"In that case, I will join you, sir." Zhuge Yu calmed down. He was originally suspicious of Fang Zilan's appearance and Cao Hong's concealment, but due to Wen Ya's presence, he could not ask more questions. Now, just take this opportunity to find out.
When Zhuge Yu and Wen Ya accompanied Cao Hong to send Fang Zilan back to his home, A Wan was trimming flowers and plants with Mo Han in the courtyard. When he saw his master, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Fang Zilan, who was not quite right, and secretly screamed in his heart.
"Master Fang, what's going on?" Awan hurriedly walked over. After Mo Han saluted and said hello, he helped Fang Zilan over with him. One of them called Sister Lan and the other Master Fang, both looking a little uneasy.
"It's not a big deal, I just got a little irritated." Wen Ya said quietly: "Can you please send Mr. Fang back to the room first, and we can explain it in detail later."
"Okay." Mo Han nodded in agreement, and after exchanging glances with A Wan, he directly carried Fang Zilan into the room and placed him on the couch.
Wen Ya followed closely behind. He took Fang Zilan's pulse and then ordered Awan to cook the medicine.
However, Awan saw the injury on Wen Ya's hand at a glance and said anxiously: "Master...Mr. Wen, what's wrong with your injury?"
"It's okay." Wen Ya straightened his sleeves and covered the wound, "You go ahead and boil the medicine."
Awan saw Mo Han, Zhuge Yu and Cao Hong waiting outside the door and didn't know what to say. He didn't seem to pay attention to the movement in the room. He simply walked to Wen Ya and said confidently: "Don't worry about making the medicine, I want to help Master." Treat the wound."
"You." Wen Ya smiled helplessly, "How can there be a medical woman like you? You left the patient alone, but you started caring about me."
"It's a big deal that master is injured. Everything else has to be pushed to the back." Awan took the medicine box and bandaged Wen Ya's wound while saying, "Is this bitten by Fang Zilan?"
Wen Ya hummed and whispered, "Do you still remember?"
"Remember." Awan's face turned as white as paper, "Don't say it's her, it's me. Whenever I think of the word wooden doll, I can't help but feel scared. Why do you think someone could be so cruel and lock her there? As long as a month?”
Wen Ya's expression was dark and unclear, "Yes, how could you be so cruel?"
"Master..." Awan's voice was trembling. Wen Ya reached out and stroked the top of her hair and said warmly: "Awan, don't be afraid. The wooden doll has been destroyed and there will be no more in the future."
Awan lowered her head and said nothing, and the movements in her hands stopped involuntarily.
It was her first month at the Ghost Gate, and she accidentally broke into the hall where wooden dolls were placed. At that time, she was frightened by a wooden doll and peed her pants.
However, she only saw one, and Fang Zilan covered her eyes and took her out of the hall and threw her outside.
She has always been curious, Fang Zilan doesn't look much older than her, isn't she afraid?
Later, she heard from her master that Fang Zilan was born with a bad temper. When she first entered the ghost gate, she refused to obey no matter what, and was locked up in that hall by the then master of the ghost gate.
It took a full month before she was released.
It is said that when the master dragged her out, she had a high fever and could only hold half a breath. After a serious illness, she was extremely obedient, but she seemed to have turned into an emotionless doll.
After she became a killer, she made an agreement with the Lord of the Ghost Sect that after she killed enough people as many as the wooden dolls in the palace, she would destroy the wooden dolls in the palace.
After Ji Ningtian became the master of the ghost sect, he fulfilled the agreement with her, so she personally set fire to the wooden dolls in that hall, and when the dust settled, she drew a plum branch mark.
After that, it became her habit to kill people and set them on fire, leaving her unique plum branch mark in the ashes.
"A Wan." Wen Ya shouted softly, pulling back A Wan's wandering thoughts, "I..."
"It's all over." Wen Ya said this, but he knew better than anyone else that some things would never get over.
Fang Zilan burned the palace, but couldn't burn it through. All the past eventually turned into a nightmare, trapping her in it and unable to extricate herself.
"Master, I'm afraid..." Awan's voice was very soft, but Wen Ya still heard it, "Master is here, don't be afraid."
Awan's eyes turned red, and Wen Ya sighed and said, "Awan, if you don't bandage it, my wound will probably heal."
A Wan sniffed and snorted, trying hard to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her heart. After bandaging Wen Ya's wound, she said "I'm going to make some medicine", got up and left.
Wen Ya looked at A Wan's back and his heart sank. Even A Wan knew that the wooden doll was the key to unlocking Fang Zilan's past nightmares. How could he not know? It’s just that time has changed and Fang Zilan has lost most of his memory. Why does he suddenly mention the wooden doll?
Could it be Ji Ningtian... No, it can't be.
He composed himself and quickly rejected the idea. It was Concubine Shu who did all that in the beginning, and the only people who knew about it were him, who healed Fang Zilan, and Awan, who later saw the wooden doll and Fang Zilan's unconsciousness.
But Awan only heard one or two words from him and didn't know the inside story. Moreover, when she entered the ghost gate, Concubine Shu was already dead. Ji Ningtian didn't know much about the previous dynasty, not even as much as the slave girl next to him...
That slave girl, was it Cong Rong who told Cao Hong about the wooden doll?
His heart tightened. If this was really the case, what was her purpose?
"Mr. Wen?" Mo Han's voice disturbed Wen Ya. He suddenly came back to his senses, took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Fang needs to rest. Let's go out and talk."
"Please, Mr. Wen." Mo Han nodded slightly. As soon as Wen Ya and him walked out, they saw Zhuge Yu and Cao Hong surrounding them.
"Mr. Wen, is my boss okay?" Cao Hong looked worried. Wen Ya comforted him and said, "It's okay. I think Mr. Fang has had a lot of things lately and is tired. Now he's been stimulated and his mind is unstable. He's not very clear at the moment." . But her illness is a heart disease, so she needs to calm down her thoughts and not be stimulated."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Yu and Mo Han looked at Cao Hong.
Cao Hong pursed his lips and said, "Master Zhuge, Master Mo, I'm really sorry. Without the boss's approval, I will be tight-lipped and will never reveal a word."
Wen Ya came to the rescue and said, "You two, please don't embarrass this general. Master Fang's illness is a heart disease, and it involves some private matters. It is normal not to disclose it."
Mo Han was silent, and Zhuge Yu calmed down and said, "Mr. Wen is right, I was the one who offended you. Now that Mr. Fang is fine, I won't bother you too much. I won't come to visit you again until Mr. Fang recovers." Late."
After he said that, he took all etiquette into consideration and walked straight away.
"Master Mo, this general, I still have something to do, so I won't stay any longer." Wen Ya bowed his hands and said, "Mr. Fang is under the care of Miss Awan. I think there will be no problem. Please rest assured."
"Thank you, Mr. Wen." Mo Han returned the gift, and Cao Hong also said gratefully: "Yes, thanks to Mr. Wen being here today, otherwise I really don't know what to do."
"You two are welcome." Wen Ya said a few polite words, then said goodbye and left.
