Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1566 Intervention

Fang Zitong's expression became more stern. "Murong Qing, Lan'er is now the wife of the Crown Prince of your Miluo Zhongzheng Palace. If anything happens to her, do you think His Majesty will let you go, and will let everyone in Zhongzheng Palace go?"

"Second Miss Fang, are you threatening me?" Murong Qing chuckled. "What a pity. I am the only one who can threaten others. How can anyone threaten me?"

Fang Zitong stood up and said word by word: "I understand what the prince means. Whether Lan'er lives or dies is up to our Fang family."

She turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by Murong Qing, "Second Miss Fang, please stay."

"What else does Prince want to say?" Fang Zitong stopped but did not look back.

"Second Miss Fang, although you are unwilling to give in, I am still willing to give you another chance." Murong Qing said coldly: "As far as I know, your father is not at home, otherwise you would not come to beg me."

Fang Zitong felt as if a cluster of ice crystals had grown on the soles of her feet, freezing her in place. She could hardly move and felt cold all over.

"Could it be that my information is wrong?" Murong Qing said, observing Fang Zitong's reaction. After a long while, she slowly turned around and said, "As long as the prince can get Miss Awan back from the Xiahou family and bring my father back to the Fang family..."

She paused, as if she had made a great decision, "No matter what the prince wants, I will agree to it."

Hearing this, Murong Qing smiled like a child who had succeeded in a prank, with innocent cruelty revealed in her pretty face, "Okay, as Second Miss Fang wishes."

He raised his hand after he finished speaking, and Meng Tingyang beside him took the order and left. Seeing this, Fang Zitong suddenly reacted, "Prince, did you know this a long time ago?"

Murong Qing smiled and said, "Second Miss Fang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Zitong took a step back in shock and bumped into the corner of the table. The pain made her shudder, but she was more sober than ever before. "Murong Qing, what do you want?"

"Second Miss Fang, please rest assured. I have no interest in your Fang family." Murong Qing casually took the teacup from the table and drank a few sips slowly before saying, "I will ask my wife for anything I want. Second Miss Fang, just tell my wife what I said."

Fang Zitong was silent for a moment, "What does the prince want to ask Lan'er for?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Murong Qing put the teacup back and said calmly, "I just want Madam to owe me one."

His tone was filled with a hint of melancholy. If he hadn't been so close, Fang Zitong would have almost thought she had misheard. "What did the prince say?"

"The Fang family started out as merchants, and they have always been well versed in business." Murong Qing looked at Fang Zitong steadily, "I personally think that human relationships and business are no different."

Fang Zitong frowned, with suspicion clearly on her face.

Murong Qing ignored Fang Zitong's reaction and continued to talk, "I owe her one, and she owes me one. Back and forth, we are entangled and can never be separated."

"What did you say?" Murong Qing was obviously stunned. Xie Chen, who had heard everything Fang Zilan said, also frowned. Where did the Queen's decree come from? What on earth was Fang Zilan up to?

"The Third Miss of the Fang Family and the wife of the Prince Zhongzheng of Miluo are here to convey the Empress's decree—" Fang Zilan spoke word by word, her voice as loud as a bell, "The land occupied by Zhongling Temple will be returned to the people, and the old accounts will be written off, and the deficit will be made up by the Fang Family. This matter will be handed over to Fang Lihui, the current head of the Fang Family, to handle, and Lord Pei Xiaoze will supervise. In addition, Master Ranzhu has surrendered himself, and after the case is investigated and announced to the world, he will work with the monks in the temple to deal with it as appropriate."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Xie Chen say, "Miss Fang San, what are you doing?" "Deliver an order." Fang Zilan looked at Xie Chen steadily, "Did Mr. Xie not hear clearly, or don't you believe it?"

Xie Chen remained silent, and Fang Zilan continued to speak, "If you didn't hear it clearly, I will read it again. If you don't believe it, please report it to the emperor and ask His Majesty what's going on."

"Lan'er..." Fang Chongzheng called out softly, but Fang Zilan ignored him and said loudly: "I have burned all the land deeds and account books in Zhongling Temple. Master Randeng confessed his crime and committed suicide. Zhou Lang and others from the Southeast Camp are all witnesses..."

"The Crown Prince's wife is very clever." Xie Chen interrupted Fang Zilan, showing a rare impatience.

It was because he knew that if he took this road, he would be like a dog being driven into a dead end, with no way to retreat.

"Mr. Xie, do you remember what you promised me?" Fang Zilan coughed and pressed, "Or do you want to break your promise, Mr. Xie, and watch me drag the Xiahou family down with me?"

Fang Chongzheng did not say anything else. This was different from the past. This was a matter of tearing the relationship apart. The reason why Fang Zilan had to say one word after another was to leave no room for maneuver so that they could fight to the death.

But who is Xie Chen, and what kind of existence is the Xiahou family? How could they be afraid?

But today, the Silver Armor Army was here, so Fang Zilan was not just talking on paper, but actually taking action. If Xie Chen didn't respond, she would really take action.

Xie Chen obviously understood this point. If he really started fighting, he would be alone and weak, and the only outcome would be death. The Xiahou siblings went to Zhongling Temple, and no one knew how they were doing now.

If anything happened to the three of them, the Xiahou family would lose its backbone, the land of Baiyue would not be able to be defended, Dajing would lose its barrier, the Miluo soldiers and the Silver Armor Army would join forces from inside and outside, and the country's destruction would be imminent.

He didn't dare to gamble with the Fang family's peace.

"Since the Queen has issued her decree," Xie Chen heard his own voice, "Let's do what we have to do."

"Then my cousin Fang Lihui..." Fang Zilan just opened her mouth when Xie Chen interrupted her, "Madam, I have done what I promised you. Next, it's your turn."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, turned to Murong Qing and said, "Please give the order, my husband, to order the Silver Armor Army to never set foot in Dajing again."

Murong Qing's face was as white as snow. He never thought that Fang Zilan would dare to falsely convey the Queen's decree. Now that the Silver Armor Army was there to help deter, even if Xie Chen had doubts, he would not say anything.

Moreover, even if Li Shengxuan knew about it, he would not deny it. After all, with the connections and financial resources of the Fang family, it would be much better to keep them and slowly slaughter them than to confiscate their property and exterminate their clan.

Li Shengxuan had to give this step to the Fang family.

In this way, the Silver Armor Army became a burden. If he didn't listen to Fang Zilan, she would cut ties with him on the spot and join forces with the Xiahou family to get rid of the Silver Armor Army as soon as possible.

By then, Mu Churui, who was far away in Miluo, would be able to reap the benefits and deal with the people in the Zhongzheng Palace...

Murong Qing slowly closed her eyes, and Fang Zilan's voice was in her ears, "Husband and wife are one, my husband has done this for me today, I accept this love."

She spoke sincerely, but her expression was very cold, as if ice had frozen between her brows. "In this case, my order is no different from my husband's order."