Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1536 Birthday Congratulations

"I don't know when a secret gambling house would ask about one's origins." Fang Zilan looked up at the person who spoke, who was the man who accepted her Golden Plum Blossom and led her into the house.

"We won't ask for ordinary chips." The man's eyes were more scrutinizing, but Fang Zilan didn't care. She just pointed to the chair she had sat on not far away and said, "Excuse me, please move my seat over here."

Seeing that Fang Zilan had no intention of answering, the man looked unhappy. However, before he could speak again, a servant came out of the private room on the west side and said impatiently, "My master has asked, why don't you start?"

The man suppressed his temper, bowed hastily and said, "It's about to start." After that, he reluctantly dragged Fang Zilan's chair over.

Fang Zilan sat down at the gambling table. The maid didn't dare to accept her token rashly, nor did she dare to offend the nobles waiting for the game to start in the private room. She had to bite the bullet and said, "This game has begun. The winner is up to God..."

"Got it. Let's talk about the rules." Fang Zilan looked indifferent and interrupted the maid's next words, "I'm in a hurry. I guess you guys are busy too."

The maid bit her lip and said, "There are two guests in this game, so the one who bets the highest stakes will decide the rules."

"Okay." Fang Zilan took over the conversation naturally, "Then let's roll the dice and compare the size."

The maid was about to speak but stopped herself. The boy from the private room in the south came out again and stood in front of the gambling table. "My master has no objection. Bet on the small one."

"It seems that I can only bet big." Fang Zilan had no objection, and the maid started rolling the dice.

But after a while, the cup fell and the dice stopped. The maid opened the cup, but inside was a ball of powder, and there was no shape of dice at all.

"No, it can't be any smaller." The little boy smiled at Fang Zilan on the opposite side, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

"Kid, you're very brave to do something in front of me." Fang Zilan curled her lips and brushed away the powder in the cup. Three six dots were printed on the bottom of the cup.

"Three sixes, it can't be any bigger." Fang Zilan's smile grew wider. The little boy turned pale and asked in disbelief, "What did you just do?"

Fang Zilan shrugged innocently, "What can I do in front of everyone?"

The child opened his mouth, and Fang Zilan calmly took the token, smiled and said in a deep voice: "Why, you don't want to admit your defeat?"

"This guest has won this round." The maid bowed to Fang Zilan, "According to the rules, the guest and the 100,000 taels belong to him."

"Wait a minute." The boy showed a fierce look, "The dice are all destroyed, how can this game count?"

Fang Zilan glanced at the private room to the south. There was no movement inside. It was obvious that the child was allowed to make trouble. These people were so calculated that they thought they could take away half of the token that commanded the Miluo Silver Armor Army from her?

"Do you have the final say on whether this counts or not?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "If your master really wants to beat me, why not come out and gamble with me in person?"

"Do you think it's feasible?" Fang Zilan's voice was very soft, full of uncertainty, as if she was seeking Hongtai's opinion.

Hongtai had never seen Fang Zilan like this before. Even if she wasn't so confident that she could make people hate her, she shouldn't be so hesitant and restrained. "As long as you ask." Hongtai's eyes darkened, "You don't have to do it yourself, I'll go..."

"Sure enough, it's not feasible." Fang Zilan curled up the corners of her lips, and the haze on her face was swept away, which made Hong Tai's expression stagnate, and a storm seemed to be brewing in her eyes, "Little beauty, are you kidding me?"

"Why, just one sentence, the boss can't stand it?" Fang Zilan's smile became even wider, "Then the boss, have you ever thought about how I can bear your little beauty's troubles along the way?"

Hong Tai was stunned for a moment, Fang Zilan smiled and said solemnly: "I am not holding a grudge, nor do I want to rebuke you for being frivolous, but since I want to cooperate with you, I should be sincere in cooperation."

"What do you mean?" Hong Tai became more serious. Fang Zilan said seriously, "I never expected you to be loyal to me and follow the footsteps of the people in Cangjian Villa, the Chu family father and son, and the second in command. If you want to help me, you can only be my partner, sharing life and death with me."

"Fang Zilan." This was the first time Hong Tai called out Fang Zilan's name in such a formal way. Even she herself was stunned for a moment when she heard it, "You..."

"You and I are worlds apart. You are..." As soon as Hong Taifu opened his mouth, Fang Zilan interrupted him, "It doesn't matter who I am, and it doesn't matter who you are. We have the same goal, so we are friends."

"The same goal? Friends?" Hong Tai looked at Fang Zilan with amusement, "If everything else is left aside, why am I here? How can our goals be the same? As for friends..."

He paused, his expression dimming a little, "You are the one that everyone is willing to protect at the cost of their lives. I cannot and do not deserve to be your friend."

Fang Zilan clenched her hands in her sleeves into fists, "If that's the case, then please leave now, Boss. From now on, we will go our separate ways, and there's no need to see each other again."

Hong Tai looked at Fang Zilan steadily, and after a long while he uttered in a low voice, "Okay."

It was as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in her chest, making it difficult for Fang Zilan to breathe, so she took a deep breath and whispered before Hong Tai disappeared, "Thank you very much for this."

Hongtai did not stop because of this thank you, and Fang Zilan did not give up on rescuing Fang Lihui from Fu Congnan's hands because of the dispute with him.

Time flies, and the day after tomorrow is Fu Congnan's birthday party. Since Hongtai spread the news early in the morning, Fu Congnan had no choice but to invite all his colleagues, and naturally invited Yucheng King Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu and his party who were "passing by".

On the morning of the birthday banquet, Fang Zilan was in Murong Qing's room, checking on his condition, when she heard a servant come in and tell her that Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu asked her if she wanted to attend the birthday banquet with them.

Fang Zilan's attention was all on Murong Qing, who was coughing after taking medicine. She didn't even raise her eyelids and was slow to respond.

Finally, just when the attendant thought Fang Zilan would not say anything and was about to respond with a few words before going back to report, she heard her voice, "Please tell the prince and Lord Zhuge that I will not miss the time."

Her words were meaningful. Upon hearing this, Murong Qing's hand holding the medicine bowl stopped in mid-air, and remained in that position, motionless, until the servant left.

"Your Highness, you've been holding it for so long, don't your arms feel sore?" Fang Zilan chuckled. Murong Qing casually placed the medicine bowl on the small table beside the couch. "Why are you going to Fu Congnan's birthday party?"

"What can I do at a birthday party?" Fang Zilan leisurely reached out to tuck in the quilt for Murong Qing, "Of course, to celebrate the birthday."