It was obvious that they had come to see Fang Qing.
One Fang Dashu was enough, but now that Fang Zhu has come along, Zhao Shi'an didn't show it on his face, but he was already unhappy inside.
He released Fang Qing's hand and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
Fang Qing clenched her fist at her side.
Are you angry?
She caught up with Zhao Shi'an and quickly touched his hand in front of the house.
Zhao Shi'an only glanced at her before speaking to Fang Zhu.
"General Fang."
"Lord Zhao."
Fang Zhu's gaze fell on Fang Qing again.
"Fang Qing, I thought I could invite you to dinner, but I just found out you guys went out to eat."
"Brother Fangzhu, you must have been waiting for a long time. I'm so sorry, please have a seat."
Fang Qing then asked Seventeen to bring her another pot of hot tea, behaving like a hostess.
Fang Zhu observed all of this, his gaze shifting between Fang Qing and Zhao Shi'an.
"When do you plan to go back to Beijing this time?" Fang Zhu asked Fang Qing.
"I still have things to take care of at home, so I'll only stay here for a few days at most."
Fang Qing had already planned this out, so she just told Fang Zhu directly when he asked.
But Zhao Shi'an, who was holding a water glass, paused.
He looked at Fang Qing and frowned slightly.
"Where's Fang Zhu? It's not a good idea for you to stay in the capital forever."
"I have already submitted a memorial to His Majesty, and His Majesty's anger should have subsided. I should be able to return to the Northwest in the next few days, and perhaps I can even escort you home then."
"That's great!"
They exchanged a few more words, and Fang Qing couldn't help but ask about the guards that Fang Zhu had told her about back in Xichang Prefecture.
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