"Since the princess is unwell, what are you waiting for?" Mu Chuji raised his hand, and a guard came forward and listened to his instructions: "Go and ask for the imperial doctor, and follow the prince and the prince's wife..."
"It seems that His Highness Prince Qi is unwilling to make a convenience." Fang Zilan interrupted Mu Chuji coldly, still looking frail, but his temperament was completely different from before.
Mu Chuji's expression froze, and a playful look flashed in his eyes, "If I don't want to, what will happen to the prince's wife?"
Fang Zilan did not answer, but turned to Murong Xun and said, "Your Majesty, I can lend you your token."
"Mrs. Crown Prince, what are you going to do?" Mu Chuji's expression changed imperceptibly. Murong Xun also shook his head gently and signaled Fang Zilan with his eyes not to act rashly.
"Your Majesty has always been prudent and would not do anything like breaking into the palace with the royal palace token. But I am different." Fang Zilan curled her lips, her expression almost arrogant, "My newly married husband is in the palace. If If you can’t see them, you won’t be able to sleep or eat well.”
After she said that, she suddenly leaned over and pulled Murong Xun up from the ground. At the same time, she quickly took away the token from his waist, "Your Majesty, this token is considered stolen by me. When I return home, I will kill him." If you want to be punished, please do as you please."
Murong Xun looked shocked, thinking that he had been on the battlefield for most of his life, what kind of master had he never seen before, but now he was easily lifted up by a weak and weak woman without saying a word, and was even taken away without the ability to fight back. Personalized token.
This Miss Fang San is not only not as useless as the rumors say, but she is also not as helpless as she seems on the surface. She can even be said to be unfathomable...
Mu Chuji on the side was even more stunned, "Mrs. Crown Prince, you..."
Fang Zilan ignored the two people who were stunned, walked straight to the palace gate with the token, and said to the guards: "You have seen clearly, why don't you let me go quickly?"
"Wait a minute." Mu Chuji looked stern, "You have all heard that the crown prince's wife's token was stolen and does not count."
"Whether it counts or not depends on His Highness King Qi's decision." Fang Zilan never looked back, still holding up the token and locked in a stalemate with the guard guarding the door.
Mu Chuji looked at Murong Xun as if asking for help, but saw that he was hesitant. Just as he was about to say a few words of advice, Fang Zilan seemed to have lost his patience and barged in with a token in hand.
Seeing this, Mu Chuji clenched his hands into fists and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Zhongzheng Crown Prince broke into the palace with evil intentions. Let me capture her."
"I wonder who dares?" Murong Xun stopped in front of Mu Chuji, showing his full power. Although his hair was all white, he still looked like the Miluo God of War, who was popular in the world back then. The god could block the killing god, and the Buddha could block the killing of the Buddha. He was invincible. Invincible.
Mu Chuji's lips moved, and the private address blurted out, "Sir... what are you doing?"
"Your Highness, King Qi, if anything happens to Qing'er, I will never forgive myself in this life." Murong Xun said and bowed, "As a father, I hope your Highness will be considerate."
Mu Chuji's veins popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, if I had known before, back then..."
"Your Highness, please be careful with your words." Murong Xun stood up straight, as tall as a pine, "Loyalty to the Palace, loyalty to the Mu family, and loyalty to Miluo will never change."
After he finished speaking, he saw Fang Zilan's figure disappearing, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Get out of the way." Fang Zilan held the palace token all the way, but it was not unimpeded. However, she still broke in and arrived in front of the Wuji Palace.
A woman held her hand and asked timidly: "Aunt Zhen, where are you?"
The woman she called Aunt Zhen looked at her intently, until she was frightened. After an unknown amount of time, she finally said, "Does Xiaolan like my Tian'er?"
She did not answer, and the woman continued talking to herself, "Xiaolan, Tian'er is your only destiny. Tian'er's queen can only be you, do you know? In this life, you can only love him and protect him. Understand?"
As the woman spoke, she had an almost crazy look on her face. She seemed to be afraid and wanted to throw away the woman's hand. However, she was too young and not strong enough, so she was pulled tighter by the woman. She shouted "No" loudly, but she couldn't. No one paid any attention to her.
Then the dream changed again, with apricot flowers and smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. She held an oil-paper umbrella and said to the trembling children hugging each other: "From today on, I, Zixiu, will protect you. If anyone hurts you at all, , I will definitely return ten points."
"Sister Xiu!" The child's crying continued, but it was already another scene.
She frowned and took out a pack of golden plum blossoms from her arms and threw it away, "Take it for yourself and don't bother me."
Another lazy voice sounded, "How can you coax a child like this?"
"I saved you all just out of kindness. If I get annoyed one day, I might kill you all." She raised her eyebrows, her expression casual and indifferent.
"Just kill, you are the one who saved your life anyway. Every day you have lived for the past few years has been earned." The man seemed to have brought a medicine bottle over and untied her belt without any explanation, " Apply medicine."
She raised her head, but she couldn't see the speaker's face clearly. She could only hear the voice muttering in a broken voice, "Why is this little brat from the Xiahou family so cruel? He almost broke his bones."
"It doesn't matter if you are cruel, aren't they all killed by me?" She said with a hint of regret in her expression, "It's a pity that Xia Houyan didn't come. I originally wanted to see what the Xiahou family's sharpest knife looks like. "
"Even if I come, I will die by your sword. It's better not to come." The speaker was not angry, so she asked, "Why must he be the one who dies?"
"Don't you just spell ruthless to kill?" The speaker's voice was a little lower, "Zixiu, I have never seen anyone more desperate than you. Do you want to destroy yourself?"
She did not answer, but changed her voice and said, "Make me three more golden plum blossoms. When I kill those three people, I will come and get them."
"Zixiu, that's the Xiahou family. If you offend them, you won't get any good." The speaker seemed to be anxious, but she didn't care. "I will do whatever the young master orders. This is the rule."
"Then if your young master wants your life one day, how will you deal with it?" The speaker's tone of hatred made her laugh out loud.
At the end, she wrote lightly: "If he really wants it, then give it to him."
The dream was spinning again and again. She pointed at a tablet and looked at Ji Ningtian intently, "Are you still lying in front of Aunt Zhen?"
"Lan'er, I have never lied to you, why bother..." As soon as Ji Ningtian's argument came out, she was interrupted, "If you want to marry Princess Rongan, kill me."
"Lan'er, who else can I marry besides you?" Ji Ningtian took a step forward, pulled out her plum sword and put it on the side of her neck, "If you don't believe me, why not kill me."
