It has been raining for several days, so there are no stars tonight. Even the moon is mostly covered by dark clouds, making it difficult to see the shadows.
When Fang Zilan heard her own voice, she felt a little more ethereal, as if it would dissipate in the night wind the next moment.
“A general’s reputation will be ruined after a hundred battles, and his old friends will disappear thousands of miles away.
The water is rustling, the wind is cold in the west, and the people in the house are dressed like snow. A strong man, but his tragic song is not yet complete.
The singing bird still knows how to hate. If it does not cry for clear tears, it will cry for blood. Who can share with me, drunk till dawn? "
When Zhuge Yu heard this, he felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart. Li Qiyou also turned his back and did not dare to look at Fang Zilan.
"I'm not sad for the princess." Fang Zilan whispered: "I'm just..."
Be sad for yourself.
She didn't say the second half of the sentence, probably because she felt that it was futile to say anything in front of people who couldn't understand.
But when did Zhuge Yu, who had fought alongside her, and Li Qiyou, who had put down his body for her, become people who couldn't understand her?
Perhaps, from the beginning, she shouldn't have expected that there would be someone here who could understand her.
After all, the only person who understood her was Mo Han.
Fang Zilan smiled mockingly, and was about to drink it all, but at the next moment, someone took the wine bottle away from her hand, "I'll accompany you."
Li Qiyou seemed to have summoned up great courage. He raised the wine bottle and took a few sips. He choked and coughed.
Fang Zilan curled her lips, "My lord, what are you doing?"
"I know." Li Qiyou murmured softly, as if he was a little drunk: "You have a clear conscience. It was Mr. Li who was sorry for you."
As soon as he said this, Zhuge Yu's expression changed imperceptibly, "My lord, you..."
"Really?" Fang Zilan stopped Zhuge Yu's words, looked at Li Qiyou steadily and said, "What if I have a guilty conscience?"
Li Qiyou was stunned, "Fang Zilan, do you really think so?"
It was rare for him to address Fang Zilan by his first name, which made her startled. The smile on her face froze for a moment, and then she changed her voice, "My lord, you came to Miluo this time in a depressed mood, but what are you worried about? "
Hearing this, Li Qiyou coughed unnaturally, "I just can't let go of Xiao Ning..."
"Lying." Fang Zilan exposed Li Qiyou unceremoniously, "If my guess is correct, the prince's trip must have another purpose."
Li Qiyou pursed his lips, remaining silent as if acquiescing, so Fang Zilan continued speaking, "My lord, what you want to do may not be easy. While there is still time, everything can be done There is room, you might as well consider it again..."
"It doesn't matter if you do something you know you can't do. Even if there is no result, at least there will be no regrets." Li Qiyou said seriously, word by word: "Even if you know that there are many things that cannot be done in the world, that will be a matter of the future. At least. Now, there is still room to try.”
Hearing this, Fang Zilan laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up and lay facelessly on the steps. Zhuge Yu on the side covered his face with his sleeves, but he couldn't hide the bursts of laughter.
After a while, Fang Zilan stopped laughing and said, "My lord, do you remember everything I said so clearly?"
"That makes sense, of course I remember it clearly." Li Qiyou looked so calm as to take it for granted. Zhuge Yu couldn't help teasing him: "My lord, did you secretly write it down on paper?"
Fang Zilan was amused again and said nonchalantly: "Okay, if the prince writes down everything I said, he can help me publish a book of quotations in the future, and we will split it 50-50."
Li Qiyou helplessly looked at the two people who were talking about each other. Without the mutual testing in the north, they were relaxed as he had never seen before. He could not help but raise his eyebrows and curl his lips, clearing away the gloom.
"Speaking of which, it would have been better to be in the north." Fang Zilan folded his hands and held the back of his head, lying down on the steps. "I lost my life on the battlefield. I don't have so many worries. You can't bear to let me go." die."
"Who said you can't bear it?" Zhuge Yu raised his eyebrows, and Li Qiyou deliberately drawled and echoed: "Did you forget that in the Wind River Valley..."
"You two are really a disgrace." Fang Zilan clicked her tongue, "To this day, you both refuse to say a nice word to coax me, even if it's a lie against your will."
"What's the point of coaxing you?" Zhuge Yu took the jug from Li Qiyou's hand, "It's better to stay drunk with you until dawn. It'll be a blessing."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head to drink wine, which was far different from the usual gentle and jade-like Second Young Master Zhuge.
"If your grandfather saw you like this, I'm afraid he would want to get rid of me." Fang Zilan shook his head, he was afraid when he spoke, but there was no trace of fear on his face.
Zhuge Yu casually put the wine pot on the steps, "Don't you know why my grandfather doesn't like your interactions with me?"
"How could you not know?" Fang Zilan shrugged indifferently, "Sending me to Miluo to marry into Prince Zhongzheng's palace, I think your grandfather also contributed a lot."
"What did you say?" Li Qiyou next to him looked stunned, and a complicated look flashed in Zhuge Yu's eyes. Fang Zilan, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, "It's fine that the prince doesn't know, but how could you not know, A Yu?"
"I..." Zhuge Yu avoided Fang Zilan's gaze and suddenly recalled the big quarrel between Miluo and his grandfather before Miluo——
"Just because she is a member of the ghost sect, my grandfather will do whatever it takes to destroy everything she has in the capital and give her to Miluo? That is Murong Qing. If Prince Zhongzheng seeks power and usurps the throne in the future, wouldn't he let her Did this sword fall into the enemy's hands, giving Miluo the opportunity to harm Dajing?"
"Murong Qing's father is the loyal king Murong Xun. Everyone in the world will rebel, but he will not."
"Grandfather! You are worried that Miluo will make a comeback one day, but you also place your hope in Prince Zhongzheng's palace not to betray or regret. Isn't this contradictory?"
…
"Ayu, I don't mean to hold you accountable." Fang Zilan waved his hand, "There are so many complexities behind this matter, and your grandfather is not the only one behind this matter. I can only guess a small part of it, forget about more. It doesn't matter if I can guess them all anyway. I mean, it just adds to the troubles."
Zhuge Yu's expression was dark and unclear. Li Qiyou clenched his fists and said angrily: "These people..."
He did not continue because he knew that since it was the Empress Dowager who granted the marriage, his grandmother and empress must also be involved.
As Fang Zilan said, now that the outcome has been determined, it is useless to pursue the past.
"What are your expressions?" Fang Zilan slightly propped up her body and squinted her eyes while sitting half-sitting, "Even though we are destined to end up in different ways, it doesn't stop us from drinking a pot of wine together tonight."
After saying that, she reached out and took out the wine glass from the food box, poured three glasses of wine on her own, and placed them at the foot of the stairs, "Please."
