Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1580 Suffering

"Zhuge Yu, listen to the decree. The Queen's sister, Miss Fang's third daughter Zi Lan, is both talented and beautiful, and is virtuous, elegant and upright. She is now being married to Murong Qing, the prince of Zhongzheng in Miluo State. I wish that the two countries will have friendly relations for generations to come."

Every word he said was so suffocating that Zhuge Yu almost couldn't breathe. He looked up subconsciously. The pain and sincerity in Li Shengxuan's eyes was the first and only time he had seen it.

The words "deeply rooted in love" suddenly appeared in Zhuge Yu's mind, but he did not feel offended at all. It was just that the sharpest sword in the empire and the king who wielded the sword...

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yu shook his head slightly, bowed respectfully and said: "I obey your command."

"Xiahou Zhang, pass on the tiger talisman." Li Shengxuan's unquestionable tone made Xiahou Zhang stunned, "Your Majesty..."

Li Shengxuan said in a dignified manner: "The transfer order remains unchanged. The Southeast Camp and the Jiangnan Camp will send 100,000 soldiers to follow Zhuge Yu to Lincheng. There must be no mistakes."

Xiahou Zhang was confused, but when he saw Mr. Zhuge and Zhuge Yu nodded slightly at him, he quickly agreed.

"As for Mr. Zhuge." Li Shengxuan looked steadily at the old man in front of him. His hair was all white and his face was haggard, but he was still kneeling upright. "I am here."

"I don't want to hear the title of Duke of Xianyue from you again." There was a hint of murderous intent in Li Shengxuan's voice, which was an obvious warning.

Master Zhuge bowed solemnly and said, "I obey your command."

"Okay, all of you can leave now." Li Shengxuan let out a long sigh, "I want to be alone for a while."

The three of them left one after another. Li Shengxuan watched their backs disappear, then he turned around and looked at the throne high up not far away.

He stared blankly for a long time, and finally walked over slowly step by step. The moment he sat on it, he suddenly felt that everything did not belong to him anymore.

He is the Lord of Dajing, and he protects this vast world and beautiful country. He can give up everything that is unnecessary for this. But if he can't hold everything that belongs to him firmly in his hands and can't protect the people he loves, why did he take the throne in the first place?

"I killed the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace of the Ghost Sect." Fang Zilan said softly: "Now the grass on the grave is three feet high."

The more casually she spoke, the more excited everyone was. Earlier, the court had announced that the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace had committed many evil deeds and had been killed by a righteous man. Who would have thought that he was actually killed by Zixiu.

But besides Zixiu, who else in the world can kill the Tenth Palace of Hell by himself?

If you think about it this way, it's very subtle. Did Zixiu kill the Tenth Palace King of Hell because of the order of the imperial court, in the name of a ghost sect master, or because of her own whim?

If it was the order of the imperial court, then did Zixiu come here also on the order of the imperial court? If it's the master of the ghost sect... this is really impossible. After all, the Tenth Palace King of Hell is his right-hand man. Why should he kill the good guy? If Zi Xiu had a whim...then could she be crazy?

"Okay, stop guessing." Fang Zilan looked at the people with colorful expressions with a half-smile, "I won't say anything until your manager shows up."

"You have such a loud tone!" Everyone was angered by Fang Zilan's words. They waved their weapons and were about to rush forward. At the critical moment, a voice sounded from behind the curtain, "Stop."

Those two words, neither warm nor cold, made everyone stop and remain silent.

Built in the heart of the mountain, this spacious hall can accommodate a hundred people, and is illuminated by lights as if it were daytime. It is so quiet at this time that you can hear a needle drop. Only the red curtain hanging on the high platform in front moved with the wind, and this voice came from there.

Fang Zilan thought the voice sounded familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, so she looked over and said, "It seems that the manager has lost his patience." "Are you Zixiu?" The man behind the curtain said in a lower voice. Fang Zilan approached slowly, "It's the real deal."

After a brief silence, a male voice sounded again, "Zixiu, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for someone." Fang Zilan said concisely and concisely, "King of Wheels, I want to know where he is."

"Just now you said that the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces was killed by you." The male voice said meaningfully: "In that case, the King of Wheels is no exception."

"As expected, you know." Fang Zilan unceremoniously opened the curtain with her plum sword, her expression cold, "Stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me..."

She stopped suddenly before she finished speaking, because the face in front of her was very familiar to her.

"Why are you here..." Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of him steadily, his expression relaxed a little, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Is it a surprise?" The man in the curtain stood up, "Compared to me, you are more surprising."

"Fang Lihui." Fang Zilan gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know when you became so capable?"

"Lan Mei doesn't know a lot of things." Fang Lihui chuckled, "Just like I don't know that you are Zi Xiu."

Fang Zilan suppressed the surging emotions in her chest one by one. She felt sober and calm as never before, "Feiling Mountain Bandit Leader, what is your relationship?"

"Business partner." Fang Lihui made no secret, and Fang Zilan suddenly felt as if her heart was falling into an ice cave, "You..."

"Sister Lan, are you sure you want to talk to me here?" Fang Lihui waved the folding fan in his hand, looking like the cynical noble man he always was.

The plum sword in Fang Zilan's hand was pointed directly at Fang Lihui, with no intention of taking it back. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never associate Fang Lihui with the bandits, but now that she had seen it, some things had explanations.

"Lord Xiahou, I would like to ask, since His Majesty has already agreed to this marriage, why did you still send troops to Miluo?" Zhuge Yu stopped, but Lord Zhuge turned a deaf ear to him and walked straight towards the palace gate.

Xiahou Zhang nodded and said, "Please enlighten me, Master Zhuge."

"Who is she? I think Lord Xiahou knows it very well." Zhuge Yu restrained his expression and whispered in Xiahou Zhang's ear: "Lord Xiahou should know much more about what His Majesty thinks of her than I do."

Xiahou Zhang pursed his lips and said, "If we send troops to Miluo, the Mu family will definitely become suspicious of her identity."

"That's right, but given her current frail health, even if the Mu family becomes suspicious, they won't doubt her identity, but only the love between a man and a woman." Zhuge Yu explained: "Your Majesty was so angry that he sent troops to Miluo for her, and His Royal Highness Prince Yucheng also openly stated at the welcoming banquet that he disregarded the order of the Empress Dowager. In this way, the affair between Miss Fang San and these two men is confirmed."

As he spoke, his voice gradually became colder, "Lord Xiahou, do you think that with such a beautiful woman at hand, the Miluo Mu family would not want to take advantage of her?"

(End of this chapter)