. You are one of those who wish for my death."
"Sister, what I like most is your insufferable temperament. You know you have to suffer a lot, but you are still unwilling to die." Murong Qing suddenly smiled, and there seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in his eyes. Incomparable.
He paused and said calmly: "Since sister wants to hear the truth, then I will tell the truth. I do have plans for you, but my plans are not for the present, but for the future."
"Future?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, her face as dark as water.
"With my sister's intelligence, I think I have already guessed it." The smile on Murong Qing's face became even brighter, while Fang Zilan's expression became colder, "My eldest sister is in a position where I am walking on thin ice. Why do you think I can sit securely?"
"With your decisiveness in killing, you are more ruthless than your eldest sister." Murong Qing said bluntly: "If I am destined to be the master of the world, then the future queen can only be you."
"Is the Crown Prince joking?" Fang Zilan snorted, "I have a paranoid personality and a lot of injuries. I can't win people's hearts with my graceful dance, and I can't be a mother-in-law who can spread my children throughout the world. What does the Crown Prince see in me?"
Murong Qing looked solemn and said solemnly: "Sister, I ask you to become my queen in the future, not for these reasons."
ask? When these two words came out of Murong Qing's mouth, Fang Zilan felt indescribably new, but she thought in her heart that she was young and had many means, so flexible and capable, he was worthy of being predicted by the high priest's destiny.
Seeing that Fang Zilan was silent, Murong Qing added fuel to the fire and said, "Sister, as long as you agree, all the business in the world will be with the Fang family, so what's the problem?"
"Your Majesty, there is no need to boast. The Fang family is self-aware and is definitely not that greedy." Fang Zilan looked indifferent, "What's more, even if he is the master of the world, he has no reason to control all business."
"Sister, do you not believe that I will become the master of the world, or do you not believe..." Murong Qing deliberately paused for a moment before saying, "I will protect you and protect the Fang family?"
Fang Zilan looked down at Murong Qing with an arrogant expression, "In the eyes of the Crown Prince, can I only rely on others and be protected by them?"
"Of course not." Murong Qing met Fang Zilan's gaze, "But under the pressure of the situation, my sister has to do this. Women in the boudoir can only use themselves as commodities and in-laws as transactions to make as much profit as possible, but this It’s not a done deal.”
He meant something, Fang Zilan pursed her lips, but did not answer, so he continued on by himself, "Discord is unavoidable in the back house, and only if you have a family or a husband to support you, can you last long. If you are alone, sooner or later your fragrance will fade away and you will die."
Fang Zilan pursed her lips into a straight line. No matter how much she deceived herself, she had to admit that what Murong Qing said was true. This is a world where women cannot get ahead. Marriage is used to determine value, husbands and children are used to evaluate virtuous people, and one can see the end at a glance.
Even though she was the Duke of Xianyue and the killer Zi Xiu, she could not escape such a tiring fate.
"Sister, my plan is of great benefit and no harm to you, so you agree..." Before Murong Qing could finish her almost encouraging words, Fang Zilan blocked her back, "I agree, that is, I will give my It will be handed over to you in the future. From now on, you will be the swordsman, and I will be the fish and meat, letting you be slaughtered. Your Majesty's method of revenge is very good."
"Sister..." Murong Qing wanted to say something else, but Fang Zilan didn't give him a chance at all, "Even if I die, I will never be manipulated by others. No matter what I do, it is for myself. In the past, It’s not for Ji Ningtian and Li Shengxuan, and it won’t be for you in the future.”
She said decisively, word for word: "I will not sit still and wait for death. I will use my own way to earn a way to survive."
