Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1390 Change

"Sister?" Murong Qing's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Fang Zilan back from her thoughts. She stood by the door and suddenly felt dazed for a moment, almost thinking that she heard wrongly.

However, the person sitting in the main hall of the inn, with a face as pale as paper and finely carved eyebrows, who could it be if he wasn't Murong Qing?

Why do people who should be in the post house appear here? Fang Zilan suppressed her doubts and subconsciously raised her head to look out the window. The sky was already pale.

"You..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth, but in the end she did not ask "Why are you here?" but instead asked, "Have you been up all night?"

"Madam, the prince has been up all night looking for you." Meng Tingyang came quickly. Fang Zilan did not look back at him, but stared at Murong Qing. After a while, she said, "The prince is really capable. He was able to find the inn where I was staying."

"I certainly used some tricks." Murong Qing nodded generously, "Fortunately, it's not too late."

"What's not too late?" Fang Zilan was stunned. Murong Qing stood up and walked towards her, but he was shaky.

Meng Tingyang wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Murong Qing's look. Seeing this, Fang Zilan sighed, "Tell me, why is the prince looking for me?"

"I have nothing to do, so I can't look for you?" Murong Qing stood in front of Fang Zilan. He was not as tall as her. He had to raise his head slightly to meet her eyes, but he still looked at her almost persistently.

"Your Majesty, if you have nothing to do, I will go and rest." Fang Zilan stretched his muscles, "After all, I have worked hard all night, and I am really tired."

She didn't hide anything, and Murong Qing didn't ask any further questions. He just said, "I do have something."

Fang Zilan said nothing, waiting for Murong Qing's next words, but saw a hint of sadness on his face, and hesitantly said: "I want to take you to a place."

Fang Zilan remained silent, and Murong Qing felt a little embarrassed, "I won't delay you for too long. I just think that since I'm here, I will regret it if I don't go."

This sounds like what a boy of his age would say. Fang Zilan cursed, but there was no response.

"Are you... willing?" Murong Qing couldn't help but ask, but did not get a reply from Fang Zilan. Instead, it attracted a string of laughter, "Your Majesty, I have been waiting with you all night just to ask such a question?"

Ah Wan laughed so hard that she fell backwards, not giving him face at all. Murong Qing coughed lightly, and his ears turned red. "I'm not..."

"Nothing?" Before A Wan could say anything more, Fang Zilan grabbed the back of her collar and dragged her over. "Why are you here too?"

"Your cousin can't be cured, so I must find someone who can cure him, don't you think?" A Wan said confidently. Fang Zilan was startled, "What do you mean by can't be cured?"

"Under severe punishment, his hands and feet are disabled and cannot be cured." Awan thought for a moment and added, "Plus, he soaked in the water for too long and caught a cold, which left a root of the disease. From now on, he can only stay in bed and take medicine to stay alive..."

"That's enough." Fang Zilan bit her lips tightly, her face gloomy. A young and elegant man like Fang Lihui, at such a young age, has ended up with his hands and feet crippled and has to rely on medicine for the rest of his life...

"You're lucky to be able to keep your life." A Wan comforted him, "Fortunately, the Fang family is rich, so we can always afford to support Master Fang..."

"Can you afford it?" Fang Zilan interrupted Awan's next words and said in a deep voice, "The Fang family doesn't support idle people. I'm afraid those old guys will take advantage of the situation."

"You don't have to worry. With Lord Fang and the Second Miss here, I don't think the Fang family can cause any trouble." A Wan said, pulling Fang Zilan's sleeve, "It's you who makes me more worried." "People say that family disgrace should not be made public, but things have come to this point and I can't cover it up." Fang Zitong pretended to sigh helplessly, bowed and said, "Lord Fang, Lord Xu, this involves criminal law, and it is not appropriate for me, a woman in the inner house, to get involved. Please make the decision and do what needs to be done."

The words "criminal law" were tantamount to directly accusing Pei Poming of a crime. He finally reacted and was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Fang Zitong, how dare you... Go and ask my brother to come out..."

"My husband was not feeling well, so he sent me here." Fang Zitong interrupted him and said indifferently, "Second brother, don't make trouble. I believe that with Master Fang and Master Xu here, they will be able to clear your name."

She raised her eyebrows, her expression revealing an indescribable sarcasm. Pei Poming wanted to curse loudly, but was held back by Xu You and his men.

"Master Pei, please come in." Xu Youtong said politely, and Pei Poming lost his momentum instantly, "No, Master Xu, it's all a misunderstanding, you..."

"Master Pei, if you have anything to say, you may as well go to Jingzhao Yinfu to talk." Xu Youtong said seriously, "Master Pei will have plenty of opportunities to defend himself then."

"Xu Youtong, you are just a small prefect of Jingzhao..." Pei Poming just opened his mouth and was blocked by Fang Zilan, "The prefect of Jingzhao is an official appointed by the court. Lord Pei is so disrespectful, but the crime is even more serious."

Pei Poming wanted to say something else, but when he met Fang Zilan's cold eyes, he was unable to utter a word.

Xu Youtong acted quickly, and with the help of Fang Zilan and Zheng Yan, as well as Fang Zitong's deliberate reminders, in less than half an hour he had collected all the witnesses and evidence from Pei's Mansion and returned to Jingzhao Yin's Mansion.

When Pei Ranqing heard the news, it was too late to stop it. His expression was terribly gloomy, "Where is the madam? Ask her to come see me!"

"My husband is looking for me?" Fang Zitong walked into the study room. Pei Ranqing stared at her closely. "Why are you helping Fang Zilan and Xu Youtong?"

Fang Zitong straightened her sleeves and said nonchalantly, "Hasn't my second brother caused enough trouble? If we indulge him any further, I'm afraid the entire Pei family will be dragged down by him."

"Xu Youtong is the governor of Jingzhao appointed by His Majesty. He does not belong to any camp. What good can it do if Bo Ming falls into his hands?" Pei Ranqing asked coldly, "Or do you just want to see him get into trouble so that the entire Pei family can't hold their heads up?"

Fang Zitong chuckled, "Something happened? If the Pei family can't even protect him, what kind of nine ministers are they..."

"Fang Zitong!" Pei Ranqing walked up to her and held her wrist tightly, "Don't be arrogant because of your favor."

Fang Zitong raised her red lips and smiled charmingly, "Husband, do you pamper me?"

As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, and her sleeve slipped down to reveal a section of her arm. There was a red mark on her delicate white skin.

Pei Ranqing snorted coldly and pushed her away, "Fang Zitong, if you can't behave yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Got it." Fang Zitong stood still, with a smile on her face. "Husband, you should think about how to tell mother."

Pei Ranqing's expression froze. Fang Zitong knew when to stop, bowed, and turned away.

(End of this chapter)