"The tree is big and attracts the wind. Do you think anyone will believe what I say?" Fang Zilan opened his eyes helplessly, looked at Awan and said, "You will believe this."
Awan curled her lips and shook her arm, "Fang Zilan, you actually came up with this method yourself, right?"
"Whether it's what I thought or not, what does it have to do with you?" Fang Zilan looked at her quite amusedly, "Anyway, you will have no contact with me as soon as you return to the capital, why should I tell you?"
Awan threw her arm away angrily, "You are repaying kindness with vengeance. If I hadn't discovered that the medicine used by the woman in Linjia Village was the Sujia prescription, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to sit here and talk properly. And if it weren't for me, , can you recover some memory so quickly?"
"Shall I repay kindness with revenge?" Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "Okay, then I will be kind. Awan, if you want to return to the ghost gate, you should inform Wen Ya in advance to see his reaction. Remember not to tell the young master directly. .”
"What do you mean?" Awan looked confused, but Fang Zilan still just smiled, "If you want to live, just do as I say."
Awan took a breath of air, "You mean, if you let the young master know that I have returned to the ghost gate, you will kill me?"
"What else?" Fang Zilan tapped her forehead with her finger, "I thought you had learned a lot in the past two years, but why are you so unclear about your own affairs? You bet your life on my life and death, just to be tied to me. With the temperament of the young master, do you think you can live alone after breaking your promise and getting rich?"
"You're fine, I don't think I gained weight by breaking my promise." Awan turned her head away and retorted harshly, but she knew in her heart that her words were very true. If she wanted to go back, regardless of whether the master agreed or not, the young master would be the first one not to Let her go.
"Little Awan, I know you were speaking out of anger that day..." Fang Zilan was interrupted as soon as she started speaking, "I'm not speaking out of anger, I'm really scared. There's a wolf in front of me and a tiger in back, how could I No matter what choice you make, there is no way to survive.”
"What's the use of being afraid? The way to survive is not given by others." Fang Zilan calmed her expression and said in a colder voice, "Since there are tigers and wolves everywhere, then either kill the tigers or the wolves, you can always find a way to survive."
Awan smiled mockingly, "Slaying tigers and wolves, can I do it just by myself?"
"Why not?" Fang Zilan asked back, with an almost matter-of-fact tone, revealing unspeakable ambition.
"Awan, from the moment we walked out of the ghost gate and stood under the sun, we were destined to fight." She sat up straight and said solemnly: "Fight with the enemy, fight with the same kind, fight openly and secretly, bones and blood, Fang Mountains and rivers.”
Awan seemed to understand, "They are all fighting, how is it different from us in the ghost gate?"
"With the sun shining, you can be more upright." Fang Zilan said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "The reason for fighting in the ghost gate is to protect yourself. The reason for fighting here is to fight for it. Isn't that how I came to talk about the power of one and two? ?”
"You still have to fight for the right to speak?" Awan put his chin on his hands and said thoughtfully: "It's too tiring to live under the sun, so it's better to go back to the ghost gate."
Fang Zilan came up to her and asked: "Little Awan, would you rather cower in fear and live in a ghost gate without seeing the light of day than risk your life and stand in the sun and take a good look at the mountains and rivers in this world? "
Awan couldn't help being stunned, and blurted out without thinking: "Didn't I gamble my life on you?"
"That's right." Fang Zilan suddenly laughed, "In this case, it's not up to you. You can only choose with me."
Awan glared at her and said angrily: "Why did I just fall in love with you?"
"Nothing in this world is static. Even Emperor Tai'an is not a perfect man, let alone just a play?" Fang Zilan said, taking a step forward and standing side by side with Zhuge Yu, "Everything changes and it becomes the same. This is the truth. , I think the prince should understand."
"Master Fang, how can you be so presumptuous?" Someone beside him couldn't stand it and shouted angrily: "It is an unforgivable crime to offend the late emperor."
Li Qiyou glanced at everyone and signaled them not to say anything. Then he said in a cold voice: "Master Fang, the rehearsal of the social drama is very important, and we cannot allow you to act recklessly."
"Wrongful behavior?" Fang Zilan suddenly laughed out loud, "My lord, you invited me here in the first place, why do you think I am acting wildly now? In this case, today I have firmly believed that I am acting wildly."
She suppressed her smile and said with a serious expression: "If the play is not changed, I will stop acting."
"Lord Fang, do you know the consequences of the strike?" Li Qiyou clenched his fists and looked angry, but Fang Zilan smiled, "The consequences? As the Duke of Yue, I only obey the orders of His Majesty in the capital. If the prince has any grudges in his heart, he may as well go to his majesty to ask for an order, and I will leave it to you."
"If not." She paused as she spoke, her eyes turning to look at Shenghui, "Please ask the prince to hire someone else so that you can take care of yourself."
The last sentence of "good for yourself" was dragged out by Fang Zilan for a long time. Li Qiyou's expression changed but he didn't dare to get angry. When he was about to say something, she just threw away the wooden sword in her hand and inserted it on the ground between the two of them.
It was clearly a bladeless social opera prop, but it created a crack on the ground, which was an obvious warning and undeniable pressure.
In the northern border, Li Qiyou had seen Fang Zilan's cruelty. She was not only cruel to others, but also cruel to herself. What she said was true, even if he relied on his status as the Prince of Dajing, he could not waver in the slightest.
Fang Zilan folded her hands in front of her body, raised her eyes and scanned everyone in the hall, and said calmly and calmly, losing her power: "Since I don't have anything to do here, I will take my leave. Everyone, see you later."
After she said that, she straightened her sleeves and walked out with dignity.
However, as soon as she reached the door of Lianhua Hall, she saw Xia Houzhang striding in.
Xia Houzhang walked directly in front of Fang Zilan and blocked her way. He solemnly said: "Master Fang, your Majesty, please come over."
Fang Zilan nodded slightly and signaled to Xia Houzhang: "Lead the way." Then the two of them left Lianhua Palace.
The rest of the people looked at each other in confusion, and some of the brave ones tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, are we still arranging our social opera?"
Li Qiyou looked gloomy and put his palm on the hilt of the wooden sword. However, with a little force, the wooden sword was overwhelmed and broke suddenly.
His voice was a little deeper in the crisp sound, but it was filled with indescribable determination, "Platoon."
Over there, Fang Zilan followed Xia Houzhang to the imperial study. The imperial study was quiet, and she made no noise when she walked. So she walked up to Li Shengxuan. He was still immersed in government affairs, without even raising his head, but seemed to feel something. Yes, he said: "I know it's you."
