Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 691
Early the next morning, when Fang Zilan got up in a daze, she realized that she was already in the capital of Miluo, where the rules and regulations were strict, unlike the capital of Dajing.

After just having breakfast, she spent an entire hour under the scrutiny of the people around her, and felt uncomfortable all over.

As small as drinking water, as large as eating, there are rules in every move, and the range should not be too large or too small.If it is too big, it will look rough, and if it is small, it will look coy. No matter how you do it, it will be unsatisfactory.

So Fang Zilan listened to the restrained inhalation of the nurse beside her, and simply ignored it, picked up the tea cup and drank it down in one gulp.

Afterwards, a chuckle was heard, and before Mammy's lecture, it reached her ear.She looked up, but saw Murong Qing standing at the door, smiling at her.

"Your Majesty." Fang Zilan put down the teacup in her hand, stood up and greeted Murong Qing, "I don't know if your Majesty is here..."

Before she finished her question, she was interrupted, "Your Majesty, even the distinguished guests from Dajing have to abide by our Miluo rules, what time is it, and they haven't even entered the palace to meet His Majesty? "

Fang Zilan's expression froze, and he looked at the speaker. The man was dressed in military uniform, with impatience written all over his face, as if he would rush in the next moment and take her away.

"The rules of Miluo are nothing more than that." Fang Zilan straightened her sleeves, with obvious disdain in her eyes, which really angered the other party, "What did you say?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and before he could make a move, he was stopped, "This is Miss Fang San, who was specially sent by His Majesty Dajing and the Empress to send Princess Dejia off, please don't be presumptuous."

The speaker was Meng Tingyang, he bowed to Murong Qing and said: "My lord, it's almost time, if the hour is delayed, I'm afraid the king..."

He didn't continue, Murong Qing nodded slightly, bowed to Fang Zilan and said: "Miss Fang San, I don't know where His Royal Highness King Yucheng and Princess Dejia are now?"

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, she was ashamed to say that she didn't know until she arrived in the hall of the post house, the two of them thought Miluo had too many rules, so they took the people around them back to the room for breakfast, and she was the only one who was taken advantage of here to support the scene.

Fortunately, after such a quarrel, the two came uninvited, and the group entered the Miluo Palace neatly.

It was another hour, Fang Zilan watched the sun rise higher and higher, and they hadn't entered the palace yet, let alone met the lord Mu Churui.

On the way into the palace, there were only routine inspections and palace guards saluting greetings, there were several dials back and forth.In addition, when they were walking, if they met nobles in the palace, that is, Mu Churui's concubine, they had to avoid them, and the time dragged on.

After such tossing, not to mention Fang Zilan was exhausted, he felt that he had never been so tired from fighting before, and even Li Qianning had a sullen face, as if he would have an attack at any time.

Only Li Qiyou was still able to hold his breath. From time to time, he expressed concern to Fang Zilan and Li Qianning, but it had little effect.

Murong Qing, on the other hand, was obviously sweating profusely, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, but he still kept his back straight and took every step meticulously, for fear of making mistakes.

Fang Zilan followed behind neither far nor near, her gaze always resting on Murong Qing.For some reason, she suddenly remembered that he was also like this on the day when he was picked up to go to Dajing. It seemed that if he took one wrong step, he would be lost forever.

At a young age, he was exhausted, lighting a lamp and cooking oil.Sure enough, there must be something pitiful for a hateful person.

"Miss Fang San." The mother at the side called Fang Zilan, she withdrew her thoughts, bowed and bowed again, her expression was indifferent, but she scolded Miluo's rules over and over again in her heart.

After finally entering the palace, Fang Zilan finally saw the legendary Lord of Miluo——Mu Churui after saluting again.

The looks of the Mu family's royal family are all very good, and Mu Churui is no exception.It's just that compared to Mu Chuji's fierceness and Murong Qing's fragility, he is more like a pool of autumn water, with unpredictable depths and a gloomy beauty that is hard to describe.

After the pleasantries on the scene, it was the reception banquet.Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Fang Zilan's heart sank a bit, but after all, she came to see off the relatives on behalf of the emperor, and she couldn't be absent at such a formal banquet like the welcome banquet.

"Are you okay?" Li Qiyou quietly moved to Fang Zilan's side and held her arm, "I saw that your complexion is not very good, so I want to come..."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern." Fang Zilan avoided Li Qiyou indiscriminately, "It's just that I haven't eaten lunch and I'm hungry, so I don't have much energy."

Before she finished speaking, Murong Qing on the other side suddenly fell towards her. She subconsciously reached out to help, but a candy was stuffed into her hand, "My son..."

"Sorry." Murong Qing stood up straight, and said obediently: "I offended you, please don't blame Third Miss Fang."

Fang Zilan held the candy in her hand, with mixed emotions in her heart, "Your Majesty's words are serious."

"Miss Fang San..." Murong Qing didn't wait to say anything, and was taken by Meng Tingyang to Zhongzheng Wang and his wife, ready to sit in the table.

Fang Zilan looked at the Zhongzheng Wang's family who were happy and harmonious, and felt inexplicably lonely. She used to have relatives, but now...

But he was alone, with nothing left.

"It's time to be seated." Li Qiyou reminded Fang Zilan in a low voice. Like a marionette, she followed behind him, filed in, and sat on the table below him.

Silk and bamboo singing and dancing, talking and laughing, the whole court is full of joy.Fang Zilan poured herself a drink, and took everyone's toasts.It wasn't until after Li Qiyou finished his congratulatory speech that she stood up but staggered a step, then realized that she was quite drunk, and everything in front of her was like a phantom, which couldn't be seen clearly.

Fortunately, she had practiced the congratulatory speech many times, and even though her body was unstable, she could still speak every word clearly without showing any timidity.

Li Qiyou's eyes showed deep worry. He wanted to be Fang Zilan's reliance, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he must not do anything beyond the rules.

Fang Zilan sat back slowly, took a long breath, but saw Li Qianning held up the wine cup, and congratulated her from a distance: "Thank you Miss Fang San. The joy of Dejia is also the joy of the two countries. In the future, Dejia will be happy." She is the wife of Miluo. Therefore, today, Dejia has a gift to present to the Miluo Lord, Dejia's future husband, as a token of her heart."

Hearing this, Mu Churui said a few polite words, and then Li Qianning said: "The Empress Dowager Dajing heard that Mrs. Zhongzheng's wife had passed away for a long time, and she felt sorry for the young and frail son, who had no one to take care of her. Another happy event for the two countries."

Fang Zilan just felt dizzy, what did Li Qianning say?The Empress Dowager gave her a marriage, asking her to marry Murong Qing?What kind of nonsense is this...

She looked at Zhongzheng Wang's family opposite, all of them looked astonished.Even Murong Qing's eyes widened, his dazed appearance looked much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

But that was Murong Qing, Murong Qing who is not yet 14 years old, how could she marry him?
　Fang Zilan: Is Li Qianning floating or am I unable to lift a knife?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)