"So what if I have to pay Murong Qing?" Fang Zilan looked indifferent, Hongtai clicked her tongue, "You really don't feel sorry for your little husband."
"If it's just Fu Congnan, he can compensate Murong Qing. It's okay not to want such a little husband." Fang Zilan said it matter-of-factly, but Hongtai laughed dumbly, "What do you call Murong Qing?"
"Little Xianggong." Fang Zilan looked magnanimous and seemed unaware. Hongtai simply said directly: "I heard that your little Xianggong has been looking for you since he came out of Fu Congnan's house."
"Master, what exactly do you want to say?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows. Hongtai looked at her steadily and said, "Have you ever thought about pushing Murong Qing out?"
Fang Zilan shook her head, "Murong Qing is from Miluo. If he knew about the mess of government and people in Dajing, I'm afraid he would have an opportunity to take advantage of it."
"But if the mess in Dajing is indeed related to Murong Qing..." Hong Taifu started, but was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "Although Murong Qing should not be underestimated, if he wants to have hands and eyes in Dajing, he is still not good enough. Far."
"So he married you." Hongtai looked coldly, "Fang Zilan, you will never tell me that Murong Qing doesn't know that you are the Duke of Xianyue in Dajing..."
"Hongtai, what Murong Qing knows and does has nothing to do with me." Fang Zilan's voice was as cold as ice, and Hongtai's eyes were deep, "Are you angry?"
Fang Zilan rarely calls Hongtai by his first name, just because she doesn't want to cause trouble for him. This look right now...
"I'm going back." Fang Zilan left these words stiffly and turned to leave.
"Fang Zilan, if you are worried about Murong Qing's involvement, I can go and investigate." Hongtai's voice came from behind Fang Zilan, "Until the evidence is found."
"No need." Fang Zilan did not stop, "If I am not sure about anything, I will investigate it myself."
She had never thought that Murong Qing might be involved in the mess in the southeast. But she didn't want to go into details, so she distanced herself from Murong Qing as if she was running away.
But Hongtai's words are not unreasonable. Now that King Rongan's body has been destroyed, and the evidence in their hands cannot be made public rashly, a breakthrough is indeed urgently needed.
If Murong Qing is really involved...
Fang Zilan's hand holding Mei Jian tightened. Would she really push Murong Qing out?
"Sister?" Murong Qing's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Fang Zilan back from her thoughts. She stood by the door and suddenly felt dazed for a moment, almost thinking that she heard wrongly.
However, the person sitting in the main hall of the inn, with a face as pale as paper and finely carved eyebrows, who could it be if he wasn't Murong Qing?
Why do people who should be in the post house appear here? Fang Zilan suppressed her doubts and subconsciously raised her head to look out the window. The sky was already pale.
"You..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth, but in the end she did not ask "Why are you here?" but instead asked, "Have you been up all night?"
"Madam, the prince, the prince stayed up all night to find you?" Meng Tingyang came quickly. Fang Zilan did not look back at him, but just stared at Murong Qing for a while, and then said: "The prince is really good at finding you." The inn where I stayed.”
"I certainly used some tricks." Murong Qing nodded generously, "Fortunately, it's not too late."
"What's not too late?" Fang Zilan was stunned. Murong Qing stood up and walked towards her, but he was shaky.
Meng Tingyang wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Qing's look. Seeing this, Fang Zilan sighed, "Tell me, why is the prince looking for me?"
"I have nothing to do, so I can't look for you?" Murong Qing stood in front of Fang Zilan. He was not as tall as her. He had to raise his head slightly to meet her eyes, but he still looked at her almost persistently.
"Your Majesty, if you have nothing to do, I will go and rest." Fang Zilan stretched his muscles, "After all, I have worked hard all night, and I am really tired."
She didn't hide anything, and Murong Qing didn't ask any further questions. He just said, "I do have something."
Fang Zilan said nothing, waiting for Murong Qing's next words, but saw a hint of sadness on his face, and hesitantly said: "I want to take you to a place."
Fang Zilan remained silent, and Murong Qing felt a little embarrassed, "I won't delay you for too long. I just think that since I'm here, I will regret it if I don't go."
This sounds like what a boy of his age would say. Fang Zilan cursed, but there was no response.
"Are you... willing?" Murong Qing couldn't help but ask, but did not get a reply from Fang Zilan. Instead, it attracted a string of laughter, "Your Majesty, I have been waiting with you all night just to ask such a question?"
A Wan laughed so hard that she was very embarrassed. Murong Qing coughed lightly and the tips of his ears turned red, "I'm not..."
"It's not what?" Awan didn't wait for a few more words before being pulled over by Fang Zilan by the back collar, "Why are you here too?"
"If your cousin cannot be cured, I will always find someone who can, don't you think?" A Wan said confidently, and Fang Zilan looked serious, "What does it mean to be ill?"
"After being severely punished, my hands and feet were disabled and I couldn't be cured." Awan thought for a while and added: "In addition, I soaked in the water for too long and caught a cold, which left the root of the disease. From now on, I can only stay in bed and take decoctions. Hanging..."
"That's enough." Fang Zilan bit her lips tightly, her face gloomy. A handsome nobleman like Fang Lihui fell into a situation where his hands and feet were disabled at a young age and he had to rely on soup and medicine for the rest of his life...
"It's a blessing to be able to survive." A Wan comforted: "Fortunately, the Fang family is rich and can always afford to raise Mr. Fang..."
"Can you afford it?" Fang Zilan intercepted Awan's words and said in a deep voice: "The Fang family doesn't support idle people. Those old guys are probably going to add insult to injury."
"You don't have to worry. As long as Master Fang and Second Miss are here, the Fang family won't be able to cause any trouble." Awan said, tugging Fang Zilan's sleeves, "But you are even more worrying. .”
Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand that was trying to reach into her sleeve, and finally relaxed, "You just want to check my pulse for me, but what are you doing secretly?"
Awan quickly took Fang Zilan's wrist and said, "Find a quiet place and I will take your pulse."
"Wait a minute." Murong Qing stood in front of the two of them and looked at Fang Zilan with burning eyes, "Sister, you haven't answered me yet."
Fang Zilan asked casually: "Where will the prince take me?"
"Mushanguan." Before Murong Qing finished speaking, Fang Zilan lost her mind and asked again, "Where are you going?"
"Mushanguan." Murong Qing repeated, which made Fang Zilan unable to react for a long time.
It turned out to be Mushan Pass?
