"It's not like he won't risk his life for me." Fang Zilan tried to make up for it, and then he pondered for a moment: "A person like him, whose wealth and life never belong to him, how can he risk his life just because of his temper?"
"Those who hold high positions say it's too cold at high places, but if we really let them come down..." Fang Zilan said with a meaningful smile, "I'm afraid no one would be willing."
"It's like a person drinking water. He knows whether it's cold or warm." After finishing the acupuncture, Wen Ya straightened his sleeves and said, "Miss Fang, it's not easy for you to get to this day, so it's better to cherish your life."
Fang Zilan's heart was shocked. She looked at the gentle and jade-like person in front of her, and it was really difficult for her to connect the person Xiao Xuan'er said about killing his master and betraying his family, selling Gu for glory, with him.
However, there has never been any false news in Qianjinfang, not to mention that it was related to Wan Jun, so there was no way it could be wrong.
"Miss Fang, with your body, you shouldn't worry too much." Wen Ya calmed his expression and said, "If you still have any questions, you might as well say them directly."
Fang Zilan thought for a while and asked, "Who is the father of the Wheel-turning King?"
Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, "The King of Wheels entered the ghost gate with you. I haven't heard of any relatives."
"No?" Fang Zilan had some concerns in her mind. It seemed that the scene she recalled was before entering the ghost gate. In other words, the Wheel King recognized her as his master and had nothing to do with the ghost gate.
She picked up the little girl and put it on her back. Perhaps the wet clothes were still cold, which made the little girl tremble and subconsciously murmured: "Mother..."
After sending the little girl to the woman, Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief. Then she felt the biting coldness on her body and couldn't help but sneeze several times in a row.
The woman picked up the little girl and held Fang Zilan's arm to prevent her from falling over. "Benefactor, you are so kind and virtuous..."
Fang Zilan couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. Before she lost consciousness, she was thinking - Mo Han, will you forgive me? Will you forgive me...
"Benefactor?" the woman exclaimed. Fortunately, the person who came to put out the fire had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped her. "This girl is seriously injured. You should leave as soon as possible."
"Okay..." The woman pursed her lips, held the little girl in one hand, and Fang Zilan's shoulder in the other, and walked strenuously towards the next street.
The fire burned for most of the night, and it was not completely extinguished until dawn.
Fang Zilan was brought back to Fengyi Palace by the people sent by Fang Ziqin to look for her. When Awan saw her, she was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. "I heard that the water broke out at night, could it be..."
"Last night, Lan'er never left Fengyi Palace." Fang Ziqin interrupted Awan's words without anger, "Do you understand?"
"But..." Awan opened her mouth, then weakened her voice under Fang Ziqin's gaze, "Master Zhuge chased her out yesterday..."
"Are you talking about Zhuge Yu?" Fang Ziqin looked serious, and Awan nodded hurriedly: "It's Lord Zhuge Yu."
"I'll handle this matter." Fang Ziqin clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist. He was about to leave, but stopped, "Where is the plum sword?"
Awan was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Yesterday, she took the plum sword before she left..." She stopped mid-sentence, and her eyes wandered back and forth on Fang Zilan. Where was the shadow of the plum sword?
"This..." Awan panicked, and Fang Ziqin ordered Qiu Shui in a deep voice: "You order people to find it quickly and bring the plum sword back no matter what."
Qiu Shui left in response. Fang Ziqin looked at Awan and said, "Now that I have no one else but you, you might as well come to terms with me. Where did all the injuries on Lan'er's body come from?"
"The leg injury was caused by jumping from the tower, and the rest are burns." Awan said very quickly and softly. Fang Ziqin looked at her steadily, "Miss Awan, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I heard from Master that nothing can be hidden from the Queen." A Wan calmed her expression, looked at Fang Ziqin and said, "I think the Queen knows what she has done over the years, and also knows her behavior and behavior. means."
Fang Ziqin said calmly: "Miss Awan, what are you implying?"
"I just want to ask." Awan raised her chin with a determined expression, "Will the Queen and the Fang family always protect her?"
"No." Fang Ziqin answered simply and neatly. A flash of surprise flashed in Awan's eyes, but she continued to talk to herself, "She is not a flower in the greenhouse and cannot bear any wind or rain."
After saying that, she walked out and said in a loud voice: "Lan'er has suffered from cold and needs to have a good rest. We will immediately refuse outsiders and close the palace. No one except the imperial doctor is allowed to visit at will."
The maids guarding outside all responded, but they were overshadowed by a clear voice, "The Queen is well. Zhuge Yu, from the Ministry of Officials, came here to see Miss Fang San."
Wen Ya raised his eyebrows, and Fang Zilan turned away unnaturally, "I know that I have caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Wen, and I will never threaten Mr. Wen with my life again."
Wen Ya looked at Fang Zilan's awkward side face and suddenly chuckled.
That year, not long after he first entered the underworld, Xiao Zixiu, who often suffered from bruises due to poor academic skills, had a straight face and coquettishly complained that he was not good at medical skills and acted lightly.
As a young man, he put on airs and asked Zixiu to call Mr. Wen, saying that if he didn't call, he would not treat her again. What she got in exchange was her warm words again and again, which remained unchanged for many years. Who would have thought that today she would take the initiative to call Mr. Wen.
The heartless children eventually grew into thoughtful adults.
Wen Ya suddenly felt that the person in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him. She stood under the sun, but he was still in the endless darkness, never to come out.
"Is it so funny?" Fang Zilan murmured in a low voice. Wen Ya was about to say something when someone knocked on the door and said, "Master Fang, Miss Awan asked me to deliver medicine. Can I come in?"
Wen Ya was startled when he heard the voice, and Fang Zilan hurriedly said: "Miss Cong, come in."
"Miss Cong?" Wen Ya watched Cong Rong walk into the room and could no longer take his eyes away from her, "Are you..."
"Young lady Cong Rong, I have met you, sir." Cong Rong bowed generously, and then put the medicine on the table, "Sir Fang, do you want to use this medicine now, or wait a while?"
"What kind of medicine is this?" Wen Ya came back to her senses and walked to Cong Rong. She couldn't help but take a step back, lowered her eyes and said, "Miss Awan asked me to bring it in. I don't know what kind of medicine it is."
Fang Zilan glanced at Cong Rong, and then her eyes fell on Wen Ya, "Mr. Wen and Miss Cong are old acquaintances?"
Wen Ya looked steadily at Cong Rong, who was just one step away, and said indifferently: "I don't know you. Is the girl Awan that Miss Cong mentioned is the medical girl in the house?"
"Yes." Cong Rong nodded, "I wonder what your orders are?"
