Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1888 Provocation
"The more impossible something seems, the more likely it is to be true." Madam Fu coughed lightly. "If it really was done by the Dugu family, what will the Crown Prince's wife do?"

"Me?" Fang Zilan was taken aback, then said with a self-deprecating tone, "I am just one of the thousands of women confined to the inner quarters, like Madam Tong. What can I do?"

Zhuge Yu chimed in, "This case is presided over by Mr. Xie. No matter what the Crown Prince's wife and I think, it doesn't count."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan glanced sideways, her eyes filled with obvious inquiry. She wondered what Lord Fu and Zhuge Yu had discussed that made him speak so frankly.

"Lord Zhuge is absolutely right." Supported by others, Lord Fu managed to move out with difficulty. "I am truly sorry to have troubled you two distinguished guests today..."

"Lord Fu, although your injuries are not serious, if you don't receive timely treatment, the consequences could be dire," Fang Zilan interrupted Lord Fu, "I will inform Mr. Xie of everything that happened today. As for how he intends to investigate..."

Before she could finish speaking, a cold arrow came flying at her. If she hadn't been quick-witted and pushed Madam Fu away, Madam Fu would have lost her life instantly.

Madam Fu collapsed to the ground, still shaken. She instinctively looked at Fang Zilan, who had pushed her, and said, "Madam, you..."

"General Meng, can you hold them off?" Fang Zilan ignored Madam Fu and looked at Meng Tingyang. He was stunned and didn't react for a moment. "What?"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of silver light filled the sky. Before he could even be surprised, Fang Zilan said, "Madam Fu, may I borrow your sword?"

After she finished speaking, she casually took the sword from Madam Fu's hand and stood in front of everyone.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and when they looked closely, Fang Zilan was still standing unharmed not far away, only surrounded by a number of cold arrows.

“This can’t go on.” Zhuge Yu was the first to react. He quickly walked to Fang Zilan’s side. “It’s easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. Even you can’t hold out for long.”

On the other side, Meng Tingyang also reacted and rushed to Fang Zilan, saying, "Princess Madam, you go first."

“None of us can leave now.” Fang Zilan snorted coldly, then turned to look at Lord Fu and Madam Fu, “You two have been implicated, I’m sorry.”

"What makes you say that, Madam Heir?" Cold sweat beaded on Lord Fu's forehead, whether from unbearable pain or overwhelming fear, it was hard to tell, but he still spoke politely, "You're too kind, too kind..."

"If the Crown Prince's wife and I were to perish in this Fu residence today, I fear the Dugu family..." Zhuge Yu didn't finish his sentence, "...the person behind the scenes is truly cunning and ruthless."

Fang Zilan looked helplessly at Zhuge Yu, who had a gloomy expression, and said sarcastically, "Instead of spending your time scheming, Lord Zhuge should think about how to break the deadlock."

As she spoke, she twirled her sword and deflected another stray arrow. "If Lord Zhuge has no solution, then I will."

Zhuge Yu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Fang Zilan moved and appeared beside Madam Fu, separating her from the servant with a sword.

"Young man, I see you're quite skilled. Why don't you go out of the manor and find some help for us?" Fang Zilan said, while slowly tilting the sword in her hand. Any more and it would have touched Madam Fu's neck.

As expected, the servant's expression changed. "Why me? General Meng, who serves the young master's wife, is also quite skilled..."

"I don't like wasting words." Fang Zilan's sword was pressed against Madam Fu's neck, yet Madam Fu showed no sign of panic. She simply said to the servant, "Can't you see? The Heir Apparent's wife and Lord Zhuge are their targets. That General Meng probably won't get out." "But..." The servant wanted to say something more, but Madam Fu said sternly, "If these two die in our mansion, aside from anything else, the Fu family will definitely give an explanation. Do you understand?"

“Brother, you still think about Fang Zilan?” Honghe frowned. “She knew full well that there was a hidden danger, yet she recklessly used you and everyone from Zhongling Temple as bait…”

“Xiao He…” Hong Tai couldn’t help but speak, but Hong He ignored him. “If it weren’t for the Xiahou family’s intervention, I would only be able to collect your corpse. Brother, why can’t you think of me?”

Her eyes reddened as she spoke, "I have no children, and my husband is dead. What if something unexpected happens in the future..."

She didn't finish her sentence, her voice trembling with tears, "Brother, you're all I have left."

Upon hearing this, Hongtai sighed deeply. Over the years, with Uncle Sun by their side and Honghe being cared for, he always took it for granted that she would be put further back in line. It was as if they were blood relatives, so he never felt indebted.

But now that I think about it, if I were to say who he owes the most over the years, it would be Honghe.

First, for the sake of mutual benefit, Honghe was married off to Yin Quanzhang. Then, to cover up the truth, Yin Quanzhang was sent to his death, causing Honghe to become a widow at a young age.

Even now, he abandoned Honghe for Fang Zilan, truly a despicable older brother.

"Alright, stop crying." Hong Tai reached out, but couldn't even touch the hem of Hong He's clothes before his hand fell limply down, unable to muster any strength.

Seeing this, Honghe lost her desire to blame Hongtai and turned her face away, saying, "I'll go see if the medicine is ready."

"Xiao He!" Hong Tai called out to Hong He, who was turning to leave. He coughed again, and one could vaguely make out the words, "Don't blame Fang Zilan."

Honghe gritted her teeth in anger, "What? Even if I wanted to blame her, would I kill her with a single blow?"

Hongtai opened his mouth but no sound came out, so Honghe said to herself, "Brother, who is she? Even if you ignore her status as a princess, she is still Zixiu, whom the Ghost Gate Master has been longing for, and the favored and noble wife of the Prince of Zhongzheng. How can you worry about her?"

Hongtai was speechless, and could only watch helplessly as Honghe left.

The situation in the southeast has been stirred up, but with the Xiahou family making a move, it will be difficult for Xie Chen to remain impartial. In addition, with powerful families involved, no one knows where the court trial will go.

Even if Fang Zilan falsely claims to have received the Empress's decree to protect the Fang family, it's only temporary. If those account books leak out…

Hong Tai dared not think any further. He knew that some of the account books were in Fang Lihui's hands, some had flowed to Fang Zilan through Qianjinfang, and many were in his hands. But could the three of them really get all the account books together?

The five families in Lingnan kept records of the transactions involving poisonous insects and herbs. Even the pretexts used to transport human bones to Miluo might not stand up to scrutiny…

If someone is determined, they can implicate more than just one or two people.

Fang Zilan may be determined to pursue so-called fairness, but once she offends those people, it may just be wishful thinking.