"Miss Fang San, are you planning to attach yourself to the Fang family?" A look of inquiry appeared on Wen Ya's face, and Fang Zilan took the time to say, "Who knows, just take a step and see."
She said seriously as if she was remembering something: "However, I will do what I promised you. As long as I live for one day, Awan will be fine."
Wen Ya seemed to be relieved, moved a round stool and sat beside the couch, and said in a deep voice: "Young master doubts me."
"Normal." Fang Zilan shrugged indifferently, "Who has he really trusted in all these years?"
Wen Ya pursed his lips and said, "On the day the Di Rong delegation came to the capital, the young master sent me out of the capital. When I came back, you were already in the sky prison."
"This is not a suspicion." Fang Zilan pondered for a moment: "He just doesn't want to have a capable doctor around me who can control the poison in my body. As for other doctors, he knows that I can't trust him, and he doesn't dare to expose himself. If there is poison, you can only stay close to it, so that the trap he sets can be effective."
"You don't have to comfort me." Wen Ya said helplessly: "I know what kind of person he is."
"Really?" Fang Zilan was noncommittal, "Speaking of which, I have always been curious about whether his illness is real or fake."
Wen Ya looked a little colder, "You don't have to test me. There are some things I can say. There are some things I would rather bring into the coffin than say a word."
"Master Wei, do you want to talk to me here?" Fang Zilan took a step forward without hesitation, "This is not the way to treat guests."
"How I treat Mr. Fang depends on what Mr. Fang has to say." Wei Subaru crossed his arms and looked like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away. "If Mr. Fang wants to say something about Miss Ouyang, then I can only send him a message." My guest. As for anything else, please.”
After the words fell, he had no intention of inviting Fang Zilan into the hall, as if he had already determined that she was here for Ouyang Zirou.
"Before Mr. Wei sees off the guests, I would like to ask Mr. Wei for a clear answer." Fang Zilan said, taking another step forward, with the momentum of not giving up until his goal is achieved, "Ouyang Zirou takes over the Arsenal, Mr. Wei Do you agree or disagree?"
She asked directly, and Wei Subaru answered neatly, "General Xiahou and I agree that this matter should be decided by your Majesty."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves into fists, and she simply said: "Then Mrs. Ouyang just now..."
"I don't know. It turns out that in Mr. Fang's mind, I will be a two-faced person." Wei Subaru stopped her words without politeness, "I just returned to Mrs. Ouyang, so I will return to Mr. Fang now."
Fang Zilan rolled up her sleeves and saluted, and said expressionlessly: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for informing me."
"You're welcome, Mr. Fang." Wei Subaru left these words and turned around to leave. Seeing this, Weixing'er hurriedly chased after him, "Uncle, it's obvious in your room..."
The next words were stopped by Wei Subaru, and Fang Zilan did not hear them, but she was more concerned about the attitudes of the Dugu family and the Huangfu family than the relationship between the uncle and nephew.
Currently, there are two votes in favor and two abstentions among the six votes, which means that if it wants to pass the majority, the remaining two votes must be in favor.
Fang Zilan's heart sank when she thought about this. If Ouyang Zirou really enters the court, life in the future will not be easier than today. I guess Li Shengxuan also knew it well, so he set up this situation.
On the one hand, it is to give face to those who oppose him in the court, and not to use force with the power of the emperor, so as to avoid causing greater troubles in the future. On the other hand, I also hope that all the families in charge of military power will support Ouyang Zirou, so that if anyone in the court wants to touch Ouyang Zirou in the future, they will have to think carefully.
As for the deeper aspect...
I'm afraid that Li Shengxuan's move also means to test the families in charge of military power. The attitude shown in his previous imperial edict was obvious. Ouyang Zirou's entry into the court was a sure thing, and the civil servants could just jump at it, but if the generals also objected...
Wen Ya said directly: "The first thing is that Cong Rong is the son of the young master and one of the few remaining daughters of the Huan family in the world."
"I already knew this." Fang Zilan's voice was muffled, and Wen Ya looked at her in disbelief, "You already knew this, and you didn't kill her?"
"Xu Shihuanyan is kind to me, but I can't bear to kill the little sister she misses so much." There was no expression on Fang Zilan's face, but there was a little nostalgia in her eyes.
"You are so kind to a woman." Wen Ya shook his head in disapproval and said, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have asked Awan to help you restore your memory."
"Mr. Wen, weren't you just willing to tell me this today?" Fang Zilan teased, "If I really killed Cong Rong early in the morning, would you be willing to do it?"
Wen Ya's expression became even colder. When Fang Zilan saw this, he stopped, sat upright, and asked seriously: "What's the second thing?"
"The second thing is about Wheel King... Chu Bin." Before Wen Ya could finish his words, Fang Zilan said anxiously: "Have you found him?"
"Never." Two simple words shattered Fang Zilan's hope, and she murmured: "Then..."
Wen Ya didn't answer but asked, "Have you ever thought about it, the poisonous poison in your body is the most domineering and powerful in the world, why Princess Erya can temporarily control your mind with other poisonous poisons?"
"What do you want to say?" There was an imperceptible tremor in Fang Zilan's voice. Wen Ya couldn't bear it, but he still said bluntly: "I want to say that the poison in your body is showing signs of weakening, which means that the vice poison is not Death means serious injury, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Fang Zilan's hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched tightly, "I believe Chu Bin, he will be fine..."
"Miss Fang San." Wen Ya emphasized his tone and said word by word: "You have worked hard for the young master for many years. You should know his methods better than anyone else. Is it really possible for Chu Bin to survive?"
"You want to see a person alive, you want to see a corpse when you die." Fang Zilan said coldly: "Before I see him, I don't believe anyone's words."
Wen Ya opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Fang Zilan added: "I don't believe a word of it."
"No matter. You have always..." Before Wen Ya could finish his words, there was a hurried knock on the door, followed by Qiu Chan's call, "Mr. Wen, how is my lady?"
Wen Ya walked over and opened the door, and saw Qiu Chan holding the door frame out of breath, looking into the room, "Miss?"
"What happened?" Wen Ya blocked Qiu Chan's sight, and then realized that Mo Han was following her, "Mr. Mo, you..."
"Mr. Wen, Prince Rongan is here." Mo Han frowned, "The prince has named Miss Fang San."
Wen Ya's expression froze and he turned around to see the people in the wing. Mo Han and Qiu Chan looked over together and saw Fang Zilan lying on the couch, still unconscious.
