Fang Zilan listened to the discussions among the courtiers behind her, and then she realized that Di Rong's tribe presented Princess Erya with the original intention of marrying her to Li Shengxuan as his concubine. However, Li Shengxuan had not expressed his position before, and Di Rong's tribe was not sure, so they simply sent her to her. Princess Ya was sent to the capital.
However, just now Li Shengxuan had hinted that he wanted to keep Princess Erya, so the courtiers who were good at adapting to the situation were ready to make a move. After all, after Li Shengxuan ascended the throne, Fang Ziqin left the harem vacant and still has no sons and a half daughters. If Princess Erya is admitted into the harem this time, it means that other women will also have opportunities.
Fang Zilan listened and thought to herself that these courtiers really had nothing to worry about. Not to mention that Princess Erya was a daughter of a foreign race, but she was so nagging that if she were to stay in the harem of Dajing, it would be very difficult for her to stay. Suspension after suspense, not to mention...
Although she didn't know the real reason why Li Shengxuan left the harem vacant for Fang Ziqin, according to her observation, it couldn't be because of passionate love. If it was because of love, once his feelings changed, it would be possible to accept her again. But if it's not for love, but for more complicated reasons, then the possibility of her entering the harem is very slim.
In this case, it would be difficult for Princess Erya or anyone else to enter Li Shengxuan's harem.
"Master Fang." Wei Subaru's voice brought Fang Zilan back from her thoughts. She looked up at the person holding the glass next to her, took the wine glass casually, and congratulated her from afar, "Mr. Wei, thank you."
Wei Subaru raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Master Fang, Di Rong's Wu family is not only proficient in the art of divination, but also good at controlling people's hearts with voodoo."
"Master Wei said so..." Fang Zilan paused deliberately and said meaningfully: "Do you believe what Princess Erya said?"
"Master Fang, do you believe in fate?" Wei Subaru asked the question without answering. Fang Zilan was silent for a moment and said, "Believe it or not."
Wei Subaru suddenly smiled, and his usually empty light-colored pupils gained some inexplicable sparkle, "Someone has divined for me several times, and the results are always the same. He died under a random knife, and he didn't end well."
Fang Zilan's expression was dull, but Wei Subaru curled his lips and said indifferently: "The life of a soldier is just like this, and it cannot be known by divination. Master Fang, are you right?"
For a moment, Fang Zilan felt like she had a lump in her throat. She couldn't say a single word, but she couldn't utter a rebuttal either. They are all people who kill and fight. During their whole life in the army, if they are not wrapped in horse leather, they will be covered with a handful of loess.
She has heard these four words too many times. What does it matter whether he died under a knife or not?
She had too many worries and could not be as drunk as Wei Subaru, so when she saw these four words, she felt extremely heavy.
Wei Subaru did not insist on asking for answers, but just drank one glass after another.
Qi Yuming said in a deep voice: "Shangguan Min, if you don't stay in the house, what are you doing here?"
Fang Zilan's heart tightened. Shangguan Min was good at riding and shooting. If he had to fight with others at close range, he might not get much benefit.
Shangguan Min didn't answer, and Leng Feng started arguing again, leaving no one with a chance to speak.
As time went by, the swords and swords outside the house became more and more intense, and the sound of fighting soon attracted Deputy General Cao, who also joined the battle.
Fang Zilan listened attentively. Both sides were not weak and it was difficult to tell the difference.
However, as time passed, one party was clearly in a weak position and was losing ground, and had already retreated to her door.
"How could it be?" Awan looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief. It was obvious that she also heard that Qi Yuming, Shangguan Min and Deputy General Cao were at a disadvantage.
Fang Zilan looked solemn, "It's the person under Lu Tang."
"Then they..." Awan clenched her fists involuntarily, and Fang Zilan shook her head slightly, "They can't last long. Awan, I have to go out."
Awan turned away and looked outside the room, "But if you look like this, going out is tantamount to death. It's better..."
"A Wan." Fang Zilan interrupted A Wan in a deep voice, "I know you have a way."
"Are you really desperate for your life?" Awan turned around suddenly, his face was bloodless, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Do you know that if this continues, even the Great Luo Immortal won't be able to save you!"
"I don't ask too much, just restoring your strength is enough." Fang Zilan reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth, "Awan, give me the acupuncture."
Awan bit her lips tightly, "How can you beat him if you only regain your strength?"
But Fang Zilan still curled her lips and smiled calmly, "Awan, didn't I tell you before? I am the most powerful person in the world next to you."
Awan looked at the firm look in her eyes and the smile on her face that was as light as a flower in the snow and would dissipate the next moment. As if she was bewitched by something, she stopped talking and concentrated on giving her acupuncture.
Until someone hit the door hard, and the person's voice sounded again, "Since we are each our own masters, we can only offend."
Before he finished speaking, the door opened suddenly.
Fang Zilan stood by the door and smiled, "Since you are here for me, how can I not see you?"
Before Qi Yuming, Shangguan Min and Vice General Cao had time to react, the attacker's sword had already stabbed Fang Zilan.
She dodged and separated her from the visitor with a stroke of the plum sword in her hand. In an instant, the two of them exchanged places.
The moonlight in the courtyard was bright, the stars were dim, and fine snowflakes fell from the sky with the wind. After a while, a thin blanket of snowflakes was spread on the ground.
Fang Zilan's long body stood on the snow in the courtyard, her shadow stretched very long.
She tilted her head slightly and pursed her lips tightly. She looked so lonely and cold that no one dared to look at her.
"You come to avenge Lu Tang, just come to me, it has nothing to do with anyone else." She said, casually holding a sword flower in her hand, the plum sword in her hand shone coldly under the moonlight, "You and I have a fight, if I lose You take this life. But if you lose, you will have to listen to my orders from now on."
"Arrogant." The visitor snorted disdainfully, raised his sword and came towards Fang Zilan, every move was merciless, and the fatal sword moves made the other three people in the courtyard tremble with fear.
However, Fang Zilan never faced the enemy head-on. She kept retreating and dodging, making the visitor gradually lose her composure. The sword danced so airtight that it could not completely cover her.
Although Fang Zilan's movement was flexible, he still inevitably suffered a loss in the fierce pursuit of such a fast sword master. There were sword wounds on his arms and legs, which made people worried.
The visitor obviously also noticed that Fang Zilan was not strong enough, and the moves became more and more dangerous and went straight for her throat. The movements were so fast that even Qi Yuming on the side had no time to stop her, so he had to yell, "Be careful!"
Sooner or later, a sheet of smoke suddenly appeared under the moon, obscuring everyone's sight. Only the blood was like dots of red plums falling on the snow from the smoke, and turned into blood flowers, which were a little red. Dazzling.
