"The new emperor of Miluo sent someone to deliver new peace negotiation conditions." Zhuge Yu's expression was dark and unclear, "The general conditions have not changed, but one has been added."
"What?" Fang Zilan asked subconsciously. Zhuge Yu lowered his eyes and said, "Send Prince Zhongzheng's son Murong Qing to the capital as a hostage."
Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Isn't this condition too specific to Murong Xun? Can he agree?"
"Murong Xun complained that he was ill. I didn't see him at the banquet just now." Zhuge Yu sighed lightly, "If you add this, sincerity will be enough, and other conditions cannot be too demanding."
Fang Zilan frowned slightly, "The new emperor of Miluo is really cruel, isn't he afraid that Murong Xun will be forced to rebel?"
"Not to mention Murong Xun, this condition itself is a hot potato." Zhuge Yu pursed his thin lips tightly, "Once Murong Qing enters our capital, what will happen in the future..."
He did not continue, but Fang Zilan's heart tightened. If Murong Qing had any trouble in Dajing in the future, it would not only solve Mu Churui's major problem, but also give Miluo an excuse to send troops.
"It seems that Sister Lan has also thought of it." Zhuge Yu's expression darkened, and Fang Zilan nodded, "But the current peace negotiation conditions..."
"This is the best we can get at the moment." Zhuge Yu calmed his expression and said, "I have sent a letter back. Everything is decided by your Majesty."
"No matter what, we tried our best." Fang Zilan breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's it, let's leave it to fate."
"Sister Lan, do you believe in destiny?" Zhuge Yu suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and Fang Zilan also smiled, "Of course I don't believe it. What I believe is that my destiny is determined by me and not by nature."
"If you really have it up to you, why do you think that every Mid-Autumn Festival..." Zhuge Yu was interrupted by Fang Zilan impatiently when he was halfway through his words, "A Yu, you really don't want to open any pot."
"After the peace talks are over, if there are no accidents, Dajing will be able to maintain stability for at least ten years." Zhuge Yu's smile became even brighter, "I think Sister Lan will be able to spend every holiday in the future happily."
"I accept your auspicious words." Fang Zilan said as if remembering something, and asked: "Ah Yu, you said that the incense in Baiye Temple is strong, is it really that effective? If it is really effective, why is your wish for peace in the world, sea, Qinghe, and the world? It still hasn’t happened yet?”
"The so-called wish comes from the heart, and we hope to become a king in the dying moon. If it doesn't last for many years, how can we call it a wish?" Zhuge Yu raised his eyebrows and raised his lips with a wide smile, "I can afford to wait, and I will definitely see Hai Qinghe in my lifetime. The world is at peace."
"Yes, if it can be realized easily, what is your wish?" Fang Zilan muttered in a low voice, and Zhuge Yu couldn't help but ask: "Sister Lan, what is your wish?"
"Mo Han is dead." Fang Zilan ignored Li Qiyou's shock and said sternly: "Li Qiyou, the person you shot was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han."
"I..." Li Qiyou lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.
The moment the arrow was shot, he was completely stunned and his mind went blank. After finally reacting, what he thought was that he actually killed Xu Yi.
For him, killing was not the first time. He had also killed enemies on the battlefield and dealt a heavy blow to the barbarians, but now he was in the capital. On the stage of the New Year's social opera, he accidentally killed an innocent court official...
Later, in the chaos, he saw Awan walking quickly, and then he realized that the person under the mask was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han.
With a quick glance, he was taken away in the chaos. Doubt and guilt dragged him along the way, making him almost collapse.
On the one hand, he suspected that his eyesight was wrong. How could Mo Han appear on the stage of the New Year's social opera. However, he was too impressed by that glance, and since Awan was the first one to rush over, he could no longer deceive himself.
On the other hand, he could not explain his unexplained feelings towards Fang Zilan, and he also had a certain affection for Mo Han. When the Yue Kingdom Palace was raided, he specifically asked about the whereabouts of everyone in the mansion. After learning that After Mo Han went to Xu Mansion, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Xu family has a good reputation and will be treated well...
"Li Qiyou, I think there is nothing inappropriate in my treatment of you. I even saved your life in the northern border." Fang Zilan said angrily: "But I have never relied on kindness to repay you, and I have never asked you to do anything. What's going on, but how do you treat me?"
When she talked about her excitement, she couldn't help but cough a few times, took a breath, and continued: "When you invited me to perform in the New Year's social drama, I suffered all kinds of attacks, but I never complained about you. If you say that you There are discords between us, and the biggest reason is that you asked for marriage but I rejected you, but if you hold a grudge because of this, even if you come for me, why do you want to kill Mo Han?"
"I didn't!" Li Qiyou panicked and pressed Fang Zilan's shoulders with both hands. "I didn't know he was Mo Han at all. I thought he was Xu Yi, and someone jumped at me..."
"You don't know?" Fang Zilan pushed away Li Qiyou's hand in disgust, "You are responsible for preparing the New Year's social opera. Except for the props, which are in charge of the etiquette department, you can do everything. How could you not know about everything else?"
Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but before the rebuttal came out, he heard Fang Zilan say: "What's more, Mo Han is not a martial arts student, but every move he performed in the New Year's Society Opera was not a day's work. If he hadn't already done it in a day, Premeditated, how could he appear on stage instead of Xu Yi?"
"It was Xu Yi during the rehearsal. I really don't know why today..." Before Li Qiyou could finish his words, he froze in place, as if struck by lightning.
Speaking of which, it had been weird for a long time, but he only realized it now...
"What did you remember?" Fang Zilan grabbed Li Qiyou's collar and muttered: "Xu Yi was ill a few days ago and was unable to rehearse the New Year's social drama until the costumes and masks were ready and sent to everyone. He showed up on the second day at the house. But he was wearing a costume and a mask. No matter what others said, he never took it off. I didn't care at the time. Unexpectedly, he fell ill again after returning. Originally, I was worried that he could not On stage..."
"That's enough." Fang Zilan intercepted Li Qiyou's last words, her voice trembling violently, "Do you know it's wrong now? It's too late, Mo Han is already dead."
Li Qiyou held Fang Zilan's wrist, "I killed Mo Han, and I will be responsible to the end."
"What are you responsible for?" Fang Zilan gritted his teeth and said: "I just want you to pay for your life, are you willing?"
Hearing this, Li Qiyou slowly let go of his hand and said solemnly: "If I can relieve the hatred in your heart, I will be willing to do so."
"Okay, this is what you said." Before Fang Zilan finished speaking, she had already pulled out the dagger from her sleeve and pointed it straight at Li Qiyou's chest.
