Meng Tingyang took the order and left. Within a moment, Awan rushed over in a hurry, "Your Majesty, this is..."
Her words stopped abruptly when she saw Murong Qing. The person in front of her was sitting on the main seat, but his expression was as sinister as she had ever seen.
So she subconsciously took two steps back and bumped into Meng Tingyang behind her. It was like a wall, blocking all her escape routes. It was too late to run.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to do?" Awanwu composed himself, stood firm, and glared angrily.
"What I want to do depends on you, Miss Awan..." Murong Qing deliberately prolonged his voice, "What can you do for me."
Awan instinctively felt the danger, but still asked: "What do you mean?"
"Fang Zilan wants to die, do you know?" Murong Qing said bluntly, A Wan pursed her lips and nodded: "I know."
Murong Qing looked at the man in front of him who was trembling slightly but still straightening his spine, and softened his tone, "Do you want Fang Zilan to die?"
"Of course not." Awan answered quickly, "Which doctor is willing to watch his patient die?"
Hearing this, Murong Qing chuckled softly, "Just for this reason?"
Awan shuddered, but her words were like water being poured out, so she could only say firmly: "Otherwise, what's the reason?"
"As expected of Fang Zilan, she is as good at lying as she is." Murong Qing snorted coldly, "I will only say the following words once, please listen clearly."
"What..." As soon as A Wanfu started, he was interrupted by Murong Qing, "I want you to testify for Fang Zilan to protect her life and the life of your master Wen Ya."
A Wan was stunned for a moment, and Murong Qing continued talking on his own, "You don't have to rush to refuse, one for two, it's not a loss."
Awan's hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched into fists. She had too many doubts in her heart, such as how Murong Qing could save her life with Fang Zilan's stubborn temper, and what was the meaning of saving Wen Ya's life...
Seeing Awan's silence, Murong Qing did not speak again, but poured himself a cup of tea, showing his rare patience.
"What testimony do you want me to testify?" Awan finally couldn't help but ask after hearing her own voice.
"Can I acquiesce to..." Murong Qing put down the tea cup in his hand and looked calmly, "Miss Awan agreed?"
"Whether I agree or not, I have to wait until the prince makes it clear..." Before Awan could finish his words, he was intercepted by Murong Qing, "I will not tell you in detail until you agree."
He paused as he spoke, "This is for your own good. If you don't want to testify, it's better not to know too much."
However, Awan seemed not to understand what Murong Qing said and asked directly: "Is it related to Linjia Village?"
Murong Qing raised his eyebrows and motioned for Awan to continue, then she said: "I know Lin Jian is here. The only intersection between him and Fang Zilan is Linjia Village."
"Miss Awan, you are very smart." Murong Qing said with a hint of approval in his eyes, "In that case, you should know how to do it."
"It's a pity that there are things in the Lin family village that I don't know about." Awan bit her lips tightly, "Back then in the village, I was recuperating due to illness, so I wasn't always with Fang Zilan, but Lin Jian..."
"Miss Awan, it's not difficult to get a pawn like Lin Jian to testify." Murong Qing's expression turned cold and he said word by word, "The hard thing is to get the world to believe his words."
He picked up the teacup again and toyed with it carelessly, "A little escort leader who travels around, even if he is not a cunning person, is still a smooth person. His words have no credibility in the eyes of the world. What's more, he is doing it for himself. Therefore, I have to speak to the Duke of Yue first."
"Then will everyone in the world believe what I say?" Awan looked stern, "I am a medical woman from the Duke of Xian Yue's palace. As a so-called loyal servant and protector of the Lord, no one in the world will believe me."
"I know." Murong Qing nodded, "It's just that, Miss Awan, do you think the testimony of Duke Xian Yue's resurrection from the dead or your testimony is more likely to cause an uproar and be clinging to, thus putting the cart before the horse?" ?”
As he spoke, he emphasized every word until he reached the last word, then casually threw the teacup on the table. A heavy sound sounded like a knock, which shocked Awan.
She understood the implication of Murong Qing's words. Once Fang Zilan stood up to testify, it would most likely be used by someone with ulterior motives to divert everyone's attention to the Duke of Xian Yue who was not dead at all. What you did doesn't matter anymore.
Fang Zilan must have realized this a long time ago, but she still had to stand up just to fight for justice.
No matter how slim or even hopeless this justice is.
"I promise you." Awan said in a deep voice, "But you must also promise me to save the lives of Fang Zilan and my master. If not, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost."
"It's easy to say." Murong Qing's eyes were obviously confident, and Awan gritted his teeth and said, "The prince is really confident."
After saying that, she was about to leave, but was stopped again by Meng Tingyang, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Murong Qing said quietly: "Miss Awan, if it is true as you said, the only people who know what happened in the Lin family village back then are Fang Zilan and Lin Jian, right?"
"What exactly happened in the Lin Family Village back then, and how much I know, it has nothing to do with the Crown Prince." Awan turned her head and looked at Murong Qing, her eyes sharp, "Since I promised the Crown Prince, I will definitely do it. As for Fang Zilan And Lin Jian..."
She paused for a moment and then said: "If the prince dares to involve them, I will regret it."
"Miss Awan, are you threatening me?" Murong Qing chuckled. Awan turned around and looked at him steadily, "This is not a threat. If it was a threat, I would say - put you, the crown prince Drag it down."
"What did you say?" Murong Qing laughed hoarsely, and Awan curled her lips, "I have been with Fang Zilan for these years, and I know what it means to walk on thin ice. I have even seen with my own eyes how the ice cracked and how she was trapped in it. , there is no way to escape. Prince, do you want to give it a try?"
Seeing Murong Qing's face look like frost and snow, Ah Wan's smile became even brighter, "I'm afraid that the ice under your feet won't help..."
"Miss Awan, I won't touch Fang Zilan, and now for her sake, I won't touch Lin Jian." Murong Qing intercepted what Awan was saying and said coldly: "But you, if you don't want to cooperate, I may not do anything to you."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Awan's reaction, he added: "And by then, Fang Zilan will not find out that it was me who did it."
Ah Wan's heart sank, her smile froze at the corner of her lips, Murong Qing smiled when she saw this, "Miss Ah Wan, you heard me right, I am threatening you."
