"Master..." Awan looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, tears streaming down his face, "Why did you..."
Wen Ya glanced at Awan with disgust, as if he would feel sick if he looked at her even more. Awan took a few steps back timidly, tripped over the threshold, and stumbled out.
Fang Zilan looked at Wen Ya and said noncommittally, "Do you have to do this?"
"Fang Zilan, I said before, don't ask more questions if you shouldn't know." Wen Ya stared at Fang Zilan coldly, "Since you have promised me, don't forget your promise. If you can't treat me kindly, Wan, I will take your life."
Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Wen Ya, are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat, it's a warning." Wen Ya said sadly, "You can give it a try and see if I can take your life."
Fang Zilan looked at Wen Ya thoughtfully, and before he could react, her hand had already been around his neck, "You have the nerve to warn me despite your ability?"
Wen Ya didn't speak, just looked at the person in front of him steadily, "Let go and take a look."
Fang Zilan let go of her hand, and there was a purple mark on her palm. She was surprised, "What is this?"
"Miss Fang, no matter how capable you are, don't fight with bare hands against an evil doctor like me who is full of poison." Wen Ya's expression relaxed, but he still looked gentle as usual, "If you want to kill someone, you'd better do it with your bare hands." Use plum sword."
He said and stuffed a pill into Fang Zilan's hand, "The plum sword was forged using a secret technique at the beginning. Although it is not immune to all poisons, it is enough to keep you safe when killing ordinary poisons."
Fang Zilan lowered her head and looked at the pills in her hand. Wen Ya smiled slightly and said, "What, are you afraid that I took some medicine that I shouldn't have?"
"I'm not such a villain." Fang Zilan swallowed the pill without hesitation and asked, "So, you really couldn't avoid my attack just now?"
"Miss Fang, what kind of master can evade your attack?" Wen Ya said quietly: "You think too highly of me."
"Really?" Fang Zilan's eyes were filled with doubts. Her move was not very fast, and her strength was less than 40%. Not to mention a master, anyone with some martial arts skills could at least react, but Wen Ya was not able to react at all. There is no resistance. Could it be that his skills are extremely ordinary? If that was the case, he couldn't really hear the conversation between her and Awan in the courtyard. If he hadn't been prepared in advance, wouldn't the scar on his front have been intentionally meant for her to see?
Seeing that she still had doubts, Wen Ya couldn't help but said: "I am proficient in medicine and poison, and I can protect myself. I don't need any strong martial arts."
"Are you really covered in poison?" Fang Zilan asked doubtfully, and Wen Ya looked like he was letting her try her hand.
At the end, Fang Zilan waved her hand, as if she was afraid of him, "Forget it. But don't say I didn't remind you, after this, Awan will definitely hate you."
"How many people hate me? Not bad..." Wen Ya paused almost abruptly, and said resolutely: "A Wan is not bad."
"This little girl Awan is so pitiful..." Fang Zilan clicked her tongue, and Wen Ya's face darkened, "Have you said enough? Go after Awan when you have said enough."
Fang Zilan decisively shut her mouth and chased out quickly. Not long after she walked out, she saw Awan huddled in the corner crying, like an abandoned puppy.
"A Wan." Fang Zilan came closer and squatted next to A Wan, "Stop crying, let's go home."
Awan cried hard and said out of breath: "Master doesn't even...want me...where can I find a home?"
"Fang Mansion is your home." Fang Zilan stretched out her hand, "I am your family."
"You know how to lie..." A Wan glared at Fang Zilan, her red and swollen eyes looked quite pitiful, "I don't believe it..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me." Fang Zilan's hand was still stretched out in the air, and the corners of her lips curved into a soft smile, "As long as you know that I will take care of you and protect you, that's enough."
Awan calmed down and said after a while: "Is it almost time for curfew?"
"Yes." Fang Zilan nodded, and Awan put his hand on hers, "Let's go back."
Fang Zilan stood up and led Awan back to the house.
Not long after, Fang Mansion was in front of them, but there was an urgent sound of horse hooves behind them.
Hearing the sound, Fang Zilan looked back and saw Xiahou Zhang reining in his horse and stopping not far behind her, saying loudly: "Master Fang, His Majesty has an order to summon you to the palace."
Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, "Why are you so anxious?"
Xia Houzhang was silent, and Fang Zilan looked a little more serious, "I will follow you into the palace right now."
After Fang Zilan entered the palace, she went straight to the imperial study. Xia Houzhang followed her, guarding the door as always.
"Your Majesty." Fang Zilan was about to salute, but was stopped by Li Shengxuan, "There is no need to be polite. I summoned you to the palace because I have something to ask you."
"Ask for advice?" Fang Zilan's heart tightened, "Your Majesty, if you want to ask anything, just ask, I will tell you everything you know."
"You don't have to be nervous." Li Shengxuan smiled, "What I want to ask you about is the ghost gate."
"What did your Majesty say?" Fang Zilan suddenly raised her voice, and Li Shengxuan repeated the words "Ghost Gate" unhurriedly.
Fang Zilan calmed down and asked tentatively: "May I ask Your Majesty, where did you learn about the Ghost Gate?"
"King Rong'an was assassinated a few days ago, and the assassin was a member of the underworld." Li Shengxuan said lightly, "These were all written by King Rong'an himself in the memorial."
Fang Zilan was shocked and thought about what he said, and then she thought about it, "Your Majesty has doubts about the assassination of King Rongan?"
"The assassination of King Rong'an is true." Li Shengxuan said after a while: "However, King Rong'an did not catch the assassin, but he was sure that the assassin was from the ghost sect. Moreover, he wrote a letter to the court and did not mention the ghost sect at all. What it is, the attitude is ambiguous, which is really intriguing.”
"Your Majesty, do you really know nothing about the ghost gate?" Fang Zilan's eyes were deep, and Li Shengxuan asked without answering, "What do you think?"
Fang Zilan took a deep breath, "Your Majesty knows what the ghost gate is, so that's why he summoned me into the palace, right?"
Li Shengxuan didn't speak as if he was acquiescing. Fang Zilan continued: "The Ghost Sect was originally owned by the secret guards of the previous dynasty. Later, the former dynasty was destroyed and gradually became a killer organization. As long as someone pays the price, the Gui Sect can kill anyone."
Li Shengxuan was very interested, "Including me?"
"They are all rumors in the world, who knows whether they are true or not?" Fang Zilan said vaguely: "The Ghost Sect has indeed killed many people in recent years, and it can be regarded as a frightening existence in the world. But the world is a world after all, and people in the world have never Not involving the temple, let alone assassinating a prince rashly."
Li Shengxuan smiled and said: "You just said that as long as someone pays the price, Guimen can kill anyone. What if someone really bought the killer of Guimen to assassinate King Rongan?"
"It's not impossible." Fang Zilan pondered for a moment, "But assassinating King Rongan is not a price that ordinary people can pay."
"Two possibilities." Li Shengxuan suppressed a smile, "One is that the Ghost Sect killer failed to assassinate King Rong'an, and the other is that King Rong'an directed and acted the assassination scene himself."
He paused, looked at Fang Zilan and said, "No matter what the possibility is, the underworld is involved. What could be the reason behind this matter?"
