"Yes, I'm here." Fang Zilan squatted down with a rare good temper and held Awan's hand.
Awan is tall, making him look half a head taller than her.
Fang Zilan held Awan's hand and whispered softly: "Are we, Awan, hungry? I saw you ate a lot of cakes at Wang's house just now."
"Fang Zilan..." Awan didn't say anything, he just called her name repeatedly, looking quite like a pitiful little kitten, and the call was heartbreaking.
Fang Zilan allowed A Wan to shout and remained squatting motionless, holding A Wan's hand with no intention of letting go.
I don't know how long it took, until the sun was setting in the west and the sky was getting a little dark. Awan shook her hand and said in a serious and coquettish manner, "I'm hungry. I want to eat bean curd, wonton buns, sugar cakes, and candied haws."
Fang Zilan couldn't help but chuckle, "After talking so much, can you finish eating?"
"Didn't you ask me?" Awan suddenly threw her hand away angrily, "Just forget it if you can't afford it, I'll buy it myself."
"Who says I can't afford it? I can afford whatever Awan wants to eat." Fang Zilan looked at Awan's jumping back, quickly chased after her, and held her hand again, "It's my fault Well, that’s all if it’s hard work on my own, but I drag you and me running around here and there, not only don’t we get any rest, we don’t even get to eat.”
"What do you mean it's just a matter of hard work?" A-Wan suddenly stopped, "Even if you are alone, you still have to eat and rest well, why is it just that?"
A Wan's arrogant look was so powerful that even Fang Zilan had to bow her head, "Yes, yes, everything we A Wan says is right."
"You're just going to deal with me like this?" Awan refused, and Fang Zilan walked forward on her own, "It's not that I'm perfunctory, it's that if it's later, all the stores will close their stalls, what else can you eat?"
"I don't care, anyway, I have to eat bean curd wonton buns, sugar cake, and candied haws of sugar!" Awan followed and grabbed the hem of her clothes, "Don't even think about getting rid of me."
"I won't get rid of you." Fang Zilan slowed down, her expression and tone more serious, "It's just that this time the fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, and I'm afraid you will get hurt by following me. But I can only let you follow me. That way you can rest assured.”
"Fang Zilan, what you are saying now is decent." Awan nodded with satisfaction, and then noticed with sharp eyes that the bun shop on the roadside was not closed yet, and hurriedly pulled Fang Zilan and ran over.
Zhuge Yu held the imperial edict and stood in the center of the tent, his expression as cold and hard as Fang Zilan had ever seen.
He looked straight at the people on the main seat without squinting, and asked in a cold voice: "Master Wei, where is Vice General Cao now?"
Only then did Fang Zilan notice that it was completely different from Zhuge Yu's unkind approach. The man opposite him deliberately restrained his aura, and the pressure dissipated, replaced by a flash of surprise.
Fang Zilan's intuition told her that the man's change did not come from the imperial edict, but from the person who delivered the edict.
But at this moment, she had no time to care about his relationship with Zhuge Yu. She only focused on Lieutenant General Cao and didn't think too much about it.
It wasn't until he asked someone to bring Deputy General Cao up and saw him unharmed that she felt completely relieved.
Zhuge Yu walked up to the man with the imperial edict in hand, leaned over and placed the edict on the table, then straightened up and said, "Your Majesty's edict is here, what else does Master Wei have to say?"
The man seemed not to have heard what he said and asked uncertainly: "Are you from the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yu?"
"Yes." Zhuge Yu responded, still looking businesslike and indifferent, "In addition to Vice General Cao, the soldiers from Lord Fang's residence were also taken away from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. As for the regulations, Lord Wei knows what to do. .”
As soon as Zhuge Yu finished speaking, he heard him laugh deeply, "You actually helped Mr. Fang and requested an order from me to ask for someone. It's interesting."
He still ignored his response, which made Zhuge Yu's face darken, and he said coldly: "Wei Subaru, I don't have the good temper like my elder brother, and I don't have the patience. Forget about the polite chatting. Once you have received the imperial edict, I will Go back and resume your life."
Fang Zilan looked at Zhuge Yu blankly, his eyes filled with a hint of imperceptible hostility, revealing an unprecedented level of suppressed anger.
Wei Subaru raised his eyebrows slightly and said half-heartedly, "Okay."
He took the imperial edict on the case and glanced at it casually, "Just pick whoever Mr. Fang wants. Once you have chosen, Wei Wei can register him. I still have official duties, so I won't accompany you." After that, he He threw the imperial edict on the table, stood up and left.
After Wei Subaru left, Zhuge Yu turned around and left. Fang Zilan couldn't figure out his thoughts, but she could feel that he didn't want to stay for a moment longer.
So she immediately asked Vice General Cao to stay and choose someone, while she chased Zhuge Yu's back out of the tent, "A Yu, wait for me!"
Zhuge Yu stopped, but did not look back. He said in an indifferent tone: "Sister Lan, I want to return my message to Your Majesty. Let's take a step forward and say goodbye."
He had never been rude before, mixed with a little impatience, which made Fang Zilan hesitate to step forward to ask the reason.
She stood there, watching his figure fading away. She felt like she had done something wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
She searched repeatedly in her mind, but could not find any rumors about Wei Subaru's feud with the Zhuge family. On the contrary, everyone in the capital knew that Wei Subaru had a good personal relationship with Zhuge Yu's eldest brother, Zhuge Ming.
Thinking again about what Zhuge Yu said just now, he said that he did not have as good a temper as Zhuge Ming. Could it be that the person who was at odds with Wei Subaru was not the Zhuge family, but Zhuge Yu alone?
But with Zhuge Yu's arrogant temperament, how could he turn against a man like Wei Subaru who defended the border and conquered the battlefield?
Zhuge Yu was still dressed in cyan clothes, with a veiled white fox cloak on the outside. The plain white color made him look more spotless, adding a bit of cold temperament.
Fang Zilan looked at him and said hello at a loss. She felt that the distance between them suddenly became much more distant.
Zhuge Yu was calm and indifferent as usual. He took off his cloak and walked to the charcoal fire to warm his hands. "Master Pei is going back to the household department today. Does Sister Lan know about the Southeast Affairs?"
"I..." Fang Zilan opened his mouth hesitantly.
Zhuge Yu turned his head and looked at her with a clear expression, "Sister Lan, do you have something to say to me?"
Although it was a question, he said it with great certainty.
"A Yu, what happened yesterday..." As soon as Fang Zilan started to speak, she was interrupted by Zhuge Yu, "It doesn't matter. Yesterday has passed and today has arrived. There is no need to mention the old things again."
"That's fine." Fang Zilan nodded thoughtfully and whispered: "People always have to look forward. But no matter what, Ayu, I'm sorry."
