Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1288 Testing

Murong Qing said, "Sister, I've already given you half of the Silver Armor Army's token, what else do you want from me?"

"Your Majesty, I snatched this half of the token from you." Fang Zilan said, taking out the half of the token with her other free hand, "You didn't give it to me willingly."

Murong Qing looked sullen, turned away and said: "Everything is in your hands, does it matter where it came from?"

"Of course." Fang Zilan clasped Murong Qing's wrist and said to herself: "What I want, I always have to fight for it myself. The same is true for fame and fortune, and the same is true for power."

Murong Qing looked thoughtfully at the person close at hand and did not struggle anymore, "How did sister know that I am not like this?"

Fang Zilan glanced sideways at Murong Qing, "Your Majesty has the support of Prince Zhongzheng. Wasn't even this Silver Armored Army entrusted to you by your father?"

Hearing this, Murong Qing chuckled softly, "Doesn't sister have the support of the Fang family? If not, why does sister risk everything to protect the Fang family?"

  Bottom line? Fang Zilan had mixed feelings in her heart. The relationship between her and the Fang family was more than just mutual support?

Secrets are intertwined, lips are broken and teeth are cold, this is the real relationship between her and the Fang family. However, it is not enough for outsiders.

So Fang Zilan was silent for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty, if one day Prince Zhongzheng's Palace and the Fang family change places, how I treat the Fang family today will be how I treat Prince Zhongzheng's Palace tomorrow."

She paused and gradually tightened her hand on Murong Qing, "As long as the prince knows about this matter, it's fine. No matter what the prince thinks, I don't care."

"I understand." Murong Qing nodded, "Now that my sister has told me the truth, I can feel at ease. This muddy water in the southeast can be disturbed by my sister. No matter what the outcome, Prince Zhongzheng is willing to work with the Fang family. "

Fang Zilan looked at Murong Qing steadily, "Can I believe you?"

Murong Qing did not answer, but held Fang Zilan's hand with his backhand, "Husband and wife are one, not to mention that my sister is the only lady who can stand side by side with me in these years."

Fang Zilan chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, you should know that what I want to hear is not some showy talk."

"The Silver Armored Army has not withdrawn from the capital yet." Murong Qing's hand touched Fang Zilan's veins and he said casually: "At worst, it will overthrow the world. Whatever matters in the capital and Miluo, it is up to you and me."

The indifferent tone revealed unspeakable ambition, "Sister, don't tell me that you have never thought of holding the world in your own hands."

After hearing this, Fang Zilan subconsciously wanted to shake off Murong Qing's hand. However, she only moved her wrist, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of her. Their hands were intertwined, and their fingers were tightly intertwined.

"Fang Zilan, do you want to go back on your word?" Murong Qing did not call her sister, but spoke to Fang Zilan by her full name, which made her stunned.

But in just a moment, Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, "It's good that the prince has been prepared. If you need anything, I will not be polite."

Murong Qing knew in his heart that no matter how many sincere words he and Fang Zilan said to each other, trust would be difficult to build.

To him, Fang Zilan was the culprit who forced his mentor to death; to Fang Zilan, he was a ruthless person who would do anything to achieve his goal. Especially that time in Miluo Palace, between life and death, he used Mo Han, she would never forgive him. But even so, Murong Qing still heard his own voice, he said: "Okay."

Fang Chongzheng paused, then said, "Let's not talk about the court, let's talk about the war in the four borders. If it weren't for Lord Yue, how could the North Border be peaceful today? Lord Zhuge, have you forgotten how many people were killed in the North Border?"

Old Master Zhuge took a deep breath. How could he forget? His son and daughter-in-law were all buried in the northern border. He knew better than anyone how much blood the Zhuge family had shed in the northern border. If he calculated carefully, it would probably be comparable to the Shangguan family in the northern border.

But he never wanted to count.

If you want to eat the emperor's salary, you must die for this country. Even if Zhuge is the only one left, he must ensure peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

Therefore, after he suspected Fang Zilan, he truly understood Ayu's hesitation and contradiction. This suspicion was born out of protection, but the person who doubted was also doing the same thing as protection, which was shaky.

Over the course of most of his life, he would occasionally ask himself, is background really important? But after experiencing the darkness of the struggles between dynasties, it was difficult for him to convince himself.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Master Fang, there are not many old people left in the capital. After Master Su passed away three years ago, I'm afraid there are only the two of us. At this point, you are unwilling to tell me even a word of truth?"

"Whether I say it or not, what difference does it make to Master Zhuge?" Fang Chongzheng let out a long sigh, as if he had taken off the mask he had been wearing. His expression became more lively, and there was emotion in his eyes. "They are too similar, aren't they?"

He finally let go, because he knew who he was facing. Even if he could hide it for a while, he couldn't deceive it forever. One day, Master Zhuge would find out the truth.

If that day comes, Master Zhuge will probably suspect Fang Zilan of having ulterior motives. Instead of that, it is better to give him a half-truth to reassure him.

As expected, Master Zhuge understood, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes. Based on his understanding of Fang Chongzheng, if it was about the previous dynasty, he would never tell anyone even for the sake of the Fang family. It was surprising that he opened his mouth so easily today.

"I know that Mr. Zhuge's disappointment just now is just a means to find out the truth." Fang Chongzheng said meaningfully: "But I would rather believe that there is a sincerity in it."

Old Master Zhuge's clenched fingers loosened a little subconsciously. Fang Chongzheng saw it and said, "After all, even in the past, there are always one or two people who understand justice..."

"How can you compare them!" Elder Zhuge suddenly interrupted him, his tone a little excited, "He is the God of Death. If you have anything to do with him, it will be a major event that will turn the world upside down. Don't you know that?"

"I believe in her." Fang Chongzheng met the gaze of old Zhuge without any fear, "Just like I believe in the God of Death you are talking about, I believe in her."

Lord Zhuge stared at the person in front of him in a daze, as if through him he saw the young man Fang Chongzheng, who was full of vigor and vitality many years ago, standing in front of the old palace of the previous dynasty, speaking for the General Zhenbei and King Pingnan.

Many years have passed, and everyone thought that the once hot-blooded tiger and lion had become duller and more unpredictable, but little did they know that he was still the same as he was back then, just hiding his edge, not completely losing his temper.

If someone tests him, he will not hesitate to show his claws and fangs, still as fierce as a tiger or a lion, majestic and awe-inspiring, and will not give an inch.