"This is just the beginning." Fang Zilan smiled slightly, "Now that the news has been released, Fu Congnan can't help it."
"Okay, even if according to your plan, Fu Congnan invited King Yucheng and Zhuge Yu, those two people did go." Hongtai looked a little more serious, "What do you want? Rescue Fang Lihui and expose Fu Congnan in front of everyone? "
"Do you think it's feasible?" Fang Zilan's voice was very soft and full of uncertainty, as if she was seeking Hongtai's opinion.
Hongtai had never seen Fang Zilan like this before. Even if she wasn't so confident that she was so angry that people hated her so much, she shouldn't be like this, tied up with her hands and feet.
"As long as you speak." Hongtai's eyes darkened, "There's no need for you to take action personally, I'll go..."
"Sure enough, it's not feasible." Fang Zilan curled her lips, the gloom on her face swept away, and Hongtai's expression froze, as if a storm was brewing in her eyes, "Little beauty, are you kidding me?"
"Why, with just one sentence, the master can't bear it?" Fang Zilan's smile became even brighter, "The master, have you ever thought about the shortcomings of your little beauty, how can I bear it?"
Hongtai was stunned, and Fang Zilan smiled and said solemnly: "I don't hold grudges, nor do I want to scold you for being frivolous. It's just that since I want to cooperate with you, I should be sincere in cooperating."
"What do you mean?" Hongtai looked serious, and Fang Zilan said seriously: "I never wanted you to be loyal to me, follow the footsteps of the Cangjian Villa, the Chu family father and son, and the second master. If you want to help me, you can only do it with me. Side by side partners, we share life and death."
"Fang Zilan." Hongtai called out Fang Zilan's name formally for the first time. Even she was stunned for a moment when she heard it, "You..."
"You and I are as different as clouds and mud, you are..." As soon as Hong Taifu opened his mouth, Fang Zilan stopped him, "It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter what your identity is. We have the same purpose, we are the same. friend."
"Same purpose? Friend?" Hongtai looked at Fang Zilan amusedly, "If you put everything aside, why am I here? How can I have the same purpose as you? As for friends..."
He paused and his expression dimmed a little, "You are the person that everyone must protect at the risk of their lives. It is impossible for me and I am not worthy to be friends with you."
Fang Zilan's hands hidden in her sleeves clenched into fists, "In that case, please leave now, Master. From now on, the road will face the sky. You and I will go our separate ways. We don't have to see each other again."
Hongtai looked at Fang Zilan steadily, and after a while he whispered, "Okay."
It was like a ball of cotton was stuffed in her chest, which made it difficult for Fang Zilan to breathe, so she took a deep breath and whispered before Hongtai disappeared, "Thank you for this."
Hongtai did not stop because of this thank you, and Fang Zilan did not give up on taking Fang Lihui out of Fu Congnan's hands because of the dispute with him.
Time flies by in a blink of an eye, and the day after tomorrow is Fu Congnan’s birthday party. Since Hongtai had spread the news early in the morning, Fu Congnan had no choice but to invite his colleagues. Naturally, he also invited the Yucheng King Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu who were "passing by".
In the early morning of the birthday banquet, Fang Zilan was in Murong Qing's room, checking on his condition, when she heard a message from an attendant, saying that it was Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu who asked her if they wanted to go to the birthday banquet with them.
Fang Zilan's attention was focused on Murong Qing, who was coughing after drinking medicine. She didn't even raise her eyelids and didn't respond for a long time.
Finally, just when the attendant thought that Fang Zilan would not say anything and was about to say a few words and return to return, he heard her voice, "Please tell the prince and Lord Zhuge that I will not miss the time."
What she said was profound. After hearing this, Murong Qing's hand holding the medicine bowl stopped in mid-air. He remained motionless until the attendant left.
"Your Majesty, your arms are not sore after carrying it for so long?" Fang Zilan chuckled, and Murong Qing casually placed the medicine bowl on the small table beside the couch, "Why are you going to Fu Congnan's birthday party?"
"What can I do at the birthday banquet?" Fang Zilan stretched out her hand to tuck Murong Qing's brocade quilt in her spare time, "Of course it's to celebrate my birthday."
"Okay." Murong Qing stared closely at the calm man in front of him, "Then I will go with you."
Fang Zilan had no expression on her face, "Your Majesty, if you want to wade through this muddy water, just do it."
She spoke in an understatement, which actually made Murong Qing suspicious, "You won't stop me?"
"Why do you want to stop it?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "I am a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. I can't protect myself. How can I care about the lives of others?"
"Am I someone else in your heart?" There was a searching look in Murong Qing's eyes, and Fang Zilan could see it clearly. She raised her eyebrows and raised her lips and said, "Why, after I saved the prince, the prince thinks that I will save you a few more times?"
She did not answer directly, and Murong Qing did not ask further questions. He followed her words and said, "I don't want you to save me, but I want to pay back what I owe you."
There was a hint of amusement on Fang Zilan's face, "How did the prince know that at Fu Congnan's birthday banquet, you would be able to pay back what you owe me?"
"I don't know." Murong Qing said calmly, "But I know this is an opportunity."
"Your Majesty is still seriously ill, so it's really not appropriate to work hard." Fang Zilan took the medicine bowl and put it back in Murong Qing's hands, "Don't be brave. After all, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared in advance."
The implication of her words was obvious. If Murong Qing continued to pester him to go with her, it would seem that he was already prepared. However, he did not shy away from it, "You said so, so I just made preparations in advance."
Fang Zilan looked stern, stood up, and left.
A Wan, who was hiding outside the door, heard the conversation between the two clearly. When Fang Zilan came out, she couldn't help but get close to him, "You said, this little prince doesn't really know anything, right?"
"He doesn't know what's weird." Fang Zilan was not angry, "The wooden slips I gave you before..."
"Don't worry, I have already sent the message back." Awan vowed, patting her chest and saying, "Young Master must know, and there are some adults involved..."
Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, and Awan's voice weakened, "You see, it's useless for me. I don't know who the adults are involved, and what the young master will do to them..."
"It's okay if you don't know." Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief. The wooden slip she gave to Awan before said that Li Qiyou stayed because he got a list of names. This time, he wanted to use Fu Congnan's birthday banquet to knock down the mountain and shake the tiger.
The words are concise and concise, but contain a lot of thoughts.
One is that Fu Congnan is on the list, so it has the effect of shaking the mountain and shaking the tiger. Then other people involved can estimate the approximate authenticity of the list based on this.
The second is to make the people involved get into trouble, but...
