"Fang Zilan? Fang Zilan!" An anxious and sincere voice rang in Fang Zilan's ears over and over again, trying to pull her out of the quagmire of memories, but she still didn't want to wake up.
Such a body is not only the sharpest sword in the world, but also the humblest woman in the world. She falls in love with an impossible person and is willing to become a chess piece for his use, even if it is broken into pieces.
Such a body does not belong to her, such behavior does not belong to her, and such a way of living is not hers. If she dies of poison like this, can she return to the original world?
It's really tiring to go on like this.
In her memory, someone vaguely whispered in her ear:
"The old people of the previous dynasty are like lonely ghosts who cannot see the light of day. If you want to live, you can't take the path of sunshine, so you can only enter the gate of hell."
"Those who live in the ghost gate cannot see the light."
"Even if my dignity is broken and my legs are broken, I will not surrender."
"As long as I am alive, I will never live in vain. I will take back everything that belongs to me and make each of them pay the price."
These are Ji Ningtian's hatred and ambitions, none of which belong to her.
But she seemed to have experienced everything with him, entangled in the so-called red thread of fate, and they couldn't be separated by even an inch.
"I don't want to."
Three sonorous and powerful words, like a beam of light breaking through the darkness.
The Fang Zilan in her memory was kneeling upright in front of the Fang's ancestral hall, speaking confidently and confidently. She looked like just a little girl, but she had indescribable power.
"My grandma cannot enter the Fang ancestral hall today. I will need you to invite her in tomorrow. All of you think that I am just a concubine of the prime minister's house, but I, Fang Zilan, will never accept my fate in this life. One day, I will definitely let you all Kneel at my feet.”
Is that so? She always thought that Fang Zilan's desperate efforts were just for Ji Ningtian, but now that she thought of this episode, she realized that her original intention was actually herself.
It was not easy for women in ancient times. Fang Zilan's mother had a bad background, so she was looked down upon by everyone in the Fang family, but who could choose her background?
Fang Zilan went around asking people for help, but she still couldn't let her mother, who died trying to save her, enter the Fang family ancestral hall. In the end, it was just a thin-skinned coffin and she was buried in an unknown mass grave.
She struggled, but no one paid any attention to her.
Fang Chongzheng's silence, Fang Ziqin's admonishment, and Fang Zitong's ridicule, everyone just wanted her to behave herself.
She is just a concubine of the prime minister's house, but it will be a big deal if she marries a high-ranking family member in the future.
But she refused to accept her fate. She personally rejected the marriage chosen by Fang Chongzheng for her in front of Fang's ancestral hall, and even said she would never marry in this life.
Thinking about it this way, Ji Ningtian was not unkind. With his status, he should have married a former princess like Wu Qing, but he didn't.
He didn't marry, and she didn't want to marry. From the beginning, fate had deviated from its original track and headed towards a future that no one could predict.
She came through time and space, and it turned from an unexplained accident into a desperate necessity.
She had been at a loss many times, and had been uneasy after her midnight dreams. However, until this moment, she was so groggy in her dreams that she finally found the real reason.
No matter who she is, even if she is accused of all kinds of falsehoods, even if it is just an excuse, she will insist on going on. This is the meaning of her existence.
"Fang Zilan!" A Wan called persistently again and again. For a whole hour, she didn't even know whether this method would work. Even Deputy General Cao didn't agree to call her on his behalf.
Seven days have passed since Fang Zilan fell into coma and she gave her injections and medicines. She was holding on to the time. If she didn't wake up today, she was afraid she would never wake up again.
Awan still remembered that the master had used this method back then, and half-jokingly said that at this time, she could only do her best to obey fate and see if she could bring people back from hell.
At that time, she was disgusted that her master, as a doctor, believed this statement. However, her master did save Fang Zilan's life that day.
Now that times have changed, she knows that she does not have the skills of her master, but she still does her best, and now she can only listen to fate.
"Fang Zilan!" Awan felt that her throat was astringent and her voice was already a bit hoarse, but she didn't even bother to drink water, for fear that Fang Zilan wouldn't wake up if she shouted less.
She stared at the person on the bed without blinking, her voice was not as clear and crisp as before, and there was an unspeakable uneasiness in her voice.
"Little Awan..." The voice was so angry that Awan couldn't believe her ears, "Fang Zilan!"
She reached out and put her hand on Fang Zilan's wrist. The moment she felt her pulse, her anxious heart finally settled into her stomach, "Are you awake?"
"You've been calling for so long, how come I...can't bear to wake up?" Fang Zilan said intermittently, feeling that her eyelids were extremely heavy, and it took a lot of effort to barely open her eyes.
In the mist, she could only see an outline against the light, but she knew it was Awan who had brought her back from hell.
"You can wake up, which means that the poison is not as overbearing as the poison in your body, and it has been swallowed up by it. But your body is extremely weak these days, so you must be extra careful." Awan gently held Fang Zilan's wrist and leaned towards her He came closer and whispered: "You have been in a coma for seven days. People from the Fang family and Ouyang family arrived yesterday. I have temporarily arranged for them to live in the post house, but I can't stop them from coming to see you, and I can't stop them. I can only do it for you. I promise, as long as I am here, I will heal you and help you survive."
Fang Zilan had already expected to wake up to the battlefield, but even though she was mentally prepared, she did not expect that her body would be so weak. She was afraid of being reborn after the disaster, and it was extremely difficult for her to even move.
Awan helped her up, hesitated and said: "Although my acupuncture can help you regain your strength, the master is not here this time and the situation is too dangerous. I dare not help you with acupuncture easily. I can only give you stew." After a few decoctions, you slowly recovered on your own. The people from those two families are not very good, can you do it? "
"So what if it doesn't work? Xiao Awan, maybe you can go for me?" Fang Zilan's voice was hoarse, but her tone was as frivolous and teasing as ever.
Seeing her like this, Ah Wan felt that it was nothing serious, so he smiled and said, "Okay, if Mr. Fang is at ease, Ah Wan is willing to be a pawn and try it out first."
"You know I'm worried." Fang Zilan said with a smile, "I can't worry if little Awan is not with me."
"I believed your lies!" Awan's face fell, and he said angrily: "If you really think that you can only feel at ease when I'm by your side, why have you worked so hard all these years? It's not that my master can't even save your life, you know I don’t know if this time..."
Awan didn't say anything, but her eyes suddenly turned red.
