Don't ask where people go

Chapter 706
Fang Zilan pushed away the tiger's body vigorously, and stood up tremblingly.She was covered in blood, as if crawling out of a pool of blood. Beads of blood slid down her pale cheeks and dripped at her feet.

"Sister..." Murong Qing crawled towards Fang Zilan, but she never even looked at him.

Perhaps it was too much effort to kill the tiger, Fang Zilan's hands trembled unconsciously, but she still held the golden hairpin firmly in her hand, and did not relax for a moment.

Mu Churui stared at Fang Zilan who was standing at the bottom of the pit. Her eyes were empty, like a puppet, but her whole body showed a terrifying killing intent, as if the god of killing came, and the world changed color.

Fang Zilan let out a long breath, raised his hand and threw out the bloody gold hairpin, and threw it in front of Mu Churui, "I will pay this thing to the king. As it is, I bought the tiger's life."

Although there were guards standing in front of Mu Churui, the blood on the gold hairpin still splashed onto his clothes, leaving a scarlet mark, which was extremely glaring.

Mu Churui was not worried, he clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful. Since Mrs. Shizi has suffered this calamity for Shizi, she can take Shizi out of the palace."

"Thank you, Lord." Fang Zilan saluted, then turned her head and extended her hand to Murong Qing, "Let's go."

Murong Qing couldn't even stand up, Fang Zilan simply dragged his body, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, do you really want to stop here?"

Her words were like a feather, tugging at Murong Qing's heartstrings, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to stand up.

The two supported each other and stumbled to the edge of the pit. With the help of Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu, they finally came out of the pit.

"Miss Fang San..." Li Qiyou's voice carried the joy of being alive after the catastrophe, the end of the voice rose, but it was trembling violently.

"I..." Fang Zilan opened his mouth, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell straight over as if he lost his strength.

Li Qiyou hurriedly hugged Fang Zilan, so that she didn't fall to the ground, Zhuge Yu took advantage of the situation and pulled Murong Qing, and he was relieved to confirm that this loyal son was only traumatized.

The two exchanged glances, as if accepting their fate, each supported the other, and led Fang Zilan and Murong Qing out of the palace.

Marquis Meng Ting Yang paced back and forth anxiously at the gate of the palace, and when he saw Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu bringing the Zhongzheng Prince and his wife out, his hanging heart was finally at ease.

But when he saw the blood on the two of them clearly, Meng Tingyang couldn't help but gasped, "This is..."

"Now is not the time to talk." Zhuge Yu's expression was gloomy, and he handed Murong Qing over to Meng Tingyang, "Please also ask General Meng to bring the son and wife back to the manor for treatment."

"Yes." Meng Tingyang nodded, and then called his subordinates to send Murong Qing to the carriage, and then bowed respectfully to Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu, "Thank you two noblemen."

After finishing speaking, he straightened up and looked at Fang Zilan in Li Qiyou's arms, "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, please hand over Mrs. Shizi to me."

Li Qiyou ignored it, Zhuge Yu frowned slightly, and reminded: "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, Miss Fang San is now the wife of the loyal son, you..."

"I know." Li Qiyou interrupted Zhuge Yu's words and repeated quietly, "I know."

Meng Tingyang looked at Li Qiyou, then at Zhuge Yu, and said in embarrassment: "His Royal Highness King Yucheng, Lord Zhuge, the son and wife are all seriously injured. If there is a delay, what if..."

"She'll be fine." Li Qiyou interrupted Meng Tingyang's words in a deep voice, and finally handed over Fang Zilan.

Meng Tingyang responded with a shy voice, and before he could take Fang Zilan, he saw a black shadow grabbing Fang Zilan's arm one step ahead of him.

"As a man, General Meng is inconvenient. You might as well entrust Mrs. Shizi to my care."

The woman was wearing a black sacrificial dress, with a black veil covering her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, only her voice was clear and clear, which shocked people, it was the High Priest who was on the high platform just now.

Sure enough, Meng Tingyang changed his face, bowed his head and said: "Don't dare to bother the high priest..."

The high priest ignored Meng Tingyang's words and said directly: "General Meng, lead the way."

Meng Tingyang's expression froze, he hesitated for a moment, and said bravely: "The high priest personally takes care of Mrs. Shizi, it's really..."

"General Meng, you talk too much." The high priest stopped Meng Tingyang's words, and said without anger: "In that case, I will take Madam Shizi away."

She paused, regardless of the different expressions of the people present, she said to herself: "General Meng, please tell the prince and concubine that it will not be too late to send her back to the palace after I heal the wife."

"High priest..." Meng Tingyang showed anxiety, but the high priest didn't care at all, "Yuenu, let's go." Then, she left with Fang Zilan and the woman in blue named Yuenu behind her.

Li Qiyou was about to catch up, but saw that their figures disappeared without a trace like a light smoke, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "How could it be..."

"The Yin Yang family is good at thaumaturgy, and the high priest is one of the best." Meng Tingyang explained, with a look of worry flashing in his eyes, "It's just..."

He didn't continue, Zhuge Yu interjected: "It's just for no reason, why did the high priest treat Mrs. Shizi with 'good intentions'?"

The word "good heart" was deliberately accentuated, which sounded quite meaningful, which made Li Qiyou flustered for no reason, "I'm going to find her..."

"His Royal Highness King Yucheng, absolutely not." Meng Tingyang dissuaded: "The high priest has already said that he will heal Shizi's wife well, so he will never go back on his word. But Shizi is seriously injured, so there is no delay."

He said with another salute, "The situation is urgent today, please allow me to take the eldest son back to the palace for treatment first, and I will come to the door in person sometime later, to thank you for your kindness."

"General Meng is serious." Zhuge Yu bowed back and stood aside, making way for Meng Tingyang.

Li Qiyou's hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, even though he was unwilling, he did not dare to act rashly.After all, this is in the border of Miluo, and his every move represents Dajing, and there must be no mistakes.

Even watching Fang Zilan being bullied, covered in bruises, and his life hanging by a thread, his heart was pierced by a knife, and he wished to kill Mu Churui quickly, but he couldn't show it.

"His Royal Highness King Yucheng?" Zhuge Yu called several times before Li Qiyou responded, "Lord Zhuge, I... am fine."

His tone was full of reluctance, and he couldn't hide it from Zhuge Yu's ears at all, "His Royal Highness, the matter has come to this point, and regret is useless. This is her own choice, and neither you nor I can interfere."

"But she..." Li Qiyou lowered his voice as soon as he opened his mouth, and murmured: "Does she really have a choice?"

(End of this chapter)