Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1362 Boundless

Before the carriage stopped, a woman in dark green clothes jumped out of the carriage. When she saw Xiahou Yunzhao, she almost fell down.

Fortunately, Xiahou Yunzhao was quick to act and grabbed the woman's arm, helping her to stand more steadily.

"Sister..." The woman stroked her chest with one hand and tightly held Xiahou Yunzhao's hand with the other, "How is my husband now?"

"Now you remember my unlucky brother." Xiahou Yunzhao was not in a good mood. The woman's face turned pale. Murong Qing on the side had an idea in his mind. He thought that she was the wife of the head of the Xiahou family - Wu Ying.

"The Wu family is willing to let you come back, there must be some hidden story behind it." Xiahou Yunzhao was unyielding. Wu Ying opened her mouth but hesitated to speak.

"Forget it. For Mingxun's sake, I won't ask." Xiahou Yunzhao said in a relaxed tone, "Since you are back, go check on Mingxun. He...is not doing well."

Wu Ying's eyes were red and she ran quickly into the Xiahou family. The maid followed her hurriedly, but Murong Qing was still blocked outside the door by Xiahou Yunzhao.

"General Xiahou, you just let him in like that?" There was a sting in Murong Qing's words. Xiahou Yunzhao heard it clearly, but ignored it and said, "If the prince was the wife of my master Xiahou, I would definitely let him in too."

Murong Qing clenched his fists, "General Xiahou, one night has passed. When will you be willing to hand over Miss Awan?"

Xiahou Yunzhao remained silent. The two sides remained in a stalemate for another hour until dawn.

Murong Qing completely lost his patience. He raised his hand, and Meng Tingyang beside him didn't wait for him to move before he saw someone from the Xiahou family coming out.

Ye Yun looked flustered and whispered something into Xiahou Yunzhao's ear. After hearing it, her expression changed and she turned around and went back to Xiahou's house.

Seeing this, Murong Qing took a few steps forward, and Ye Yun did not stop him, allowing him to enter the Xiahou family.

Meng Tingyang, who was following closely behind Murong Qing, was on high alert, "Sir, I'm afraid something has happened to the Xiahou family."

"No matter how big the matter is, it's nothing more than the death of the head of the Xiahou family." Murong Qing said lightly, not caring at all that he was stepping on the bricks of the Xiahou family at this moment.

Meng Tingyang wanted to say something but stopped himself. Xiao Xuan'er, who followed him, pursed her lips, but in the end, neither of them spoke. They just followed Murong Qing into the backyard.

Murong Qing saw Xiahou Yunzhao standing in front of the door of a wing room from a distance and asked sternly, "Where is Elder Ye?"

"Maybe he went to the toilet." A servant replied, and then Xiahou Yunzhao shouted, "Then go find him!"

Murong Qing thought thoughtfully, "Do you think the head of the Xiahou family will be in that room?"

Meng Tingyang shook his head. Murong Qing was interested. "It seems that it was not the head of the Xiahou family who died, but someone else."

"But the person who can make General Xiahou so nervous..." Meng Tingyang frowned, "Could it be the wife of the head of the Xiahou family?"

Murong Qing looked at Mr. Ye who had just met Xiahou Yunzhao and hurried into the side room, and said without comment: "You will know if you go over and take a look." Fang Zilan said to the maid beside her: "Go and invite Miss Cong over and tell her that she wants to hear a story."

The housekeeper watched her put away books and set out melon seeds and tea. Just as he was about to say something, he saw her looking up at him, "What are you still doing here? Go and invite the person in."

The housekeeper walked out silently and brought the people in. When the two entered the yard again, they saw Fang Zilan directing the servants to bring in tables and chairs. The table was placed in the middle, and the chairs were surrounded in a circle, which surprised the two of them.

"This..." The food delivery man couldn't help but frown. He was originally a well-known storyteller in the capital. Yesterday, for some reason, a military officer came to his house and asked him to tell stories at Fang's house. The reward was very high, but the conditions were a bit strange. He had to dress up as a food delivery man to enter the house.

Although the adults in the rich and powerful families all have some strange hobbies, this is the first time he has heard of someone liking to listen to the storytellers who deliver the food. Now seeing this scene, he hesitated a little.

However, Fang Zilan did not give him any time to hesitate. She pointed at the table and said, "That's your seat. When everyone is almost here, you can start talking. I've said in advance that this is not a storytelling, but something new that has happened in the capital recently. You can prepare first."

Before she finished her words, the housekeeper pushed the man to stand behind the table and said, "Please wait a moment."

"No, I..." The man wanted to say that he could only tell stories, but no one gave him the chance. Soon, the whole courtyard was filled with people chattering. The pairs of bright eyes made him feel guilty, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "If you want to talk about what's new in the capital recently, it must be Lord Fang Zilan..."

Fang Zilan choked on her tea again when she heard this. She coughed a few times and attracted the man's attention. He slowed down his tone and lowered his voice. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, looking at this lady's reaction, could it be that she has heard of this? It's impossible. He just heard this from the restaurant yesterday. How could such a spoiled young lady have heard of this?

On the side, Cong Rong patted Fang Zilan on the back and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to interrupt him?"

"No need." Fang Zilan calmed down and whispered: "Let him speak and listen to what people outside say about me."

The man saw the two of them whispering, but there was no intention of not letting him talk. He immediately calmed down and talked about what he had seen and heard recently, such as Fang Zilan and the Southeast Pinghai bandits, and the Xiahou family's medical girl's wonderful rejuvenation treatment What a plague, he said it so miraculously that everyone was amazed.

Towards the end of the story, a boy asked: "I heard that Mo Bin and his son, the guard of Mushan Pass, will be escorted back to Beijing in the next two days. According to what the gentleman said, Mo Bin and his son were at Pinghai. You’ve done your best, so why are you being escorted back to Beijing?”

"You don't know something about this." The man deliberately let it slip and said mysteriously: "I heard that Fang Zilan, Lord Fang, fell in love with Mo Han, the youngest son of the Mo family, and he accidentally read a book about the Mo family. What happened to the Mo family is really a disaster."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone sitting around suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on Fang Zilan. She took a sip of tea calmly, then looked at the person and said, "Sir, do you know who I am?"

The man looked confused, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of a lady's name before."

Fang Zilan reminded him with a smile, "This is Fang Mansion."

"I know." The man nodded, and then realized something was wrong. There were many dignitaries named Fang in the capital, so he didn't find out which Fang mansion it was. Now that he thought about it, he thought about the military master guarding the house and the female head of the house. The one who calls the shots, could it be...

When he was panicking, Fang Zilan's voice came faintly, "I am the Fang Zilan in the story Mr. told."