Don't ask where people go

Chapter 699 Wedding Ceremony
"Back to Dajing, how is your Highness?" Fang Zilan smiled, and said unceremoniously: "Since the fire in the Zuiyue Tower, the Fang family has been pushed down by the wall. Now that it is finally possible to avoid the capital, what does Your Highness want to do?" ? Does His Highness have to watch the Fang family ruined before he is willing to be reconciled?"

"I'm not..." Li Qiyou was about to argue, but Fang Zilan cut him off, "Whatever your Highness wants to do, it has nothing to do with me. After today, I will be Miluo's loyal and righteous wife. And Dajing , nothing more to do with it."

Li Qiyou's expression froze, "Fang Zilan, do you really have to be so decisive?"

"Your Highness, I don't want to do that either." Fang Zilan curled her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes, "You guys forced me."

Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything else, and left with his head down in desperation.

"Lan'er..." Zhen Mi'er showed a look of unbearable expression, Fang Zilan restrained her expression, "Sister Mi'er, I'm sorry."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand to pass the golden hairpin to Zhen Mier, but Xiao Xuaner unexpectedly took it, "Miss, if you don't want to, we will leave Miluo now..."

"Miss Xiao, you are not that silly girl Mingxiang, what are you talking about?" Fang Zilan shook her head, and said helplessly: "This is the end of the matter, I have to marry if I don't marry. Otherwise, where will the Fang family be? Where are the people of the country?"

She said and looked back at Xiao Xuan'er, "Ah Yu has already told me that Miluo people are restless."

"Yes." Xiao Xuan'er nodded and said, "If Lord Zhuge hadn't brought an army of one hundred thousand troops to suppress Lincheng, the wedding ceremony might not have been held smoothly. According to our sisters' investigation, Mu Churui, the lord of Miluo, had no intention of marrying Princess Deja."

She deliberately lowered her voice, and whispered in Fang Zilan's ear, "What Mu Churui wants is for Princess Dejia to be ruined, so that he can use his troops to invade Dajing."

"That's why he sent Qi Wang Mu Chuji to ask for a marriage?" Fang Zilan raised his eyebrows, Xiao Xuan'er responded: "That's right, but I don't know why, Mu Chuji didn't attack Princess Dejia, and Dajing sent troops here... ..."

She didn't go on, Fang Zilan knew it in her heart, "It seems that a disaster was avoided by mistake."

"Lan'er, Miluo is not a blessed land, and the Zhongzheng Palace is on the cusp of the storm, which may be overturned at any time." Zhen Mier took the gold hairpin from Xiao Xuaner's hand, "Once you marry in, it will be difficult to get out."

"Get out?" Fang Zilan chuckled, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing, when can I get out?"

Zhen Mi'er and Xiao Xuan'er looked at each other, and they both saw powerlessness in each other's eyes.No one can change what Fang Zilan has decided. It was so in the past, and it is also the same now.

So they didn't try to persuade her anymore, but finished the pre-marriage ceremony for Fang Zilan, watched helplessly as the pick-up person from Zhongzheng Palace took her away.

There are many rules in Miluo, and even more wedding ceremonies.Although Fang Zilan secretly hid food, she couldn't bear the tossing that started last night, so when she heard the master of ceremonies read the congratulatory speech, she felt dizzy, her figure was unstable, and she staggered a step.

However, the people around were indifferent, and there was no one to help, Fang Zilan sighed secretly.

In order to end this long wedding ceremony, she simply pretended to pass out, and fell straight to the ground, causing everyone to scream, and then sent her into the new house in a hurry.

Until the surrounding noise gradually weakened and everyone dispersed, a cautious voice sounded in Fang Zilan's ears, "Miss Fang San?"

It was Murong Qing.

Fang Zilan's hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched into fists, pretending to wake up, "I'm... what's wrong?"

"You passed out just now." The concern on Murong Qing's face did not seem to be fake, Fang Zilan remained calm and said blankly: "Why did I pass out?"

"I guess I'm hungry." Murong Qing smiled, and stretched out his hand to lift Fang Zilan's sleeve, but she subconsciously wanted to dodge, so he stopped, "I didn't expect that you would also hide food in your sleeve."

Hearing this, Fang Zilan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand from her sleeve, and opened it in front of Murong Qing, with a candy in it.

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, Fang Zilan opened his hand and stuffed the candy in, "Your Majesty gave me a piece of candy, and now I give you one back. The lunch is for you and me. token."

Murong Qing couldn't help laughing, looked down at the melted sugar in his palm, and said in a low voice: "This is really the most fragile token I've ever seen."

His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, making him look more delicate and charming, "However, it matches you and me."

This time it was Fang Zilan's turn to be stunned, her lips moved, and she wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she couldn't say anything.

"I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and Third Miss Fang is also very weak after falling into the water." Murong Qing looked at Fang Zilan firmly, with a mature expression that did not match his age.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to feel sorry for yourself." Fang Zilan avoided Murong Qing's gaze, "People have a limited lifespan, so do your best to obey the destiny."

"Destiny?" Murong Qing repeated the word, and suddenly smiled, "Miss Fang San, do you also believe in destiny?"

"I didn't believe it before." Fang Zilan's voice sank a bit, "but now that she is married to Miluo, I have to believe it."

Her words were intended to clarify the relationship between the two, and Murong Qing didn't hide it, and said directly: "I used to have three wives. Miss Fang San, you are the fourth."

"Three?" Fang Zilan pretended not to know, and asked, "They..."

"They're all dead." Murong Qing's expression was cold, as if he was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Everyone says that I suppress my wife." Murong Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, "Miss Fang San, are you afraid?"

"What's the use of being afraid?" Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy, "From the moment I stepped into Zhongzheng Palace, there was no way out."

"After today, you will be my wife." Murong Qing said firmly, "If you are willing, Zhongzheng Palace will be your escape route."

Fang Zilan suddenly thought of the deceased Tao Zhiwei, did she hear these words when she was married to Murong Qing?Hypocritical, just to have an obedient and well-behaved puppet by his side.

"My son, in terms of age, you are younger than my brothers." Fang Zilan said softly, "It is impossible for me to regard you as my husband."

"In that case, Third Miss Fang might as well consider me your younger brother." After Murong Qing finished speaking, he called out kindly, "Sister."

His voice was originally between a child and a teenager. Although this shout was not soft, it had a haunting meaning, which made Fang Zilan's expression tremble.

"Sister?" Murong Qing called again tentatively, but Fang Zilan pulled the brocade quilt on the couch and laid it between the two of them, "I'm tired, my lord, please help yourself."

(End of this chapter)