Li Shengxuan stopped and turned to look at Fang Zilan, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
Fang Zilan did not answer but asked: "What do you want me to ask, Your Majesty?"
Li Shengxuan stared closely at the person in front of him and sighed softly, "Fang Zilan, sometimes I feel that you are really the most taboo person in the world. You dare to say anything and are not afraid of anything. But sometimes I feel that you are very far away from me. Far."
"Then what does Your Majesty want me to look like?" Fang Zilan looked at Li Shengxuan with an almost cold look in her eyes.
"No matter what you look like, it's still you." Li Shengxuan's lips curved slightly, and there was a hint of bitterness in his voice, "I just hope that I can see the most real you."
Fang Zilan smiled and said seriously: "I am not a beauty, but I still have some self-awareness. As for the heart hidden under this skin, it may not be that beautiful. Why bother, Your Majesty?"
Li Shengxuan said without comment: "So far, what I have seen of you has exceeded my expectations. As for..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise, and gorgeous fireworks exploded above the two people's heads, making the sky colorful and beautiful.
Fang Zilan looked up and murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect to see fireworks on the Double Ninth Festival."
Li Shengxuan didn't look at the fireworks. All his eyes fell on Fang Zilan.
As Fang Zilan said herself, she was not a beauty, and the lines on her profile were not as soft as those of ordinary women. Instead, they were indescribably sharp. Even when watching the fireworks, her tightly pursed lips did not relax at all.
But in her eyes, there was a light that was grander and brighter than fireworks. He wanted to find his own reflection behind this beam of light.
Fang Zilan turned her head and met Li Shengxuan's burning eyes. She frowned slightly, "Why does your Majesty look at me like this?"
"Do you like fireworks?" Li Shengxuan's confused question made Fang Zilan stunned for a while, and then he said: "Your Majesty, are you sick?"
Li Shengxuan was silent, and Fang Zilan had no choice but to answer honestly: "I can't tell, I probably like him."
"Really?" Li Shengxuan suddenly remembered that he had asked a similar question when he led the girl and ran out of Baiye Temple.
After so many years, the past events are so vivid in my mind that they have become a lingering obsession and greed in my heart.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's go back." Fang Zilan bowed respectfully. Li Shengxuan looked at the person in front of him with a low eyebrow. After all, things are different and people are different.
"Okay." Li Shengxuan turned around and no longer looked at Fang Zilan or the fireworks in the sky.
Fang Zilan followed Li Shengxuan step by step, feeling that his back was made even more lonely by the beautiful fireworks. It is said that it is cold at high places, but he was alone on the top of the crowd, so who knew what he saw?
Fang Zilan thought about this, and for some reason suddenly didn't want Mo Han to leave. If he leaves, no one in this world will know her whereabouts. But if he doesn't leave, in the land of tigers and wolves in the capital, can she really be able to protect his last hope?
"Fang Zilan, what's wrong with you?" Li Shengxuan's voice interrupted Fang Zilan's thoughts, and she suddenly came back to her senses, "What did your Majesty just say?"
"It's nothing." Li Shengxuan held Fang Zilan's wrist, "Watch the road carefully when walking."
Only then did Fang Zilan realize that the two of them had reached the entrance of the main hall on the front mountain. She was standing on the edge of the steps and would fall down if she was not careful. She calmed down and took her hand back, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me."
After saying that, she bowed, said goodbye and left.
Li Shengxuan watched her running down the steps with almost joy, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
"We should all enjoy the beautiful scenery in good times, why is Your Majesty here alone?" Master Liaoyuan's voice reached Li Shengxuan's ears. It was completely different from the gentle and solemn voice before. He deliberately teased her in a measured way, "Could it be that she is the person that Your Majesty has been thinking about for many years? ?”
"You also met her back then, what do you think?" Li Shengxuan felt lost, and Master Liaoyuan pondered for a moment: "The common things in the world of mortals seem like a world away, and the poor monk can't remember them."
Fang Zilan brought A Wan, Zheng Yan and Xiao Xuan'er with him on this trip. Several familiar government officials saw Fang Zilan and hurriedly came up to say hello and exchange a few words.
Awan realized that she was bored, so she took Xiao Xuan'er to wander in the garden. While walking, she and Xiao Xuan'er were appreciating the flowers and plants. The two of them spoke eloquently, which made others marvel and ask which noble daughter she was.
Such discussion quickly reached Fang Zilan's ears. She looked over and saw two people gathered together, not knowing what they were looking at.
Awan saw her coming and waved: "Master Fang, come and see this chrysanthemum."
Fang Zilan came over and looked at it for a while, then said: "This is not grown in our courtyard, but is it the chrysanthemum from Xiguan City?"
"Yes." Awan added: "To be precise, it's the chrysanthemums that you raised to death."
Fang Zilan coughed lightly, "It's all because of the gardener's fault. What does it have to do with me?"
A narrow smile flashed across A Wan's face. Xiao Xuan'er smiled and shook her head. She whispered in Fang Zilan's ear: "Master Fang, I just saw Miss Fang."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan was stunned. Ever since Pei Xiaoze made trouble in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fang Zitong said that she had been ill for several months. It was strange that she could be invited to this flower party.
However, there are rumors in the capital that the two brothers Pei Juqing and Pei Xiaoze are in a stalemate over Fang Zitong. Rumors are flying all over the sky, but with the pressure of Prime Minister Fang Chongzheng and Empress Fang Ziqin, they still have some sense of restraint, otherwise they may not be able to hear anything offensive. It can be conveyed.
Fang Zilan knew that Pei Juanqing would not give up, so she asked Xiao Xuan'er to keep a close eye on the Pei Mansion. However, except for two or three attempts to attack the Xiangfu Academy, nothing happened. And only those two or three times were blocked by Fang Chongzheng.
The Pei family and the Fang family are at odds with each other. Fang Zitong came to Hua Hui today. If Pei Juqing or Pei Xiaoze are also there, then...
Xiao Xuan'er seemed to know what Fang Zilan was thinking, and said softly: "Pei's guests are Mr. Pei Pening, the younger brother of Mr. Guo Guo, and his wife."
Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief. She knew something about this Pei Poming. This man is Pei Juiqing's younger half-brother. He has no ability. He received a casual position under Pei Juiqing's protection. He usually either entertains cats or dogs or looks for flowers and flowers. His reputation in the capital is not very good.
However, the Pei family has very few heirs. When it comes to Pei Juqing's generation, there are only him and Pei Pening in the family, and there is also Pei Xiaoze, a younger brother from the side branch, and there are no other males. Therefore, Mrs. Pei was very good to her non-biological son and protected him in every possible way. If anything unusual happened, she would turn a blind eye and pass by.
