Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1394: Working Together

"Miss Honghe, with Ji Ningtian's temper, why do you think he still lets Zixiu do whatever she wants?" Zhen Mier's eyes were gloomy. "And the Wheel King Chu Bin, why did he follow Zixiu into the ghost gate?"

Hong He pursed her lips, "Zi Xiu... and you, who are you?"

"The Zhen family of Qianjinfang—Zhen Mier." Zhen Mier restrained her expression, "The daughter of Zhen Mingxuan, the former owner of Cangjian Villa."

"Are the rumors true?" Hong He's eyes were filled with disbelief. Zhen Mi'er opened her red lips and said, "Miss Hong He, where do you think this rumor came from?"

"It was Qianjinfang..." Honghe suddenly reacted, "The Cangjian Villa was wiped out. Could it be that it wasn't Zixiu who did it?"

"Ji Ningtian will not let anyone who knows Zixiu's true identity live." Zhen Mier looked at Hong He steadily, "Do you really want to know?"

"As long as we can die knowingly, it's no big deal." Hong He slowly put down the dagger, pushed Ming Xiang in front of Zhen Mi'er, and shouted to the outside of the door: "Stop it."

The second in command and his men stopped, Wan Jun also stopped his moves, and entered the hall in a flash. He walked to Zhen Mi'er with concern, "Mi'er, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Zhen Mier shook her head and patted Wan Jun's arm soothingly, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

Hong He looked at the two people who were in deep love, her sight fell on Wan Jun's snow-white robe. He had just been in a fierce battle for a while, and apart from some dust on the corners of his clothes, there was no flaw on him. He was indeed a master.

However, no matter how powerful a kung fu master is, he is only one person.

Her brother Hongtai once told her that when facing a master, one must take things slowly. This is true for everything, and the only thing that matters is who can survive to the end.

Being strong for a while is not difficult. Being strong for a lifetime is the real skill.

However, didn’t the General Zhenbei and King Pingnan of the previous dynasty, who had been powerful all his life, end up with a tragic ending of being buried in the deep sea of ​​Yue?

The second in command followed Wan Jun and hurried over. "How is it? Did you find out anything?" He suppressed his voice, but could not hide his anxiety.

Hong He shook her head, turned and walked to the door, ordered her men to retreat, then reached out and closed the door tightly.

"Miss Honghe, do you really have to know?" Zhen Mier looked at the straight and slender figure with a look of reluctance, "Once you know, there's no turning back."

Hong He turned around, leaned her back against the door, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Miss Zhen, can I still turn back?"

She paused as she spoke, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes, "Right now, my husband Yin Quanzhang is probably dead, and my brother is also in an uncertain state of life and death. Feiling Mountain is all relying on me, so I should make the right decision."

Zhen Mier's expression was murky and unclear, "Miss Honghe, sometimes the truth does not mean right."

"But we can't just turn a blind eye to it." Hong He said with determination, word by word, "I don't want to be kept in the dark forever and be used by others until I die."

"If you have made up your mind..." Zhen Mier took a deep breath, "Zi Xiu is the real Princess Wuqing, the daughter of General Zhenbei, Prince Pingnan and Madam Qin Ji."

It was as if a huge rock fell, knocking Hong He and the second in command unable to move for a long time. After a long time, they woke up as if from a dream, and asked in a whisper, "Are you telling the truth?" The words were almost spoken in unison, but they were hesitant, revealing the owner's complex emotions.

The next moment, Hong He and the second in command spoke again at the same time, but they said completely different things -

"If Zi Xiu is the real Princess Wu Qing, then who is the Princess Wu Qing in the capital?"

"This is impossible! This is simply nonsense and unreasonable!"

Obviously, the person who raised the question was Hong He, and the person who refused to believe it was the second in command. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

If what Zhen Mier said was true, then what they had done over the years was a huge joke. They thought they were supporting Princess Wuqing, but in fact, they were just being deceived by Ji Ningtian and moved themselves.

All the things like bearing humiliation and making compromises were just fig leaves for the struggle for power and profit. Now they are torn off together with the others, exposing them nakedly in front of the public.

As a result, they became insignificant abandoned pawns, and Ji Ningtian also revealed his true colors. However, this power struggle is still going on and will never end.

"Lord Fang, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing much to say at this point." Mr. Zuo looked calm, as if he was not the person on trial.

"I haven't asked yet, how do you know there is nothing to say?" Fang Zilan smiled faintly and changed the subject, "I asked an old acquaintance of yours to see you off for the last time."

Mr. Zuo frowned slightly and listened to Fang Zilan talking to herself: "Since you are sure that you planned this to avenge Miss Yun Shu, the daughter of the master family Yun, then I think you have a close relationship with the Yun family. I just wonder what your relationship is with Miss Yun Shu's husband, the loyal and upright prince Murong Qing?"

Mr. Zuo said casually, "We are just acquaintances. Why does Lord Fang want to involve an innocent person?"

"Innocent person?" Fang Zilan repeated these four words, smiling even more. "Mr. Zuo, I will arrest you after doing some investigation. As far as I know, you are half of Prince Zhongzheng's teacher, right?"

Mr. Zuo pursed his lips, and Fang Zilan continued, "You said you wanted to use Master Leyuan to worsen the relationship between Dajing and Dirong, and use Dajing to eliminate Dirong. But whether it was what Miagu did or what the Persian envoys said, they were all targeting Master Leyuan. Isn't your real purpose to use Master Leyuan as a guide to disrupt the situation in Dajing?"

"I have already pleaded guilty, why do you have to say more, Lord Fang?" Mr. Zuo said indifferently, "You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."

"I haven't finished speaking. Mr. Zuo is too impatient." Fang Zilan said as she leaned over and coughed a few times. She felt severe pain all over her body and she squatted on the ground involuntarily.

Wei Mao brought a glass of water to her hand and whispered, "Master Fang, I am here now, so you don't have to rush."

"It's okay..." Fang Zilan took a sip of water, steadied her breath, and then stood up with the help of Wei Mao. She said word by word: "If Dajing is in chaos, who will benefit? Mr. Zuo will not tell me that it is Di Rong's tribe, right?"

Wei Mao heard her hidden meaning, but he was skeptical about her accusation against Miluo. Not to mention that the loyal and upright prince Murong Qing was now a hostage in Dajing and dared not act rashly. How could he have the courage to participate in such a plan at such a young age?

Once the incident happened, Murong Qing would be the first to bear the brunt and would inevitably die, and his family in Miluo would also be implicated. The Miluo royal family was already wary of his father, Prince Zhongzheng, and they still felt it was not enough after suppressing him in every way, suffering from a lack of reason to completely eradicate him. Wouldn't he be giving the Miluo royal family a good reason by doing this?