Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1315 Muddy Waters

Mr. Liu bowed respectfully and said, "Please let Madam Crown Prince know."

"Mr. Liu, I am from the Fang family." Fang Zilan smiled and said, "If you want to buy information from me, you have to pay a price."

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Madam, what the prince is saying is..."

"That day outside the court, I saw Mr. Liu was seriously injured." Fang Zilan said meaningfully: "He was surrounded by so many assassins, but he was still alive. I don't know if it was because of good luck or something else."

"That day, thanks to General Xiahou, she acted in time, so I was able to survive." Mr. Liu hurriedly defended himself, but Fang Zilan laughed out loud, "I haven't said anything yet, why are you so anxious, Mr. Liu?"

Mr. Liu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Fang Zilan said, "What a coincidence. Before General Xiahou made his move, I saw Mr. Liu push away one of the assassins..."

"Madam, what do you want to say?" Mr. Liu couldn't help but interrupt Fang Zilan. She was still smiling, "I'm just curious. Mr. Liu had a weapon in his hand, but he did nothing when he encountered an assassin. It was as if he had known that General Xiahou would take action."

"There are innocent civilians outside the court. How can I easily draw my weapon?" Mr. Liu's voice became lower and lower as he defended himself, and it was obvious that he lacked confidence.

So Fang Zilan simply said: "Mr. Liu, you know what I want to ask. As long as you are willing to tell me, I will tell you whether the heroine Huo Chunnu is alive or dead."

"I don't know." Mr. Liu stiffened his neck, looking as if he would rather die than surrender.

Fang Zilan seemed to be thinking about something. "In that case, I'm sorry to bother you. Goodbye."

She turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Liu, "Madam, Chun'er..."

"I don't know." Fang Zilan stopped but didn't look back, "I don't know whether the heroine Huo Chunnu is alive or dead."

"You..." Mr. Liu's expression froze. Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Master Ranzhu. "Amitabha, the Crown Prince's wife is deceiving you and me."

"Same here." Fang Zilan turned sideways and looked at Master Ranzhu and said, "It is said that monks do not tell lies, but in my opinion, the master is a habitual offender."

"Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin." Master Ranzhu put his hands together and said word by word: "Madam, testing a lie with a lie will never make it true."

Fang Zilan didn't care at all, "If it's a lie, I'll make it true, what do you think, Master?"

Master Ranzhu's expression changed, "Madam, what exactly are you going to do?"

"The heads of the five prefectures want to sacrifice their own lives, and the five families in Lingnan want to divert the trouble to others." Fang Zilan restrained her expression and said in a deep voice: "I can help them."

"What did you say?" Master Ranzhu looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief, but she smiled coldly, "It's just dog biting dog anyway. What does it matter which one dies in the end?"

The high priest said calmly: "Murong Qing has the prophecy of destiny, so the Miluo royal family is quite afraid of him. But if the Yin-Yang family is destroyed, who in the world will believe in the prophecy of destiny? His few values ​​will be gone with him. You will only have one way to go, and that is death."

Fang Zilan chuckled upon hearing this, "The high priest moved Murong Qing with these words?"

The high priest's expression was stern, but Fang Zilan muttered softly, "They are just children after all, so easy to fool." "You..." The high priest pursed his lips tightly, Fang Zilan suppressed his smile and said seriously: "I have never believed that the value of a person is based on the so-called prophecy of destiny. If so, those who do not have the prophecy of destiny, are the millions of people in the world not worthy of living?"

She paused, her expression turned colder, "The high priest's prophecy of destiny may be true. But it is also nothing more than a cover, pushing Murong Qing into a place of no return, and making him suffer pain that he shouldn't have. In this case, what's wrong with him resisting?"

The high priest was stunned and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Be it fate or destiny, if you don't fight for it, then what's the point?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "If the Yin-Yang family is destroyed and Murong Qing stops, then I will look down on him."

"You and Murong Qing..." The high priest seemed to be mumbling to himself, saying, "You are actually on the same path..."

"What did the high priest say?" Fang Zilan frowned. The high priest remained silent, but remembered the glance back under the palace wall that year.

The thin figure, half a person's height, staggered and fell again and again, but he stubbornly refused to allow anyone to come forward to help him. It was at that moment that she began to think about using him.

At that time in the Yin Yang Pavilion, Murong Qing had a stern face. After listening to her words, he agreed without any hesitation.

In the future, he will be the ruler of the world, the Yin-Yang School will be the state religion, and the high priest will be the state teacher. This cannot be changed for future generations.

He even swore a solemn oath with blood to comfort her, but at the end he said something shocking, "High Priest, take care of yourself. It would be a pity if the Yin-Yang family was destroyed before I fulfilled my promise."

She was young, but she was ambitious. She didn't know why, but she panicked at that moment and felt regretful for no reason.

At this moment, the panic in her heart was no less than that of the past, and even worse.

Murong Qing and Fang Zilan, if these two people can reach an agreement, the world will probably belong to them in the future.

Without the need for destiny's prophecy or the guidance of the oracle, this thought was clamoring wildly in her heart, causing her hand holding the dagger to loosen involuntarily.

With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground, and the high priest slowly said, "I don't care whether you are willing or not, this is a deal."

Fang Zilan let go of the high priest's hand and said nonchalantly, "High priest, aren't you afraid? You saved me, but I bite you back?"

"Fang Zilan, even I cannot completely control the poison in your body." The high priest lowered his eyes and said, "But if I do nothing today and let you leave the Yin Yang Pavilion, I can guarantee that you will not survive for more than three months."

Fang Zilan smiled, "Are you threatening me, High Priest?"

"Whether I am exaggerating or not, you should know better than anyone else." The high priest's expression was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. "Everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme. The poison in your body will destroy you as much as it helps you. Your leg injury has been delayed for a long time and has not yet fully healed. Have you never had any doubts?"

Fang Zilan's smile froze on her face. Although it was only for a moment, the high priest still saw it and took the opportunity to add, "If the wife of the prince does not believe it, you can leave now. I will not stop you."

She changed her address and quietly distanced the two of them. Fang Zilan understood, "In that case, I will agree to the High Priest's request. However, I want to add a condition."