Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1465 Obsession
The man who came was one of the soldiers guarding the city. He looked at them warily and asked loudly, "Where are you two from? Why are you standing still in front of our Mushan Pass?"

"Sir, we are distant relatives of Lord Mo Han. We have come here specially to seek refuge with Lord Mo Han." Fang Zilan spoke without hesitation, and Awan, who was sitting on the horse, was startled.

"A distant relative of Lord Mo Han?" The soldier guarding the city looked at the two of them suspiciously, and finally his gaze fell on Fang Zilan, asking, "Do you have any evidence?"

"I am the cousin of Lord Mo Han's aunt's second uncle's third uncle's fifth son's great-aunt's family." Fang Zilan listed a long list of relationships in one breath, then smiled awkwardly, "It's a little distant..."

The soldiers guarding the city were confused by her long list of relationships and looked impatient. "I asked if you had any evidence, not what your relationship with Lord Mo Han is?"

"Does the warrant given by Lord Mo Han personally count?" Fang Zilan quickly took out the Mo Bin warrant that General Shen had given her before and handed it to the soldier guarding the city obediently.

The soldier guarding the city carefully checked it and said with a relaxed brow, "There is nothing wrong with the warrant, but you..."

He raised his head and motioned for the two to look up at the tower. "It just so happens that Lord Mo Han is on the tower. I'll take you to see him. Whether we are relatives or not, Lord Mo Han will decide."

Upon hearing this, Awan broke out in a cold sweat and thought to herself that if she met Mo Han, she would be exposed immediately.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zilan nodded indifferently and said politely, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, sir."

"No problem." The soldier guarding the city said, glancing at their horses. "Your horse..."

Fang Zilan quickly interrupted the soldiers guarding the city and said, "My sister really can't walk anymore. We sold all our valuable belongings to buy this."

As expected, after hearing her words, the soldiers guarding the city's attention were drawn to the horses.

She nudged Awan with her elbow and smiled flatteringly at the soldiers guarding the city. She changed her tone quickly, "But if the officer likes her, you can take her away."

Ah Wan understood what he meant and quickly jumped off the horse. She hugged the horse's neck and cried, "Sister, we are penniless now. This horse is the only thing worth money. How could you let someone take it away?"

Her appearance of throwing tantrums and playing tricks was so realistic that the soldiers guarding the city said with disdain: "This broken horse is worth a treasure."

"You are going too far!" Awan's eyes turned red and she was about to cry. Her cry attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the city and passers-by, and for a moment, the soldiers who were checking and letting people pass did not look so carefully.

"What did the young master say in the letter?" Fang Zilan leaned lazily on the main seat, letting Awan read the letter for a long time without saying anything, and she did not ask any further questions.

After a long while, A Wan spoke in a low voice: "The young master's letter said that your sister, the second young lady of the Xiangfu, Fang Zitong, is getting married."

"The third lady of the Xiangfu, Fang Zilan, is dead. The person in front of you is Fang Zilan, the Lord of the Northern Territory." Fang Zilan sat up straight, her voice a little colder, "Which young master is she going to marry?"

A Wan looked hesitant, but finally said softly, "The head of the Fang family, Fang Liren."

"Are you going to marry your cousin?" Fang Zilan said, tapping her fingers on the table, her mind full of thoughts. She knew the Fang Liren that Awan was talking about. He was said to be a rare business genius. He lost his parents at a young age, but stood out among his uncles and brothers and became the head of the Fang family at the age of 20.

Such a person should not be underestimated. Fang Zilan vaguely remembered that when Fang Liren went to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion in the early years, Fang Zitong liked to follow Fang Liren and ask questions.

In her impression, Fang Liren was a person of cold temperament, without the slickness of other street businessmen. He was polite and considerate in dealing with people, yet he was indescribably distant, making him an unpredictable person.

At that time, their father Fang Chongzheng commented on Fang Liren, saying that he was too sensitive and emotional, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stay in the position of head of the Fang family for long.

Now that I think about it, Fang Liren has been the head of the Fang family for exactly six years. Now is the seventh year, which is neither long nor short.

But Fang Zilan's intuition told her that Fang Chongzheng was experienced and had a keen eye, and he was probably right in judging people. It was unknown how long Fang Liren could remain the head of the Ben family.

"Speaking of which, the head of the Fang family is already twenty-seven years old this year, but he has not yet married. It's quite strange." Awan said as she handed the letter to Fang Zilan, bringing her wandering thoughts back to reality.

She raised her head and took the letter from Awan, chuckled and said, "What's so strange about this? The young master is about the same age as him, and he hasn't married yet, right?"

"How can Fang Liren compare with you? You are engaged to Wu Qing..." Awan stopped talking halfway and looked at Fang Zilan in front of her nervously.

Seeing that she didn't react and was still reading the letter, A Wan quickly changed the subject, "Let's not talk about Fang Liren, let's talk about Fang Zitong, she's only a few months older than you, and now she's getting married."

"You're in your twenties, it's time to get married." She replied casually, and Awan breathed a sigh of relief.

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Fang Zilan burned the letter after reading it. She stared at the rising flames and frowned, "But why are you telling me this, Master? Do you still think I'm the daughter of the Fang family?"

"I guess so." A Wan sat down next to Fang Zilan, and saw that she relaxed her brows and raised the corners of her lips slightly, smiling with a bit of sarcasm, "It was he who asked Wu Qing to tell me that Fang Zilan, the concubine of the Xiangfu, was dead, and the only one alive was the assassin Zixiu. Now, he told me about this insignificant marriage, do you want me to go and congratulate him?"

"The second daughter of the Xiangfu is getting married. It is a big event in the capital. The young master should have informed you. Why do you think too much?" A Wan said, shaking her arm. "The northern border is peaceful. We can have a day of leisure. It's better not to pay attention to irrelevant people."

"Awan, what you said makes sense." Fang Zilan looked at the person next to her and said, "There will be a promotion test in the army next month. I will be staying in the barracks for a while in a few days. Do you want to go with me?"

"Of course I want to go and see this kind of excitement." Awan became interested and pestered Fang Zilan to ask about the content and process of the military competition. The two soon forgot about the marriage.

Unexpectedly, less than half a month later, before the two of them even reached the military camp, they saw the messenger crow that Ji Ningtian had just sent.

The letter brought by the raven still mentioned the marriage, but unlike the last time, this time it was not good news.

Fang Liren, the head of the Fang family, escaped from his marriage.

A Wan held the letter with a frown on her face and said unhappily, "What kind of thing is this? A groom running away from his marriage is unheard of."