Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1773: Comprehensive
Fang Zilan drove back to the Fang family home. Only Fang Zitong was there. She saw the two people rushing around and didn't have time to ask anything. Fang Zilan said, "I'll leave the young master at the Fang family home for now. Please take care of him."

"Sister said to leave me at the Fang family's house?" Murong Qing's voice was clear and cold, sending a chill down Fang Zitong's spine, but Fang Zilan was completely oblivious. "The situation outside is not good, I can't let you take the risk."

"Is it related to Miss Awan?" Murong Qing pressed, and Fang Zilan sighed, "The person outside is the Crown Prince's wife."

Murong Qing was taken aback. "Then who is in front of me?"

“It doesn’t matter who it is.” Fang Zilan said quietly, “Awan is extremely attentive to the injuries she treats. If we can’t find Wen Ran and give her an explanation, I’m afraid today’s matter will escalate even further.”

Although Fang Zitong didn't quite understand the intricacies, upon hearing Fang Zilan's words, she asked, "Do you know where Wen Ran is?"

"Thank you for your help, Second Sister." Fang Zilan bowed to Fang Zitong. "Recently, there have been wealthy families with surnames like Wang or Yun entering the city, accompanied by a large number of servants. I need to know where they live."

“This matter is not difficult.” Fang Zitong pondered for a moment, “However…”

She paused, then said, "Let me ask you this: if things escalate today, and you are no longer the Crown Prince's wife, who will bear the consequences?"

Fang Zilan opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Fang Zitong said again, "The Fang family has finally managed to get out of the limelight, and they certainly won't take any more risks for your one or two private matters."

"I will bear any consequences." It was Murong Qing who spoke, his face cold and his tone firm and unyielding. "If Miss Fang can help, please do so. My Miluo Zhongzheng Prince's Mansion will be grateful for your help."

“Since the young master has spoken, then I will give it a try.” Fang Zitong nodded slightly and said to Fang Zilan, “Come with me. As long as the young master does not leave the Fang family, no one will make things difficult for him.”

Fang Zilan glanced at Murong Qing, whose expression was cold and aloof, and who seemed difficult to appease, so she couldn't help but say, "When I return, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Murong Qing remained silent, and Fang Zilan did not linger any longer, leaving the Fang family with Fang Zitong.

The two arrived at Hongbinlou Restaurant. Fang Zilan looked up at the signboard and made up her mind, "Is this a property of the Fang family?"

"Not only." Fang Zitong didn't say much, and Fang Zilan followed her inside. The manager of the building welcomed the two into a private room. After the two explained their purpose, he simply said that they would be ready in a short while.

Fang Zitong calmly sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. Fang Zilan walked to the window, looked at the people coming and going downstairs, and suddenly asked, "This place doesn't seem to be far from Xunzhang Lane."

Fang Zitong paused for a moment before saying, "If my cousin Lihui were here, he would surely be able to explain the streets and alleys around here to you, but unfortunately I am not familiar with them."

"It's alright." Fang Zilan raised her hand to close the window, but left a crack, and leaned against the wall. "Luckily, I have good eyesight."

“Someone has been following us all this way. Do you know who it is?” Fang Zitong casually placed her teacup on the table. “If it’s not a big deal, I’ll have the steward deal with it.”

“It’s not that easy.” Fang Zilan shook her head. “You know who’s behind the Wen family. I don’t want the Fang family to completely fall out with them unless absolutely necessary.”

"Why?" Fang Zitong asked casually. Fang Zilan glanced at her. "He's not a tolerant or magnanimous person. If you fall out with him, you'll be resented. At best, you'll lose your life; at worst, your whole family will be implicated." Hearing this, Fang Zitong chuckled. "And yet you still dare to offend him?"

"How did I offend him?" Fang Zilan asked innocently. Fang Zitong stopped smiling. "Although I am not very familiar with the affairs of the martial world, I have heard the news that Zixiu betrayed the Ghost Gate."

“Zi Xiu never belonged to the Ghost Gate to begin with; working for him was merely a personal matter.” Fang Zilan’s expression was indifferent. “If you don’t want to do it anymore, just leave; it doesn’t count as defection. Besides, those who stay may not even survive.”

"The Duke of Jin is no longer the Minister of Revenue, yet he still manages to extend his influence so far?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, but still patiently read through the document in her hand carefully.

The more she looked, the more her brows furrowed. "There are a few things here that are indeed questionable. I'll have someone verify them first, and if they're correct, I'll go to the Ministry of Revenue myself."

"Okay." Zhuge Yu nodded, then called in his subordinates and gave them instructions on what needed to be verified.

Fang Zilan quickly reviewed the documents on her desk and then assigned them to different people. By the time she finished, it was past noon. Feeling hungry, she was about to go out for something to eat when she saw Zhuge Yu bring in lunch.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but sigh softly, "Ayu, you are so thoughtful."

As Zhuge Yu placed lunch on the table, she remarked, "I thought that someone like A-Yu, the youngest child in the family, must have been treated like a precious treasure and raised with utmost care. I never imagined she would be so good at taking care of people."

"Among the Zhuge family members in the capital, besides my elder brother, there is only me in my generation." Zhuge Yu said indifferently, "My elder brother is often away, so naturally I have to take care of my grandfather and other elders at home. Over time, I've gotten used to it."

Fang Zilan keenly realized that she might have said something she shouldn't have, so she remained silent for a moment before speaking again, changing her tone: "Speaking of which, during the days I've been confined to my residence, the government office has accumulated a lot of official business, and I'm afraid we'll be busy for quite a while."

Zhuge Yu didn't reply, but just stared at her intently, until her hand holding the chopsticks stopped. "A-Yu?"

"Sister Lan, do you really want to keep Mo Han in the capital?" Zhuge Yu asked abruptly. Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "That boy Mo Han has always been very stubborn, I'm afraid I can't have his way."

A look of surprise flashed across Zhuge Yu's eyes. "Not up to you?"

“Yes.” Fang Zilan smiled and said helplessly, “He just takes advantage of my pampering. He’s been like this since he was a child. As long as he speaks, I can’t do anything about it.”

"From childhood to adulthood?" Zhuge Yu repeated the phrase, and Fang Zilan's expression showed a hint of nostalgia. "We grew up together since we were little, but unfortunately we got separated later. Now that I've found him again, I can't bear to push him away."

"This land of tigers and wolves is not suitable for the survival of a white rabbit." Zhuge Yu shifted his gaze and said coldly, "If he stays, he will surely die without a burial place."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan murmured as if talking to herself, "With my current power and status, can't I even protect him in the capital?"

Zhuge Yu glanced at her, then gently shook his head. "Hesitation will only lead to harm." With that, he turned and left.