Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1915 Conspiracy
Li Shengxuan noticed the official seal of the prefecture government on it, and Fang Zilan made no attempt to hide it, saying, "It's a household registration document."

Mingxiang coughed lightly, "Master, the household registration documents are fine, but the identity documents from the Chamber of Commerce..."

She paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "When the Fang family sent it before, it was clearly written that it was in the name of a woman, that she must be a businesswoman."

Fang Zilan was stunned; she had completely forgotten about this. Originally, to make things easier, she had asked the Fang family to create a business association identity for her. At the time, she hadn't anticipated traveling with Li Shengxuan, so she hadn't prepared several other identities as backups.

Now, without the merchant guild's membership, Li Shengxuan and Xiahou Zhang could only follow her as guards or attendants. She didn't mind, but...

“I don’t mind,” Li Shengxuan said casually. Fang Zilan subconsciously asked, “Don’t mind what?”

“Living off a woman.” Li Shengxuan said it so naturally that even Fang Zilan was dumbfounded. “What did you say?”

Xiahou Zhang, who was standing nearby, also suddenly changed his expression and advised, "Sir, you must not."

“Why not?” Li Shengxuan raised an eyebrow. Fang Zilan took a deep breath. “Sir, please don’t joke around.”

Li Shengxuan composed himself and stared intently at Fang Zilan. "I'm serious."

Seeing that the stalemate was not resolved, Awan tugged at Mingxiang's sleeve with great persuasion, "Miss Mingxiang, I suddenly remembered that the medicine I'm decocting is still on the stove, and I'm afraid it's going to burn. Would you come with me to take a look?"

Mingxiang nodded and left with Awan. After they left, Fang Zilan could no longer suppress her emotions and said sternly, "We agreed that I would set the rules, what do you mean by this?"

"I was just trying to ease your burdens." Li Shengxuan said calmly, while Fang Zilan clenched her fists. "No need. In my heart, you are my brother-in-law, and that will never change even if our identities change."

Li Shengxuan's expression froze. "You don't remember anything at all?"

Fang Zilan asked in confusion, "Remember what?"

"It's nothing." Li Shengxuan composed himself, and Fang Zilan didn't press further. Instead, she said, "Time is of the essence, let's exchange information first. What have you found out?"

“Mountain bandits and outlaws often collude with local officials, especially in Feiling Mountain.” Li Shengxuan walked to Fang Zilan’s side, picked up the paper and pen she had placed on the table, and sketched a simple map with just a few strokes.

"Among the mountain bandits and outlaws, there are many Jianghu people who have always had the habit of paying homage to the mountain leaders." Fang Zilan said while looking at the map, "The leader of Feiling Mountain bandits should be the culprit. If we kill him and wipe out the Feiling Mountain bandits, the Jiangnan region will be much more peaceful."

"Leaving aside the collusion between officials and bandits, even the bandit leader of Feiling Mountain..." Li Shengxuan pursed his lips, then said, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone a maze like Feiling Mountain?"

Fang Zilan was silent for a moment, then changed the subject, "You said before that you were sure there were spies in the Jiangnan camp, what was that about?"

"After the establishment of the Jiangnan Grand Camp, it fought against mountain bandits and outlaws." Li Shengxuan's expression was inscrutable. "All of these battles ended in failure."

"So this is because there are spies?" Fang Zilan sneered. Li Shengxuan sighed softly, "You have never fought against mountain bandits and outlaws, so you may not know that Dajing has never been defeated."

Awan and Deputy General Cao exchanged glances, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. Awan desperately wanted to go back to the room and wake Fang Zilan, but then she thought that if she rashly woke Fang Zilan up because of all this chaos, who knows how Fang Zilan would laugh at her later.

Besides, they're just a bunch of women from the inner quarters. If all else fails, we can drug them and make them unconscious so they can hold out for a while.

As if guessing what A-Wan was thinking, Deputy General Cao hesitated before calling out to her, "Miss A-Wan..."

"I was thinking of drugging them," Awan said honestly, blinking her big, innocent, and pitiful eyes. "If you don't want to, you can continue watching them. Anyway, Lord Fang said you should keep an eye on them."

Deputy General Cao's face fell. He sighed deeply and resignedly walked towards the backyard. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned back and asked, "When will the boss wake up?"

"I'll do my best, Lord Fang will wake up soon." Awan smiled ingratiatingly, and Vice General Cao went to the backyard without saying anything more.

After Vice General Cao left, Awan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it must have been really tough for Fang Zilan to be the boss. She had to take care of everything, which was exhausting, and if she didn't do a good job, there were a lot of people waiting to laugh at her.

Why did this woman choose such a path? Wouldn't it have been better to just be Li Shengxuan's woman?
As Awan thought this, she kept fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, fanning the fire to brew the medicine, busy and happy, while pondering whether she would choose to live such a hard life if she were busy.

However, the thought that "how many people in this world are truly living a good life" suddenly entered her mind, leaving her stunned.

These are the words Fang Zilan said to Shangguan Mu, and they are absolutely right.

Even though she, A-Wan, had established herself in the underworld at a young age thanks to her talent and intelligence in medicine, and seemed carefree and unruly with no one daring to make things difficult for her, the reality behind her success was quite different.

Only she knew how many sleepless days and nights she spent memorizing medical books and studying medical principles, all to make everyone believe that she was the most talented and spiritually gifted healer in the entire Ghost Gate, second only to her master, and that no one else could ever catch up to her.

Thinking about it this way, she could understand Fang Zilan. The sharpest sword in the world, if it were to be sheathed and hidden away, hidden by the emperor in the harem, becoming one of the three thousand beauties in the courtyard, just thinking about it would make one feel unwilling.

It turns out that what Fang Zilan said was true; she was doing it not only for the young master but also for herself.

"Miss Awan?" Deputy General Cao's voice suddenly reached Awan's ears, making her jump. "You scared me to death!"

"What are you thinking about so intently? You didn't even notice the medicine was burnt!" Seeing A-Wan's absent-minded and flustered state, Vice General Cao quickly stepped forward and pulled her away. "Be careful, it's hot!"

As he helped Awan clean up the mess, he said, "I was just passing by the kitchen door when I smelled something burning inside. When I came in, I found you sitting here in a daze."

“It’s nothing.” Awan stood there blankly and said, “I just felt that Lord Fang had a hard time.” Her voice was low and muffled, with a hint of bitterness.

Upon hearing the voice, Deputy General Cao stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. "Boss, you've had a tough time, but you're also very remarkable."

With such a simple sentence, Deputy General Cao spoke with immense pride, his heartfelt admiration and respect making Awan suddenly understand, "Yes, that's always been her way."