Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1668 Adaptation

Mu Chuji curled her lips, ordered her subordinates to leave, and invited Zhuge Yu, who had come alone, into the capital of Miluo, seemingly unconcerned about the heavy troops in the capital.

“Your Highness Prince Qi, His Majesty the Emperor requests that I return to the capital with Prince Zhongzheng and his wife after the wedding ceremony.” Zhuge Yu casually explained his purpose on the way. Mu Chuji nodded, “The day after the King and Queen’s wedding is the wedding ceremony of Prince Zhongzheng and his wife. Since Lord Zhuge is here, it is only right that we drink a cup of celebratory wine.”

Zhuge Yu did not respond. Seeing that the palace was close at hand, he changed his tone and said, "His Highness Prince Qi does not seem surprised."

"Unexpected?" Mu Chuji's smile widened. "The wedding of the King and Queen of Miluo should be a grand event for the world. I would not be surprised no matter who comes to witness the ceremony."

"Is that so?" Zhuge Yu said meaningfully, "I thought that the King of Miluo had made preparations in advance, and that His Highness Prince Qi had done it intentionally."

Mu Chuji's smile froze for a moment, then she pretended not to understand and asked, "What do you mean by that, Lord Zhuge?"

“I might believe that the Prince of Zhongzheng is unaware,” Zhuge Yu said, glancing at Murong Xun who was strolling towards them from a distance. His voice deepened, “But if His Highness Prince Qi claims ignorance, it seems rather…”

"Lord Zhuge." A voice interrupted Zhuge Yu's words. He turned around and saw Li Qiyou rushing over. Before he could stop in front of him, Li Qiyou questioned, "Did His Majesty really issue an edict to marry Miss Fang to Prince Zhongzheng?"

"Really?" Zhuge Yu composed himself, while Mu Churui smiled knowingly. He then ignored the two and turned to greet Murong Xun.

"Why does Your Majesty..." Li Qiyou frowned, but Zhuge Yu interrupted him, "Your Highness, we are in Miluo now, what is it you want to say..."

"Greetings, Lord Zhuge." Fang Zilan bowed slightly and interjected at just the right moment. "I am truly flattered that Lord Zhuge has come in person to deliver this imperial decree."

Zhuge Yu returned the greeting, exchanged a few polite words, and then said in a low voice, "Miss Fang, please let me speak with you in private."

Fang Zilan timed it perfectly. Since there was still some time before the palace banquet, she and Zhuge Yu went outside. Once they were all alone, she said, "Lord Zhuge, please feel free to speak your mind."

"The entire route from Dajing to Lincheng is garrisoned by Miluo soldiers." Zhuge Yu cut to the chase, and Fang Zilan was taken aback. "Does Lord Zhuge mean that the Miluo people want to take advantage of the wedding between the two countries, when Dajing is off guard..."

Zhuge Yu raised his hand to make a shushing gesture. Fang Zilan understood and didn't say anything more, but her expression turned cold.

“Miluo harbors wolfish ambitions, and Princess Dejia will likely face difficulties in the future. You…” Zhuge Yu paused, a hint of concern in his eyes, “After marrying into the Zhongzheng Prince’s Mansion, you must also be extremely careful.”

“Lord Zhuge, do you know who I am?” Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, “Even if I marry into the Zhongzheng Prince’s Mansion, Fang Zilan will still be Fang Zilan, and my body and mind will never be confined within the walls.”

Fang Zilan took a deep breath and looked at Zhuge Yu and Pei Xiaoze beside her. Both of them smiled at her. She composed herself and with a twirl, she gracefully moved into the crowd.

Wei Mao, Wang Xianhui, and Ouyang Juncheng stood on the sidelines, while Zhuge Yu and Pei Xiaozhe stood on either side of Fang Zilan. Surrounded by these stars, she parted her lips slightly and solemnly said, "The mighty God is the ruler of the people. The wrathful God's decrees are many. Heaven created the people, and their fate is not to be trifled with..."

"Stop!" Li Qiyou frowned and stopped her recitation. "Lord Fang, your lines are wrong."

Fang Zilan stood in the center of the room and smiled slightly, saying, "I've changed the lyrics."

"You..." Before Li Qiyou could say anything, Fang Zilan continued, "I've read the original text, and I think it's unreasonable."

Li Qiyou's expression darkened. "Lord Fang, what do you find unreasonable?" "Evil spirits bring disaster to the world. There must be a reason, right?" Fang Zilan said casually, but in an instant, she stirred up a storm, causing an uproar both inside and outside the venue.

What reason does evil spirit need to bring disaster to the world?

"That's a demon..."

Fang Zilan looked at the crowd outside the arena without changing her expression and raised her voice: "Is a demon necessarily evil?"

"I've already said it's a demon. If it hadn't committed countless evils, how could it be called a demon?"

"Indeed, Lord Fang is indeed too soft-hearted..."

Various discussions arose, but Fang Zilan remained solemn and meticulous, saying, "Everything has a cause. If I am to play the role of a demon, there must be a reason for it."

Li Qiyou coughed heavily, silencing the clamor in the room, and said in a deep voice, "If demons need a reason to be evil, then do gods also need a reason to be good?"

"In my opinion, the biggest difference between demons and gods lies in their perspectives. Demons choose to do whatever they want and take pleasure in harm, while gods choose to sacrifice themselves to save all living beings." Fang Zilan spoke each word with great seriousness. "What gods need is not a reason for good, but a single thought."

"All things are accomplished from a single thought." She gazed steadily at the crowd before her, her eyes shining like a celestial river, captivating everyone's attention.

After a long silence, Li Qiyou broke it with a soft sigh, "Let's continue."

For some reason, he could neither refute Fang Zilan's words nor wanted to refute them.

The subsequent action scenes flowed smoothly and went as planned.

First, Wei Ang, Wang Xianhui, and Ouyang Juncheng were defeated, then Zhuge Yu and Pei Xiaozhe, and finally Fang Zilan. However, it was obvious to anyone with discerning eyes that everyone present was targeting Zhuge Yu and Fang Zilan.

Pei Xiaozhe left the scene early, but Fang Zilan, protecting Zhuge Yu, went through several rounds of events, her long sleeves fluttering as she remained standing in the center of the scene.

Most of the people playing the righteous figures were civil officials, and their physical strength was generally poor. After being led around so many times, they were all holding their breath. Immediately, someone shouted to Li Qiyou outside the arena: "Your Highness, are we perhaps acting out a scene of demons slaughtering the righteous?"

Fang Zilan curled her lips into a mocking smile, "I'm impersonating an unprecedented and unparalleled great demon. If I were killed so easily, how could you demonstrate your abilities?"

"Lord Fang, you..." The man who shouted was so angry that he was speechless for a moment, when he saw Fang Zilan's wooden sword slash across his chest.

She smiled and said, "My lord, it's time for you to leave the stage."

Everyone looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief, and just as they were about to make a scene, Zhuge Yu, who had been standing behind her, straightened his sleeves and stepped forward to block her way. "What Lord Fang said is right. The purpose of the New Year's opera is to remember the past and cherish the present, to know the hardships of the past, so that future generations can uphold the original intention and safeguard peace for all generations."

His voice gradually hardened as he spoke, "Besides, no matter who is impersonating the evil spirit, they shouldn't be bullied. You're using veiled attacks, and people aren't allowed to fight back?"