Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

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“I don’t care what Mu Churui does.” Princess Erya’s expression grew colder. “As long as Hatumu can be killed and the Wu clan can be protected, it would be worth it even if I die.”

“Erya, if after you die, Mu Churui turns his back on you and confines the Wu clan to the palace, how will that be any different from a hundred years ago?” her cousin said, heartbroken. “At that time, the Wu clan will become like the High Priest, manipulating people’s hearts with the will of heaven, but they will be puppets controlled by Mu Churui. Such prosperity is better off without.”

Princess Erya ignored me, saying, "Cousin, it was so difficult for Miagu to be seriously injured. It took me a year to get the clan elders to stop supporting Hatumu, and I also managed to get this opportunity from Mu Churui. I have to take this gamble."

“That’s Fang Zilan, the daughter of the God of Slaughter. How could you possibly win the bet against her?” Her cousin grabbed Princess Erya’s wrist, but she remained unmoved. “Precisely because she is the daughter of the God of Slaughter, I am even more determined to gamble.”

She spoke with increasing clenched teeth, "The former General of the Northern Garrison, the Prince of Pingnan, slaughtered countless tribes beyond the Great Wall in order to marry his queen. Have you forgotten, cousin?"

"How could I forget?" My cousin seemed to have lost all her strength and slowly let go of my hand.

In the third year of Jianyong in the Great Chu Dynasty, during the depths of winter, the northwest was frozen solid. The barbarians who had fled to the depths of the desert were all ragged and suffering from hunger and cold. They came from various tribes in the Western Regions, the Northern Desert, and the Southern Desert, but now they all headed in the same direction.

However, their journey passed through Liujin City. The leader made a deal with Huyan Khan: the men would be sent to the army, and the women would be enslaved, in exchange for temporary protection.

Upon learning the news, the young General Zhenbei and Prince Pingnan did not order a pursuit, for the current situation was sufficient for him to fulfill his duty.

Originally, dozens of tribes large and small beyond the Great Wall were completely wiped out, except for the Di and Rong tribes that were temporarily subjugated by Miluo. Even among the Di and Rong tribes, more than half of them had been killed or wounded.

Some say it was to make a name for themselves, others say it was to warn their neighbors. But for General Zhenbei and Prince Pingnan, no reason could outweigh a single transaction, involving one person.

Qin Ji came from a humble background, and the entire royal family of the Great Chu was vehemently opposed to this marriage. Only the newly enthroned emperor proposed such a compromise.

Once all the tribes beyond the Great Wall are wiped out, he will personally issue an imperial decree to grant the marriage.

Most of the people around him had tried to dissuade him, saying that if such an unjust and immoral war were to be waged, people would only have fear of General Zhenbei and Prince Pingnan, and no respect for him.

But General Zhenbei and Prince Pingnan themselves didn't care. Even if he was a god of war, he was still a god of war who wanted to marry Qin Ji...

Recalling the past, Princess Erya's cousin felt her emotions turbulent. She hadn't been born yet, but she had heard her mother recount the horrific scenes of that time. As a result, she had been a slave in Liujin City since birth.

“Cousin, I didn’t mean to provoke you with the past, but the opportunity for revenge is right before my eyes, and if I miss it, I’ll never have another chance.” Princess Erya’s eyes seemed to burn with a fire, her obsession bordering on madness. “What does my life matter?”

“Erya…” her cousin’s eyes reddened, “Have you thought about the consequences? After this action, we will have to completely break with Dajing. And Miluo is not a benevolent force. Caught between the two countries, will the Di and Rong tribes have any chance of survival?”

"Our homeland is long gone." Princess Erya's expression gradually turned resentful. "It's no pity if the Di and Rong tribes are destroyed. As long as the Wu clan prospers, nothing else matters."

"Fang Zilan, what nonsense are you spouting?" Awan blurted out instinctively, but stopped when she saw Fang Zilan's icy expression. After a long while, she whispered, "Even if it's Young Master, he can't..." "Can't what?" Fang Zilan smiled wickedly. "We're all in the same boat. If something happens to me, do you think he can get away with it?"

Awan's expression changed instantly, and she lowered her voice to a whisper, "Fang Zilan, are you really not afraid that the young master will kill you?"

"I'm still useful to him, and he can't bear to part with me." Fang Zilan's lips curled slightly, her voice as soft as a wisp of smoke, disappearing in the blink of an eye into Awan's ears, but making Awan's face even more unpleasant.

“When have you ever seen the young master reluctant to part with Wu Qing…” A Wan didn’t finish her sentence, but Fang Zilan understood her meaning perfectly.

Wu Qing was a princess of the previous dynasty and one of Ji Ningtian's closest confidantes. However, Ji Ningtian still dragged her into the mess of the Ghost Gate.

To that man, they were all just pawns in his game.

But for some reason, Fang Zilan wanted to take this gamble, betting that Ji Ningtian had no one else he could use besides her.

"Have you thought it through?" Awan reached out and tugged at Fang Zilan's sleeve, pulling her back to reality. "If you anger the young master, no one can save you."

“Who says the young master will definitely be angry?” She smiled slightly. “I have considered it. Because of their status as former officials of the previous dynasty, the Fang family will give the young master some face. The Ouyang family has been weak in the court for the past two years. With Li Shengxuan’s ascension to the throne, all the aristocratic families are living in fear, afraid that he will allow the Xiahou family to re-enter the court. This is the best time to form a marriage alliance.”

Awan frowned. "But the Shangguan family are criminals, and other noble families avoid them like the plague. How could they possibly agree to a marriage alliance?"

Fang Zilan simply smiled, "It's true that the Shangguan family are criminals, but it's also true that Li Shengxuan had ulterior motives. The power behind the Shangguan family hasn't been affected at all. That alone is enough to sway a weak Ouyang family. What's more..."

She paused, then her smile widened. "They didn't marry the daughter of the Shangguan family, but the daughter of the Wang family."

Awan was completely confused. "What do you mean?"

“The Wang family is, after all, a prominent family in Yanzhou. I have to give Wang Quanzhi some face, otherwise, wouldn’t my life in Yanzhou be very difficult?” Fang Zilan said casually. Awan suddenly realized what she meant. “You mean…”

"That's exactly what you think." Fang Zilan nodded. "This matter is of great importance, so I will personally write letters to the Fang family and the Ouyang family. However, it won't be easy for me to persuade these two great families with just my words. I will need your help in secret, young master. There are too many people watching me now, so I can't leave. I can only ask you to make the trip yourself."

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" Awan's voice lowered, sounding somewhat disappointed. Fang Zilan reached out to pat her shoulder, but her hand didn't land on her shoulder. Instead, Awan grabbed her sleeve.

Fang Zilan let her hold her hand and sighed softly, "Little Awan, some things are better left unsaid. I'm busy these next few days, so please make this trip for me."