"Master Fang?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Who is the young master talking about, isn't it the one who was killed?"

Ah Shi was speechless for a moment, so Fang Zilan continued to say to herself, "I just went to see it. Not only all officials, but even His Majesty has visited the execution ground in person. It's such a big scene. Unfortunately, the empress dowager I stood there and couldn't see anything..."

She was still talking nonstop, but Ah Shi felt that she couldn't hear a word. She was obviously a very similar face, but her voice and tone were completely different from that of Fang Zilan, the Duke of Yue, whom he knew. She was the innocent and spoiled person of the daughter of the deep boudoir.

Fang Zilan saw the subtle changes in Ah Shi's face, stopped talking, and asked carefully: "Young Master, are you talking too much?"

"No." Ah Shi smiled politely, "Miss Fang San's temperament is lively and cheerful, which makes people feel very friendly." After saying that, he turned to Fang Chongzheng and bowed: "Master, I am abrupt. Please forgive me for any rudeness."

"Ah, the young master is so serious." Fang Chongzheng said indifferently: "Young master is young and he doesn't care much about his actions, but in order to avoid the emergence of external troubles, please think twice before doing it."

"What the Prime Minister disciplined is that I've recorded it." Ah Shi glanced at Fang Zilan deeply, then said goodbye and left.

Qiu Chan was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. Without any further ado, she saw Fang Zilan walking to the window, standing side by side with Fang Chongzheng, looking out the window, and whispering: "He doesn't seem to be doing easy."

"After today, many people will not be able to live easily." Fang Chong made some point, and Fang Zilan had already withdrawn her gaze and cursed the corners of her lips, "It has nothing to do with me whether it is relaxed or not."

Ah downstairs seemed to feel something. He looked up and looked over, but only saw Fang Zilan's thin back, thin as paper cuts, no different from the graceful and lazy daughter-in-law in the high-ranking family, and did not have the proud character of the Duke of Yue that was as proud as the pines and cypresses.

Even he himself couldn't help but wonder, was he really wrong? The Duke of Yue Fang Zilan was really dead. Now the third lady of the Fang family is alive. Are they really not the same person?

It was not until the eyes behind her that Fang Zilan stood up straight again. Fang Chongzheng looked at her thoughtfully, knowing it in his heart. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and has been in the army for several years. Although she looks thin, her heroic and murderous aura are not so easy to cover up. In the past few days after returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she has mostly held her body in her mouth, looking like a weak and sick person. It's just...

"What do you mean to me?" Fang Zilan calmed her expression and returned to her usual cold appearance.

"Ah, you should recognize this child." Fang Chongzheng did not go around with Fang Zilan, and she nodded directly and said, "Recognize it."

"I heard from Lihui that at the beginning of this year, you handed over all the business under the name of the Duke of Yue and the business in the northern border to Ah Shi. He could detect something so keenly, and others would also notice it." Fang Chongzheng looked serious, "This is just the beginning, not the end."

"I know." Fang Zilan sighed faintly, "Wang An Wang is unwilling to accept it, and he is afraid that he will kill all Fang Zilan in the capital before he will give up."

"If Fang Zilan wants to die, it is not just King Rong'an?" Fang Chongzheng's eyes were filled with unbearable expressions, "If you are willing, you might as well leave the capital. With the Fang family as your support, the world is vast and the rivers and lakes are far away, you can move with your heart."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan smiled slightly, "It sounds good."

"But you don't want to, aren't you?" Fang Chongzheng gave the expected answer, and Fang Zilan said, "The people I care about are all in the capital, how can I leave the capital and stay alone?"

Fang Chongzheng shook his head helplessly, "Have you thought about it?"

"It's not my style to be out of my way." Fang Zilan casually sorted out her sleeves, "What's more, the Prime Minister said, someone would cause trouble for the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. At this critical moment, I, the third lady of the Prime Minister, left Beijing rashly. Wouldn't I cause trouble for the Fang family? I have always disliked causing trouble for others."

"Is that true?" Fang Chongzheng refused to comment. He naturally knew that Fang Zilan was telling the truth, but with her personality, she would never keep such words in her heart. It was the first time she said it so bluntly.

For some reason, although he only had a few sides, he always felt that the person in front of him was different from Fang Zilan before, so when Di Rong was receiving the banquet, he believed Princess Erya's words in a trance--she was actually another person under this body.

Fang Zilan raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Dad, if you don't believe in your daughter, your daughter will be sad."

Her tone was quite coquettish. Even Fang Chongzheng coughed lightly, "Lan'er, stop making trouble."

Fang Zilan immediately changed back to the appearance of a well-behaved lady, gave a tribute and responded yes.

After a few days, as Fang Chongzheng said, the people who tested the third lady of the Prime Minister's House one after another. How could the thin and sick lady of the third lady be able to withstand such kindness, so she fell ill within two days.

On the day Fang Zilan's illness, she was caught up with the flower party held by Mrs. Wang Quanrui, the Minister of Rites. In previous years, she was never invited on such occasions. One was the daughter of the Prime Minister's House, and the other was famously weak.

In fact, when she was just ten years old, there were many family activities such as flower clubs and tea parties. They pretended to invite her once or twice. After being rejected again, they never handed in invitations to Baoxiu Pavilion.

After all, there is a girl who is famous in the capital like Fang Ziqin and a precious daughter like Fang Zitong. Who would remember that there is such a third lady in the prime minister’s house who is incredible?

Over time, Fang Zilan, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was forgotten by many aristocratic families in the capital. However, this year was different. A Duke of Yue, who had the same name as her, committed a heinous crime. Once he fell from the clouds, the nobles of the high-ranking families remembered her, the lady of the same name.

After participating in several activities, Fang Zilan gradually realized that perhaps the world was peaceful in recent years or the prosperity and happiness of the capital, which made these nobles of aristocratic families quite bored and lonely. They wanted to add some adjustments to this empty life, but they decided not to sacrifice themselves to entertain others. They had to wait for someone day and night for something to happen to others, so that they could mock themselves, which was also considered a fun life to pass the time.

Therefore, as the object of criticism, Fang Zilan is full of discussion wherever she goes. She plays a gentle daughter with her eyebrows down and smiles slightly, as if she doesn't understand what others are saying.

However, at the flower party held by Mrs. Wang Quanrui, Fang Zilan saw the lost Mo Han and Awan with his head hanging down. She watched the two of them suffer from difficulties and could no longer maintain their gentleness.

Fang Zilan: I tried my best to keep a low profile, but I'm sorry, it always comes uninvited...
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