Chapter 627
Even the conspiracies plotted by those people could not shake Ying Zheng from that position.
How could they possibly do it?
"Junior Brother, don't think like that."
"Second Junior Brother has already gone out to find an antidote for you; I believe he will definitely have a way."
Fu Nian's eyes carried a hint of reproach.
He did not want his Junior Brother to have such thoughts.
"Senior Brother, let's agree to him."
Zhang Liang suddenly spoke.
As soon as he said this, Fu Nian's expression froze for a moment.
"How do you know?"
Fu Nian's face instantly became serious.
He naturally knew who the "him" Zhang Liang was referring to.
But he had never told his two Junior Brothers about that person's existence.
(bfbc)
How could Zhang Liang know about that person?
"Senior Brother, do you think you can hide anything from the two of us?"
"The reason Second Junior Brother and I didn't pay attention wasn't because we didn't discover that person."
"It was because we felt that leaving this matter to you was the most appropriate course of action."
"But now it seems that even if we control Prince Fusu in the future,"
"it still won't be enough to save my life."
"Senior Brother, I don't want to die."
Zhang Liang's expression was exceptionally calm.
His eyes seemed to have suppressed all the waves within them.
Looking at Zhang Liang with such an expression, Fu Nian felt a mix of emotions in his heart.
"If we agree to him, we will never be able to break free again."
Fu Nian said.
"But Senior Brother,"
"if Ying Zheng could find the antidote, we naturally wouldn't need to agree to him."
"But he didn't find it."
Zhang Liang continued.
"Didn't His Majesty send physicians to cure your poison?"
Fu Nian was making a desperate struggle.
He did not want to agree to that person; he did not want to gamble the entire Confucian school.
"Senior Brother, don't you understand yet?"
"If those physicians were useful, Prince Fusu wouldn't have been waiting for death back then."
"Don't forget that Prince Fusu's poison was much deeper than mine; he looked like he was waiting for death."
Zhang Liang reminded him.
As soon as he said this, Fu Nian immediately thought of Prince Fusu's situation before.
At that time, Prince Fusu seemed to have cut himself off from all news from the outside world.
Neither sad nor happy, his expression was blank, his eyes cold.
It was as if he had completely disregarded his own life and death.
Panic and despair are not scary; what is scary is that attitude of not caring about anything anymore.
Fu Nian thought of all this and then closed his eyes.
Death is not scary.
What is scary is knowing that your death is coming, yet having no way to stop it, only waiting for death to arrive.
Waiting day by day for death to arrive is, for a person, nothing less than the greatest torture.
Those who have never experienced it will never know how painful this feeling is.
"Senior Brother, I don't want to die."
This last sentence from Zhang Liang became the final straw that broke Fu Nian.
"Fine, I agree to him."
Fu Nian's eyes instantly became firm.
The entire Confucian school was left with only the three of them.
He could not watch his Junior Brother truly die here.
He had no way to answer to their Master.
Seeing Fu Nian agree, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Liang's mouth.
But this smile did not seem to carry any warmth.
Looking at it made one feel incredibly cold inside.
But Fu Nian did not care at all.
"I will definitely make that person save you."
Fu Nian looked at Zhang Liang and promised.
After saying a few words, Fu Nian hurried out of Zhang Liang's room.
As soon as his back disappeared, Zhang Liang's face became expressionless once again.
If Fu Nian could see Zhang Liang's expression at this moment, he would be somewhat horrified by his Junior Brother's change.
It was an expression that had never appeared on Zhang Liang's face before.
Cold, numb, and filled with a touch of cruelty.
Zhang Liang's character, under this day-after-day torture, was no longer the elegant and gentle one it had been.
Moreover, every sentence just now,
he had said by striking right at Fu Nian's heart.
He knew his Senior Brother's character; he would not let him truly die here.
But his Senior Brother also did not want to easily gamble the Confucian school away.
"I don't want to die."
"Senior Brother, I'm sorry."
Two whispers suddenly sounded in the room.
A trace of struggle appeared on Zhang Liang's numb face.
However, this trace of struggle quickly disappeared.
The news here was naturally learned by Lu Bing as well.
When Lu Bing learned that Ying Zheng had already given up on finding the whereabouts of the Young Master,
he immediately used a carrier pigeon to pass the news here to Ying Mo once again.
When Ying Mo received the letter from the pigeon, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Young Master, what happened?"
Lu Li asked with some curiosity.
Originally, she should have been the first to know about these letters.
But this time, the carrier pigeon happened to land near Ying Mo.
Ying Mo took the letter directly.
"Things over in Xianyang City have become even more interesting."
Ying Mo only said this much and stopped speaking.
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