"Fang Zilan!" Li Shengxuan hugged the person in his arms tightly and called her name again and again.
A Wan heard the noise and broke into the door, only to see Mei Le lying in a pool of blood. Fang Zilan was also covered in blood and fell into Li Shengxuan's arms, dying.
Seeing this, Awan stepped forward quickly. Before checking Fang Zilan's injury, he heard Li Shengxuan say: "I order you to save her!"
"I will try my best, but..." A Wan looked embarrassed, but fell silent under Li Shengxuan's sharp eyes, and could only say: "This is not a place for treatment. There is a wing at the back of the hall. Please treat the patient first." Send it over and talk about it later.”
Li Shengxuan picked up Fang Zilan and strode toward the back of the hall, "Fang Zilan, just hold on a little longer, and you'll be fine in a while."
"You... just be fine..." Fang Zilan used her last strength to say these words, and then passed out.
A Wan's expression suddenly changed. After Li Shengxuan put Fang Zilan on the bed, he pushed him out without any explanation and closed the door heavily.
Li Shengxuan clenched his fists outside the door, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not force his way in.
Awan inside the door held on to the door frame, took a deep breath, and calmed down before daring to walk over and see Fang Zilan, who was seriously injured and unconscious.
Even though he had heard about her plan, Awan still felt a chill running down his spine when he saw her almost silent on the bed. She was really capable of risking her life. If she had been half an inch longer, I'm afraid she would have died on the spot and even the gods would not be able to save her.
"You are really..." Awan gritted his teeth, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe Fang Zilan. He could only tear open her clothes with trembling hands, and then put his hand on the handle of the knife.
"Is it worth it?" Awan's voice was very soft. She knew that no one could answer her, but she still couldn't help asking.
At the same time, he drew the knife to stop the bleeding and treated the wound in one go. He was afraid that if he was slow for a moment, the person in front of him would lose his life.
After finishing everything, Awan breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up and walked out. Li Shengxuan, who was waiting at the door, looked tense and asked, "How is her injury?"
"It's a critical injury and there's a lot of blood loss. It's unclear whether she can wake up." Awan told the truth, but Li Shengxuan was stunned, "How is it possible, she..."
"I know what your Majesty wants to say." Awan took a deep breath, thinking that the matter was over, she might as well add fuel to the flames and contribute to Fang Zilan's plan.
So she said with a cold face: "Even if Fang Zilan has great martial arts and is the best in the world, he will inevitably be careless and chaotic. If the knife was directed towards her, she would not be seriously injured even if she could not avoid it. But she was blocking it for His Majesty. How can you care so much about the knife? Do you still have time to carefully calculate where you are injured and whether it is serious? "
Li Shengxuan's expression froze, "That's not what I meant..."
"Then what does your majesty mean?" Awan looked at Li Shengxuan almost aggressively and said angrily: "It was only half an inch. If the knife had been half an inch longer, she would have been killed immediately, and your majesty would not be suspicious here."
"I..." Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, but found that no matter what he said, it was just a guilty conscience. Fang Zilan almost lost her life because of him, but he was deeply suspicious because of her unknown identity...
"If you want me to die, I have to die." A Wan said coldly every word: "If your majesty still can't trust Fang Zilan, why not go in and kill her now, so as to save her from being heartbroken when she wakes up."
After saying that, she left without looking back. She didn't even bother to make any superficial gestures of bowing out, as if she wasn't afraid of offending Li Shengxuan at all.
The moment A Wan's figure disappeared, Li Shengxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, staggered a few steps, leaned against the beam and gasped for air.
As the emperor of the capital, he was arrogant among all the heroes, but at this moment he was extremely depressed. His sharp eyes were like an eagle slowly folding its wings, becoming gray and confused, and his trembling shoulders revealed his emotions, which had always been intangible.
He was filled with fear that he had never experienced before, a fear that he had never experienced before after being in the gate of hell several times.
He never thought that Fang Zilan would block the knife for him, nor did he think that he would lose his composure because of it, but the rage and uneasiness that surged out in an instant overcame all reason, making him not care about hiding his clumsiness, and he raised his sword and killed the assassin.
If the situation was not critical and Fang Zilan fell in his arms, he would have even wished to cut the assassin into pieces...
However, no matter what he did, he could not change the fact that Fang Zilan was now on the line between life and death. He would rather she argued with him endlessly and said bad words, even if she raised eyebrows and glared at him with swords, rather than face her current state of anger.
As long as she can stand in front of him properly and alive, what's the importance of identity? What does it matter what she wants to do, who she wants to protect?
Unfortunately, he understood it too late.
Xia Houzhang's voice came from behind Li Shengxuan, "All the assassins have been executed. Judging from the marks on their bodies, they are all members of the ghost sect. They..."
He didn't say anything further, and Li Shengxuan said: "They are all coming for me, right?"
Hearing this, Li Shengxuan snorted coldly, "Send a message back to Beijing and say that King Yuning is plotting rebellion."
At just one glance, he felt a suffocation in his chest, as if he couldn't breathe.
"I..." Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, but found that no matter what he said, it was just a guilty conscience. Fang Zilan almost lost her life because of him, but he was deeply suspicious because of her unknown identity...
A Wan said in a cold voice: "If Your Majesty still can't trust Fang Zilan, why not go in and kill her now, so that she won't be heartbroken when she wakes up."
After saying that, she left without looking back. She didn't even bother to make any superficial gestures of bowing out, as if she wasn't afraid of offending Li Shengxuan at all.
The moment A Wan's figure disappeared, Li Shengxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, staggered a few steps, leaned against the beam and gasped for air.
As the emperor of the capital, he was arrogant among all the heroes, but at this moment he was extremely depressed. His sharp eyes were like an eagle slowly folding its wings, becoming gray and confused, and his trembling shoulders revealed his emotions, which had always been intangible.
He was filled with fear that he had never experienced before, a fear that he had never experienced before after being in the gate of hell several times.
He never thought that Fang Zilan would block the knife for him, nor did he think that he would lose his composure because of it, but the rage and uneasiness that surged out in an instant overcame all reason, making him not care about hiding his clumsiness, and he raised his sword and killed the assassin.
If the situation was not critical and Fang Zilan fell in his arms, he would have even wished to cut the assassin into pieces...
However, no matter what he did, he could not change the fact that Fang Zilan was now on the line between life and death. He would rather she argued with him endlessly and said bad words, even if she raised eyebrows and glared at him with swords, rather than face her current state of anger.
