Chu Qingshu didn't speak, but just looked at her fixedly.

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the eyes, and there is also the reflection of Fang Zhilan.

Fortunately, the system appeared in time: "The host is stable! Be sure to be steady! She is gone, and the tiger amulet is still in your hand. It is a good time to make a move."

Fang Zhilan calmed down, thinking of her unfinished luck value.

Yes, Chu Qingshu has her mission, and she also has her own mission.

So this time, Fang Zhilan lowered her head first.

"Alan." Chu Qingshu was overjoyed and hugged her, "You are so kind."

Don't be too happy, Fang Zhilan thought, I'm not for you.

However, she still skillfully raised her head and rested her chin on Chu Qingshu's shoulder, allowing her to stroke it gently like a cat.

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Expecting that Chu Qingshu would definitely leave as early as possible, Fang Zhilan got up early the next day and cooked a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Sure enough, her noodles were cooked, and Chu Qingshu's baggage was also packed.

The noodles in clear soup are steaming, topped with fresh green onions.

Although she was annoyed at her abandoning her again and again, but thinking of what she was going to do, Fang Zhilan couldn't help feeling that it was a good thing for Chu Qingshu to stay far away.

She propped her cheeks to watch Chu Qingshu eat the noodles bite by bite, and began to say: "Sister Chu, this is the second time you have left me alone..."

It's not guilty, it's fake, Chu Qingshu put down her chopsticks, apologizing very skillfully.

Fang Zhilan smiled: "I don't want your apology, I just want my sister not to abandon me no matter what happens in the future."

"Of course." Chu Qingshu stretched out her hand and intertwined her fingers, "Alan, when I come back from suppressing the rebellion in Nanjiang..."

"Eat the noodles first, the noodles are cold." Fang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat when she heard these words, and she changed the subject.

In TV dramas, most people who set up this kind of fg will never come back.

It was half easy and half heavy to send Chu Qingshu away, and the general's mansion became Fang Zhilan's world instead.

But before the eldest lady left, she specifically asked everyone to treat her as a master, so naturally no servant dared to say anything.

Fang Zhilan sent Chu Qingshu away, and took Luxiu back by the way.

The little girl had never seen anything in the world, so she exclaimed again and again: "Miss, this General's Mansion..."

"Ok?"

"It's really big!"

Unlike the Prime Minister's Mansion, which is square and square and traps one side of the sky, the General's Mansion has a bit of a meaning that the sea is wide and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

Fang Zhilan and Luxiu flew kites, climbed fruit trees, fished, and caught crickets.

It's almost like living in an ancient theme farmhouse.

But the good times didn't last long, and the disappointment came. This morning, the two of them agreed to go out to buy rouge and gouache. Open the door, shivering.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhilan who followed behind smiled, "Could it be that there are ghosts outside the door."

Lu Xiu didn't speak, his face was still pale.

Fang Zhilan felt that something was wrong, and put away the smile on her face.

In the past at this time, outside the gate of the general's mansion, there was always the sound of people carrying burdens and selling goods and vegetables, but today it was so deserted that there was not even a bird chirping.

She walked around the green sleeves and opened the door.

There is no ghost, there is one who is insane, and brought a group of soldiers in strong and sharp clothes, each tall and powerful, blocking the entrance of the general's mansion.

Sima Chen is a lunatic!

Seeing her come out, Sima Chen smiled. As the former male lead, he should have a handsome face, but at this moment, there was an indelible gloom in his smile: "I finally found you, lady."

"You're looking for the wrong person." Fang Zhilan said with a blank expression on her face, and was about to close the door.

"How could it be?" Sima Chen seemed to be thinking, with his brows slightly frowned, "A-Lan is the wife I'm married to, I can't admit my mistake, why don't I call my father-in-law and mother-in-law to admit it? Surely there won't be parents The wrong daughter."

Fang Zhilan had to admit that even if Sima Chen was crazy, his IQ was still above the line.

She obeyed her father when she was not married, and obeyed her husband when she was married. If she is really recognized by the Xiangfu, she is afraid that life will be difficult in the future, and a single charge of unfilial piety will crush her to death.

"Sima Chen." Fang Zhilan's brows drooped, she was extremely indifferent, "Even though we had an engagement, you have already written a divorce letter, do you want me to show it to you?"

After speaking, he made a gesture and said to Lu Xiu: "Lu Xiu, go and get the divorce papers."

"Miss, have you forgotten?" Lu Xiu said, "The divorce papers were put in the bag, and the bag was stolen."

...Fang Zhilan fell silent.

Whether it was loud or not, the voice reached Sima Chen's ears.

His brows were stretched, and his face was slightly pale: "Mistress, look, where is there any divorce letter? Even God is reluctant to let us separate."

Fang Zhilan's hand hanging by her side was clenched into a fist, wishing she could hit him.

But in the end, he held back: "What exactly do you want?"

What does he want, is there even a need to ask?Sima Chen felt wronged.

He nodded slightly, his face was gloomy, and he shot Fang Zhilan's naked eyes: "Of course it's you, my lady."

Want her?Fang Zhilan was slightly taken aback.

Such a big battle, just for himself, this Sima Chen is really crazy.

She weighed it up: "If I don't want to, what about you?"

"Why?" Sima Chen's eyes were red, and he seemed to be gnashing his teeth, "Alan, you obviously like me."

As he said that, he threatened again, and said viciously: "If you don't want to, I will order people to burn this general's mansion down."

Looks like an overlord.

But Fang Zhilan knew that this insanity could be put into words, so she nodded: "Okay, wait for me to pack my things."

Sima Chen was taken aback for a moment, overjoyed: "I knew it..."

You know what a fart, Fang Zhilan rolled her eyes.

"Miss." Lu Xiu hurriedly grabbed her sleeve, very firm, "I'll go with you."

Fang Zhilan knew she couldn't be stopped, so she didn't stop her.

Wherever she lives is not living, facing Sima Chen's face, she may not be able to eat, and she can still lose weight that has grown during this period.

The divorced concubine returned to Prince Chen's mansion, and stayed in the main hall. All the women in the backyard heard about it.

Around Fang Zhilan, the road is short in the east and long in the west.

Sima Chen has been very busy recently, Wuxia went crazy in front of Fang Zhilan, and she was also happy to chat with these concubines, nibbling melon seeds and drinking tea: "Long time no see, everyone seems to be a lot whiter."

"Damn!" Yingying, who can sing, couldn't wait to speak, "Princess, have you forgotten? Last time at your place, Qingyou handed over her whitening prescription since she was a child. Everyone improves it while using it, so don't let it go." Like layers of skin, all white and tender..."

"Yes, I took it back and gave it to my sisters at home, and they all said it was very good."

Someone flattered her again: "However, it can't compare to Wangfei, you are born with icy muscles and bones, and you have never seen a tan after such a long time outside..."

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound in the room.

The concubine of a prince disappeared for a long time without any reason and came back again, so others dared not ask more questions.

The last person who spoke was awkward and a little embarrassed.

I'm afraid that the princess sitting on top will make trouble.

"It's nothing." Fang Zhilan picked up a piece of pastry casually, "I'm just in a good mood outside, and my skin will naturally heal."

Anyone can understand the meaning, but everyone dare not respond to her words.

How can a concubine dare to accompany the principal to speak ill of the head of the family?

Still Xuan'er stood up in a jerk: "Oh, I remembered that when I went out, there was still boiling bird's nest and peach gum in the small kitchen, and that maid likes to doze off again. Please forgive me, I have to take a step back first."

"Go." Fang Zhilan waved her hand generously.

After all, people depend on food.

Someone stood up again: "I suddenly remembered that I haven't done my homework in the Buddhist hall today, it's time..."

"Yes." Fang Zhilan nodded in agreement.

Everything can be lost, but faith cannot be lost.

One after another, the concubines in the house should collect their clothes, go back to practice the piano, go back to feed the cat, and other excuses such as these were brought out one by one, and they retreated cleanly one after another.

Yingying and Yanyan came in flocks and left together.

Fang Zhilan was the only one left in the huge room.

Unexpectedly, these words actually reached Sima Chen's ears.

In the evening, Fang Zhilan was drinking porridge. He stepped into the house with an unfriendly expression: "Did those concubines offend you?"

Fang Zhilan was taken aback for a moment before she understood what he was talking about, she quickly shook her head and said, "No."

"If you don't like it." Sima Chen said, "I'll just divorce them."

Those little girls were either the daughters of innocent families, or they were redeemed by Sima Chen from the brothel.

Without the palace, they couldn't survive.

Fang Zhilan quit, threw the porcelain spoon into the bowl, and made a crisp sound: "What are you going to do with them? If you divorce them, who am I going to talk to?!"

Seeing that she was angry, Sima Chen felt stuffy again, and said, "Why, they took my attention away from you, isn't A-Lan angry?"

Who cares about your attention, Fang Zhilan scoffed lightly.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Sima Chen came over aggrieved, but he didn't dare to get too close because he was afraid of making Fang Zhilan unhappy, so he just sat not far from her: "Don't worry, Alan, wait for me during this period of time." When I'm done with work, I'll have time to be alone with you."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan continued to drink the porridge without looking up.

Don't ask what he's up to.

Fang Zhilan naturally knew what he was busy with, busy rebelling, busy arranging cronies inside and outside the palace.

The heaven and earth net is slowly tightening towards the palace.

Sure enough, within half a month, when Sima Chen went out one day, he specially ordered his soldiers to take good care of the palace, especially the courtyard of the princess, so elite soldiers would not even fly in.

Fang Zhilan was inside and couldn't fly out.

She had nothing to do, she could only lie on the couch and read idle books, and when she was tired, she would sleep for a while.

It wasn't until Fang Zhilan woke up from the flames outside that she realized that it was the torches in the hands of the soldiers that were burning blazingly.

Fang Zhilan was a little thirsty, so she sat up and drank a cup of tea.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and only Sima Chen could come in.

His eyes were shining, obviously he had changed into clean clothes, but it was hard to hide the smell of blood on his body.

"Your." Sima Chen put a jade carving in front of Fang Zhilan, "Lady, do you think this Phoenix seal is big?"

Well, it's quite big, Fang Zhilan stretched out his hand to weigh it, and probably could punch a big hole in his head.

But she didn't really hit it, but after Sima Chen left in a hurry, she found a drawer and put away the Phoenix Seal.

After all, this thing can help her.

Sima Chen's ability to get the phoenix seal also means that the jade seal has fallen into his hands, and he can't sit still.

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