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Fang Zilan remained silent, watched Ah Shi saluting with integrity, then stood up, looked at her for the first time and said, "Mr. Fang, I hope you will take care of me."

"So too." Fang Zilan pursed her lips, "People should be the most important thing in everything, I hope that Ah will live a long life without worries."

When Mo Han heard this, his expression changed. Fang Zilan's words sounded like a parting blessing at first glance. When she thought about it carefully, she seemed to not be in contact with Ah, but if she thought a little more, she would be most like to say it to herself.

Will you live a hundred years old? From the moment she was trapped in the identity of Duke of Yue of Dajing, there was no such luxury.

Ah Shi nodded and finally turned around and left. He had no luggage, so he only brought a few clothes that Fang Zilan had made for him, so he went to the Fang family without looking back.

Fang Zilan saw his back disappearing, and she felt relaxed and sad. What was relaxed was that he followed Fang Lihui, at least he had no worries about food and clothing, and the future was expected, but what was sad was what other people in the house should do.

Seeing that summer is coming to an end, the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet is coming. Since she has agreed to Li Shengxuan, she will test Ji Ningtian at the banquet, so she has to find ways to properly place the people around her.

She asked Xiao Xuan'er to go back to Qianjinfang before the Mid-Autumn Festival to learn about her condition with Wan Jun. As for Cong Rong and Awan, she arranged for the two to go with Xiao Xuan'er to find Wu Sheng's family under the name of enjoying the osmanthus and traveling to the river, and to comfort her.

Although they were all lies, Fang Zilan also took some effort and explained the tasks to the three of them seriously, so they had never had any doubts.

Even Zheng Yan, she quietly went to the Ministry of War, tampered with some trouble, and moved his military status to the place.

However, he did not hide these things from Mo Han. He watched Fang Zilan do all this quietly. It was not until early August that he had an open and honest conversation with her.

"Sister Lan, the wind is cool at night." Mo Han said as he put on a cloak on Fang Zilan's shoulder. She raised her hand and sighed softly, "Mo Han, I haven't figured out what to say yet, you'll come to me first."

"Sister Lan has made up his mind?" Mo Han sat beside her, her eyes crossing the eaves of the corridor, and looking at the crescent moon.

Fang Zilan leaned halfway on the corridor column, her expression was dim and unclear, "It's not the time."

Mo Han didn't say anything, and listened to her on her own words, "Your Majesty wants me to test King Ji Ningtian of the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet. Since it was a test, I would not take his life, but once my sword pointed at him..."

She didn't continue to say that, Mo Han said, "It will be regarded as betraying the Ghost Gate, right?"

"I have asked Awan indirectly recently and also asked the Wheel King for inquiries." Fang Zilan suddenly changed his voice, "I am not completely a member of the Ghost Sect. The contract between me and the Ghost Sect ended when I killed enough people in the palace. Everything behind was done by the original owner of this body for repaying kindness and emotion."

"Will Ji Ningtian let you go?" Mo Han looked at her steadily, and she took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to him, "Probably not, so I don't plan to tear him directly."

Mo Han held the ball of paper and did not open it, "What is this?"

"The reason why I lost control is also a bargaining chip." Fang Zilan glanced at the paper ball and whispered: "Mo Han, check it for me and try to find clues before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so that the chance of winning will be greater."

"What if I can't find out?" Mo Han asked, "What are you going to talk to Ji Ning?"

"I will tell him about the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet in advance." Fang Zilan's expression faded a little. "When I was rehearsing the club drama last year, he reminded me that I would return it to him this time."

"Ji Ningtian may not be unaware of the fraud in the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet." Mo Han frowned slightly, "As far as I know, he was never invited in the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet in previous years. If there are changes this year, he will also be suspicious."

"Since Your Majesty has set up a plan, he can't let him go." Fang Zilan's tone was very confident, "Even if he shirked his responsibilities, Your Majesty will always have a way to let him appear."

Mo Han looked at her thoughtfully, "Sister Lan, I think you trust Your Majesty more."

Fang Zilan smiled, "Whether I believe it or not, he did the right thing in his right position."

"As appropriate?" Mo Han repeated the word and suddenly understood.

Fang Zilan believed not only Li Shengxuan, but also the emperor of Dajing.

For some reason, Mo Han suddenly remembered the scene he hurried to Xiangsheng Restaurant on the night of the Lantern Festival.

Li Shengxuan stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. Although he was separated from Fang Zilan on the couch, the ambiguity between the two seemed to dissipate the room with the smell of alcohol. For a moment, he felt that he was an outsider.

After not hearing the movement for a long time, Fang Zilan turned her head and looked over, "What are you thinking, so enchanting?"

"Nothing." Mo Han shook his head, but could not escape Fang Zilan's gaze that was thoroughly lit. He asked quietly: "Sister Lan, do you like Your Majesty?"

"What is this?" Fang Zilan asked subconsciously, and Mo Han said in a deep voice: "On the night of the Lantern Festival, I saw Your Majesty, and he treated you..."

He didn't say anything, Fang Zilan waved his hand and said perfunctorily for a few words, and finally weakened his tone under his almost scrutiny gaze, "Then what, the food and food in Xiangsheng Restaurant are good. Mo Han, I'll invite you to have a meal tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Mo Han responded with a tactile tone. He knew what Fang Zilan didn't want to say, and asking more questions was useless. What he was most pleased with now was that she did not push herself away this time.

Everyone can leave, and she stayed, that's enough.

"Mo Han." Fang Zilan shouted his name softly and said confidently: "I won't have anything to do, nor will I let you have something to do."

Mo Han nodded, "Sister Lan, do you still remember what I like to eat?"

"What?" Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, and Mo Han smiled helplessly, "You treat me to a meal, and you don't even remember what I like to eat?"

"You said this." Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension in her heart disappeared. In fact, even she felt inexplicable, why did she hesitate when Mo Han asked her if she liked Li Shengxuan.

It was better to just say that she didn't like it, but she couldn't say it when she was talking. Could it be that she really had something to do with Li Shengxuan that she shouldn't have?

While she chatted with Mo Han about food and drink, she yawned lightly. Later, she didn't know when she returned to the house, but she vaguely remembered that it was a good dream.

The next afternoon, Fang Zilan took Mo Han and Zheng Yan to Xiangsheng Restaurant while she was resting.

The restaurant staff greeted them to the second floor, "Several guests, this is the most popular restaurant in our restaurant, and the scenery is good..."

Fang Zilan threw the broken silver on the table and interrupted the guy, "Okay, I know. Come again when the food is served, don't run away."

"Okay." The guy accepted the money neatly and ran away.

Fang Zilan looked at the window and sighed, "The scenery is good, and was about to withdraw her gaze, but she heard a scream, "Let me go!"

Awan: I never expected that I would be sent off like this? Fang Zilan, do you really think I have made no progress?
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