Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1749 Burning
"If we are to return to the capital, the fiefdom of Prince Rong'an is the only way through," Fang Zilan said sharply, her tone resolute and leaving no room for argument. "We could also escort the Prince along the way. What do you say, Lord Zhuge?"

Li Qiyou looked behind Fang Zilan and saw Zhuge Yu walking gracefully to their side. "Your Highness's wife, what you say makes sense."

What logic is there? Li Qiyou was both amused and exasperated. If entering the Rong'an Prince's fiefdom meant taking a long detour, how could it be considered convenient? These two people are really...

"What's with that expression, Your Highness?" Fang Zilan raised an eyebrow. "There's only one road. Even if Your Highness is unhappy, you'll have to put up with it."

“I’m not unwilling,” a hint of worry flashed in Li Qiyou’s eyes, “it’s just that there are so many paths in the world…”

“No matter how many roads there are, it’s not the one I want to take.” Fang Zilan interrupted Li Qiyou’s words with a righteous indignation. Seeing this, Zhuge Yu smiled and echoed, “That’s right. No matter how many roads there are in the world, we only need to take that one.”

He said "we," not "I."

Fang Zilan relaxed, a smile appearing on her face. "It's rare that Lord Zhuge is willing to travel with me."

“Your Highness, you are mistaken.” Zhuge Yu’s smile widened. “I have traveled with you more than once or twice. Even if I were to live peacefully in the capital and sit firmly in the imperial court, I would still have my own path.”

Fang Zilan chuckled, "I didn't realize Lord Zhuge was so vengeful."

“I have a photographic memory since I was a child, and my memory is excellent.” Zhuge Yu said quietly, “So, my lady, there are some things that I will always remember and will never forget in this lifetime.”

Although the title "Lady of the Heir Apparent" felt slightly out of place at this moment, his earnest tone, uttering each word carefully, still made Fang Zilan lower her eyes and avoid his gaze.

Hong Tai, who was standing next to Fang Zilan, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Little beauty, are you at ease now?"

"I'm relieved." Fang Zilan's voice was soft, but it still reached everyone's ears perfectly.

The group entered the fiefdom of Prince Rong'an. Pei Xiaozhe was surprised when he received the news. He never expected that the people who were supposed to return to the capital would appear here like this.

"Lord Pei, it's been a long time." Fang Zilan's voice suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap in the dead of night, leaving Pei Xiaozhe unable to react for a long time.

Pei Xiaozhe was stunned for a long time before tentatively calling out, "Third Miss Fang?" Then, as if remembering something, he changed his address, "Madam of the Heir Apparent, what brings you here so late at night?"

"Just passing by," Fang Zilan said matter-of-factly, but Pei Xiaozhe's eyes clearly showed suspicion. "Even if the young master's wife is lying, she should at least make it sound plausible."

“When it comes to lying, how could I be as experienced as Lord Pei?” Fang Zilan curled her lips into a meaningful smile, but there was no hint of amusement in her eyes.

“Madam, I don’t understand what you’re saying.” Pei Xiaozhe stood up, issuing an order to leave. “Madam is already married; she shouldn’t be here at this time.” “What, Lord Yin, don’t you want to warn the people downstairs?” Fang Zilan’s mocking voice rang out, provoking Yin Quanzhang to grit his teeth. “At this point, the outcome is still uncertain. Zuiyue Tower is filled with oil; if there’s even a spark, no one will survive…”

"Is this what Lord Yin is talking about?" Fang Lihui appeared at the corner of the stairs, followed by a waiter carrying a bucket of kerosene, which he placed ostentatiously not far from Yin Quanzhang.

"Fang Lihui, you! You all..." Yin Quanzhang had barely opened his mouth when Fang Lihui cut him off, "Lord Yin, I am indeed willing to die to protect the hearts of the Fang family, but I have no interest in dying with you."

As he spoke, he lightly waved his folding fan, a rare sharpness appearing in his handsome eyes. "Lord Yin, have you forgotten who the true owner of this building is? If you want to tamper with things in Drunken Moon Pavilion, you'll have to ask for my permission first. Besides, daring to damage the Fang family's property right under my and Lan's noses, do you have a death wish?"

His last sentence dragged Fang Zilan into the conversation, carrying a threatening undertone. Upon hearing this, Li Shengxuan raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more. After all, Fang Zilan herself didn't care, and there was no need for others to meddle in her family affairs.

"Fang Lihui, how dare you..." Yin Quanzhang's face was full of indignation, but Fang Lihui interrupted him without any politeness, "Lord Yin, I am just a merchant, insignificant compared to you. You dare to threaten the lives of these officials, what wouldn't I dare to do?"

Enraged, Yin Quanzhang instinctively lunged at Fang Lihui, but Fang Zilan held him back. "Lord Yin, things have come to this point, you are bound to lose. You might as well save your strength for prison."

“Miss Fang, I have lost, and you have not won either.” Yin Quanzhang took a deep breath and pushed Fang Zilan’s hand away. “You should know better than anyone that you will never win.”

Fang Zilan withdrew her hand and clenched it into a fist. "Losing for a moment doesn't mean losing forever. We will always have our day of victory."

“Us? Miss Fang, I hope you haven’t trusted the wrong person.” Yin Quanzhang repeated the two words meaningfully, and sighed, “Unfortunately, I don’t have Miss Fang’s faith, and I won’t live to see that day.”

After saying that, he snatched the bucket of kerosene as if he had gone mad and poured it all over himself. Seeing this, Li Shengxuan reached out and put his arm around Fang Zilan, raising his sleeve to shield her, afraid that the kerosene would splash on her.

The next moment, Yin Quanzhang leaped off the roof. Covered in oil, he set himself on fire on the torches of the people below. He ignited immediately, setting a large area ablaze.

Amidst the screams, Zhou Lang's calm voice stood out clearly as he directed those around him to retreat and dodge in an orderly manner, avoiding unnecessary casualties.

Fang Zilan stared fixedly at the sea of ​​fire below, feeling a chill run down her spine. Yin Quanzhang was so reckless; what about the others…?

Fang Lihui and Fang Zilan had obviously thought of the same thing. He quickly bowed to Li Shengxuan and then hurried away, shouting for help to put out the fire while rushing back to the hall.

"I'll go with my cousin to take a look." Before Fang Zilan could break free from Li Shengxuan's hand, he pulled her back tightly and drew her into his arms again. "Leave Zuiyue Tower and go save Awan and Ashi, the sooner the better."

Fang Zilan felt Li Shengxuan stuff something into her hand, and before she could even protest, he pushed her away, shouting, "Go!"

"I..." Fang Zilan froze on the spot the moment she touched the object in her hand. It was Li Shengxuan's gold medal, which felt like he was there in person.
"Fang Zilan, if you don't leave now, it will really be too late." Li Shengxuan's tone was unusually urgent as he urged Fang Zilan to go down the stairs, but she kept turning back to look at him with reluctance.