Fang Zilan did not reject Murong Qing in the end, or in other words, the one thing she could not refuse was Mu Shan Pass.
The Mo family, the guards of Mushan Pass, are Mo Han's relatives in this world. Since the shocking incident on New Year's Eve, she had thought many times about how to tell the Moes the bad news.
But no matter what she thought, she couldn't express it.
In the eyes of the world, the person who died on the social stage on New Year's Eve was Xu Yi, the son of Xu You's same family. As for Mo Han, he was just a dispensable relative of the guilty minister following the death of the Duke of Xian Yue.
Except for the Mo family in Mushanguan, no one cares whether Mo Han is dead or alive...
"What are you thinking about, sister?" Murong Qing's voice brought back Fang Zilan's chaotic thoughts. She concealed her expression and said softly: "It's nothing. Why did you suddenly think of going to Mushan Pass?"
"For you." The three soft words were crushed over and over by the squeaking wheels of the carriage, and they didn't sound real.
Fang Zilan was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What did you say?"
Murong Qing pursed her lips, "Have you seen Mo Han since he passed away?"
"Murong Qing..." Fang Zilan clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves into fists, her expression gradually becoming fierce, "Don't mention Mo Han in front of me."
"That day in Miluo Palace, I took advantage of you..." Murong Qing stopped talking, "I'm sorry..."
Fang Zilan didn't appreciate it, she chuckled and said, "Why, the prince wants to take advantage of me again?"
"That's not what I meant." Murong Qing quickly denied, and Fang Zilan looked at him, "What did the prince mean?"
"I..." Murong Qing took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said: "When my mother-in-law passed away, you supported me, and I am very grateful. This time, I will support you. "
Before he finished speaking, Fang Zilan said loudly: "Stop the car."
Meng Tingyang, who was driving the car, reined in his horse and said, "Your Majesty, Madam, what are your orders?"
Fang Zilan stood up, opened the curtain, and jumped out of the carriage. Meng Tingyang originally wanted to lend a hand, but she pushed him away. He could only watch her stagger two steps and barely stabilize her body.
"Mrs. Prince, what are you..." Meng Tingyang was interrupted by Fang Zilan before she could say anything. However, her words were not addressed to him, but to Murong Qing on the carriage, "I don't need anyone to support me."
Every word she spoke was arrogant and cold, as if she wanted to block out what others were saying.
Awan, who was following the carriage behind, heard this and jumped out of the carriage. He frowned and asked, "What's causing your temper?"
Fang Zilan did not respond to Awan's words, and said to herself: "If I can fight for justice, it will be the best memorial to Mo Han."
Hearing this, Awan reacted suddenly, as if his guess had been confirmed, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
When she heard that she was going to Mushan Pass, she had a vague guess in her mind, but now it was finally confirmed. Sure enough, they went to Mushan Pass this time just to pay homage to Mo Han.
However, after Mo Han died, he was regarded as Xu Yi, the son of the same family as Xu You, and was buried in the Xu family's ancestral tomb instead of the Mo family's ancestral tomb in Mushan Pass. Can he really see it during this trip?
"Sister, are you fighting for justice for Mo Han, or are you using this as an excuse not to see Mo Han?" Murong Qing's voice came from the carriage, and it was still loud through the curtains of the carriage, making Fang Zilan speechless for a long time. Word.
"Who said I don't dare to see Mo Han?" It took a long time before Fang Zilan heard her own voice. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
The method of stimulating generals has always been very effective. Murong Qing thought like this and got out of the carriage, "If you dare, why haven't you gone to see him once in the past few months?"
"Whether I see you or not is my business, what does it have to do with you?" Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and said, "Murong Qing, you..."
"It really has nothing to do with me." Murong Qing intercepted Fang Zilan's last words and said seriously: "But I know that if I can't say goodbye properly, you will never let go."
Fang Zilan looked at Murong Qing blankly and listened to him continue to speak, "If you hadn't fought for me on that day and I hadn't gone back to the palace to see my mother and concubine for the last time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive today."
He paused as he spoke, "And before, if you hadn't let me see Mr. Zuo for the last time... I wouldn't have hated him so much."
The last half of his sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing indescribable viciousness, and even his pale and delicate face looked much more ferocious.
"Hate?" Fang Zilan whispered to herself. If she said hate, the one she hated most was probably herself, who couldn't protect Mo Han and escape.
No matter how the Duke of Xian Yue, no matter how Zi Xiu, she couldn't even protect her only relative.
"Sister, if you don't want to, I will go for you..." Before Murong Qing could finish her words, Fang Zilan sternly stopped her, "You are not qualified."
Her face was like frost and snow, her lips were pursed tightly, "If you want to go, I'll go by myself." After that, she took the horses of the attendants and rode them one by one, heading straight towards Mushan Pass.
Awan stamped her feet angrily, but Murong Qing smiled, "Finally, I can pay her back."
"Your Majesty, do you know who Mo Han is?" Awan looked at Murong Qing and said angrily: "I'm not polite, Your Majesty, as an outsider, you shouldn't have any say in this matter..."
"I know." Murong Qing watched the figure disappear from sight, "I know better why they insist on Mo Han's death. Just like why they insist on forcing my mother and concubine to death."
"What do you mean?" Awan was confused, and Murong Qing snorted coldly, "Since they forced us to come here, don't blame us for being rude."
"You guys?" A Wan felt a chill running down her spine. Could it be that Fang Zilan really joined forces with Murong Qing? But Murong Qing is Miluo's loyal prince after all...
"Let's go." Murong Qing returned to the carriage and ordered Meng Tingyang to drive faster, and finally caught up with Fang Zilan in the evening of the next day.
Outside Mushan Pass, Fang Zilan looked at the simple cemetery in front of her, with the large and small dusty dirt bags, and had mixed feelings in her heart. Is this where the Mo family is buried?
"The Mo family are all buried outside the pass." Murong Qing's voice came from behind Fang Zilan, "Looking behind the pass to the sea, just to scare the pirates and keep peace."
"As far as I know, the Mo family is not very impressive." Fang Zilan said in a dull voice, "We have been fighting against pirates for many years, and have been defeated and defeated repeatedly."
"If he were not a natural general like Xiahou Yunzhao, what good could the land soldiers do when they encounter pirates?" Murong Qing said quietly: "You should know more about fighting than me. You can fight repeatedly after defeat. It’s already amazing.”
It is not meritorious deeds and honors that make one worthy of praise. In the prosperous and peaceful times, more nameless people were buried. Without them, today's prosperous scene would probably be much bleaker.
