Awan waved her hand immediately after asking, "Forget it, I don't want to know the reason. You can stay or leave as long as you want. Anyway, there are many empty houses in our house. You can have a place to live if you stay."
The butler on the side looked embarrassed and couldn't help but interjected: "That girl Awan, Master Fang just asked me to see off guests..."
"Seeing off a guest?" Awan raised an eyebrow, pointed at Mo Han and said, "This is Mr. Fang's cousin. What kind of guest do you think he is?"
The housekeeper wanted to say something more, but Awan said impatiently: "Okay, just think that I am the one who makes the decision. Is it okay to let these two stay for dinner? If Mr. Fang wants to pursue it, just push me out. That is, I promise not to embarrass you."
After saying that, she threw a bottle of medicine to Deputy General Cao, "I made this medicine newly. It should be very effective. You can try it first."
"Miss Awan, the boss is careful in his actions. I'm fine." Vice General Cao was about to return the medicine to Awan, but he saw her take a few steps back, "How can you take back what I gave away? You Just think of it as helping me test the medicine. If it doesn't work, just throw it away."
She yawned as she said, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap first, you can do whatever you want."
Vice General Cao looked at her back, reluctantly collected the medicine, and said to the bewildered housekeeper: "Listen to Miss Awan and keep her here."
The housekeeper listened to his words and ordered the boy to clean up the wing. Mo Bin and Mo Han greeted him with a few polite words, and then were led into the backyard wing by the maid.
*
Awan pushed the door open and saw Fang Zilan sitting in front of the dressing table, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets not knowing what she was looking for.
Seeing this, she walked over and asked curiously: "What are you looking for?"
Fang Zilan didn't answer. After a while, she pulled out a golden plum blossom and breathed a sigh of relief, "Found it."
Awan stared at the golden plum blossoms in her palm, frowning slightly, "Isn't this the symbol of your purple beauty?" However, before she could answer, she shook her head and said, "No, your symbol is the plum branch. When did it turn into a golden plum blossom?"
Fang Zilan put the golden plum blossoms on the table and found some gemstones and necklaces from the dossier. "It was just for fun when I had nothing to do."
"Are you doing it for fun?" Awan curled her lips, "Guimen is so poor, how can you get the spare money to make golden plum blossoms?"
Fang Zilan's hand holding the gem suddenly paused - indeed, where did she get the money?
Seeing that she didn't respond, Awan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I forgot." Fang Zilan said confidently. Awan was choked by her and couldn't speak. He could only watch her make the golden plum blossoms and those precious gemstones into a bracelet.
"Why didn't I realize that you still have this skill before?" Awan moved closer to her, "Who taught you this?"
"I forgot." Fang Zilan replied casually, and Awan gritted her teeth in anger, "Then why did you make this bracelet? You didn't forget it too, did you?"
"I haven't forgotten this." Fang Zilan said innocently while making a bracelet: "This bracelet is a thank you gift I want to give to Qinghan."
"Sister Qinghan?" Awan looked confused, "It's so good, why did you suddenly think of giving her a thank-you gift?"
Fang Zilan's hands were busy, "There is news from the southeast that the plague was cured by Princess Rongan's help in making medicine. Have you heard about it?"
"I heard about it." Awan said angrily: "Prince Rong'an and his daughter are so shameless!"
"Princess Rongan has robbed Qinghan of his achievements. I'm afraid that King Rongan will kill someone and silence him." Fang Zilan put the newly formed bracelet on the case and said softly: "In order to prevent King Rongan from attacking Qinghan. , I have to give her something to save her life."
"You mean this golden plum blossom?" Awan looked at the most eye-catching golden plum blossom among the bracelets in disbelief, and questioned: "I have been traveling in the world for so many years, and I have never heard of any golden plum blossoms that can save lives. Fang Zilan, you Are you hiding something from me?"
"You are so knowledgeable, and you have the nerve to say that you have been in the world for many years?" Fang Zilan looked at Awan quite amusedly, and she pulled her sleeves reluctantly, "That means you are hiding something from me."
"You and I have been together in the ghost gate for these years, what can I hide from you?" Fang Zilan threw away Awan's hand angrily, and she said displeasedly: "When you were seriously injured and recuperating in Jiangnan, you were unable to do anything for most of the year. Not at the Ghost Gate. Later, I heard Master say that if the owner of Hidden Sword Villa had not saved you, you would have died in Jiangnan."
"What did you say?" Fang Zilan turned to look at Awan, a flash of shock flashed in her eyes, "You almost died at that time, you won't even forget this, right?"
Fang Zilan pursed her lips and said, "I don't remember."
"Huh?" Awan asked tentatively, "Then do you want to know? I'll tell you."
After Fang Zilan agreed, Awan cleared her throat and said, "Back then, you were only fourteen or fifteen years old. You took on a mission in the southeast and got into trouble with the dead men of the Xiahou family. They chased you all the way and fled to the Hidden Sword Villa in the south of the Yangtze River. In the end, the owner of the village came forward to save you, and the Xiahou family gave up."
After she finished speaking, she did not forget to add, "If General Xiahou knows that you are Zixiu, we will be torn into pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the fish. How can we get out of the southeastern land alive?"
Fang Zilan pondered for a moment and asked, "What happened next?"
"Later, you probably hid in Jiangnan for more than half a year, until your injury was almost healed, and the owner of Zangjian Villa sent someone to take you back." Awan said while recalling, "But not long after you came back, Zangjian Villa The villa suffered a tragic disaster. I heard that there were more than a hundred people living in the villa, and no one survived. The entire village was completely burned by a fire, as if it had never existed in this world. And..." She stopped suddenly as she spoke. He paused, his eyes slightly lowered, not daring to look at her.
Fang Zilan's heart sank, she was too familiar with this technique. But her face remained calm as she said, "You tell me, I can bear it."
Awan's voice was a little softer, "The fire at Hidden Sword Villa burned for three days and three nights. After the fire was extinguished, your purple plum branches were printed on the ashes."
"Is it because I was ungrateful and destroyed the whole family of Hidden Sword Villa?" Fang Zilan's tone was cold, and Awan sighed, "I don't know, but you were indeed not in the ghost gate at that time."
Fang Zilan raised her hand and frowned, "What was I doing at that time?"
"How do I know?" Awan shook his head a little irritably, "Your mission has always been directly assigned by the young master, and no one else knows about it. But you were in a hurry at that time, and you also fought with a few ghost faces in the door. Master was worried half to death. I still remember Master saying that your poison is not stable before your injury is healed, and you will definitely hurt your roots if you use force easily. Unfortunately, I was too young at that time, and I can’t remember anything else clearly."
"I walked in a hurry, and I also fought with the ghost faces in the door, which means they want to stop me. The ghost faces who can stop me will either take orders directly from the young master, or take orders from the King of Hell in the Ten Palaces..." Fang Zilan's expression changed imperceptibly. Changed, "Where was the Tenth Palace of Hell at that time?"
"You also know that they are the Ten Palaces of Hell. There are ten of them, how do I know?" Awan counted on his fingers, "What's more, at that time, I had only been in the ghost gate for a few years, that is, I was eight or nine years old. I could How much do you know?"
