Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1517 Asking for advice

"His Majesty has ordered Lord Xu to be a secret envoy to investigate a corruption case in Jiangnan after the New Year." Fang Zilan deliberately lowered her voice and said meaningfully, "My young master is willing to protect you, Lord Yin, please don't be ungrateful."

Yin Quanzhang clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves. From the Lord of Ghost Gate, to the Young Master of Ghost Gate, and then to my Young Master, in just a few sentences, Fang Zilan had changed three titles, but each one was more familiar and intimate than the last. Every sentence seemed to indicate that she and the mysterious young master did have a secret affair, and that she and he were on the same side.

But if that was the case, who was the man in her room last night? It couldn't be the young man who was supposed to be in the capital...

"Lord Yin, that's all I have to say." Fang Zilan said as she was about to stand up, "I hope you will take care of yourself."

"Miss Zhen, please stay." Yin Quanzhang hurriedly called Fang Zilan to stop, his attitude much better than before, "I heard from Master Fang that the grand finale of this spring party, Dabao..."

"Master Yin finally got to the point." Fang Zilan chuckled and interrupted Yin Quanzhang's next words, "Since Master Yin asked sincerely, I can't just say nothing."

She sat back down again and said vaguely, "In the final treasure, there is indeed the information that Lord Yin wants, but I don't know what Lord Yin can use in exchange."

She said "can", not "will". Yin Quanzhang's expression was stern. "Please give me some advice, Miss Zhen."

"I don't deserve the suggestion. As long as Lord Yin knows, I don't do this business just for myself." Fang Zilan straightened her sleeves and said slowly: "As for the final treasure's value, it is not something I can decide alone."

Her hidden meaning was obvious. No matter what the three pieces of information about Dabao were, they were all a deal that Guimen Gongzi, the nobleman in the capital, wanted to make with Yin Quanzhang. If he refused to cooperate or was unwilling to offer a price that would satisfy him, then his handle would most likely be revealed, and his life or death would be in jeopardy, and the outcome would be unpredictable.

As expected, Yin Quanzhang's expression changed after hearing Fang Zilan's words, "If I don't..."

"Master Yin, I'm just a middleman. Even if I know the ins and outs of this, I can't help you with anything." Fang Zilan interrupted Yin Quanzhang in a deep voice, "But I can give you a piece of advice - some things should be thought through before you speak, otherwise you will regret it."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, bowed gracefully, then pushed the door open without looking back. Mingxiang followed her and left together.

"Mr. Fang." Yin Quanzhang looked at Fang Lihui with a gloomy face and said, "You were the one who invited Miss Zhen from Qianjinfang. You were also the one who entertained her when she came to visit the mountain..."

He didn't say anything more, Fang Lihui quickly interrupted and said, "When Miss Zhen entered the building, everyone in Zuiyue Building carefully checked her invitation. There is absolutely no possibility of forgery. She must be someone from Qianjinfang."

"It's just an invitation." Yin Quanzhang snorted coldly, but did not say any more questioning words. He knew very well that the invitation from Zuiyue Tower could never be copied.

"When Miss Zhen came to pay her respects, everyone saw her skills and courage." Fang Lihui continued to talk to himself, "If she is not Zixiu, then who else is there in the world..."

"That's enough." Yin Quanzhang stopped Fang Lihui in a cold voice, "Even if she is really Zixiu, she may not be the Zixiu of Qianjinfang."

Fang Lihui pursed his lips and remained silent. However, Mr. Liu at the side could not help but speak up: "But Qianjinfang's actions are secretive, and no one in the world really knows..."

Yin Quanzhang glared at him, and Mr. Liu didn't dare to continue. Fang Lihui said curiously: "Mr. Liu, I heard that you have a good relationship with the Huo family of Daomen, but I have never heard of any feud between you and Zixiu. Now this is..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Mr. Liu's expression gradually turned cold, and he said sternly: "But Mr. Fang, you are a little too trusting of a strange woman you have never met before." Fang Zilan only felt her eyelids twitching. It had been raining heavily for almost the entire day. The sky was dim and gloomy, and it was impossible to tell black from white. Even she felt indescribable anxiety.

She raised her hand to lift the curtain of the car and looked at the empty street, which seemed even more desolate under the rain. Water accumulated in the sunken places of the blue bricks on the street, and occasionally a child wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat would playfully step on it, splashing water all over the ground.

"Master Fang, it's raining heavily outside, you should lower the curtain." The palace soldier accompanying the emperor couldn't help but remind him, but Fang Zilan was not moved at all, "It's okay."

The palace soldier wanted to say something else, but Fang Zilan opened her mouth thoughtfully, "Zheng Yan should have arrived at the palace gate by now..."

The rain was rustling, and the soldier seemed not to hear clearly, so he subconsciously asked, "Master Fang, what did you say?"

"Nothing." Fang Zilan looked forward, "We're almost at the palace."

Zheng Yan stood at the palace gate holding an umbrella. When he saw Fang Zilan's carriage stop, he walked over quickly, took her off the carriage, and whispered in her ear, "Master Fang, it must be an auspicious flower."

Fang Zilan's heart sank, "At the welcoming banquet later, just pretend you know nothing."

"Yes." Zheng Yan retreated behind Fang Zilan and said no more.

"Your Majesty Duke Yue, you must have worked hard to come here in such heavy rain." The palace servants came forward and led Fang Zilan and Zheng Yan into Wanfu Palace.

Not long after Fang Zilan sat down, the Di Rong delegation arrived. Princess Erya and her extra maid followed behind the chief envoy, all with their heads lowered and their faces covered with veils, so their true appearance could not be seen clearly.

After the Dirong envoys met, some court officials became curious about Princess Erya. Amidst the whispers, a princess of Yucheng King Li Qiyou came to the rescue and said, "Sister Erya is from our Dirong Wu clan and is proficient in divination. I wonder if we can have the honor of meeting her today?"

Hearing this, Fang Zilan looked calmly at Princess Yucheng, who was also from Dirong, and then her eyes fell on Li Qiyou. His face was calm, as if he was not surprised by his princess's proposal.

However, before Fang Zilan could think about it, she saw Princess Erya bow to Li Shengxuan, and after getting permission, she walked towards her, "Lord Fang, please."

Fang Zilan was stunned. Could it be that Princess Erya wanted to tell fortunes for her?

In a flash, several thoughts flashed through his mind. What if Princess Erya colluded with Guimen and revealed her identity as Zixiu, or the background of the third lady of the Xiangfu, or even the princess of the previous dynasty...

Either way, it is enough to cause a stir.

But what Fang Zilan didn't expect was that Princess Erya looked at her steadily and said word by word: "Sir Fang, you don't belong here originally. Even though the body is the same, you are a different person."

With a loud bang, Fang Zilan's pale face was reflected in the thunder and lightning. Why did Princess Erya know this?