Don't ask where people go

"Master Mo, don't worry." Fang Zilan comforted him: "I have a way, you will know after you try it."

Mo Bin couldn't help but ask: "What method?"

Fang Zilan's lips curved into a smile, "If Lord Mo can trust me, now that Awan and I are being held here, and the man I know is being held together with the pirates, it's a good time."

"What do you mean, let the man you know test the pirates?" Mo Bin frowned, and then realized, "If the pirates really don't know anything, they will most likely regard that man as an accomplice. . But if they know the inside story, they will definitely be very wary of that man."

Fang Zilan nodded in agreement, and Mo Bin's brows widened, "The premise of everything is that I can trust you."

"Yes." Fang Zilan's face showed a rare openness. "I did hide something from Lord Mo and Madam Mo, but I never deceived me. I am from the capital. No matter what, I don't want to see foreign enemies coming to cause war." The sight of continuance.”

Finally, she said in a deep voice: "Master and Madam Mo can trust me on this point."

Perhaps because the look in her eyes was too sincere, or perhaps because her words were too true, at this moment, Mo Bin and his wife unanimously abandoned their doubts and chose to believe her.

"Master, I want to believe Miss Lan." Mrs. Hu said and gently tugged on Mo Bin's sleeve. He sighed with relief and looked at the person in front of him steadily, "Okay, I believe you. Miss Lan, don’t let me down.”

"Please rest assured, Mr. Mo and Madam." Fang Zilan bowed respectfully, and Mo Bin and his wife turned and left without staying any longer.

It was long after they left that she straightened up.

"Fang Zilan." Awan walked to her side and whispered: "This is great. We don't know how long we will stay here."

"If you want to get close to the pirates, staying here is the best way." There was no expression on Fang Zilan's face, and Awan couldn't help but ask, "Then when will we take action?"

"Wait until night." Fang Zilan listened to the footsteps coming and going in the distance, leaned into Awan's ear and said: "If Mo Bin and his wife really trust me, they will definitely send jailers to strictly guard Lao Cao and the pirates. Then there will be no jailers watching us. , action will be much easier.”

"Then what if you can't believe it?" A flash of worry flashed in Awan's eyes, but Fang Zilan said indifferently: "Our little Awan's fragrance is enough to bring down an elephant, not to mention a few jailers?"

"But..." Awan wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Fang Zilan with a slight smile, "Don't worry, little Awan. With me here, even if it is a sea of ​​​​knives and fire, I can always find a way for you."

"There are no other people around now, the prince doesn't 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, the country you risked your life to protect, betrayed you. Miluo, my dearest relative of flesh and blood, betrayed me..."

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

"Eighty percent is not feasible." Fang Zilan said matter-of-factly, and Awan's eyes widened, "Then why did Mo Bin agree?"

"Because he doesn't want to let us out. My proposal just gave him the steps, and of course he has to come down." Fang Zilan crossed her arms and looked a little lighter, "And I don't want to go out at all, so that's why I said this .”

Awan thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you think Mo Bin's statement that nothing has been proven is true or false?"

"Most of the pirates are not tough, what do you think?" Fang Zilan did not answer the question. Awan did not answer, so she continued, "And according to Mo Han, the Southeast Camp who came to Mushan Pass to investigate the situation before People were also imprisoned without trial. By acting like this, it’s not like Mo Bin knew anything."

"It's more like I know something..." Awan continued, then shook his head violently and said: "No, it should be to hide something."

Fang Zilan said noncommittally: "It seems that the water in the southeast is deeper than I thought."