Don't ask where people go

Awan quietly tucked Fang Zilan into bed, then sat by the window and looked at the slowly receding scenery outside.

In order to take care of Fang Zilan, their carriage followed Li Shengxuan and his party at the end, deliberately slowing down the return journey.

But even so, bumps are inevitable. She often wonders, can Fang Zilan survive to the capital? She even wonders how real Li Shengxuan's affection for her is.

If it is all false, then there is no need to bother. Now there is only her little medical girl next to Zi Lan. She can sit back and relax with one knife.

If they were all sincere, then why not leave Fang Zilan to recuperate, but rush back to Beijing with her who was seriously injured and unable to move? Like...

Like what? Awan thought in confusion, is Li Shengxuan afraid of losing Fang Zilan?

But if it were her, she would rather not see Fang Zilan for several months than see Fang Zilan like this. When Fang Zilan was taken in by Hidden Sword Villa to recuperate from her injuries, she had been secretly thankful that Master Zhen came to rescue her, but such a good person...

Awan shook her head, as if trying to get those dark memories out of her mind, but in vain.

Thinking about it this way, the same goes for the Young Master. Hidden Sword Villa was obviously Fang Zilan’s savior, but in the blink of an eye, he ordered the Tenth Palace of Hell to destroy Hidden Sword Villa and left Fang Zilan’s Zixiu imprint on him, giving him the reputation of being ungrateful, cruel, and ruthless. . The harder the people in the world scolded him, the more afraid he became, forcing him to be the opposite of everyone, and he could only join in the evil deeds...

Looking back on the past, I feel sad.

Sure enough, they were all using Fang Zilan, but they just wrapped it up with sweet words and beautified it with the so-called possessiveness, which made it easy for people to fall into the trap and think that there was real feelings in it.

Master Liaoyuan took the tea cup and said, "The southeastern camp is unable to support itself. We might as well ask the Xiahou family who stayed in the old Baiyue territory to take action. Zhao...General Xiahou will definitely not refuse."

Li Shengxuan was silent for a moment, looked at Master Yuan intently, and said in a deep voice: "Ajun, you are upset."

Since becoming a monk, Master Liaoyuan has not only given up the name Zhuge Jun, but has never been called by any common name. He has always been a benefactor to adults, polite and courteous.

But just now, he clearly wanted to say something to Aunt Zhao, but he suddenly realized and changed his words.

Master Liaoyuan's hand shook unnoticeably, and a drop of tea spilled from the cup, onto the back of his hand, but he was completely unaware of it.

Li Shengxuan reached out and held Master Yuan's wrist, "Aunt Zhao has already lost too much for me, not to mention the Southeast..."

He didn't say any more, but Master Liaoyuan became convinced, "It seems that the poor monk is not the only one who is confused."

Such a frank admission made Li Shengxuan stunned, "Ajun, you..."

"I heard that Miss Fang San entered the palace." Master Liaoyuan calmly pushed away Li Shengxuan's hand, changed his voice almost abruptly, and asked, "Is she... okay?"

The woman he mentioned was naturally not Fang Zilan. Li Shengxuan was shocked. After so many years, he still missed her so much, even though she was already the queen of the middle palace, not the eldest lady of the Fang family of the prime minister's palace.

"Ajun, I have sworn that no matter whether it is King Xiang or the Lord of Dajing, I will only have Fang Ziqin as my wife." Li Shengxuan said firmly, but Master Liaoyuan rarely asked: "What if it is Li Shengxuan? "

Li Shengxuan took a deep breath and suddenly smiled, "Ajun, this seems like something you would ask." He has no taboos and is free and easy to escape. This is Zhuge Jun, not Master Luoyuan whom the world worships.

Master Liaoyuan put the tea cup back casually, but said nothing, as if waiting for Li Shengxuan's answer.

"If it's Li Shengxuan..." Li Shengxuan paused, as if he had made up his mind, "I will marry Fang Zilan as my wife forever, and I will never waver in this determination."

"As expected." Master Liaoyuan slowly closed his eyes, and Li Shengxuan calmed down, "So, can Ajun feel at ease?"

"How can you feel at ease?" Master Lioyuan opened his eyes with a sharp expression, "After the death of Princess Erya, the civil strife in Di Rong's tribe continued. Last month, Hatumu was assassinated by his subordinates. This month, the new leader tore up the relationship with Dajing. The alliance, coupled with the death of King Rong'an due to illness, separated the three major camps, and I am afraid that the banditry will be difficult to quell."

When he heard the word banditry, Li Shengxuan clenched his fists involuntarily. Master Liaoyuan looked calm and said, "The poor monk is willing to write a personal letter asking General Xiahou to come out."

"No need." Li Shengxuan took the tea cup at hand and drank it all in one gulp. "The three major camp commanders are already in place, and the deputy generals are also being re-elected. It will be ready in a short time. There is no need to trouble Aunt Zhao."

Master Liaoyuan said no more. He knew that banditry was a thorn in Li Shengxuan's heart.

The first time Li Shengxuan led troops on an expedition was to quell banditry, but due to lack of experience, he lost the generals around Xiahou Yunzhao. Even Brother Xu, who grew up with her, died in that quelling rebellion. .

At that time, Master Liaoyuan was still Zhuge Jun, who was practicing martial arts at Xia Jiajun Middle School. When he arrived with the army overnight, he saw only a few coffins that had not yet been buried, Xiahou Yunzhao's lonely back, and standing behind Xie Chen, with his head bowed. Li Shengxuan.

There are many bandits in the south. From the former Zhenbei General Ping Nanwang to the current Xiahou Yunzhao Southeast Camp, it has always been difficult to eradicate them. There is no other reason, just because once you occupy the mountain and become the king, you can rely on your geographical advantages to confront the imperial court for a long time. If there are more people from the Jianghu who have become bandits, it will be even more difficult.

In addition, after Fang Zilan took over the Southeast Government Office, some accounts have not been clarified, which are related to banditry. Banditry in general is a common phenomenon, but banditry in the south is mostly caused by collusion with the government.

When King Rongan was alive, he could at least maintain a balance between local officials and bandits, but now that he has died of illness, banditry is about to break out.

"The poor monk heard that there have been many movements in the ghost gate recently. The death of King Rong'an may not be as simple as it seems." Master Liaoyuan poured tea for Li Shengxuan and whispered: "In the southeast, someone needs to take charge of the overall situation."

"King Rong'an has no children and no successors. Who to send to the southeast requires long-term planning." Li Shengxuan's expression was dark and unclear, "Besides, Mr. Su Heng..."

He didn't say any more. Master Lioyuan pursed his lips and said, "It's been more than a month and there's still no news?"

Li Shengxuan shook his head, "Ajun, back then you also entered the Prime Minister's School and learned from Mr. Su Heng."

"Your Majesty, I have only met Mr. Su Heng a few times, so I dare not talk about master and disciple, but..." Master Lioyuan paused, "Sir, he does what he says, and he is definitely not a treacherous person."

"That's not what I meant." Li Shengxuan said quietly, "I am worried that something might happen to Mr. Su Heng."