Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1436 Regret
"Did your young lady practice sword fighting this morning?" Ah Wan frowned slightly. Qiu Chan replied helplessly, "Isn't it like this every day?"

"It's different." A Wan took Fang Zilan's pulse and said calmly, "Today is at least an hour earlier than usual."

Qiu Chan then realized that because of the year-end festival, the lights in Fengyi Palace were turned on extra early, so she thought that Fang Zilan got up in the morning to practice sword at about the same time as usual, but in fact it was more than an hour longer.

"Miss Awan, is my young lady okay?" Qiu Chan's face suddenly turned pale and his voice trembled a little.

A Wan sighed and patted the back of Fang Zilan's hand, "Look, if you cherish your life half as much as Miss Qiu Chan, I would worry less."

Fang Zilan pretended to be asleep and didn't hear anything. Awan snorted and got up to pick up the medicine.

However, Qiu Chan was afraid that Fang Zilan would catch a cold, so she covered her with a blanket and then quietly went to help Awan.

It was not until the afternoon that Fang Zilan yawned and stood up. She had a simple lunch with Qiu Chan and Awan, then slowly walked up to the top of the city wall.

The adults who were going to perform the New Year's Festival had already taken their seats and were talking in groups of two or three before the show officially started. However, an adult who had always been away from the crowd and kept a distance from everyone else caught Fang Zilan's attention.

Seeing Fang Zilan stop walking, Awan couldn't help but look in the direction she was looking. "That outfit is for you... the role of the great demon of all ages, right?"

She originally wanted to say that it was the same role Fang Zilan played back then, but fortunately she stopped talking in time. She took a quick glance and found that Fang Zilan was not listening to what she was saying at all.

So she stared at him for a long time, but she couldn't see anything. She had to ask Fang Zilan, "Do you know that gentleman? It's strange. The New Year's opera hasn't started yet. Why is he wearing a mask? Doesn't he feel bored?"

Before she finished her words, Fang Zilan turned around and walked down the tower. Qiu Chan, who was following behind her, stopped her and said, "Miss, you must not do that. The New Year's Festival is about to begin. Not to mention that the Queen is waiting for you, His Majesty and all the officials are here too. You can't..."

"Get out of the way." Fang Zilan's expression suddenly turned cold, frightening Qiu Chan. A Wan asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Xiahou Zhang, who was standing on the tower not far away, saw this scene, whispered something into Li Shengxuan's ear, and then asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Shengxuan interrupted him, "Who is the one pretending to be a demon?"

Xiahou Zhang was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Your Majesty, are you asking about the man in red who pretended to be the great demon of the ages?"

"Who is he?" Li Shengxuan's voice was deep, and Xiahou Zhang hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, that is the son of the Minister of Revenue Xu Youtong, the head of the Ministry of Justice, Xu Yi."

"Xu family?" Li Shengxuan clenched his hands into fists. "The Xu family where Mo Han is?"

"Yes." Xiahou Zhang nodded, "Your Majesty, is there anything wrong?"

"Where is Xu You?" Li Shengxuan said solemnly, "Send him to see me." Xiahou Zhang was confused and was about to respond, but he heard Li Shengxuan say, "Wait, wait until the New Year's Festival is over, then send Xu You to see me."

"Sister Xiu..." Zhen Zhu called out timidly. Fang Zilan's hands were shaking from exhaustion, but she still held her hand tightly. "Zhen Zhu, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid." Zhen Zhu said without hesitation, but her face showed obvious fear. Her palms were full of fine sweat, soaking Fang Zilan's hands.

"I'm sorry for tiring you to this point." Fang Zilan said in a low voice, but Zhen Zhu suddenly shook off her hand, stepped away and knelt in front of her, "Sister Xiu, Zhen Zhu has been saved by you for six years. Honey... My sister once taught me that in this life, we don't ask for longevity, but only for a proper death. Zhen Zhu can rush to Qiluo City to deliver a letter and accompany Sister Xiu on this journey, so I have no regrets even if I die."

"Silly girl." Fang Zilan stretched out her hand, Zhen Zhu took her hand, and said with a forced smile: "My sister said that some people live their whole lives in a muddle and accomplish nothing, while some people only live for a short ten years, but they are full of color, bright and free. Zhen Zhu would rather be the latter."

Fang Zilan smiled but didn't say anything. She looked at Awan again. However, before she could open her mouth, Awan said, "When you were in the capital, you said that you would sacrifice your life in Qiluo City. Since I promised you, there is no reason to regret it."

She raised her eyebrows and said, "But I'm going to say this in advance. Don't think of committing suicide and leaving me behind. If you die, I can't live either."

"Alright." Fang Zilan nodded. "Help me down from the tower. Let's go see how many people are left in the city and prepare for the final battle."

Awan and Zhen Zhu helped Fang Zilan down from the city wall, and saw Deputy General Cao and Zhou Lang waiting below. Both of them were covered in dust and blood, looking extremely embarrassed, but their eyes were as firm as ever.

"Boss." Deputy General Cao limped to Fang Zilan's front. She waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and then asked, "How many people are there in the city now?"

"In the city?" Zhou Lang was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, "There are still 401 soldiers and civilians in the city, nearly half of whom are wounded."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips. "Deputy General Zhou, Lao Cao, tomorrow you will split your troops into two groups, one to guard the city gate and the other to protect the people. Count all the weapons and distribute them to everyone. Give me the bows and arrows, I will guard them on the city wall. If there are still archers in the army, let them go up to the city wall with me. As for Awan and Zhenzhu..."

"I'm with Deputy General Zhou." A Wan interrupted her without any hesitation. "Although my martial arts skills are not very good, I'm good at poisoning and plotting. Following Deputy General Zhou won't be a burden to him."

Fang Zilan looked at A Wan helplessly and said, "I don't plan to leave you idle. Please wait for a moment. I have other arrangements. Zhen Zhu, you can follow Lao Cao among the people. Remember not to be reckless and focus on saving your life."

"Okay." Zhen Zhu agreed. A Wan asked curiously, "What do you want me to do?"

"Go and distribute all the sulfur and saltpeter I had people collect to the wounded soldiers. Follow the drawings I gave you before, and form teams of five. Go to the places I marked and wait." Fang Zilan showed no expression. A Wan was shocked. "You mean..."

She didn't say anything else. Fang Zilan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, now is the last resort. Although this method may be very difficult to stop the Miluo people, I would rather destroy everything than leave a single cent for the Miluo people."

A Wan touched the blueprint hidden in her arms and resolutely agreed: "Okay, I will live up to your trust."