Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1611 Ambition
"Lan'er..." Fang Chong was speaking hesitantly, but was stopped by Fang Zilan, "Is everyone present for the gathering tonight?"

"You know everything?" Fang Chongzheng sighed softly. Fang Zilan turned to look at him and said to herself, "It will be easier to start now that everyone is here."

Fang Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Fang Zilan curl her lips, a smile spreading across her pale face, "You don't think that I can do whatever I want just because I have the Queen's decree, do you?"

"Lan'er, what on earth did you do?" Fang Chongzheng felt a chill on his spine. He vaguely guessed what had happened, but couldn't believe it.

"Zhongling Temple is just a lure, but without this lure, we can't lure them out." Fang Zilan stroked the things in her hand, and Fang Chongzheng noticed that she was holding half of the token she had taken from Murong Qing during the day.

"You have already guessed that the Xiahou family would join in." Fang Chongzheng seemed to be thinking about something. Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "I can make a knife, but it is far from enough. In the southeast, the Xiahou family's knife is more useful than mine."

She paused, then changed the subject, "I think Lord Wu is also at the gathering. His sister, Wu Ying, is Xiahou Mingxun's legal wife..."

"Wu Ying may not know about the Wu family's affairs, but what about the Xiahou family..." Fang Chongzheng interrupted Fang Zilan, but was interrupted again by Fang Zilan halfway through his sentence, "You should know better than me that marriage is a union of two families. It doesn't matter whether Wu Ying knows about it or not, and it doesn't matter whether Xiahou Mingxun is involved or not. What matters is that as long as the Wu family does it, they can drag the Xiahou family into the water."

Fang Chongzheng remained silent until Fang Zilan chuckled, "Come to think of it, I've always been curious about why Li Shengxuan asked to marry me. Marrying into the Fang family won't do him any good."

"If the Fang family is really as despicable as you said, then what is it that you are risking your life to protect today?" Fang Chong looked annoyed and almost deliberately blurred Fang Zilan's question.

"I've heard a lot of reasons, so many that they sound like excuses." Fang Zilan insisted, "Until recently, I suddenly thought that maybe I made things too complicated."

"What do you want to say?" Fang Chong was looking at the person in front of her steadily. She said word by word, "Xiahou Yunzhao and Xie Chen, did you know who I am a long time ago?"

Fang Chongzheng was stunned for a moment. He had thought of many possibilities and was even afraid that she would guess the truth from the clues, but he never expected that she would guess this.

"If you don't answer, I'll just assume that my guess is right." Fang Zilan continued, "Whether it's Ji Ningtian or Li Shengxuan, they knew my value from the beginning..."

"Lan'er." Fang Chongzheng couldn't help but interrupt her, "Have you ever thought that when Li Shengxuan asked to marry you, it was out of love and affection, and what he did now is also due to love?"

This time it was Fang Zilan's turn to be stunned. If someone else had said this, she would have probably just laughed it off. After all, in the world of fame and fortune, talking about love is as easy as drinking water.

But when these words came out of Fang Chongzheng's mouth, the meaning was completely different.

Seeing Fang Zilan wavering, Fang Chong was about to say something else when he heard her say, "Perhaps, he was really affectionate back then, but it was all wasted in the end. Wasted in intrigue, power and wealth, and now, it's completely changed. There is no affection between him and me anymore."

"But..." Fang Chongzheng opened his mouth and was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "I am not a person who is content with love and water. How do you know that I don't have ambitions?"

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with sternness. "Today's measure is just a temporary solution. The Fang family will only be safe for a short time. From now on, I will be with Murong Qing, and as the wife of the loyal prince of Miluo, I may not be able to take care of him. You should take care of yourself."

Mu Chu Rui stared at Fang Zilan who was standing at the bottom of the pit. Her eyes were empty, like a puppet, but her whole body revealed a terrifying murderous intent, as if the god of death had descended, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Fang Zilan let out a long sigh, raised her hand and threw the blood-stained gold hairpin in front of Mu Chu Rui, "This is compensation to the king. Consider it as me buying the life of this tiger." Although there were guards standing in front of Mu Chu Rui, the blood on the gold hairpin still splashed onto the hem of his clothes, leaving a scarlet mark that was extremely glaring.

Mu Chu Rui was not annoyed. He clapped his hands and said, "Excellent. Since the Crown Prince's wife has taken this calamity for the Crown Prince, she can take the Crown Prince out of the palace."

"Thank you, Lord." Fang Zilan bowed, then turned to Murong Qing and extended her hand, "Let's go."

Murong Qing couldn't even stand up, so Fang Zilan simply dragged him over and whispered in his ear, "Sir, are you really going to stop here?"

Her words were like a feather that plucked Murong Qing's heartstrings. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to stand up.

The two supported each other and stumbled to the edge of the pit. With the help of Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu, they finally got out of the deep pit.

"Miss Fang San..." Li Qiyou's voice was filled with relief for surviving a calamity, and the last syllable of his voice rose, but it was shaking violently.

"I..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth, her legs and feet went weak, and she fell forward as if she had lost strength.

Li Qiyou hurriedly embraced Fang Zilan, preventing her from falling to the ground. Zhuge Yu, who was standing by, took the opportunity to pull Murong Qing over and confirmed that the loyal prince only had external injuries, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two exchanged glances, as if resigned to their fate, and one of them supported the other as they led Fang Zilan and Murong Qing out of the palace.

Marquis Meng Tingyang was at the entrance of the palace, pacing back and forth anxiously. When he saw Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu bringing out Prince Zhongzheng and his wife, his hanging heart finally calmed down a little.

But when he saw the blood stains on the two people's bodies, Meng Tingyang couldn't help but gasped, "This is..."

"Now is not the time to talk." Zhuge Yu's expression was dark and unclear. He handed Murong Qing over to Meng Tingyang, "I also ask General Meng to take the prince and his wife back to his residence for treatment as soon as possible."

"Yes." Meng Tingyang nodded, then called his men to put Murong Qing on the carriage, and then bowed respectfully to Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu, "Thank you two nobles."

After saying that, he straightened up and looked at Fang Zilan in Li Qiyou's arms, "Your Highness King Yucheng, please hand over the Crown Prince's wife to me."

Li Qiyou ignored it, Zhuge Yu frowned slightly and reminded him: "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, Miss Fang San is now the wife of the Zhongzheng Crown Prince, you..."

"I know." Li Qiyou intercepted Zhuge Yu's last words and repeated quietly, "I know."

Meng Tingyang looked at Li Qiyou, then at Zhuge Yu, and said in embarrassment: "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, Master Zhuge, the prince and his wife are all seriously injured. If we are delayed, what if..."

"She will be fine." Li Qiyou interrupted Meng Tingyang in a deep voice, and finally handed Fang Zilan over.