Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1606 Be wary
Xiao Xuan'er shook her head and said, "Miss Awan has known me for more than a day. She should know better than anyone whether I can turn Miss Fang San into this state."

"Really?" Awan's vigilance did not decrease at all. Xiao Xuan'er took a few steps towards her and said, "Miss Awan, even if you don't believe me, you should believe Miss Fang San."

A Wan stood up and looked directly at Xiao Xuan'er, "Fang Zilan believes you, but I may not. Since you are here, you should know what her situation is. Why don't you tell me?"

Xiao Xuan'er looked at Awan's unforgiving expression and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Miss Awan. Third Miss Fang is fine and will wake up in a few days."

"What do you mean?" A Wan's eyes were gloomy. Xiao Xuan'er explained, "The High Priest of Miluo gave Miss Fang the drug so that she could rest and recuperate in peace."

Awan's expression changed. "What medicine did the high priest give Fang Zilan?"

"I don't know." Xiao Xuan'er shook her head. "It could be medicine, or it could be a Yin-Yang spell."

It was only later that she and Zhen Mi'er realized that there was something wrong with the human bones in the wooden box, but it was too late. Fang Zilan had fainted and had a high fever that wouldn't go away, and no medicine was effective.

It was not until the day they left Miluo that the high priest quietly sent someone to explain the situation in general. In addition, although Fang Zilan had a fever from time to time and it subsided from time to time, and seemed to be in a critical condition, her pulse had become much calmer. Only then did they feel relieved.

Come to think of it, according to Fang Zilan's personality, if she is still sober, she will inevitably stand out against Mu Churui's various difficulties and get herself hurt..."

A Wan seemed to see what Xiao Xuan'er was thinking. "You mean, the high priest drugged Fang Zilan for her own good? Why don't I believe that the high priest of Miluo would be so kind?"

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the two words "Miluo". Xiao Xuan'er pursed her lips and said, "The high priest said that Miss Fang San had a deal with her, and she is fulfilling it..."

"So, Fang Zilan and Murong Qing have joined forces?" Awan's expression turned cold, and Xiao Xuan'er froze. "Miss Awan, why are you so aggressive? Even Miss Fang San..."

"Aggressive?" A Wan interrupted Xiao Xuan'er's words coldly, "The poison in her body is closely related to the Miluo High Priest. Trading with him is like trying to get the skin of a tiger."

"Miss Awan." Xiao Xuan'er sighed, "You are obviously worried about Miss Fang San, why bother..."

"Who's worried about her?" A Wan snorted coldly, "Since she's fine, I'll just leave."

"Mr. Zuo." Fang Zilan turned around and looked at the man in front of her. His forehead was wrinkled and his temples were gray, but his eyes were clear and his face was neat. He had the handsome air of a scholar, but his hands...

Fang Zilan swept across the base of his right hand. The calluses there were not caused by reading and writing, but were the result of years of martial arts practice.

"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 you yet, so how do you know you have nothing to say?" Fang Zilan smiled faintly and changed the subject, "I have invited 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 determined to avenge Miss Yun Shu, the daughter of the master family Yun, that's why you planned this, 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, King Zhongzheng, and they still felt it was not enough after suppressing him in every way. They had no reason to completely eradicate him. Wouldn't he be giving the Miluo royal family a good reason by doing this?

Mr. Zuo's lips curved slightly, and he said slowly, "I planned this matter, and now that it has been exposed, I can only let Lord Fang say whatever he wants. As long as Lord Fang has evidence, please go to His Majesty and ask the King of Miluo to punish me. Why bother to hold a small and insignificant person like me?"

Fang Zilan's face turned pale, but there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes. However, before she could speak, Mr. Zuo said leisurely, "Could it be that Lord Fang has no evidence at all, so he wants to get a little bit out of me? What a pity. Although I am not a tough guy, as a Miluo person, I will never frame my country out of thin air."

"It seems that Mr. Zuo is determined not to speak?" Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, but she heard Wei Mao's men reporting that Murong Qing was here.

They came at the right time. Wei Mao waved his hand and asked someone to invite Murong Qing in. He looked surprised and asked, "Mr. Zuo, why are you here?"

"Greetings, His Excellency the Crown Prince." Mr. Zuo was tied up tightly, so he greeted him verbally as a greeting.

"Master Fang." Murong Qing turned to Fang Zilan, shocked and angry, "You asked me to come here to see Mr. Zuo? But what did he do wrong to be detained here by you?"

"Don't be angry, my lord." Fang Zilan was very weak, with cold sweat on her head, but she still managed to stay calm and said, "This Mr. Zuo has ulterior motives and intends to worsen the relationship between Dajing and Di Rong's tribe. I asked you to come here just to make things clear."