Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Wan Shufang realized that she had her own thoughts when looking at Harizula's behavior, and she instantly understood that there was something wrong with her mentality.

She took a deep breath, exhaled it, then hit her head with her hand, and said calmly: "Your Highness, no matter what you do, I will do my best to cooperate with you."

Shopkeeper Wang on the side heard this and immediately agreed: "The common people will also cooperate with His Royal Highness."

The prince looked gentle: "I don't have much to do now, but Harizula will see the outcome in three days. If you want to know whether Harizula will be used by the deputy leader, you have to relax and wait for three days."

"After three days, if Harizula can occupy the capital of Ulan in one fell swoop, I will meet her as she said."

The prince was also a little curious about Harizula. Regarding her proposal, he thought about it for a while and thought that he could meet her.

If the two of them have the same idea, it might be possible for them to get married, but the content of this marriage will have to be debated by both of them.

"I listen to His Highness the Crown Prince." After Wan Shufang adjusted her mentality, she made an agreement with the Crown Prince about meeting in three days, and then said goodbye to Shopkeeper Wang and left.

She stayed away from where the prince was and began to wonder about the relationship between the deputy leader and Xu Qinglu.

She wanted to meet Xu Qinglu and figure out some of her thoughts, so that she could defeat her when the two sides faced off.

However, Wan Shufang didn't know where Xu Qinglu was at this moment. After much deliberation, she went back to the military camp to find the deputy leader.

As soon as she came back, she heard the news that Bai Yue, the saint of the White Lotus Sect, poisoned King Ulan to death at the instruction of the deputy leader. Princess Ulan felt sad about this and issued a pursuit order against the White Lotus Sect.

"When did this happen?" Wan Shufang never expected that the prince's guess would be realized so quickly. She was surprised and quickly came to a person to ask.

"This happened two hours ago. We know it because someone from the White Lotus Sect came here."

The person who was questioned by Wan Shufang looked very excited, as if he had no good feelings about the White Lotus Sect.

"The people of the White Lotus Sect are so bold. They dare to poison the king. No wonder they are hunted down by Her Royal Highness the Princess. It's a shame that these people actually came to the noble lady. Do they want to implicate the noble lady?"

"I don't know what your noble lady is thinking. She didn't intend to drive them out, but chose to keep them here. I'm really worried that these people will deal with your lady like they dealt with the king."

Wan Shufang ignored what he said next and carefully thought about his previous sentence. She couldn't help but feel that Princess Ulan was moving too fast. She felt as if Princess Ulan was a roundworm in the prince's belly and could clearly know what the prince was worried about now.

She bit her lip and glanced in the direction of Harizula's camp, then turned and left the camp to find Zhou Jing.

As soon as she walked out of the gate of the military camp, she bumped into Harizula and Zhou Jing coming towards her.

Seeing the scene of the two supporting each other, Wan Shufang was shocked, but asked calmly: "Have you two also reached a cooperation in private?"

Harizula was about to speak, but Zhou Jing spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Wan Shufang was startled, but she reflexively came to Zhou Jing to feel her pulse.

Zhou Jing stepped aside to avoid Wan Shufang's attempt to check her pulse.

"You vomited poisonous blood." Wan Shufang was so anxious that her voice broke.

"I've been poisoned and I'm going to see the King of Hell soon." Zhou Jing looked calm.

Wan Shufang heard something was wrong in her tone, suppressed the eagerness in her heart, and looked at her seriously.

Her face was as pale as paper, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth showed that she was in a good mood at the moment.

Wan Shufang was puzzled: "How come you were poisoned when you were fine before? And why are you resisting me so much? Do you want to die from the poison?"

"It's what I asked for." Zhou Jing said and spat out another mouthful of poisonous blood. The color on her face was completely drained by this spit.

Wan Shufang's heart was suddenly pricked, and her expression turned ugly.

She wanted to check Zhou Jing's pulse forcefully, but before she could put her hand on Zhou Jing's wrist, Zhou Jing fell to the ground and breathed out more than inhaled.

Wan Shufang saw that her palms were cold, and she seemed to be shrouded in cold fear. However, her instinct as a doctor made her quickly squat down to check Zhou Jing.

"Wan Shufang, don't waste your efforts on me." Zhou Jing was obviously angry, but grabbing Wan Shufang's hand was like an iron pliers, making Wan Shufang unable to check the situation for her.

"Zhou Jing, do you really want to die that much?" Wan Shufang's breathing was rapid and heavy, so that her voice became sharp and harsh, "Old General Zhou is the only relative like you. He is gone, and you, as his My daughter must live no matter what."

Zhou Shaojun was willing to die because he wanted to use his own death plan. Although Wan Shufang didn't understand what he planned, she chose to respect him.

But why did Zhou Jing choose to die? She guessed Zhou Shaojun's thoughts and wanted to do it according to Zhou Shaojun's thoughts.

But things are not at their worst. Zhou Jing has a chance to survive as long as she is careful. Why should she give up this opportunity?

Wan Shufang couldn't understand and didn't want to think about Zhou Jing's inner thoughts, so she just threw away her hand and took out the silver needle from her body and started acupuncture on her.

Her Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate can maintain a person's vitality, so she placed all the silver needles on Zhou Jing's body to check her pulse to determine her current condition, and then take out the poisonous blood to study an antidote for her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she made a move, Zhou Jing suddenly had the strength to push her away.

"What's the point of my life?" Zhou Jing's eyes were as sharp as blades. "My relatives are gone. I don't like Dajing or Wulan, so I have no choice but to die and meet the King of Hell."

"Wan Shufang, I know you feel guilty because of my father's death, but his death was his choice and has nothing to do with you. The same is true for my death. You don't have to save me."

As she spoke, her eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, as if Wan Shufang was torturing her by trying to save her, and she was trying to burn Wan Shufang into ashes with her remaining breath.

Wan Shufang understood what she meant and her determination at this time, but she really didn't want Zhou Jing to get into trouble.

She earnestly advised: "This world is not just Dajing and Ulan, there are many countries. If you don't like Dajing and Ulan, you can go to other countries."

"I believe that with your ability you can live comfortably in other countries, so don't give up your life so easily. You have to cheer up and live well."

Zhou Jing couldn't listen at all and insisted on her own opinion: "I have made my meaning very clear. Why do you insist on letting me live? Is it to calm the guilt in your heart?"

She speculated on Wan Shufang's good intentions with the greatest malice, and a look of sarcasm appeared on her face as pale as paper.

Wan Shufang lowered her face: "To be honest, I have never felt guilty about General Zhou's death, because I know why General Zhou died so calmly, so I respect him very much."

"But I don't agree with or respect your choice. If you speculate on me with malicious intent, then I can only say that you are not upright, and that's why I am afraid that I will save you."