Awan continued to talk to herself while thinking, "And it is not very likely that General Xiahou will be deceived. After all, her husband is Xie Chen, the former famous prime minister of Baiyue. Such a shrewd man, How could General Xiahou be allowed to be deceived?"
Hearing this, Fang Zilan said lightly: "Since these speculations are unfounded, let's infer from the most essential purpose."
"What do you mean?" Awan asked curiously, only to hear her say: "No matter who is responsible for this matter, his essential purpose is only one - to eradicate the Mo family. Therefore, whoever wants to eradicate the Mo family the most will have the most power. May be the mastermind behind it.”
Awan couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Who could that be?"
Fang Zilan's expression suddenly turned cold, "I do have a suspicion in my heart, but I still have to wait until I see the imprisoned pirates before I can confirm it."
"Are you going to see those imprisoned pirates?" Awan looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, but saw her Yun Danfeng nodded lightly, "Mo Han will help, I can be there in two days See them. So Awan, you have to help me prepare the mist and the antidote in these two days."
Hearing this, Awan asked in confusion: "I can understand that you want Migu, why do you need an antidote?"
"No one can find out that I went to meet those pirates." Fang Zilan looked a little more solemn, "No matter what, we can't cause trouble to Mo Han."
"Okay." Awan nodded briefly to express his understanding, then patted his chest and promised, "I'll take care of the medicine."
Fang Zilan relaxed her mind and felt indescribable fatigue. She staggered and held on to the table, her whole body shaking violently.
"Fang Zilan!" Awan whispered, and quickly caught her pulse, her brows filled with worry.
"I don't mind." Fang Zilan shook his head, pushed Awan's hand away, and said softly: "Awan, have a good night's rest. Let's meet up with Lao Cao tomorrow."
"You..." A Wan's eyes suddenly turned red, and Fang Zilan forced out a smile, "A Wan, I promised you that I would live a long life. As long as I still have breath, I will not let you down."
"Okay." Awan nodded heavily, "Don't worry, I will make a new medicine in the next two days, and I will never let your poison attack. Whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it."
"Awan, thank you." Fang Zilan supported the table and bowed.
Awan stretched out his hand as if to help her, but after a moment of hesitation, he retracted his hand, "If you really want to thank me, just take a good rest."
She turned and left, feeling a little more worried. This was the first time that Fang Zilan thanked her so solemnly.
What Awan didn't know was that Fang Zilan was actually just glad that she was still alive, and even more glad that she survived to see Mo Han.
Sure enough, as long as a person is alive, good things will always happen.
Fang Zilan looked at Awan's back, the corners of her lips raised slightly. For some reason, she gradually felt relieved.
She had always wanted to return to her original world one day, but now she just hopes to live a good life every day in this world. As for whether I can go back, it seems to be less important.
She simply tidied up and took a rest. After running around for many days, she was really tired, so she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Until Awan knocked on the door the next day, she was still asleep on the bed.
Awan pushed the door open and saw Fang Zilan still lying on the bed, her eyes closed as if she was still asleep. She tentatively walked to the bed and gently called Fang Zilan's name.
Fang Zilan frowned slightly and murmured, "Awan, I'm awake."
"Why don't you get up when you wake up?" Awan sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand under the brocade quilt, and felt her pulse. He said with a surprised expression: "The strange movement before has disappeared. I don't think Cong Rong has the courage to do it." You poisoned me."
Fang Zilan opened her eyes and sat up, "Cong Rong is alone and has no one to rely on. If she poisons me to death, what good will it do to her?"
Awan frowned slightly and asked, "So you never really doubted Cong Rong?"
Fang Zilan coughed slightly, her voice still a little hoarse, "Knowing is one thing, doubting is another. I know the reason why she never harmed me, but it doesn't mean that I don't doubt her."
"Yes." Awan curled her lips helplessly, "You are as suspicious as the young master, how can you completely trust someone? Even if Cong Rong has absolutely no reason to harm you, but if she is taken advantage of by others... "
"Awan." Fang Zilan interrupted her without saying anything serious, "Who told you that I, like you, can't completely trust someone?"
"Isn't it?" Awan looked suspicious, "My master said so, how could it be wrong?"
"Wen Ya is really..." Fang Zilan sighed softly, pretending to be disgusted and drawled, "I don't teach you well."
"You are not allowed to talk about my master!" Awan glared at her angrily, pulled the brocade quilt and said angrily: "Get up quickly, take the medicine as soon as you have breakfast, don't miss the time..."
"Sister Lan?" Mo Han's voice came from the door, interrupting Awan's words.
Only then did Awan remember that she had just pushed the door open and entered without closing it. She couldn't help but soften her tone and said, "Well, I'll go out and send him away first. You can come out after you've packed up."
"No need." Fang Zilan shook her head and said, "Mo Han is very polite. He will not come in casually without my permission."
"You really trust him." Awan stood up, "Then I'll go talk to him and then send you your medicine."
"Okay." Fang Zilan got up and said to her while getting her clothes: "Tell Mo Han and ask him to accompany me out of the house later."
"Aren't we going to see Vice General Cao?" Awan was shocked, "You actually want to take Mo Han with you?"
"Mo Han knows who I am." Fang Zilan put on her clothes neatly, her expression a little calmer, "Besides, there are some things I need to let him know. Based on his reaction, I can consider my next actions."
Awan still wanted to say something, so she said: "Go ahead, don't let Mo Han wait outside the door."
"Okay, I'll go." Awan drawled out angrily, turned and left.
She walked to the door and glared at Mo Han, quickly repeated what Fang Zilan just said, and then warned: "She trusts you so much, if you dare to do anything to hurt her, I will never forgive you." .”
"Don't worry, Miss Awan." Mo Han bowed politely and asked politely: "I passed by the kitchen just now, and the cook told me that Miss Awan borrowed the fire to cook some medicine early in the morning. I wonder who it is for?"
Awan pursed her lips and looked a little more wary, "I have been in poor health since I was a child. I am a sick person who cannot live without medicine."
