Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1590 Tao Guang

Murong Qing looked at Fang Zilan steadily, "Sister, why don't you believe that I have no intentions towards you?"

Fang Zilan laughed angrily and said in a bad mood: "Murong Qing, if I told you today that I am willing to fight for you, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, but I do." Murong Qing's hand that was pulling Fang Zilan's sleeve moved up inch by inch and held her wrist. "Today, sister has already risked her life for me once."

"I'm not doing this for you." Fang Zilan gritted her teeth, and Murong Qing nodded, "I know, but I owe it to my sister."

Fang Zilan's little patience was exhausted by Murong Qing, "Murong Qing, if you don't tell the truth, I don't mind using some methods to make you speak."

"Sister, are you really willing to attack me?" Murong Qing softened her tone, which was both flattering and ambiguous.

Fang Zilan pinched Murong Qing's wrist with her backhand. The thin white section was like a lotus root joint, as if it could be broken with a slight twist.

Murong Qing frowned slightly and murmured softly: "It hurts."

Fang Zilan was unmoved at all, "I killed Mr. Zuo, and you will never be able to forgive me in this life. You are one of those who wish for my death."

"Sister, what I like most is your insufferable temperament. You know you have to suffer a lot, but you are still unwilling to die." Murong Qing suddenly smiled, and there seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in his eyes. Incomparable.

He paused and said calmly: "Since sister wants to hear the truth, then I will tell the truth. I do have plans for you, but my plans are not for the present, but for the future."

"Future?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, her face as dark as water.

"With my sister's intelligence, I think I have already guessed it." The smile on Murong Qing's face became even brighter, while Fang Zilan's expression became colder, "My eldest sister is in a position where I am walking on thin ice. Why do you think I can sit securely?"

"With your decisiveness in killing, you are more ruthless than your eldest sister." Murong Qing said bluntly: "If I am destined to be the master of the world, then the future queen can only be you."

"Is the Crown Prince joking?" Fang Zilan snorted, "I have a paranoid personality and a lot of injuries. I can't win people's hearts with my graceful dance, and I can't be a mother-in-law who can spread my children throughout the world. What does the Crown Prince see in me?"

Murong Qing looked solemn and said solemnly: "Sister, I ask you to become my queen in the future, not for these reasons."

ask? When these two words came out of Murong Qing's mouth, Fang Zilan felt indescribably new, but she thought in her heart that she was young and had many means, so flexible and capable, he was worthy of being predicted by the high priest's destiny.

Seeing that Fang Zilan was silent, Murong Qing added fuel to the fire and said, "Sister, as long as you agree, all the business in the world will be with the Fang family, so what's the problem?"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to boast. The Fang family is self-aware and is definitely not that greedy." Fang Zilan looked indifferent, "What's more, even if he is the master of the world, he has no reason to control all business."

"Sister, do you not believe that I will become the ruler of the world, or do you not believe..." Murong Qing paused for a moment before saying, "Will I protect you and the Fang family?" Fang Zilan looked down at Murong Qing with a haughty expression, "In the eyes of the prince, I can only depend on others and be protected by others?"

"Of course not." Murong Qing met Fang Zilan's gaze, "But under the pressure of the situation, my sister has to do this. Women in the boudoir can only use themselves as commodities and in-laws as transactions to make as much profit as possible, but this It’s not a done deal.”

He was hinting at something. Fang Zilan pursed her lips and did not respond. He continued to talk to himself, "In the harem, there are bound to be conflicts. Only with the support of a family or a husband can one last long. If one is alone, he will die sooner or later."

Fang Zilan's lips were pressed into a straight line. No matter how much she tried to deceive herself, she had to admit that what Murong Qing said was true. This was a world where women could not make a name for themselves. Their values ​​were determined by marriage, and their virtues were judged by their husbands and children. The end was obvious at a glance.

Even though she was once the Duke of Xianyue and the assassin Zixiu, she could not escape such a boring fate.

"If you don't want to die, answer whatever I ask." Fang Zilan exuded a terrifying murderous intent, which shocked Hong He so much that she couldn't help shaking and asked subconsciously, "What do you want to ask?"

Fang Zilan slapped Hong He's shoulder heavily with her plum sword, making her half a head shorter. "Listen carefully, you can only answer, not ask questions."

Hong He bit her lips tightly in pain and nodded gently. Seeing this, Fang Zilan still did not loosen her strength. The plum sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it hard for her to breathe.

Fang Zilan watched Hong He being bent over by the pressure, with a hint of fear in her eyes. She then spoke, "The Wheel King was surrounded by people in the martial arts world and then disappeared. How much did Fei Lingshan participate in this?"

"Five points." Hong He was silent for a long time and then gave this number.

"Five points?" Fang Zilan repeated, with a look of obvious disbelief on her face.

Seeing this, Hong He pursed her lips and explained, "The news that the Wheel King had betrayed Ghost Gate came from the Ghost Gate Master Ji Ningtian. The bandits who were roaming around in the martial arts world just spread the news."

Fang Zilan tightened her grip on the Plum Sword when she heard this, and tried her best to endure not interrupting Hong He as she continued, "After the news spread, although all the sects kept saying they wanted to punish the scum, no sect actually took action. They were all waiting, waiting for someone to raise their arms and call for the King of the Wheel to be isolated and helpless, so that they could reap the benefits."

She paused and snorted in disdain, as if she had some complaints about the actions of these martial arts sects. But after a moment, she calmed down and said, "Ji Ningtian naturally didn't want to see this situation, so my brother found Geng Nan from the Xiaojinghu Sect to help him share his worries."

Fang Zilan's heart sank, and Hong He continued to talk to herself, "Geng Nan likes gambling, it's easy to lure him into the game, and it's even easier to make him do what we want. All we need is an IOU and a few threats, and he will obey. After all, who among these so-called famous and upright sects doesn't value reputation more than life?"

"Even if Geng Nan is willing to listen, it's hard for him to get everyone to follow his orders." Fang Zilan's face was as gloomy as water. "I'm afraid he has borrowed the power of your Feiling Mountain to increase his own prestige..."

She was halfway through her words when she suddenly realized, "I guess it's not Geng Nan who borrowed the power of Feiling Mountain, but you who took the initiative to build momentum for him."

"Miss Zixiu is really smart. No wonder Ji Ningtian thinks highly of you." Hong He looked at Fang Zilan deeply. "As long as Geng Nan brings the person here, we will have a way to make him disappear from the world. Whether it's the Wheel King or the pillars of the sects who don't get along with him, it's no more than that."