Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1830 Damage
Fang Zilan's voice trembled so badly that she couldn't continue speaking. She curled up into a ball. Seeing this, Xiahou Ze bowed to her and said, "I am Xiahou Ze of the Xiahou family. I know that the Crown Prince's wife is responsible for the important task of maintaining good relations between Dajing and Miluo. Therefore, I guarantee that as long as I am here, no one will dare to harm you."

He spoke with such integrity and certainty that even Fang Zilan had doubts in her heart, but she did not show it on her face. She only said, "I appreciate General Xiahou's kindness, but things are changing rapidly. I am already satisfied that I was able to find Awan. I will not cause any further complications. I can pretend not to know who died inside."

Shang Zhongyi stared intently at Fang Zilan, and when she changed the subject, she said, "But Awan was sent by His Majesty and my elder sister, the Empress, to the southeast to treat me and the young master. She even saved the life of the Xiahou family head. If she makes the slightest mistake, I will have a hard time explaining myself. I hope Young Master Shang will give me an explanation and not put me in a difficult position."

Her words were so impeccable that if Shang Zhongyi couldn't explain himself, she would file a complaint against him before Li Shengxuan. He heard her clearly and could only try to smooth things over by saying, "Miss Awan is currently unconscious. Please ask the young master's wife to take her back for treatment first. I promise that I will personally visit her afterwards and explain the whole story."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan seemed to hesitate. Shang Zhongyi bowed and said, "I will give the young master's wife an explanation, based on the reputation of Yancheng Manor."

“Alright.” Fang Zilan nodded and said, “Since Young Master Shang has said so, then I will take Awan back for treatment first.”

After she finished speaking, she helped Awan to leave, her steps unsteady. Meng Tingyang wanted to go forward and lend a hand, but since they were women, he couldn't act casually in public without her permission.

It was Xiahou Ze who spoke up, "Madam, this place is quite far from the Fang family, and Miss Awan cannot be delayed any longer. My Xiahou family is willing to lend you our horses."

"Thank you, General Xiahou." Fang Zilan looked frail and delicate. Meng Tingyang, ever perceptive, said, "I'll go and fetch the horse right away."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xie Chen's voice came from outside the courtyard, "General Xiahou is right, this place is far from the Fang family, but the young master's wife neither came by carriage nor on horseback, could it be that she walked here?"

"Mr. Xie." Xiahou Ze and Xie Chen greeted each other, and Xiahou Ze said, "Second brother, you've worked hard. Leave it to me."

Fang Zilan glanced at Xie Chen, who was walking towards her, and ignored his words. She said, "Mr. Xie, when I saw you taking Cheng Zhimo hostage at Hongbin Restaurant, I didn't pursue the matter further. I was curious why you were suddenly so easy to talk to. Later I found out that you were doing it because of Young Master Shang."

She paused, then her voice turned cold, "I wonder whose face you're giving this time, Young Master Shang or Young Master Xiahou?"

Xie Chen remained silent, so Fang Zilan continued, "Mr. Xie, if you do not conduct yourself properly, the Southeast case will not be able to proceed."

"I know what I'm doing, so there's no need for you to worry, Madam." Xie Chen bowed to Fang Zilan and said, "Please make yourself at home, Madam."

Fang Zilan didn't say anything more. Meng Tingyang brought over the horse, and they left with Awan.

"Aqi, who are the people in the front hall?" Xie Chen asked directly. Xiahou Qi pursed his lips, but before he could speak, Shang Zhongyi said, "They are just servants. The villa was attacked by bandits, and they were innocent victims. Please rest assured, Mr. Xie, I will definitely make sure to provide proper compensation to their families."

Xie Chen stared at him until he finished speaking, but remained silent, making him feel uneasy. "Mr. Xie?"

“Young Master Shang, I’m asking about A-Qi.” Xie Chen’s face was expressionless. Shang Zhongyi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Xiahou Qi's lips moved slightly, "Mr. Xie, I know I was wrong. All the mistakes were mine, and it has nothing to do with the young master..."

"Aqi, your surname is Xiahou." Xie Chen interrupted Xiahou Qi without any mercy, then looked at Shang Zhongyi and said, "Young Master Shang, I gave you leniency out of consideration for Yancheng Manor, but I never thought it would become a reason to condone your disregard for human life." "Are you injured?" Although it was a question, Fang Zilan spoke with absolute certainty, which gave Awan a headache. She thought to herself that even in this state, she was still so perceptive.

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell a few days ago," A-Wan laughed, trying to brush it off. But Fang Zilan grabbed her arm, and with a slight pull, A-Wan's expression changed. "What's wrong with you? You're sick, yet you're still so strong..."

As she spoke, she tried to break free from Fang Zilan's grasp, but Fang Zilan realized she had hurt her and let go on her own. Without support, she lay back down.

Seeing this, Awan quickly caught Fang Zilan's head, preventing her from falling too hard, but the throbbing pain in her back still made her frown. "It hurts."

"I'll bear the pain." Awan withdrew her hand angrily. "I heard that the young master's wife was quite the big shot in Miluo. First, she caused a scene at the mansion, then she killed a tiger, and finally she faced swords all by herself."

She deliberately drew out her words, "Why are you so frail now?"

"Me, so frail?" Fang Zilan laughed out loud as if she had heard something amusing. "Little Awan, I'm perfectly fine."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Awan scoff at her and quickly tugged at Awan's sleeve, "Who hurt our little Awan? Tell me, and I'll avenge you."

"Forget it." Awan brushed Fang Zilan's hand away. "You'd better be fine, and I'll pray to Buddha. I'm still waiting for you to avenge me..."

Fang Zilan looked displeased. "Little Awan, let's keep things separate. I'm perfectly fine, and avenging you is a completely different matter."

Awan looked down at Fang Zilan on the bed, "You have time to think about avenging me, but why don't you think about your cheap husband—Murong Qing? What if something happens to him..."

Fang Zilan suddenly felt her vision go black. "Could Murong Qing be... dead?"

Awan shrugged, a smug look on her face that said, "You guessed it yourself." Fang Zilan asked suspiciously, "Where's Zheng Yan... who's with Ayu? Isn't he here?"

"They're not here." Awan was deliberately trying to deceive Fang Zilan, and sure enough, she sat up despite the pain. "Are the 100,000 troops of Dajing still outside Lin City?"

“Not here.” Awan composed herself and shook her head solemnly.

Fang Zilan panicked even more, "So... they've already started fighting?"

Awan, feigning seriousness, put her hands behind her back and said, "The two major camps in the southeast and south, totaling 100,000 troops, are now on their way back to their respective camps."

After she finished speaking, ignoring Fang Zilan's astonishment, she added, "These words were spoken by General Zheng Yan himself."

"Little Awan!" Fang Zilan gritted her teeth, but Awan looked completely innocent. "General Zheng Yan is with Lord Zhuge and is indeed not here. The 100,000 troops of Dajing are not outside Lincheng either. What did I say wrong?"