After thinking about it, Fang Zilan went to see Cong Rong. Cong Rong was lying on the bed sickly. When he saw her coming, he was about to get up, but she held her down and lay back down again.
"I have listened to the housekeeper about the child. Miss Cong is not in good health, so don't get up." Fang Zilan looked concerned, "Miss Cong, how do you feel now? What did the doctor say?"
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fang. Now I just don't have enough energy and blood, and my body is a little weak. I can just rest more." Cong Rong said with a hint of sadness in her eyes, "It's a pity that the child in my belly died before he was born. It's all my fault as a mother, I can't help him..." As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and tears came out of her eyes, making her pale face look even more haggard.
Seeing this, Fang Zilan comforted her and said: "Miss Cong, please give me my condolences. I can't blame you for this. Don't blame yourself, so as not to worry too much and hurt your body and mind. Children who want to come and go don't want to see you like this."
"Master Fang, you finally came back, but I look like this..." Cong Rong's tears rolled down like broken beads, "I'm really useless..."
"Miss Cong doesn't have to be like this." Fang Zilan patted her back gently and said softly while calming her emotions: "However, although I am back, the situation outside has been unstable recently, so our house has to be temporarily closed. No one is allowed to leave or leave. During this period, Miss Cong can rest peacefully, but taking good care of her body is more important than anything else."
Cong Rong nodded and said with sobs, "I listen to Mr. Fang."
Afterwards, Fang Zilan chatted with her for a few words and then left. After she left, she went directly to the accounting room. After reading the account books, she asked the housekeeper to check whether the food utensils in the house were enough. If not, she would discuss with the imperial guards outside the door and send someone to bring some in regularly.
After everything was arranged in her room, she happily had a table and chairs moved to the courtyard, where she could drink tea and bask in the sun, so happily. When Li Shengxuan heard about her series of actions, he burst out laughing, "Does she really think she is Xiu Mu?"
If Fang Zilan hears his words, she will definitely ask, "What else?" After all, she has nothing to do now, and she can always live a leisurely and peaceful life for a few days before he makes the final decision.
On this day, Fang Zilan was happily eating melon seeds in the courtyard. He heard the housekeeper outside the courtyard and the person who delivered the food say a few polite words, and asked what was going on outside.
"You." Fang Zilan raised her finger and pointed at a maid next to her, and said, "Go outside the courtyard and invite the housekeeper and the food delivery person in, saying that I have something to ask."
The maid hurriedly responded and then quickly went outside the courtyard. Cong Rong couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master Fang, do you want to inquire about the food delivery person?"
Fang Zilan hummed and patiently explained: "Miss Cong, don't underestimate these traffickers. They travel a lot and hear a lot of strange things. You can't go wrong asking them for information."
When Cong Rong heard what she said, she couldn't help but admired: "Master Fang is well-informed and really unique."
Fang Zilan was in a better mood after being praised by her. Just when she was about to wave her hand and say something small, she saw the maid leading the housekeeper and the food delivery person in. She waved her hand to signal them to come closer.
After they stood still, Fang Zilan looked at the person who delivered the food and asked straight to the point: "Brother, please tell me what's new in the capital recently. If you tell me well, you will be rewarded heavily."
The person who delivered the food looked at her in surprise and said in a rough voice: "I am not a storyteller as I deliver food. I don't know how to tell stories. You have found the wrong person."
Fang Zilan's hand holding the melon seeds paused for a moment, and she frowned slightly, "No, who wants to hear about books? You deliver food and walk around the streets every day, you should know something new, right? For example, whose family has a happy event and whose family is doing it It’s a funeral, no matter if someone’s kids get into a fight, you should know a thing or two, right?”
Hearing this, the person who delivered the food looked at her even more strangely, "Sir, you are too boring!"
Fang Zilan stood up and said, "What's the matter with you? If I weren't bored, I would have asked you to tell me what's new in the capital? Butler, go and talk to the imperial guards outside and find someone who can tell stories. Dish, change him for me."
Cong Rong beside him couldn't help laughing, "If Mr. Fang feels bored, you might as well ask someone to bring in some story books."
"No." Fang Zilan sat back angrily, "It's not interesting, I can't read it." It's really not her fault. It's just that when she was in modern times, she had never read any novels or TV series. The story books circulating on the market here are really Can't arouse her interest.
Cong Rong poured her a cup of tea, "Eating melon seeds for a long time can easily lead to internal heat. Master Fang, please drink more tea."
Fang Zilan took the teacup casually and drank it all. She had only been in the house for a few days, and she was extremely bored. I have no interest in practicing swordsmanship, I can't do embroidery, I have no one to play chess with, and I can't calm down when reading and writing.
I wonder if Zhuge Yu returned to Beijing with Mo Bin and Mo Han? What on earth is Li Shengxuan thinking? Is life or death a matter of one sentence? If you want her to live, don't be grounded. If you want her to die, tell her as soon as possible so that she can think of a solution quickly.
However, if Li Shengxuan really wanted her to die, she would have to think of a way out. Is it really impossible to escape to the north? The northern border is good, Zhong Yao, Qi Yuming, Shangguan Min, everyone she knows is there. But once you escape, it will be an invasion by the imperial court, and anyone you look for will cause trouble. With this in mind, it is better not to go to the north.
Or go to Jiangnan? She thought this and leaned on the chair in a daze and fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already dark. She looked at the thin quilt covering her body. Needless to say, it was definitely Cong Rong.
She stretched out her hands to tighten the quilt, looked up at the sky, and saw a full moon hanging high in the sky, with scattered stars dotting the side, making the full moon bright and clear.
It turns out that they are already fifteen, and I don’t know what happened to Vice General Cao and Awan. Calculating the days, Vice General Cao should have asked Wei Subaru to join the military camp in the suburbs of Beijing. A Wan is probably quarreling with Wen Ya at the moment, and she is the only one left...
"Master Fang, are you awake?" Cong Rong's voice interrupted her thoughts, "When you wake up, let's have dinner first."
Fang Zilan saw Cong Rong walking towards her and stretched out her hand. She held Cong Rong's hand without hesitation, stood up, grabbed the thin quilt that had slipped from her body, smiled slightly and said, "Okay."
"Master Fang." Cong Rong looked at Fang Zilan with concern. She turned her head and looked over, "What's wrong?"
"Although I don't know what happened, I believe Mr. Fang." Cong Rong seemed to have mustered up great courage and said word by word: "As long as Mr. Fang doesn't dislike it, I will always be by Mr. Fang's side."
"Dislike?" Fang Zilan held her hand a little tighter, "What should I dislike about you? You, on the other hand, will die if you stay with me. In two days, I will find an opportunity and let Fang Lihui see you off. "
