Watching Old Lady Fang walk away and then Miss Jun turning around and sitting by the campfire, Fang Chengyu raised his foot to run over, but Zhu Zan held him back again.

"Where are you going?" he said, pushing him out. "Go and comfort your grandmother, you unfilial son."

After saying that, he strode towards Miss Jun.

Fang Chengyu gritted his teeth, furious.

"Didn't you say that men should not interfere in women's affairs?" he said.

Zhu Zan pretended not to hear and quickly stood beside Miss Jun.

Fang Chengyu stamped his feet angrily and had to turn around and talk to the old lady above.

I don't know what he said, but he finally climbed into Mrs. Fang's car, leaving some guards behind and taking some with him.

The scene behind me gradually became quiet, with only the crackling sound of the campfire.

Zhu Zan slowly moved a piece of firewood over and poked Miss Jun's foot.

"What are you doing?" Miss Jun moved her feet and glared at him unhappily.

"Nothing." Zhu Zan said, poking the wood on the ground, "Look at what you are doing."

He's clearly sitting there without moving, yet you're asking what I'm doing.

Miss Jun exhaled.

"Angry," she said.

"People have different ideas, so there's no point in getting angry about it." Zhu Zan said, "Otherwise, why is there a saying that goes 'You won't turn around until you hit the wall, and you won't cry until you see the coffin.'"

"I'm just angry." Miss Jun raised her voice and looked at him, "Is it not okay?"

"Okay." Zhu Zansurong nodded, "Of course I can. What I mean is that you did the right thing and she did the wrong thing. Of course she should be angry if she doesn't listen."

He can also say nice things. Miss Jun looked at him, grabbed the firewood in his hand and threw it into the campfire.

"I don't know what she was thinking, how could she think that way," she said.

Knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, would you still go there?

No, that means not fearing hardships, but what do you call Mrs. Fang's behavior, a moth flying into a flame?

"It's OK as long as you know what you think," Zhu Zan said. "As for what others think, it doesn't matter. Our purpose is not to explore why others think this way. We just want them to do what we think."

That's right.

In fact, she has always been like this, whether it was when she first arrived at the Fang family and convinced Old Lady Fang by curing Fang Chengyu, or when she gained fame in the capital by curing acne, it didn't matter what others thought. She just had to do what she had to do.

So why am I so angry now? Maybe it's because I feel sorry for the lack of resistance.

She truly regarded the Fang family as her own family. Seeing them so determined to die, how could she not be anxious?

Miss Jun sighed lightly.

"Were you angry when you learned that I died?" She suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhu Zan and asked.

"Of course." Zhu Zan said, "You are so stupid."

Miss Jun stared at him.

"I do," she said.

Zhu Zan looked gloomy for a moment.

"I don't want to talk about this topic." He said, turning his head to look at the campfire. "You still have time to be angry now, but it would be meaningless for me to be angry at that time."

By then I was already dead.

Miss Jun looked at his profile. When he was not talking or laughing, his face was always covered with a layer of sadness. She had noticed this before, and it looked even more intense at this moment.

"Fortunately, I am still alive now," she said softly, "which also proves that not all despair is really hopeless."

Zhu Zan said "oh" and shook his head.

"Let's go, then," he said.

Miss Jun looked at him and smiled, and Zhu Zan also smiled.

The two men stood up and walked towards the horses.

"But this old lady is quite arrogant," said Zhu Zan.

"Yes, she has always been very arrogant." Miss Jun said with a smile, "You noticed that too?"

"I can see it. He wasn't excited at all when he saw me, and he didn't even greet me," said Zhu Zan.

Miss Jun chuckled.

"That's because she didn't know you. Chengyu and I forgot to introduce you. She thought you were my follower," she said.

"Nonsense." Zhu Zan said, raising his eyebrows, "Do I need to be introduced? I am so wise and brave that I can be described as an extraordinary person at first glance."

Miss Jun made a "Puh" sound and laughed.

Hearing the laughter and watching the two people mount their horses and head towards Yangcheng, the Fang family guards breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Old Lady Fang had obviously parted ways with Miss Jun on bad terms. Fortunately, Miss Jun did not just leave, otherwise the young master would be anxious, so everyone hurried to catch up.

The streets of Yangcheng were very busy, with people talking about the third daughter of the concubine of the Fang family coming to sue the Fang family. During this period, Old Lady Fang went into the county government office, left the county government office, and then came back. Although Fang Chengyu was sitting in the car and did not show up, people who were familiar with Fang Chengyu recognized his guards at a glance.

"Master Fang is back."

"Why did Master Fang come back just now?"

"Why are you coming back at this time? The sisters at home are fighting over the family property. It's so difficult for him."

Young Master Fang's return made everyone even more talkative and speculative about the direction of events. Not long after, another familiar person was seen walking on the street.

When this man first rode towards us, no one paid any attention to him. It was not until he passed by that people started to react.

"Isn't that Miss Jun?"

The woman came to her senses and shouted.

Everyone looked over and saw a woman on a horse surrounded by guards. Although it was her back and although they hadn't seen her for many years, they still recognized her.

The streets were immediately in an uproar.

"Miss Jun is back too."

"With such a big incident, the old lady asked her to come back, right?"

"It's good that Miss Jun is back. With Miss Jun here, things will definitely be solved smoothly."

Standing on the street corner and hearing people's discussions, Lin Zhubu couldn't help but spit in his heart.

These fools really think Miss Jun is a Bodhisattva and ask her to be the one to judge justice. She is the one who caused all this.

Really…

Chief Lin shook his head and looked at the woman's back as she disappeared into the street, feeling a little envious.

So this reputation is written by the strong themselves. She is strong, she is the king, even if she does Yanluo's work, she is also a saint, a deity, and a bodhisattva who saves the world and saves people from disasters.

…

The Fang family mansion was quieter than before.

Seeing her son whom she hadn't seen for a long time, Mrs. Fang was not as happy as she had expected, but looked gloomy instead.

"Is this you who did this?" she whispered, looking at Old Lady Fang who walked straight in with a sullen face and refused their invitation to follow her.

Fang Chengyu chuckled.

"Not really." He said, "You guys have figured out the ghost, so what kind of ghost is it?"

Mrs. Fang made a "pooh" sound.

"You've brought your sisters into disrepute," she said.

Fang Chengyu is very handsome.

"Mother, how could my sisters' reputation be ruined because of something like this? Besides, our Fang family's reputation does not need others to comment on it." He said, raising his chin slightly.

Mrs. Fang let out a breath and was about to speak when she saw Miss Jun walk in. She was startled, but then she realized something.

"So you..." she said.

Miss Jun bowed to Mrs. Fang.

"My aunt was frightened. I'll tell you the details later," she said. "I'll go see my grandmother first."

Mrs. Fang had a complicated expression and said nothing more as she watched Miss Jun go inside. She then looked at her son who was smiling beside her.

"I don't care." She said, put her hand on her forehead, turned around and left.

After Mrs. Fang left, Fang Chengyu was about to leave when a little girl came out from the side.

"Young Master, Young Master, Second Miss, please don't just focus on my cousin and forget about my sister." She said timidly, and then boldly imitated Fang Yuxiu's tone, "Don't say anything else, send some good food and drink first."

Fang Chengyu laughed.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go see my sisters." he said.

Fang Chengyu walked towards where Fang Yunxiu was, and Miss Jun also walked into Old Madam Fang's room. Although the maids and servants outside tried to stop them, they could not do anything.

Old Mrs. Fang lay in the rocking chair, apparently extremely tired and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

"I know grandma is very tired, but I still have something to say." Miss Jun sat down and said, "Grandma, you are wrong."

Old Mrs. Fang smiled without blinking.

"I didn't say I was right," she said. "This is just my belief. You think I'm wrong, I think I'm right, there's no point in arguing. Just like what those scholars said, if you don't share the same beliefs, you can't work together."

Miss Jun shook her head.

"No, I don't mean to say whether your beliefs are right or wrong, Grandma," she said.

Old Mrs. Fang frowned slightly, but did not open her eyes.

"I mean, the Jun you believe in is wrong." Miss Jun continued.

This king you believe in?

Old Mrs. Fang opened her eyes and looked at Miss Jun sharply.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" she said in a deep voice.

"I know." Miss Jun looked at her, "That's what I meant when I said it was dangerous."