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Chapter 443 What I Owe
Although he didn't know what had happened, Fang Weihan still felt that he should say something when seeing Fang Tang looking at him pitifully.

But what can I say?
"The Eastern Palace Guards will also be loyal to Your Majesty." Fang Weihan said this after thinking it over.

Without offending either side, he felt that his language skills had reached a new level.

Tao Yunjiang kicked him under the table, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, obviously unhappy. She pouted slightly, probably wanting to say, "I'm speaking for you, why don't you express your attitude? Don't you know who is kissing you?"

Fang Tang pursed his lips, leaned forward, and looked straight at Tao Yunjiang:
"I apologize for what I did to Fang Weihan before." She said seriously.

This action was somewhat unexpected. Tao Yunjiang never thought that Fang Tang, the supreme ruler of a country, would have to apologize to others for his behavior one day.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to do this. What happened before is over." Tao Yunjiang said.

"No, it is necessary." Fang Tang still insisted, "I have already prepared a compensation plan. I came to Guyuan too hastily this time. I will start working on it as soon as I return to Changming."

Her expression was very serious and solemn, and coupled with the royal majesty that came with her high position, she carried a certain power that made people unable to help but believe in her.

Tao Yunjiang's impression of her changed slightly.

At least this Fang Tang is not the annoying emperor before, Tao Yunjiang thought.

Fang Tang's gaze once again swept over Tao Yunjiang and Fang Weihan's close bodies. His eyes moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

"Then Yun Jiang, you continue to recuperate. I will leave first."

She stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt, and walked out slowly, looking a little lonely.

"I'll see your majesty off." Fang Weihan also stood up and pressed his hand towards Tao Yunjiang, indicating that she didn't need to follow.

The two of them opened the door and stood in the courtyard.

The early spring in Guyuan is desolate. In the courtyard there are only the newly sprouted Liangzhou willows, whose slender green is so inconspicuous amid the endless yellow.

"What's wrong? You don't look happy?" Fang Weihan asked.

Fang Tang didn't say anything.

The girl walked forward with her head lowered, looking at her shadow in the sunlight, which was a head shorter than the man next to her.

"Teacher, I'm a little scared."

"afraid of what?"

“I’m afraid that everything now is fake.”

Fang Tang stopped beside the Liangzhou Willow and stroked the mottled and rough willow branches with his white hands.

"I have never drawn the Xuan Yao Sword, the siege of Chang Ming has never been resolved, and the teacher has never forgiven me... I am really scared."

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and after the little queen took off her pride and majesty, she looked like a young bird with its wings wet with water.

The tree in front of her was clearly a willow tree, but she always felt that it was a crabapple tree—a crabapple tree that had died and burned to ashes in a fire.

"Why do you suddenly think so?" Fang Weihan asked.

"Because everything that happened was too unreal." Fang Tang said softly, "I was still angry because the teacher refused to return to Beijing a month ago. Twenty days ago, I was still worried about whether I could get the teacher's forgiveness. Ten days ago, I was determined to live and die with Changming."

"But all of this has been rewritten so unrealistically. It's just... like a dream."

"Teacher, can destiny be changed?" she asked, looking up.

"Maybe."

Fang Weihan didn't know the answer to this question either.

"Well, after all, it was the teacher who brought me back from five hundred years ago to the present." Fang Tang slightly curved his eyes, turned around, and buried his little head in his chest.

She rubbed his clothes affectionately, over and over again, as if to confirm something.

"Teacher, I don't know what to say." Fang Tang said softly, "I have never been taught how to apologize to others since I was a child. Neither the etiquette nanny in the palace nor my former father told me."

"I told the teacher I was sorry so many times, but it was never enough."

Fang Weihan touched her head and said, "No need to say sorry so much. Don't you still believe in your teacher?"

He gradually came to his senses and realized that Fang Tang was still worried about the previous incident.

Fang Weihan couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

"You're actually very happy, aren't you?"

Yun Shu sat on a thin willow branch, her slender white legs swaying.

"A princess who was once so proud and self-respecting has become so insecure because of you."

"Where is that holy weapon that was once so high and mighty?" Fang Weihan asked.

Yun Shu was silent for a moment, then looked down at him from the willow branch with a stern face.

"…Now I am still high up."

Fang Weihan curled his lips and stopped looking at her. Instead, he gently held Fang Tang in his arms to comfort her.

He could sense that after speaking to Tao Yunjiang a few words, the little empress was in a bad mood. She didn't have the joy of winning a battle, but instead felt that she had brought something particularly heavy.

"Teacher, I feel so sad." Fang Tang's voice was choked with sobs.

"I know that the past is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed. I also know that it is pointless to dwell on these things. But I just can't help thinking about them."

"The colored glaze on the windows of the Yingluan Palace is very beautiful. When I was a child, I loved to go there, especially on rainy days. When raindrops fell from the sky, they landed on the surface of the colored glaze, leaving a few drops of water. I would always pick a drop I liked and happily look forward to it falling first... But every time, the drop I picked was the slowest one."

"I've been dreaming about this scene recently, and I keep wondering if something was destined from that moment on. Will... my life be like that water drop?"

Fang Tang sniffed, and there was a weak cry in his voice.

"Teacher, I have begun to believe in fate."

Fang Weihan patted her back gently, saying nothing.

When Fang Tang had nothing, she was thinking about how to revitalize the Great Zhou and how to completely destroy the aristocratic family. But when she really had the power to change the world, she hesitated.

She is a good gambler, but her student has never been a gambler. She has too many things to consider.

"Have you ever thought about what the Great Zhou will be like in the future?" Fang Weihan suddenly asked.

"The people are living in peace, the ruler and his subjects are united, the enemy is kept out, and the world is at peace." Fang Tang rubbed his eyes and answered in a low voice.

"Well, this is your goal, and it is also my goal." Fang Weihan said, "I hope you understand one thing: it is not shameful to fall on the road of pursuing your ideals."

Fang Tang bit her lips hard and curled up in his arms.

"Wen Zhexue, she is my sister and one of the closest people to me in this world. When I was ten years old, she and I were involved in a conspiracy in Tianshan, and she was seriously injured and dying in front of me. Although it might just be an illusion, a scam, I still did not hesitate at all. I couldn't watch her die in front of my own eyes."

“That year, I gave up my star,” he said calmly.

Fang Weihan briefly told her what happened in Tianshan Mountain that year.

"It's not just Wen Zhexue, I've had similar experiences with each of them. Yun Jiang once accidentally injured me in a chaotic night battle, so she was so persistent in protecting me. You also know about Ling Wan and I. Those seven years were particularly long and heavy, like a mountain pressing on my heart. That's why we made an appointment to climb up together until no one can stop us."

"Xiao Jin... She grew up with me and has always regarded me as a brother closer to her than her older brother. And during an assassination attempt by the Zoroastrianism, I blocked a sword for her. You should be able to understand where her paranoia comes from, right?" Fang Weihan's fingers touched the ends of her hair, and the scent of crabapple on the girl's body stained his fingertips.

"Teacher, are you telling me these things because you want me to get along well with them?" Fang Tang asked softly.

She lowered her eyes and muttered softly:

"I didn't plan to do anything to them. After all, they are all my teacher's confidantes..."

"Aren't you?" Fang Weihan said with a smile.

The little queen froze, and a blush instantly spread from her pretty face to her neck.

"I... Of course I'm not. I'm the teacher's student!"

Fang Weihan grabbed her ears and said, "Students can kiss teachers secretly? Did I allow it?"

"Woo..." Fang Tang hung his head dejectedly, too embarrassed to speak.

"I'm not telling you all this just to hit you."

Fang Weihan said.

"What kind of experiences do you think make a relationship the most stable?"

"Maybe... we owe each other?" Fang Tang said after thinking about it.

"Yes, I owe you." Fang Weihan said, "It's like I owe Ling Wan countless money and favors, I owe Xiao Jin an unknown life, and I owe Yun Jiang for coming to my aid many times."

"I want to tell you that the relationship between us is no different from the relationship between me and them."

Fang Tang was suddenly stunned.

A certain sour emotion surged in his eyes, almost uncontrollably, and overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Think about it carefully, how much have we experienced together?" Fang Weihan said with a smile.

The candles in the Yingluan Hall are bright, the starlight in the lower city is dim, the crabapple tree in the fire, and the reunion after five hundred years.

Fang Tangfeng's eyes were slightly red, and she said softly: "I owe the teacher a lot of things...but what does the teacher owe me?"

The girl raised her head, and suddenly her vision became dark, and her lips were covered with an alarming burning sensation.

She moaned, her knees softened, and her body fell weakly into his arms. There seemed to be a light mist under her pupils, as if the water vapor was rising between her lips and teeth. She couldn't tell whether it was the flow of time that slowed down, or the brain's thinking that stagnated. When the girl came to her senses, she only saw the teacher smiling at her gently.

"This is what I owe you." Fang Weihan said.

Fang Tang looked at him infatuatedly. She subconsciously reached out to touch her cheek, but she didn't touch the traces of tears, but felt a burning sensation.

The teacher...really knows how to calm her down. He understands his students better than she understands herself.

All the worries in my heart disappeared, and the world in front of me seemed to be covered with a bright filter.

Fang Tang narrowed his eyes and murmured:
"Thank you, teacher. I will work hard... to make you owe me more."

Fang Weihan pinched her nose: "I'm waiting for that day."

The teacher and the student spent a tender moment together, leaning against each other and watching the willow branches of Liangzhou swaying in the wind.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Dong dong!"

"What's the matter?" The little queen let go of Fang Weihan, straightened her clothes, and asked calmly.

"Your Majesty, an army has arrived at the city of Guyuan!" the Iron Guard messenger said urgently.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two suddenly changed.

According to the current situation of Changyuan Iron Guard, they can no longer undertake a large-scale combat mission. If this army is a foreign reinforcement, the consequences may be disastrous.

"Whose side are you from?"

"They are the armies of the Western Regions. They are about five miles north of the city and will arrive here in half an hour."

Countries in the Western Regions?

Fang Tang's thin eyebrows were tightly knitted. These small countries have always been the solid backing of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but after all, they are not Zhou people from the Central Plains, so their sense of belonging to the Great Zhou Dynasty is not that strong.

They came to Guyuan at this critical moment when the foreign races and the Great Zhou were both suffering losses. Could it be that they were planning to take advantage of the situation?
It is definitely too late to evacuate Guyuan now. No matter what, we should try not to fight. Let's first see the purpose of the Western Region Army.

Several different thoughts flashed through her mind, and Fang Tang quickly figured out a way to deal with it. She turned her head, but found that Fang Weihan's expression was a little strange.

"Teacher?" Fang Tang called out in confusion.

"Let's go up to the city wall and take a look..." Fang Weihan pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "I have a feeling that we will encounter good things this time."

"Good thing?" Fang Tang didn't understand.

Tao Yunjiang heard the noise and pushed the door open, with two swords on his back.

"The army from the Western Regions is coming?"

The girl asked with a frown.

"Their intentions are not clear yet, so I plan to wait and see." Fang Tang replied.

"Well, I'll go take a look too."

The three of them came to the only remaining ruined city wall of Guyuan together. After waiting for a while, they saw a dark cloud rolling over the distant skyline.

The moment he saw them, Fang Weihan became more certain of his guess.

The Western Region army did not form a battle formation, but adopted a marching column formation - they did not come to attack Guyuan.

That means...

Sure enough, when the people on the city wall could see the various flags of the army, a man riding a tall horse stood out from the crowd in front of the formation.

He took off his hood to protect himself from the sand, revealing his handsome face that had seen a lot of vicissitudes of life:

"Your Majesty, I am Fang Xun, the King of Hedong. I pay my respects to you." Fang Xun bowed and said,

The Western Regions troops knelt down behind him, and the shouts of "Long live the emperor" were endless.

After a brief silence, the people on the city wall burst into loud cheers.

"It's the King of Hedong! It's reinforcements!"

"We are saved!"

"King Hedong, please don't be polite. Soldiers, please don't be polite!" Fang Tang smiled and said loudly.

"We came here from the Western Regions in a hurry and did not bring any gifts. Fortunately, we encountered the remnants of the Northern Desert tribe on the way."

Fang Xun laughed and threw something out.

With eyes wide open and blood dripping, it was the head of Dugu Ju, the chief of the Dugu tribe who faked his death and escaped from Fang Weihan's hands!
(End of this chapter)