Fang Zilan's hand holding the knife tightened, Hongtai pinched Fu Congnan's neck and comforted her: "Don't listen to Fu Congnan's nonsense, his people don't have the courage..."
"That's fine." Fang Zilan suddenly interrupted Hongtai, threw the knife back to him, and said with a cold smile: "If Fang Chongzheng has any shortcomings today, no one will be able to walk out alive."
It was an understatement, but it was filled with indescribable spookiness and horror, sending shivers down one's spine.
Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Zhuge Yu tugged on his sleeve, signaling him not to act rashly, lest he add fuel to the fire.
So everyone came back to the hall with their own secrets. However, unexpectedly, it was as if nothing had happened in the hall. The banquet was not over, the song was not finished, and the Nanting actors were still babbling on the stage, singing the eternal romance.
Too normal, but it seems weird. Fang Zilan soon realized something was wrong. Except for Fang Chongzheng, who was pouring and drinking by himself, looking at himself leisurely and contentedly, everyone else's expressions were ashen, like puppets on strings, and even their movements were indescribably stiff.
Fu Congnan didn't expect that there would be such a scene in the hall, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After a while, the opera came to an end, and there was silence in the hall. You could hear the drop of a needle. Only Fang Chongzheng raised his palms and sighed: "What a knock on the mountain and the tiger, what a beast in clothes."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan's expression froze. If the first half of the sentence refers to her, then the second half refers to all the adults present today...
Sure enough, Fu Congnan couldn't help but said: "Fang Chongzheng, you are just a commoner now. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant..."
"In that case, why didn't General Fu take action?" Fang Chongzheng glanced at Fu Congnan who was standing by the door, his expression indifferent, as if he was talking about an unrelated matter, "Why didn't they take action?"
This sentence made Fu Congnan angry and shouted: "Fang Chongzheng, they don't dare, do you think I don't dare too? Someone..."
"Let's see who dares!" Fang Zilan flashed past and stood in front of Fang Chongzheng. At the same time, Hongtai grabbed Fu Congnan's throat again, making him unable to make a sound.
"Lan'er, aren't you afraid that General Fu will die together?" Fang Chongzheng's voice came from behind Fang Zilan. She didn't look back and said in a cold voice: "As long as I'm here, there will never be such a thing as a stone. The person who will die will only be him. .”
Fang Chongzheng chuckled, but there was no follow-up. Instead, he changed his voice almost abruptly, "Twilight has passed and it is getting dark."
This short sentence made Fang Zilan's heart sink, and she unconsciously turned her head slightly and looked over.
As Fang Chongzheng said, dusk was closing in and the sky was already dark, but there were no lights outside the hall, only the candlelight inside was weak.
"Fu Congnan, let me make a deal with you." Fang Zilan heard her own voice and said word by word: "You let them out, and I will stay."
"No." Hongtai suddenly said, but Fang Zilan was indifferent, still looking at Fu Congnan and said: "How about it, do you agree?"
"I disagree." Fu Congnan refused simply, with unspeakable sarcasm in his voice, "Miss Fang San, you only thought of negotiating a deal with me when you saw that you couldn't escape. You are so insincere..."
"Lan'er is sincere enough." Fang Chongzheng intercepted Fu Congnan's last words, "General Fu, before you refused, she originally planned to leave you a way to survive."
"What do you mean?" There was a hint of vigilance in Fu Congnan's eyes, but she saw Awan's figure beside Fang Zilan at some point. She handed over a package, "Here, I'll leave it to you."
Fang Zilan reached out to take it and took out the thing inside. It was a sword, an unforgettable sword with plum branches wrapped around the handle.
"My lords here, if you don't want to die, keep your mouth shut and leave immediately. I can pretend that I haven't seen you today." Fang Zilan said, took a step forward with his sword, saluted Li Qiyou and said, "Your Majesty, please help me." They get out."
"Fang Zilan, do you know what you are doing?" Zhuge Yu stopped Li Qiyou and said sternly: "Isn't the fire in Zuiyue Tower burning bright enough? Isn't Fang Lihui's injury serious enough? Do you want to burn the entire Fang Lihui down? Will everyone pay for it?"
"This is my business." Fang Zilan pursed her lips tightly, "Ayu, if you still want to have some friendship with me, take good care of Fang's family for me and take them out..."
"Fang Zilan..." Zhuge Yu wanted to say something more, but he heard Fang Zitong scream: "I won't leave! Fang Zilan, if you don't leave, I won't leave."
"Second sister, what nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Zilan killed the soldier who was quietly approaching in the dark with one sword. She held a sword flower in her hand and shook off the blood. "If you stay here, I will have scruples about killing people. More Besides, Fang Lihui still needs your care."
"Miss Fang San, where do you think my house is?" Fu Congnan saw Fang Zilan kill one person with one sword effortlessly, his heart pounded, but his face remained calm and he said: "Today, none of you can even think about..."
"General!" An anxious voice interrupted Fu Congnan's words. Soldiers rushed in, followed by a heavy knock on the door.
"Who is so bold and dares to break into my house?" Fu Congnan frowned, and the soldier hurriedly said: "It's from Miluo... The Zhongzheng Prince of Miluo is here!"
"Murong Qing?" Fu Congnan frowned even more tightly, "What is he here for?"
"The Crown Prince said..." Before the soldier could tell the story, he heard a loud clang, and the door of the mansion was knocked down.
Soldiers holding high torches filed in, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime. Murong Qing walked to the front of the hall, stopped, and said loudly: "Murong Qing, the Zhongzheng Crown Prince of Miluo, is here to take his wife home."
Not only Fu Congnan but also Fang Zilan were stunned by this battle.
Murong Qing was Miluo's hostage sent to the capital, but he openly led troops on the territory of the capital, and even broke into the general's palace to demand people. Are you tired of living?
"It's the Silver Armor Army." Zhuge Yu's voice suddenly sounded, like a thunderous explosion, leaving everyone present unable to react for a long time.
The Silver Armor Army was an army personally trained by Murong Xun, the Zhongzheng King of Miluo. It had killed many people and was frightening. But after Murong Xun sealed the sword, the Silver Armor Army disappeared.
Even though Murong Xun was forced to send troops to the capital before, he never brought the Silver Armor Army with him. But now, this army appeared in full view of the public, without any cover-up.
For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Zilan. She was still standing with her sword in hand, not relaxing at all.
"General Fu, please hand over my wife, otherwise..." Murong Qing's voice gradually deepened, and the silver-armored troops in the courtyard said in unison: "Anyone who dares to touch Crown Prince Zhongzheng's wife will be killed without mercy."
