"After enduring the long winter, beautiful flowers will bloom." Fang Zilan couldn't help but stretched out her hand and held the high priest's trembling wrist, "It's a good name."
"Yes..." The corners of the high priest's lips raised slightly, "This flower is given to you. You can make it into a sachet and wear it next to you, and you will treat it as her..."
She didn't say any more, and changed her voice almost abruptly, "Don't blame her. If you weren't about to die, your soul wouldn't be summoned. So, even if you don't live for her, you have to live a good life again." Come back."
She pursed her lips as she spoke, and said rather unnaturally: "If you want to blame me, I have nothing to defend myself. After all, I did have selfish motives and taught her such taboo techniques as summoning spirits."
Selfishly? Fang Zilan secretly sighed in her heart. From the moment she heard the sentence "My heart is trapped", she almost guessed that the high priest and the original Fang Zilan were probably the same type of people.
However, the former is imprisoned by fate, and the latter is bound by love. They are both people who willingly put themselves into the cage.
"I don't blame you." Fang Zilan took the honeysuckle from the high priest's hand and cherished it. "Although I am here out of necessity, you are right, I am not completely used."
She paused and turned her face slightly, avoiding the gaze of the high priest. "To this day, it is my own choice to go this way. I have no regrets, and you...don't make it difficult for yourself."
"Don't you regret it?" The high priest repeated the word noncommittally, then calmly said, "Anyway, thank you very much."
"I don't think I have done anything worthy of the high priest's gratitude." Fang Zilan looked back and looked at the person in front of her steadily. Her face was calm and calm, as if the gaffe just now was an unreal illusion. .
The high priest did not answer, but changed his voice and said: "Prince Zhongzheng is not an easy person. Even if you save him, he may not be grateful to you."
"It turns out that the high priest knew this a long time ago." Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Then why did you marry Tao Zhiwei into Prince Zhongzheng's palace and watch her lose her life?"
The high priest was silent for a moment and whispered: "I can't help it. As for Zhiwei, it was her choice. The Tao family has been weak for many years, and each generation has been worse than the last. If they don't agree to this marriage, how can they survive?"
As she said something, she suddenly remembered something and sighed softly, "Isn't it the same for you? If it weren't for the Fang family, would you marry into Prince Zhongzheng's palace? Who can really let go of family, bloodline, and power?"
"The Fang family has protected me more than once, and I want to pay it back at least once." Fang Zilan looked indifferent, "What's more, such a marriage in name only is beneficial to me."
The high priest couldn't help but ask: "Do you really think so in your heart?"
Fang Zilan responded unceremoniously: "High Priest, are you really okay with this?"
Hearing this, the high priest looked stern, "The ancestor of the Tao family was once the wood spirit envoy of the Yin Yang family. When the Yin Yang family overthrew the high priest and went into exile, he was saved. Therefore, the high priest promised that as long as she and her descendants survive, I will protect Tao for one day."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, until finally it was almost inaudible, "But I broke my promise."
"Is this why you turned a blind eye and allowed Murong Qing to do whatever he wanted?" Fang Zilan rubbed the honeysuckle in her hand, "Using the prophecy of destiny as an excuse, you just don't want people like Mu Churui to control Miluo..."
"The prophecy of destiny is not an excuse..." the high priest hurriedly retorted, but he only said half a sentence before he stopped abruptly. Even if the destiny prophecy is true, she cannot deny what Fang Zilan said, let alone admit it——
It turns out that the canary will also have selfish desires, use destiny prophecies to secretly use means, and then comfort itself, everything is inevitable.
"Mu Churui doesn't believe in the Yin Yang family. He will only use me as a puppet and use destiny prophecies to exclude dissidents." The high priest heard his own voice, which was extremely heavy, but he was more awake than ever. "As long as he is the leader of the country, Tao With Yin Jian's family in front, the Yin Yang family is struggling to survive."
She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth as she spoke every word, "I don't want to suffer through the long winters and finally watch the Yin Yang family disappear into ashes one day."
Fang Zilan remained silent, her eyes falling on the honeysuckle in her hand, honeysuckle...
But who doesn't know that if a knife is put on the head of a person, it will hurt yourself if it doesn't hurt others. How easy is it to survive the severe cold in winter?
"As of now, I don't ask for understanding." Before the high priest finished speaking, silver light flashed from his sleeves, and a dagger was already on the side of Fang Zilan's neck, "But Fang Zilan, if you dare to reveal even a word, I will fight with you. The fish dies and the net breaks.”
"Fight?" Fang Zilan didn't even frown, "How can the high priest fight with me? The Yin Yang family and the Fang family are evenly matched in Miluo and Dajing, so what's the point of fighting?"
The high priest's hand shook slightly, and the dagger almost cut the skin on the side of Fang Zilan's neck. "It seems that the rumors are true. The Fang family has left Beijing."
Fang Zilan raised her hand and held the high priest's wrist, and said calmly: "High Priest, has anyone ever taught you that your hands must be steady when killing people? Even more so when threatening."
"Fang Zilan, you..." The high priest's expression froze, and Fang Zilan smiled and said, "The high priest is so restless, but after seeing the situation of the Di Rong Wu clan..."
"Shut up!" The high priest interrupted Fang Zilan in a panic, "Di Rong is caught between the countries and is in a difficult situation. That's why the Wu family fell..."
"The high priest just now said - who can truly give up family, bloodline, and power? This is true, but all of these are attached to the country. To be precise, they are the people in power of the country." Fang Zilan stopped behind the high priest. Then, his expression became a bit colder, "In this regard, how good can Miluo be compared with Di Rong?"
The high priest opened his mouth, but no sound came out, so Fang Zilan continued, "Princess Erya of Di Rong sacrificed her life in an attempt to break away from Di Rong and find a way out for the Wu family. The reason why she did this , isn’t it because the former leader of Di Rong, Hatumu, never believed in the art of witchcraft and Gu, and regarded his clan as nothing?”
The high priest's hand holding the dagger tightened a little, and Fang Zilan felt her tightening, but his words were still ruthless, "But I think the high priest has seen the result." Mu Churui turned ruthless. , Di Rong was in turmoil, and all the blame was put on the Wu family, and they were so ruthless that no one in the Wu family was left alive..."
"That's enough." The high priest's voice trembled, "Fang Zilan, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I want to say that unless the high priest is the leader of Miluo." Fang Zilan looked sharp, "otherwise, the Yin Yang family will follow in the footsteps of the Wu family sooner or later."
