After hearing this, Fang Zilan said with a serious expression: "If the Miluo royal family was really afraid of Murong Xun, how could Murong Qing live in the world well?"

"Sister Xiu is smart." Zhen Zhu nodded slightly, "Murong Qing is weak and sick, and she was tortured by the Miluo royal family. When Chen was pregnant with Murong Qing, he was called to the palace every few days to serve tea and follow the rules.

It was difficult to give birth. If Murong Xun had not been prepared to ask the miracle doctor in the mansion, he would have been killed by both mother and son. Later, Murong Qing grew up and was summoned to the palace to ask questions. It took several hours to ask the child.

I couldn't bear it, so my health became worse and worse. There are also rumors that the Miluo Emperor had poisoned Murong Qing, but Murong Qing had a great life and was able to withstand it."

Fang Zilan took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Murong Xun can protect Murong Qing from open and secret arrows, which shows that his mind is not simple. If such a person wants to kill the throne, he will have already taken action.

Why bother with the fish and meat of the Miluo royal family? The Miluo royal family judges the abdomen of a gentleman by the heart of a villain. If Murong Xun is forced to force him to be anxious, it is unknown if he really rebelled."

"Sister Mi'er said the same thing." Zhen Zhu slapped her forehead, "There is another important information. The Miluo Royal Family's targeting Murong Qing is not entirely because of Murong Xun."

Fang Zilan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The year Murong Qing was born, he happened to meet the Miluo Priest who divined. What was the Miluo Priest who said it at that time..." Zhen Zhu suddenly stopped thinking and couldn't remember the words, so he had to wave his hand and said, "I forgot the original words of divination prophecy.

Anyway, the general meaning is that a disaster star is about to be born among the Miluo nobles. This person will not only waste the Miluo royal family, but will also redeem the world."

"I said so vaguely, who knows if it is Murong Qing?" Fang Zilan obviously didn't believe it, but Zhen Zhu's expression became a little serious. "It's a coincidence that there were nine newborns among the Miluo nobles that year, except for Murong Qing.

All died, so this prophecy naturally fell on Murong Qing's head."

"I think it's not a coincidence." Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "Since the Miluo Emperor dared to poison Murong Qing, how could he not kill other noble children?"

"Well, Qianjinfang was entrusted by someone to investigate, and only two people were sure that they were not natural death. There was no evidence for the others, and Qianjinfang was not easy to guess at random." Zhen Zhu shrugged, "But this was the prophecy of the Miluo priest,

Who dares to underestimate it?"

"Miluo Priest?" Fang Zilan said without comment: "A hundred years ago, when the Yin-Yang family was still there, it is not an exaggeration to say that Miluo's priest prophecy was a heavenly yu. However, in the war a hundred years ago, all the Yin-Yang families were destroyed, and even the last one in the empire was the last one.

The high priests were all martyred, so how could there be any priest prophecy in the world? That is, the tricks used by the Miluo royal family to manipulate the people."

"Sister Xiu, you were wrong." Zhen Zhu bit her lip, her eyes full of awe. "The last high priest of the empire, the strongest fortune teller of the Yin-Yang family in later legends, left a daughter.

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A shock flashed across Fang Zilan's face, and Zhen Zhu slowly spoke: "Qianjinfang was also unexpectedly able to learn about this information. This woman was originally hidden in Yancheng Villa, but was later secretly invited by the Miluo Emperor to the palace and became the Miluo Priest.

.The Miluo Priest is her descendant."

"Then do you think the Miluo priest's prophecy is somewhat credible?" Fang Zilan's eyes were deep. Zhen Zhu didn't dare to look at her eyes. She lowered her head and said, "Although the outside world says that Miluo priests are inferior to each other, the priest's prophecy also comes from the original ten

Divination every year has become the current divination every thirty years, and there may be deviations, but all of them will come true.”

Fang Zilan chuckled and said, "Everything will come true? I can believe this for a moment, but I will redeem the world? I don't believe it. The world is so great that it is not just Miluo. This is my great capital.

What is it? Where is the barbarians in the northern desert of the Western Regions?"

"I don't know this." Zhen Zhu held his cheek with his hand and said thoughtfully: "I think about it. Sister Mi'er told me before that the last priest predicted that it would be necessary to send troops within thirty years of Miluo.

Defeat. After the prophecy, Miluo was defeated by Baiyue and Dajing one after another. Even the nearby tribes had invited Dajing to reconcile it, so that the war could be avoided from falling on their own."

Fang Zilan said strangely: "Since the priest's prophecy is so accurate, why did the Miluo people not listen to their advice and make great moves?"

"Brother Wan said that there are always young people who are not afraid of death. They want to try how high the sky is and how thick the ground is." Zhen Zhu stretched, "This is called not hitting the wall and not looking back, not seeing the coffin.

Tears.”

Fang Zilan smiled and pretended to be regretful and said, "What a pity, this time the priest predicted that Miluo would not have to be defeated if he sent troops, otherwise I would have a chance to make a big fuss."

"Why don't there be a chance?" Zhen Zhu stood up, raised her head and looked straight with her back, "The Miluo people have a strong internal struggle, and they are still interested in sending troops to attack, and they are not afraid of losing all their money that they have finally accumulated."

Fang Zilan coughed and said seriously: "Brother Wan will not talk with his hands behind his back."

Zhen Zhu hurriedly put her hands in front of her and deliberately lowered her voice, "If Mu Chuji had a three-length and two-length shortness in this battle, would Mu Churui let Murong Xun go? If someone uses the priest's prophecy to fan the flames, Miluo

Will the royal family leave Chen and Murong Qing to raise tigers? Once a person is forced to do something, what can't he do?"

"Brother Wan means killing Mu Chuji, forcing Murong Xun to fight against Murong Xun, and letting Miluo people fight in their nests, and Dajing will reap the benefits of the fisherman?" Fang Zilan thought for a moment and said, "I should be able to kill Mu Chuji, but I can do it.

, but forced Murong Xun to rebel..."

She didn't continue and Zhen Zhu proudly said, "We Qianjinfang can do this, spreading news to bewitch people's hearts. Our Qianjinfang is a good player. Sister Xiu, don't worry, Sister Mier has already arranged it. I guess she is probably going to do it.

In a few days, the priest predicted that Murong Qing would wash away the Miluo royal family and regain the world, and it would spread throughout Miluo."

"It's not enough." Fang Zilan's expression was dim and unclear, "If Chen and Murong Qingzhen die, do you think Murong Xun will rebel? All the people he cares about are no longer in this world. Even if he kills all the people in the world, he will change it.

If they don't return their lives, he will not rebel unless he is blinded by hatred."

Zhen Zhu wondered and said, "How could it not be enough? If it were me, I would definitely be full of revenge."

"It may be like this for ordinary people, but Murong Xun is the Zhongzheng King of Miluo. A gentleman who would rather change his name and see his disciple die in order to be loyal. The possibility of rebellion for the death of his wife is not that great." Fang Zilan squeezed his face and said, "

The teacup turned around, and a crack next to the cup was particularly conspicuous. She looked at the crack in the light and said to herself: "Mu Churui's suspicion of Murong Xun is like this crack."

"It only needs someone to touch it." She said and moved her fingers. Without force, the teacup cracked. "You think, what would Mu Churui think if he learned that Murong Xun had killed Mu Chuji?"

"Murrong Xun is rebelling, how dare you kill Mu Chuji..." Zhen Zhu subconsciously covered her mouth, "Isn't that confirming Murong Xun's rebellion? He...he..."

Fang Zilan looked at her with a funny look, "Zhen Zhu, please send me a message to Mi'er. If you hear the news of Mu Chuji's death, you will spread the news in Miluo that Mu Chuji died by Murong Xun."

This chapter—

Fang Zilan: Set a small target first, kill Mu Chuji, and force Murong Xun to rebel~

Mu Chuji: You are dreaming!

Murong Xun: You are dreaming!
Chapter completed!