"You..." Awan looked at the person in front of him in disbelief and said warily: "Xiao Xuan'er, why are you here?"
She had never called Xiao Xuan'er by her first name, which made her stunned, but after a moment, she said quietly as usual: "It's for Miss Fang San."
Hearing this, Awan seemed to suddenly think of something, and stood in front of Fang Zilan's couch, "Fang Zilan has been unconscious, was it you who did it?"
"No." Xiao Xuan'er denied flatly, "Miss Awan has known me for more than a day. Whether I have the ability to turn Miss Fang San into this, she should know better than anyone else."
"Really?" Awan's vigilance did not diminish at all, and Xiao Xuan'er took a few steps towards her, "Miss Awan, even if you don't believe me, you should believe Miss Fang San."
Awan stood up and looked directly at Xiao Xuan'er, "Fang Zilan believes you, but I may not. Since you are here, you should know what her situation is, so you might as well tell her."
Xiao Xuan'er looked at the unforgiving look on A Wan's mouth, smiled slightly and said: "Miss A Wan, don't worry, Miss Fang San is fine, she will wake up in a few days."
"What do you mean?" Awan's eyes were heavy, and Xiao Xuan'er explained: "The high priest Miluo drugged Miss Fang San so that she could rest and recuperate in peace."
Awan's expression changed, "What medicine did the high priest give to Fang Zilan?"
"I don't know." Xiao Xuan'er shook her head, "It's said to be medicine, but it could also be a yin-yang spell."
It was only later that she and Zhen Mier realized that there was something wrong with the human bones in the wooden box, but it was too late. Fang Zilan passed out, with a high fever that would not go away, and the medicine was ineffective.
It wasn't until the day they left Miluo that the high priest quietly sent someone to briefly explain the situation. In addition, although Fang Zilan had a fever sometimes and sometimes subsided, which seemed dangerous, her pulse was much calmer, so they felt at ease.
Thinking about it, according to Fang Zilan's temperament, if she is still sober and faces Mu Churui's various difficulties, she will inevitably step out and get herself hurt..."
Awan seemed to see what Xiao Xuan'er was thinking, "You mean, the high priest drugged Fang Zilan for her own good? Why don't I believe that the high priest of Miluo would be so kind?"
She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "Miluo", and Xiao Xuan'er pursed her lips, "The high priest said that Miss Fang San had a deal with her, and she was fulfilling it..."
"So, Fang Zilan and Murong Qing have joined forces?" A Wan's expression turned cold, and Xiao Xuan'er's expression froze, "Miss A Wan, why are you so aggressive? Even Miss Fang San..."
"Aggressive?" Awan Han interrupted Xiao Xuan'er's words, "The poison on her body is inseparable from the high priest Miluo. Trading with her is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger."
"Miss Awan." Xiao Xuan'er sighed, "You are obviously worried about Miss Fang San, why bother..."
"Who is worried about her?" Awan snorted coldly, "Since she's fine, I'll just leave."
After she said that, she turned around and left. Xiao Xuan'er looked at her back, and with a thought in her mind, she climbed out of the window again. After a while, she heard a noise as expected, and she came back again.
What a little girl who doesn't mean what she says.
Xiao Xuan'er outside the window secretly looked at A Wan who had a straight face in the room, but her eyes were full of worry, smiled and shook her head.
However, Awan's injury... Xiao Xuan'er calmed down and disappeared under the window.
After a while, Awan heard someone knocking on the door, and asked impatiently, "Who is it?" There was no response.
Awan frowned, walked over and opened the door, but saw no one outside, except for a bottle of medicine on the ground. She opened it and smelled it. It was Jinchuang Medicine.
As if the anger in her heart could not be vented anymore, Awan subconsciously threw the medicine bottle out, "Who cares? I risked my life and didn't dare to relax for a moment, for fear that it would be too late for her. What will happen..."
The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became. She simply squatted down, folded her arms, and cried loudly, "But she is good. She is related to the high priest Miluo and has a relationship. I was worried about it in vain...bastard!"
Xiao Xuan'er was hiding in the dark with a gloomy expression. She was about to stand up and comfort A Wan, but she saw Li Qiyou and Zhuge Yu approaching quickly, so she had to leave first.
"Miss Awan, what are you..." Li Qiyou walked up to Awan and realized something as soon as he opened his mouth, "could it be the Crown Prince's wife..."
"Bah, Miss Fang San is fine. My lord, please stop cursing her!" Awan blocked Li Qiyou's words before he could say them. However, his words were vulgar, just like scolding in the street, and Li Qiyou's face turned pale as a result of choking.
On the contrary, Zhuge Yu smiled slightly and said: "Since Miss Fang San is safe and sound, why is Miss Awan..."
"Why, I've been running around for several days, why can't I complain?" Awan was like a little firecracker, firing up anyone he saw, "Master Zhuge, you have been an official for a long time, do you want to control people when you see him? "
Zhuge Yu coughed lightly, "That's not what I meant..."
"Then what do you mean?" Awan stood up suddenly, her eyes red, "This is not the first time she has pretended to be dead. Why is it the last time she lets me know who she thinks I am? And you, you have always helped the evildoers, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me? Do you really think that I will come and go at a moment's notice?
"That... Miss A Wan." Zheng Yan's voice sounded suddenly, scaring A Wan. "General Zheng? Why are you here..."
Zheng Yan did not explain, but just said: "Every time, I know it last."
Awan's expression froze, as if she had been hit by cotton, "General Zheng, you...how can you take it so naturally?"
"I'll find a way..." Zheng Yan stopped after he started, as if he didn't know what to call her, and hesitated: "She must have her own reasons. Miss Awan, please don't be angry with her."
His serious and sincere look left Awan speechless, especially seeing him, who had always been taciturn, working so hard to defend Fang Zilan, was inexplicably unbearable...
Seeing that Awan's anger had subsided, Li Qiyou took out the medicine hidden in his sleeve, "I see that Miss Awan is seriously injured, this medicine..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Awan said awkwardly, but he took Li Qiyou's medicine in his hand unceremoniously, and then turned to Zhuge Yu, "Master Zhuge, don't you have anything to express?"
Zhuge Yu couldn't help laughing, but he still took out the medicine that he had prepared a long time ago, "This is the Zhuge family's self-made gold medicine. It has miraculous effects on treating trauma. Miss Awan might as well give it a try."
Awan reached out and took it. Before she could say anything, she heard Zheng Yan say: "Miss Awan, I came in a hurry..."
