Don't ask where people go

"There is no one else around now, the prince does not need to be pretentious." Fang Zilan saw the bloody clothes hanging next to the screen at a glance. It was the same one that Murong Qing wore when he entered the palace to pay his respects and escaped from the tiger's mouth.

I don't know whether Murong Qing changed into the bloody clothes intentionally or unintentionally.But when she saw him again, she finally understood why she suddenly thought of Mo Han at that moment.

This outfit is very similar to the costume Mo Han wore on the day he died.From the color system to the gold thread pattern embroidered on it, they are almost identical.

The same person fell into a pool of blood, as if the past was happening again, and it was impossible for her to stay still.

This was a trap set against her from the beginning.Taking advantage of Mu Churui's moodiness, the high priest's golden words, and her only weakness.

It was indeed a hit.However, it was not Murong Qing's, but her calamity.

"Get out." As if she couldn't bear it anymore, Fang Zilan held on to the table, barely stood up straight, and said through gritted teeth: "Get out, I don't want to see you."

"Sister, this is your wedding room." Murong Qing sat at the table leisurely, "Even if you don't want to see me, where can I go?"

"Murong Qing, you are really good at calculations, good means, and so courageous." Fang Zilan's body was shaking so much that her voice was shaking a little, "You were sure that I would save you?"

"Sister, although I am the person who predicted destiny, I am not invincible." Murong Qing calmed his expression and said maturely: "There are archers ready outside Wuji Palace. If there is an accident, the tiger will be killed with one arrow. "

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea. "It's true that I tested you, but I never wanted to take your life."

"You want my life?" Fang Zilan sneered, "Murong Qing, do you have the ability?"

"Sister, don't be brave." Murong Qing took a sip of tea, "If you are too strong, you will break easily. But I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Do you think I will still believe your words?" Fang Zilan stared at Murong Qing closely, and he raised his lips, "Sister, everything I said to you is true. With a person like me who predicts fate, you can protect me Are you not good?"

Fang Zilan couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to grab Murong Qing's neck. A little force would kill him.

"Prophecy of destiny?" Fang Zilan's eyes were full of disdain, and murderous intent was evident all over his body, "If I kill you, I will destroy this so-called prophecy of destiny in an instant."

"You won't..." Murong Qing's breath was unsteady, but there was still a smile on his face.

Fang Zilan also raised the corners of her lips and smiled cruelly, "Murong Qing, do you think it would be faster for an archer to shoot me, or for me to crush you to death?"

"Sister..." Murong Qing coughed twice and said calmly: "Dajing, which you risked your life to protect, betrayed you. Miluo, my dearest relative, betrayed me..."

Fang Zilan listened and couldn't help but release some of her strength from her hands. Murong Qing got a chance to breathe and said angrily: "Everyone wants us to die...can we just sit back and wait to die?"

"Murongqing, what are you going to do?" Tao Zhiwei suppressed her anger, Xingshi asked, "You deliberately avoid everyone, and let General Meng keep an eye on me, just to get this injury? Do you know..."

"I know." Murong Qing interrupted her unceremoniously, as if he was a different person, and said in a cold voice: "Tao Zhiwei, I will live longer than you, so you should put away those useless posturing, Worry about yourself."

Tao Zhiwei was so choked that he couldn't speak. Murong Qing ignored her and turned to look at Meng Tingyang. He said calmly: "What happened to what I want you to investigate?" "Everything has been found out." Meng Tingyang paused. After a pause, he glanced at Tao Zhiwei warily.

"Let's talk when we go back." Murong calmed down and said thoughtfully: "It's time, you send a letter to Mr. Zuo, asking him to contact Di Rong's department."

Fang Zilan was startled when she heard Di Rong's department, before she could react, she heard Tao Zhiwei excitedly say: "Murongqing, how dare you cooperate with the enemy, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Meng Tingyang cut her hands behind her back with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

Murong Qing snorted coldly: "A puppet should look like a puppet. Tao Zhiwei, who do you think you are?"

After he finished speaking, he walked up to Tao Zhiwei. Meng Tingyang put down his hand covering her mouth. She was about to say something but he choked her throat, "Killing you is like crushing an ant to me." It's as simple as that."

Tao Zhiwei's eyes were full of fear, but Murong Qing's expression suddenly eased, and he said softly: "As long as you are obedient, I will not do anything to you."

As he spoke, he loosened his strength, and his fingers brushed the red mark on Tao Zhiwei's neck inch by inch, as if he was stroking and playing with a piece of delicate porcelain.

Tao Zhiwei subconsciously wanted to hide, but the moment she met his clear and innocent eyes, she lost her ability to move.

Murong Qing calmly leaned into Tao Zhiwei's ear, opening and closing her thin lips gracefully, but the words she said made her shudder.

"But if you don't want to, then I have no choice but to let you stay with Madam Xing."

Tao Zhiwei was horrified, her voice trembling, "Murongqing, you... are a devil..."

"Yes." Murong Qing nodded in satisfaction, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Today I was hurt because you left me alone on purpose, from now on you will introspect in the mansion, you didn't see anything, you didn't see anything Heard. Got it? My lady."

"You..." Tao Zhiwei trembled all over, "You want to imprison me, how dare you..."

"If I send a letter back to Miluo, saying that you colluded with the Dajing family and tried to do harm to me..." Murong Qing smiled almost bewitchingly, "What do you think will happen to the Tao family?"

Tao Zhiwei's eyes were red, and Murong Qing patted her face lightly, smiling even wider, "Do you think that the high priest will protect the Tao family because of the yin and yang family relationship with your ancestors? As long as I think, the Tao family will be protected at any time." They can all be wiped out.”

"My son." Meng Tingyang said slowly: "I am willing to be sent by you to protect the prince. But Di Rong's department..."

"A wolf is ambitious, he's just a beast. I didn't expect to be very obedient." Murong Qing smiled, with a little chill in his eyes, but his tone was still casual, "It's a pity that the emperor of Dajing couldn't understand it. He thought that Di Rong would pay tribute to him. He will bow his head and obey his ears. In this case, I don't mind letting him see it clearly."

Meng Tingyang remained silent, and Murong Qing looked at him with great interest, "Power is like a sharp edge, if you don't control the enemy, you will hurt yourself. If you choose me, you can't hesitate."

"Yes." Meng Tingyang saluted, Murong Qing seemed to lose all his strength suddenly, staggered a few steps back and fell down on the couch, "Okay, I'll rest for a while before going back home."