Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1605 Borrowing Strength
Fang Zilan looked at Miss Dugu quietly. After a long while, she let go of her hand and left without looking back.

Miss Dugu looked at Fang Zilan's back and clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves. Things had come to this point and no one could turn back.

"He is really stubborn." Fang Zilan, hiding in the corner of the street, sighed, and as she finished her words, she let out a sigh.

"Madam, she is my sister." Dugu Ming's voice came from behind Fang Zilan, "No matter what you want to do, I will make sure she escapes unscathed."

"A brave man cuts off his own arm, and he makes choices wisely." Fang Zilan glanced over, "If the Dugu family wants to live, she can't live."

"To exchange one person's death for the lives of many, I don't agree with this method." Dugu Ming said in a deep voice: "I will find other..."

Fang Zilan's face turned cold, "Young General Dugu, if you want to deceive yourself, I won't stop you."

Dugu Ming stepped forward and questioned, "Am I deceiving myself? Madam, you never intended to help her from the beginning..."

"Yes." Fang Zilan interrupted Dugu Ming, "I have my own truth. For this, what does the life and death of others have to do with me?"

"You!" Dugu Ming glared at her. Fang Zilan met his gaze and said, "Young General Dugu, I have no intention of helping you. If you can't find the mastermind behind the two assassinations, the Dugu family will be pushed out sooner or later."

She snorted coldly, "By then, you can't guarantee anyone will get out of this unscathed."

Dugu Ming took a deep breath and said, "Madam, just wait and see. Both my sister and the Dugu family will be able to escape unscathed."

He said at the end as if he had made up his mind, almost gritting his teeth, "I promise."

Fang Zilan did not comment. She just watched Dugu Ming say what he wanted to say and then chased Miss Dugu into the bakery.

Zhuge Yu, who came with Dugu Ming, stood not far away and heard the entire conversation between the two, but never came over.

Fang Zilan looked at Zhuge Yu, and when their eyes met, they both saw an indescribable complex expression in each other's eyes, but neither of them said it out loud.

In the past, Zhuge Yu would have thought that Fang Zilan was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. When Dugu Ming thought it through, he would have known that she had put in a lot of effort. But now the situation was unclear, she was standing between light and shadow, he couldn't see clearly, and it was difficult to determine whether she was using force or doing something bad.

He only knew that if he were in Dugu Ming's shoes, his choice might be the only one. To exchange one person's death for the lives of many, just like his sister in the past...

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yu closed his eyes, turned his back, and was about to leave quickly when he heard Fang Zilan's voice.

"Ayu, she is not Zhuge Shan." As if she had guessed what Zhuge Yu was thinking, Fang Zilan said word by word: "If there was a chance back then, I don't think Wei Mao would have let Zhuge Shan lose her life."

"I know." Zhuge Yu said in a muffled voice: "Fu Congnan is not Wei Mao, and it is not even a fraction of him. But..."

He turned around slowly, as if he had used up all his strength, and said, "Although they stood on different battlefields, their situations were no different. When it came to life and death, they never had a chance."

"Prince, what do you want to do?" Awan calmed herself down, stood firm, and glared at him.

"What I want to do depends on you, Miss Awan..." Murong Qing deliberately dragged out his voice, "What can you do for me."

Awan instinctively sensed the danger, but still asked, "What do you mean?" "Fang Zilan wants to die, do you know that?" Murong Qing said bluntly. Awan pursed her lips and nodded, "I know."

Murong Qing looked at the person in front of him who was trembling slightly but still stood straight, and said in a slow tone, "Do you want Fang Zilan to die?"

"Of course not." Awan answered quickly, "Which doctor is willing to watch his patients die?"

Hearing this, Murong Qing chuckled, "Just for this reason?"

A Wan shuddered, but words once spoken were like water spilled, so she could only say stubbornly, "What other reason do you have?"

"As expected of Fang Zilan, you are a liar just like her." Murong Qing snorted coldly, "I will only say the following words once, you must listen carefully."

"What..." A Wan just opened her mouth and was interrupted by Murong Qing, "I want you to testify for Fang Zilan to protect her life and the life of your master Wen Ya."

A Wan was stunned for a moment, and Murong Qing continued to talk to himself, "You don't have to rush to refuse. One for two is not a loss."

Awan clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves. She had too many doubts in her mind. For example, with Fang Zilan's stubborn temper, how could Murong Qing save her life? And what was the point of saving Wen Ya's life...

Seeing that Awan remained silent, Murong Qing did not say anything either. He just poured himself a cup of tea, showing rare patience.

"What do you want me to testify for?" Awan couldn't help but ask when she heard her own voice.

"Can I assume that..." Murong Qing put down the teacup in his hand, his expression calm, "Miss Awan agreed?"

"Whether I agree or not, I have to wait for the prince to make it clear..." Before Awan finished speaking, she was interrupted by Murong Qing, "I will tell you in detail only if you agree."

He paused and said, "This is for your own good. If you don't want to testify, it's better not to know too much."

However, A Wan seemed not to understand Murong Qing's words and asked directly, "Is it related to Linjia Village?"

Murong Qing raised his eyebrows and motioned for A Wan to continue, and she said, "I know Lin Jian is here. The only intersection between him and Fang Zilan is Linjia Village."

"Miss Awan, you are very smart." Murong Qing's eyes showed a hint of approval, "In this case, you should know what to do."

"Unfortunately, there are things in Linjia Village that I don't know." A Wan bit her lips tightly, "Back then in the village, I was recuperating due to illness, and I was not always with Fang Zilan. But Lin Jian..."

"Miss Awan, it's not difficult to get a small soldier like Lin Jian to testify." Murong Qing's expression turned cold, and he said word by word: "The difficult part is to get the world to believe his words."

He picked up the teacup again and played with it nonchalantly. "A small escort leader who travels all over the country, even if he is not a cunning person, is a smooth person. His words are not credible in the eyes of the world. What's more, he is speaking for the late Duke Xianyue."

"Will people in the world believe what I say?" A Wan said sternly, "I am the female doctor of the Duke of Xianyue's mansion. As the saying goes, a loyal servant protects his master. People in the world will not believe me."

"I know." Murong Qing nodded. "But, Miss Awan, which one do you think is more likely to cause an uproar, to be seized upon by others and thus put the cart before the horse, between the testimony of Duke Xianyue who came back to life and your testimony?"