"Awan, don't panic." Fang Zilan grabbed her hand and comforted her: "I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself."
"But in this situation in Linjiacun, what should I do if you are unconscious?" Awan was obviously panicked. Fang Zilan squeezed her hand and said softly: "Awan, listen carefully to what I say next. alright."
Awan bit her lip and said, "You tell me, I will listen to you."
Fang Zilan said slowly: "You must pay attention to the child these two days. Once he dies, you will poison the woman. Then go out of the village to find A Yu and Lao Cao and tell them that everyone in Linjia Village died from the plague. , the weather is getting hotter, and in order to prevent the corpse odor from spreading and the plague spreading, the village must be set on fire."
"What if the child survived?" Awan asked, and Fang Zilan said quietly: "Then we will keep the promise we made to the woman - take the child out of the village in three days. But the woman must die. .”
"Three days later, although it has not exceeded your half-month period, the time is very close." Awan looked hesitant, "And I am not sure whether you will wake up by then..."
She didn't say any more, and Fang Zilan looked at her steadily, "So I entrust all this to you."
Fang Zilan didn't care much about Li Qiyou, but just looked at the red-faced boy in front of her.
She just picked the person up casually and didn't notice that it was Ah Shi who was taking a nap at the table. This child was very thin-skinned and he wanted to hide under the quilt.
As he wished, she pulled the brocade quilt aside and covered him. Then she arranged her clothes and raised her hand to open the curtain. She looked as if she was disturbed. She frowned slightly and said, "Your Majesty, What are you doing here?"
Li Qiyou looked through the curtain and saw clearly the mess inside. In addition, the person being looked at was obviously a half-grown child, which made him even more angry. "Master Fang, you..."
"What?" Fang Zilan chuckled, with a hint of charm in her eyes, "I think with the upbringing of the prince, I can't scold you with unpleasant words. You might as well let me scold you for you. Is it better to be a beast or a bastard..."
"Fang Zilan!" Li Qiyou called her by her first and last name for the first time, but there was no hint of frustration on his face. Instead, he was filled with unspeakable sadness.
Fang Zilan almost thought that her eyesight had made a mistake, but the next moment a long sigh told her that she had not seen it wrong, let alone heard it wrong.
Li Qiyou's eyes turned red, "Fang Zilan, would you rather fall than marry me?"
"Are you willing to fall?" Fang Zilan folded her clothes, stood up and looked directly at Li Qiyou and said, "Is this how the prince sees me?"
"I..." Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Fang Zilan curled her lips, leaned into Li Qiyou's ear, and whispered: "Since those in high positions are destined to be in control, what's the harm in me having some fun? Does the prince think that I will be the kind of person who is trapped in a deep house and compound? Are you a person who sits in the mirror and looks at Kong Lao?"
Warm breath swept across Li Qiyou's ears. He felt his throat was dry, his heartbeat began to beat wildly, and the blood in his body seemed to explode. The next moment, he suddenly grabbed Fang Zilan's arm and used all his strength to suppress the urge to hug her immediately.
"You know that's not what I meant." His voice was a little panicked, and there was a trace of hope hidden in the determined look in his eyes.
It's not that Fang Zilan can't see it, but she knows what roles people in the royal family play. Even if they are deeply affectionate at the moment, they can also become ruthless at the time. In this game, she just wanted to be alone, instead of accompanying Li Qiyou to gamble on the world again.
"Then what does the prince mean?" Fang Zilan did not push Li Qiyou away, and the smile on her face became brighter. "Compared with the capital, I prefer the vast surroundings. Even so, can the prince help me?"
Li Qiyou's pupils suddenly tightened, and before he could answer, he heard her say as if he was irritated: "If the prince is willing to fulfill his wish, I can do it for Princess Yucheng."
"Fang Zilan, do you know what you are talking about?" Li Qiyou said every word with a sense of gritting his teeth.
"Isn't it Tiger Talisman's military power?" Fang Zilan's smile did not diminish, but her eyes became colder, "Why is the prince so afraid?"
"I can't allow you, that's what I can do today..." Li Qiyou suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked at her in disbelief, "You, could it be..."
Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, with a little more sarcasm in her expression, "Your Majesty, there is no need to make random guesses, the Tiger Talisman was indeed in my hand. Your Majesty gave it to me, and I returned it to Your Majesty."
Hearing this, Li Qiyou breathed a long sigh of relief and finally realized what Fang Zilan said was a test. She did not want to hire Tiger Talisman, a symbol of military power in the world, nor did she want him to seek power and seize the throne because of it. And he gave a negative answer from the beginning.
At this moment, he truly saw his heart clearly. From beginning to end, he was interested in the female general Jun Zilan who was as heroic as any man on the battlefield, not the Yue Duke Fang Zilan in front of him.
She doesn't care about anything, not only her reputation, but also her military power. She didn't have any of them, but she could throw them all away overnight, but he kept pursuing them until he looked hideous.
This kind of her fascinates him, but it also makes him unable to trust her completely, let alone trust her completely. However, he just wanted to rely on his noble status and try to rob it by force. In the end, they lost completely, and I am afraid that even the slightest affection between them was gone.
"I understand." Li Qiyou slowly let go of his hand, and his whole body seemed to be drained of energy. "I will handle the follow-up matters. Fang Zilan, you are free."
Fang Zilan straightened her sleeves and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Li Qiyou closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, he regained his usual graceful demeanor, "Master Fang, there is no need to be polite. You are my minister of Dajing, and you should not be troubled by this. It's because of my poor thinking. Please don’t blame me.”
"Of course I don't dare." Fang Zilan straightened up and watched Li Qiyou leave without making any move for a long time.
Ah Shi poked his head out of the brocade quilt and said cautiously: "Master Fang, I think he is sincere."
Fang Zilan still didn't look away, feeling disappointed: "It's a pity that I am not sincere."
For some reason, she had just threatened Li Qiyou with the tiger talisman's military power. She knew exactly what the answer was, but she insisted on asking more questions.
In fact, when she said these words, she was thinking about the white jade tiger charm that Li Shengxuan handed her.
Li Shengxuan never asked her to promise anything, so he directly handed her the white jade tiger talisman. The white jade tiger charm stained by his body temperature felt unexpectedly stable when placed in her palm.
But later, she felt guilty and could only hand back that stability with her own hands.
