Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1588 Writing

If Fang Zilan pursued the matter, she would seem to be too critical. But if she didn't, if something went wrong next time, Wan Jun or someone else might not be able to live as peacefully as they do now.

"Dispose?" Fang Zilan repeated the word and laughed, "Your Highness has made up his mind that I dare not do anything to you, that's why he is so fearless?"

"I'm not..." Murong Qingfu opened his mouth but was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "For the prince, there is no one in the world that cannot be used, but for me, some people are the bottom line."

Murong Qing met Fang Zilan's gaze, "Is it the bottom line, or the weakness?"

Fang Zilan clenched her hands into fists, "What about the bottom line? What about the weak spots?"

"With Chu Bin's example, don't you understand?" Murong Qing's expression was a little fierce, but Fang Zilan was unmoved. "I don't care where you got Chu Bin's name, but you are not allowed to mention him in the future."

"What about Mo Han?" Murong Qing asked deliberately, as if he would not give up until he aroused Fang Zilan's emotions. However, she just looked at him indifferently and asked, "Are Mr. Zuo and Princess Chen of Zhongzheng your bottom line or your weakness?"

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, and blurted out uncontrollably: "What did you say?"

"Now that things have come to this, it's meaningless for the prince and I to hold on to each other's pain points, or to pursue who is right and who is wrong." Fang Zilan said in a deep voice: "I just hope that the prince can think more about me before taking action next time. Then when I take action, I will also be more considerate of the prince."

Murong Qing remained silent. Fang Zilan paused and said to herself, "Although it is difficult for both of us to trust each other, at least now, you and I are in the same boat and we should help each other. Otherwise, if the boat capsizes, no one will survive."

Murong Qing's expression froze for a moment, and finally he said quietly: "I know what you mean, sister. I just..."

He didn't continue, Fang Zilan interrupted and said, "The prince just wants to test me?"

Murong Qing pursed his lips and said nothing. After a long while, just when Fang Zilan thought he would not answer her, she heard his voice, "Yes, I am testing you."

Fang Zilan said calmly: "Did the prince find out anything?"

Murong Qing shook his head dejectedly and sighed softly, "No."

Such real emotions were revealed. If it wasn't so close to her, Fang Zilan would have almost thought she had seen it wrong, so she couldn't help but ask, "Prince, do you want me to hate you, or do you want me to like you?"

"I hope you live." Murong Qing looked straight at Fang Zilan. When their eyes met, he saw the obvious surprise in her eyes.

"There are many people in this world who wish me dead, but there are not many who wish me alive..." Fang Zilan paused, then curled her lips in self-mockery, "There are not many who wish me alive."

"Although you promised me the future, I always feel that you won't keep your promise." Murong Qing rarely said frankly: "I always remember what you said in front of Mo Han's tomb."

"So it's because of that." Fang Zilan didn't comment. "Since the prince doesn't trust me, then you should think that even if I'm alive, I may not fulfill my promise."

"But I can only negotiate with you if you are alive." Murong Qing's expression became more eager. "The Fang family is from a merchant family. As long as the price is right, there is always room for negotiation..."

"That's enough." Fang Zilan interrupted Murong Qing's next words, "At least right now, you are not qualified to talk to me."

"Not qualified?" Murong Qing's expression gradually turned cold, with a hint of sinisterness in his eyes, "Sister, what do you want? If it's the lives of the five families in Lingnan, the Silver Armor Army can flatten Lingnan in an instant. If it's the destruction of the Dugu family, Dugu Linxiu's fire is enough..." "What I want is fairness." Fang Zilan said coldly: "Sir, what you said, can't I do it? But what I want is not their lives, but to make their deeds public, so as to seek fair punishment."

"Why?" Murong Qing looked puzzled. Fang Zilan held her forehead with her hand. Her breathing was unstable, but she still explained: "Someone once told me that if there is a one-fold profit, some people will dare to trample on all laws; if there is a three-fold profit, some people will dare to commit any crime, even at the cost of their lives."

"I don't understand." Murong Qing frowned. Fang Zilan coughed. "These beneficiaries are always in the dark, and the dirty things will never be stopped. Only when they are brought to the light will they have nowhere to hide."

"But you also said it was them." Murong Qing said gloomily, "The beneficiaries are not just one or two, but groups of three or five. You actually want to shake them up. Aren't you afraid that they will attack you in groups?"

Fang Zilan suddenly laughed, "The person who wants to overthrow Miluotian actually said that I am delusional?"

Fang Zilan looked at Dugu Linxiu steadily, examining her carefully from head to toe. Not to mention whether she could take out six more golden hairpins, even if she could, each hairpin had a different weight, and after tying them to the arrows, her force would also be different. It would not be easy to ensure that the remaining six arrows would hit the target.

The little boy and girl who were watching the scene had obviously thought of this as well, and their faces showed an expression of enjoying the show.

Dugu Linxiu was unsure about raising her arrow. Fang Zilan's voice came from behind her, "Are you going to give up?"

"I..." Dugu Linxiu opened her red lips slightly, and the ups and downs of her chest undoubtedly revealed her uneasy mood.

"Or, you can also beg me." Fang Zilan's expression became more serious, "I will help you win this game."

"Madam Zhen, you just said you wouldn't fight..." The woman started in panic, but was interrupted before she finished her words. "She doesn't have to ask anyone for help. I'll win for her."

The confident voice attracted everyone's attention. As the door of the western private room was pushed open from the inside, Dugu Ming suddenly appeared. He walked to Dugu Linxiu with big strides and stretched out his hand to her, "Leave it to me."

Seeing this, the little boy could no longer hold back, "What's wrong with you? You just change people as you say, how is that fair?"

"Fair?" Fang Zilan narrowed her eyes, as if smiling, "These two words are always decided by the winner."

The boy was furious, but before he could get angry, he heard Dugu Linxiu say, "This is my bet. I will win it myself. I don't need anyone to win for me."

"Okay." Fang Zilan was the first to respond. Dugu Ming frowned and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"You don't believe she can win?" Fang Zilan looked at Dugu Ming and saw him shaking his head, "I'm not..."

"Since she's not." Fang Zilan interrupted Dugu Ming unceremoniously, "Then sit down and watch her win."

After she said that, she glanced at the man next to her. He tactfully brought a chair and asked Dugu Ming to sit down.

Dugu Linxiu once again pulled out a golden hairpin from her hair, tore off a piece of her sleeve, tied it to the arrow, and after weighing it again and again, she threw it out, and it still fell straight into the pot.