Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1814 Triumph
"Why are you looking at me like that, Second Sister?" Fang Zilan met Fang Zitong's gaze and saw a hint of expectation in her eyes. "I heard you're going to the capital with the Prince?"

"It was bound to happen sooner or later." Fang Zilan composed herself. "Second Sister, is there anything you'd like to tell me?"

"It's nothing." Fang Zitong lowered her eyes slightly, and Fang Zilan looked at her thoughtfully. "If I can successfully enter the capital after the Southeast case is resolved, I will take care of my elder sister and Lixing."

Fang Zitong stared at her blankly, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "You know?"

“I borrowed my elder sister’s name, so naturally I have to protect her. As for Lixing…” Fang Zilan paused, “I’ve been wandering around the southeast for so long and haven’t seen him. I suppose my relationship with him is far from the point where he needs to hide from me, which can only mean that he has also stayed in the capital.”

“Lixing doesn’t usually show it, but he’s quite stubborn when it matters.” Fang Zitong sighed. “He knows that his elder sister can never leave the palace or the capital, so he wants to stay too.”

Finally, she said softly, "Lixing said that he was taken care of by his elder sister since he was a child, and wherever his elder sister is, he will be there too."

Fang Zilan heard it clearly, and thus Fang Zitong could also clearly see the bitterness hidden in her heart through the words—hadn't she also received a lot of care from Fang Ziqin? If she could, she might stay too.

"Loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult to reconcile. Moreover, there are many in this world who wish to care for their parents but find them gone." Fang Zilan heard her own voice, and though she tried to comfort him, it sounded forced. "If you stay in the capital, who will take care of Father?"

"Yes." Fang Zitong smiled helplessly. "It's impossible for you to do it, and I don't trust anyone else with it, so I might as well do it myself."

"Second sister, you've worked hard." Fang Zilan bowed respectfully to Fang Zitong, waved her hand, and before she could say anything, the steward knocked on the door again and entered.

"We found out. That Master Wang did indeed go to the underground gambling den in Xunzhang Lane." The manager hesitated for a moment. "When he went, he only brought a young boy with him."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "So it was him."

Although Fang Zitong didn't know what Fang Zilan was talking about, she didn't ask further. She simply asked the manager, "What was that Master Wang doing at the underground gambling den?"

"This..." The manager looked troubled, and Fang Zilan interjected, "We're trying to snatch people. Unfortunately, we can't snatch anyone; instead, it looks like we're just trying to inflate the market price."

"Were you there too?" Fang Zitong asked curiously. Fang Zilan nodded. "It was the night I brought my brother-in-law back to the Fang family home."

Fang Zitong seemed to be deep in thought, while Fang Zilan said calmly, "I'll trouble Second Sister and this steward to investigate for me. I'll handle the rest myself."

She turned to leave after saying that, but Fang Zitong called out to her, "Wait a minute."

Fang Zilan stopped in her tracks and heard Fang Zitong instruct the steward, "Go and fetch a set of clothes, something simple and elegant."

The steward agreed and soon returned. Fang Zilan changed her clothes, thought for a moment, and then casually covered her face with a gauze scarf. She heard Fang Zitong outside the screen say to her with a heavy heart, "Be careful in everything."

"Don't worry, Second Sister." Fang Zilan straightened her clothes as she walked out. "Let's have a meal together when I get home."

Fang Zitong nodded slightly and watched Fang Zilan leave Hongbinlou. She went straight to Xunzhang Lane, but before she reached Daji Wine Shop, she saw Awan and Meng Tingyang walking one after the other on the road.

The number of people tailing them along the way only increased, so Fang Zilan quickly caught up, calling out, "Young Master's Wife, wait for me!"

Awan turned around and looked back, her face clearly showing shock: "How did you get here?"

"That's what I should be asking you." Fang Zilan took Awan's arm and whispered in her ear, "How did you find your way here?" "Haven't you heard?" Awan looked puzzled. Fang Zilan frowned. "Heared what?"

"Lan'er?" Wan Jun's anxious voice was close to her ear. Fang Zilan tried her best to open her eyes, but she could not open them. She could only vaguely hear him saying to someone, "If the fever does not go down, Lan'er's life will be in danger."

"It can't be that serious," Fang Zilan thought to herself, but her consciousness wavered, and she soon fell into a coma.

“This can’t go on.” Xiao Xuan’er frowned. “Young Master, I’ll go to the Xiahou family and invite Miss Awan back.”

It wasn't that she didn't trust Wan Jun's medical skills; it was just that A Wan had always been taking care of Fang Zilan's health, especially on the way back from Miluo, when Fang Zilan's condition fluctuated and she couldn't do without A Wan.

Wan Jun nodded, and Xiao Xuan'er, having received permission, disappeared in a flash.

Standing outside the door, Fang Zitong's expression was inscrutable. She asked the maid beside her in a low voice, "Has my father not returned yet?"

The maid shook her head, and asked anxiously, "Second Miss, has something happened to Master?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Fang Zitong's face turned cold, and the maidservant fell silent. Wan Jun, who was inside the room, heard the commotion and quickly came out.

"May I ask, sir, how is Lan'er now?" Fang Zitong asked with an unfriendly expression. Wan Jun replied in a deep voice, "Not good..."

"I saw you and Miss Xiao running around for so long, so I thought you were quite something," Fang Zitong interrupted Wan Jun, saying in a cool tone, "but it seems you're nothing special."

Wan Jun did not argue, but simply replied, "The Crown Prince's wife's illness is indeed troublesome."

"Since you know that Lan'er is the wife of the heir of the Zhongzheng Prince's Mansion, you should know what to do." Fang Zitong's expression was indifferent, while Wan Jun remained unmoved. "Judging from Miss Fang's words, you mean to return the wife of the heir to the Zhongzheng Prince?"

"Otherwise what?" Fang Zitong said matter-of-factly. "As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl. There is no place for her in the Fang family anymore."

Upon hearing this, Wan Jun was not annoyed, and still said gently, "If Miss Fang has any difficulties, please feel free to speak frankly."

Fang Zitong was taken aback for a moment, then composed herself. "Since you and Lan'er have a close relationship, I will be frank. If Lan'er stays, it will be a difficult situation for the Fang family."

Wan Jun stared intently at Fang Zitong. "Is this Miss Fang's wish, or your father's?"

Fang Zitong slightly turned her head, avoiding Wan Jun's gaze, "Whose meaning is not important, what matters is the facts."

“The young master’s wife is seriously ill and should not be moved.” Wan Jun withdrew his gaze and said earnestly, “I hope Miss Fang will do me the favor.”

"Isn't Lan'er's old injury recurring?" Fang Zitong stared blankly at Wan Jun, who said solemnly, "Miss Fang, please forgive me for not being able to tell you. If the young master's wife does not wish to tell others about her illness, then naturally I cannot speak for her."

Fang Zitong's tone suddenly rose a few decibels, "What do you mean by 'other people'?"

Wan Jun coughed lightly, and before he could explain, Fang Zitong turned and left. He sighed; Fang Zilan's health was the most important thing right now, and he had no time to care about anything else.