Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 684
"Fang Zilan..." A Wan looked worriedly at the emaciated person in front of him, "Don't think too much, wait until your body recovers."

Fang Zilan remained silent, but just stretched out her hand to signal Awan to give her the medicine, and after drinking the medicine, she returned to the couch, but before she could lie down, she heard footsteps outside the door.

Awan took the medicine cup and went out, met Fang Ziqin who had returned from Yuzhang Palace at the door, and after saluting, she heard her ask: "Has Lan'er rested?"

"Reporting to your mother, the third lady took the medicine and took a rest." A Wan lowered her eyes, concealing the uneasiness in her heart.

Fang Ziqin's vermilion lips parted slightly, he hesitated to speak, but saw Fang Zilan approaching slowly, and walked behind A Wan, "Eldest sister, there is something you want to tell me?"

She had to pause every few words, and Awan couldn't help explaining to Fang Ziqin for her: "Your Majesty, Miss San hurts her heart and lungs, and she hasn't spoken for a long time. This is the only way to do it now. I hope you can't blame your mother." , and don't let her talk too much."

"I understand, please trouble Miss Awan." Fang Ziqin nodded slightly, waved his hand, and everyone around him retreated, and Awan also left after seeing this.

Fang Zilan turned around and walked back into the room. Before asking, Fang Ziqin walked quickly to the screen, took her cloak, and wrapped it around her shoulders, "Your heart and lungs are hurt, and you can't stand the wind."

"Thank you..." As soon as Fang Zilan opened his mouth, Fang Ziqin stopped him, "You and my sister, you don't need to be polite. What's more, I really came to discuss something with you."

Fang Zilan knew it in her heart, and she heard Fang Ziqin go on, "I think you already know about Miluo sending envoys to Beijing to ask for marriage. However, the identity of Miluo envoys is a bit unusual this time. It is King Mu Chuji of Qi."

Hearing this, Fang Zilan nodded, expressing that he knew it, and Fang Ziqin continued: "When you were in Qiluo City earlier, you fought against Mu Chuji, so you should know him a little bit, so I have a feeling of sympathy." Please."

"The elder sister wants to take me to the palace banquet." Fang Zilan said concisely, and Fang Ziqin said calmly: "Yes, His Majesty will hold a banquet in Wanfu Palace tomorrow night to entertain Miluo's envoy."

Fang Zilan was thoughtful, and sat back on the bed, "Don't be afraid, elder sister, does Mu Chuji recognize me?"

"Mu Chuji may test you, but he won't recognize you." Fang Ziqin sat beside Fang Zilan, "Lan'er, I know this will make things difficult for you, but I..."

She didn't go on, Fang Zilan interjected: "Elder Sister, if she has other options, she won't let me take risks."

"It's really strange to send envoys from Miluo this time." Fang Ziqin stretched out his hand to hold Fang Zilan's hand, only to realize that her hand was extremely cold, as if there was no warmth at all.

Fang Zilan didn't break free, seeing Fang Ziqin's expression of hesitation, but still said in a deep voice: "Lan'er, let alone Mu Chuji who came here, it is said that Empress Miluo passed away at the beginning of the year, and it has not been three months yet. The Lord asked to marry Dejia, the only daughter of the first emperor, and the twists and turns may not be able to be explained clearly in a few words. Moreover, before Princess Zhongzheng was seriously ill, King Zhongzheng wrote to the Lord of Miluo to let the eldest son Murong Qing return to the country to visit his relatives. Unexpectedly, it has been put on hold until now, and there is no mention of this matter in Miluo's national letter this time."

She told the strange things one by one, Fang Zilan heard it, her heart sank involuntarily, and finally said softly: "Everything, just follow the elder sister's arrangement."

Fang Ziqin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.

For some reason, she vaguely felt that this time when Mu Chuji went to Dajing to propose marriage for Mu Churui, it was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.Her intuition told her that Mu Churui not only wanted to marry Li Qianning, but also wanted to use Mu Chuji to do something.What's more, Murong Qing should also be part of their plan.

Mu Churui, Mu Chuji, Murong Qing.The three members of the Miluo royal family are all people who should not be underestimated.The pool of water in Dajing is afraid that it will suddenly become turbulent again because of them.

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The next day was the palace banquet, and Fang Zilan followed Fang Ziqin into the Wanfu Palace step by step, still looking like a weak and sick child who couldn't take care of herself.

It's just that this time she wasn't pretending, but she was seriously injured, she couldn't use much strength all over her body, and her steps became more and more sloppy when she walked, as if she was stepping on cotton and would fall at any time.

Qiu Shui glanced at Fang Zilan, and asked with concern: "Miss San, can you still hold on?"

Fang Zilan sat down with the help of the court lady, and gave Qiushui a shallow smile, signaling her not to worry.

Li Shengxuan on the high seat had a panoramic view of their small movements, and felt irritated for no reason. If Fang Zilan had another accident, how would he... how should he bear it?

After all, when Fang Zilan saluted just now, her whole body was on the verge of falling, and he quickly said no, but he still saw her figure swaying, as thin as a paper doll, which would shatter when the wind blows.

Thinking of this, Li Shengxuan's eyes fell on Fang Zilan unconsciously, and this scene happened to fall into Mu Chuji's eyes. He quietly raised his wine glass and congratulated each other from a distance: "This is the one with Xianyue Miss Fang San with the same name as the Duke, right?"

Fang Zilan's heart tightened, but her face was like a shy little daughter, "It's just the same name, His Royal Highness Qi Wang doesn't have to worry about it."

"Miss Fang San looks about the same age as Duke Xianyue, and her appearance is a little bit similar, but..." Mu Chuji seemed to be in high spirits, playing with flavor: "But she is a completely different person."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, before Mu Chuji sighed, "It's a pity."

Li Shengxuan said without anger and prestige: "Prince Qi is suave and suave, I can't tell that it hurts the spring and the autumn..."

"Don't you feel it's a pity, Your Majesty?" Mu Chuji interrupted Li Shengxuan's words unceremoniously, while the envoys accompanying him kept winking at him, but it was in vain.

He stood up boldly, and said: "How heroic was the Duke of Xianyue back then? If such a beautiful sister with excellent killing and decisive skills, if she was willing to be the woman of the palace, how could she end up dying? "

Fang Zilan couldn't help coughing at his words, she never expected that he would be able to say such flirtatiously without shame, and the regretful tone seemed to have some affection between them.

If there is, it is also on the battlefield, and there is no other kind of love if they don't share the mortal hatred?

"Miss Fang San, don't you agree with the words of the palace?" Mu Chuji's sudden name-calling made Fang Zilan stunned. He asked this very flatteringly. If he directly disagreed, he would deny her status as the Duke of Yue. Yingyong, if he agrees with him, it is difficult not to be involved with his clever words and expressions, and it is difficult to answer no matter how he answers.

　Every palace banquet is a Shura field...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)