Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1512 Familiarity

“Miss Awan!” Deputy General Cao stepped forward to help Awan up, only to see her steps were unsteady and she was about to go back to the village. “No, I have to go find her.”

"Miss Awan, please don't be impulsive. The boss knows his limits..." Before Deputy General Cao could finish his words of persuasion, he was interrupted by Awan, "What limits do you know? There is a woman in there, she..."

"Miss Awan, that woman is dead." Lin Jian mustered up the courage to interrupt Awan before she could finish her words.

For some reason, his intuition told him that Fang Zilan set the fire not just to vent her anger, but more to cover up. Or perhaps it was to preserve Su Yuexi's last dignity?

"What did you say?" A Wan stared at Lin Jian in a daze, "How did she... die?"

"She burned herself in the ancestral hall." Lin Jian turned his head away and didn't dare to look at Awan. His voice was very low. "Ms. Fang went to set fire to the village and will be out soon. When she comes out, I will tell you in person."

Awan felt her mind go blank and her palms ached. She spread her hands and looked down. In addition to the cut she made last night, there was another cut she had just made.

"How did I wake up?" Before Lin Jian could answer her question, he heard her answer herself: "Did you apply the antidote on the blade of the dagger that woman used to carve the tablet? No wonder she didn't seem to feel anything when she cut her finger last night..."

"Miss Awan?" Deputy General Cao looked at her mumbling to herself as if possessed, and could not help but ask, "What on earth happened in Linjia Village?"

"I don't know..." Awan suddenly held her head with both hands, squatted on the ground and whispered as if she was shocked: "I don't know anything!"

Deputy General Cao frowned and was about to say something to comfort her when he heard a voice from a distance, exhausted and weak, almost blurry, "Old Cao, don't ask anymore."

"Boss!" Deputy General Cao saw Fang Zilan's figure appear in his sight and rushed over involuntarily. He looked her up and down. Her body was covered with black ash and her face was as pale as paper. She still said firmly word by word: "The plague in Linjia Village is serious. The only survivors have died of the disease. In order to prevent the spread of the plague by the stench of corpses, we must set fire to the village."

Deputy General Cao nodded, and saw Fang Zilan's body tremble. He quickly supported her arm and said, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Zilan smiled, "Fang Liren and Warners, where are they going?"

"Yancheng." Fang Lihui said briefly. Fang Zilan tilted her head thoughtfully. "The border between Dajing and Miluo? That kind of small southern city has a lot of rainy days."

She left this sentence and left without looking back, leaving Fang Lihui standing there.

After a long while, Fang Lihui ran out as if he remembered something, and met Fang Liren and Warners who had packed up and were ready to leave at the gate of the embassy.

He ran so fast that his breath was uneven and his words were a little intermittent, "Cousin! You..."

Fang Liren saw him, walked up to him patiently, patted him on the back, and motioned for him to catch his breath before speaking.

"Are you...really going to Yancheng?" Fang Lihui looked anxious, and Fang Liren smiled lightly, "Yes, it is only fair that Warners left Persia and I left Dajing, both of them were far away from their homeland."

"Cousin!" Fang Lihui raised his voice. He never understood why his cousin was so obsessed with the word fairness.

Fang Liren looked at Fang Lihui with good temper. He tightly grasped the folding fan in his hand and managed to say a word after a long time, "Yancheng has a lot of rain."

"I know." Fang Liren smiled dotingly, "Lihui is worried that my old injury will relapse?" "No." Fang Lihui turned his head away, looking like a child in a rage, "A remote town like Yancheng, you and Miss Sassan are so delicate, can you get used to living there?"

"Li Hui." Fang Liren called Fang Lihui's name in a low voice, but he tilted his head even more, "It's a long journey, so please take care of yourself, cousin and Miss Sasan."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Fang Liren's voice rang out behind him, "Lihui, I said I'm fine. From now on, you will be alone in the Fang family. No one will protect you. You must be extra careful and never fight as you please."

Fang Lihui stopped walking, and there was a tremor in his tone, "Why are you still talking nonsense when you are leaving?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a chuckle, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Zilan leaning against the railing, with an indescribably playful look on his face.

Before Fang Lihui could get angry, Fang Zilan walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said to Fang Liren: "What do you mean no one is protecting you? Mr. Fang must have forgotten that all my money was invested in the Fang family. All my money was invested in the Fang family. I’m not allowed to take care of your property, okay?”

Hearing this, Fang Lihui visibly froze on the spot. Fang Liren clasped his fists and saluted, with a look of gratitude in his eyes, "So, thank you, Mr. Fang."

Fang Zilan smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome. I wish Mr. Fang and Miss Sashan a smooth trip, and hope they will be safe, happy, and healthy in the future."

The carriage gradually moved away and slowly drove out of people's sight, leaving only a field of smoke and dust.

Fang Lihui gently tapped Fang Zilan's hand on his shoulder with a folding fan, and said helplessly: "Everyone is gone, can Mr. Fang let go?"

Fang Zilan retracted her hands and stood up straight. When Fang Lihui saw that she was no longer on alert, he spoke again: "Master Fang, are you so afraid of me causing trouble?"

She didn't answer, and Fang Lihui continued speaking on his own, "I won't stop you. What you can't keep will eventually be lost. No matter what you do, it will be in vain."

Fang Zilan watched him wave his folding fan again, and then he returned to his nonchalant and dandy appearance and left her sight.

As soon as Fang Lihui left, Dugu Xin walked up behind her and said, "Lord Fang, the emperor's handwritten letter has arrived."

"So fast?" Fang Zilan turned around and looked at Dugu Xin, "But what about my northern border affairs?"

"That's right." Dugu Xin nodded and said, "Your Majesty has ordered the dismissal of Huangfu Chen and the appointment of Wang Qibin as the Deputy Protector of the North. Qi Yuming has been fined one year's salary for his poor performance."

"Wang Qibin, the son of Lord Wang Quanzhi?" Fang Zilan muttered to herself, but Dugu Xin heard it. "That's right. But Qi Yuming was also punished. Doesn't Lord Fang care?"

"Even General Dugu knows that I was the one who helped Qi Yuming get promoted. How could he not care?" Fang Zilan shook her head, looking quite helpless. "If I don't punish Qi Yuming, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the Huangfu family."

"Did Lord Fang ask for this in the letter?" Dugu Xin looked surprised. He didn't expect Fang Zilan to be so well versed in the art of weighing pros and cons.

However, Fang Zilan smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe His Majesty knows that my temper easily offends people, so he helps me out of selfishness."

"Your Majesty?" Dugu Xin showed a hint of doubt on his face, but Fang Zilan just smiled, "After all, I was sent to the North by Your Majesty. Your Majesty will not just ignore me, right?"