Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1311 Sleepless

Fang Zilan returned to Fengyi Palace. Before she had even sat down for a while, she saw Fang Ziqin walk in. "I heard that you went to Lianhua Palace again today to listen to Master Yuan's lecture?"

Fang Zilan nodded and said, "If your Majesty is free next time, you may as well go together."

"I won't go." Fang Ziqin sat next to Fang Zilan and said calmly, "The palace is busy at the end of the year and I can't get away."

Fang Zilan didn't say anything more, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fang Ziqin. She took it and took a sip, nodded and said, "Yes, your tea-making skills have improved a lot."

"What's the art of making tea? It's just a matter of watching the heat." Fang Zilan answered casually, and then Fang Ziqin asked: "I wonder what the heat is today?"

"What does the empress mean by this?" Fang Zilan frowned, and Fang Ziqin put the tea cup aside, "I think there must be a big fire today, and the one added to it must be firewood named Master Xu Yixu."

Hearing this, Fang Zilan reacted suddenly. Fang Ziqin was talking about her strange attitude towards Xu Yi in Lianhua Palace, so she turned away and whispered: "I don't like Xu Yi."

"What are you talking about that are childish?" Fang Ziqin laughed dumbly, "You have nothing to do with Mr. Xu. Even at the Hua Hui, he was not the one who provoked you. Why are you hostile?"

"Asking knowingly." Fang Zilan snorted heavily, and Fang Ziqin raised the corners of her lips, "Are you doing it for Mo Han?"

Fang Zilan's thoughts were seen through, she pursed her lips unnaturally, and finally whispered: "I heard that Mo Han's life in the Xu family was not good."

"The list of people to be amnesty on New Year's Eve has been finalized, and Mo Han is among them." Before Fang Ziqin finished speaking, Fang Zilan said in surprise: "Really?"

"It's very true." The smile on Fang Ziqin's face grew brighter, "I have made arrangements with the Fang family. If nothing happens, we can send him away on New Year's Eve, or the first day of the first lunar month at the latest."

Fang Zilan couldn't wait to ask: "Who in the Fang family will see Mo Han off?"

"Li Hui will go in person." Fang Ziqin looked at Fang Zilan who was sitting unsteadily in amusement, "Are you at ease?"

Fang Zilan behaved when she got an advantage, "With the eldest sister strategizing, what should I feel uneasy about?"

"You, now you know how to call elder sister." Fang Ziqin raised his hand and smoothed Fang Zilan's broken hair on his forehead, and said warmly: "You feel relieved, but I think Mr. Xu will have to endure a lot of trouble."

"Eldest sister, why are you looking at me like this?" Fang Zilan's face was innocent, and a hint of joking flashed in Fang Ziqin's eyes, "If you hadn't told King Yucheng about the New Year's social drama, I would have reluctantly believed that you were innocent."

"Eldest sister, I have a keen eye. I have nothing to say." Fang Zilan shrugged, looking magnanimous.

Fang Ziqin retracted his hand and straightened his sleeves, "With the temperament of King Yucheng, if he listens to your words, he will definitely work hard, and other people who can adapt to the wind will not be able to relax."

"Eldest sister, I'm not easy either." Fang Zilan leaned forward coquettishly, "Look how hard I work every day practicing my sword."

The maid who went to invite Wen Ya came back with a bitter face, "Madam, Mr. Wen is not in the palace today."

"What do you mean not in the palace?" Fang Ziqin's face suddenly turned cold. "His Majesty personally ordered Mr. Wen to treat Lan'er without error. How dare he leave the palace?" The maid said cautiously, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Yuning outside the palace suddenly fell ill. Princess Princess Wuqing knelt in front of the gate of the imperial city early in the morning and cried, begging His Majesty to order a royal physician to come to the palace for treatment."

"If that's the case, why did you choose Mr. Wen?" Fang Ziqin almost questioned, and the palace maid's eyes were red. "Princess Yuning said that her prince's illness has always been treated by Mr. Wen. A doctor should be responsible for his own patients. How can he just change the imperial physician casually?"

  Fang Ziqin threw the teacup on the table in anger, "How unreasonable, he is..." Does he have to kill Lan'er?

Because of the presence of the palace maid, Fang Ziqin did not say the second half of the sentence, but the shattered teacup on the ground revealed her feelings. The palace maid knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

Before the maid finished her words, Fang Ziqin turned around and walked in, saying with authority word by word: "Miss Awan, stay. Everyone else, get out."

"Empress..." Qiu Shui rarely saw Fang Ziqin like this, and he was inexplicably panicked.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Fang Ziqin's voice was as cold as frost. Everyone left one after another, leaving only Awan, who was still sitting beside Fang Zilan's couch. She asked without turning her head, "Your Majesty, if you have anything to say, please speak directly. I cannot be distracted right now..."

"Mr. Wen, you can't come over." Fang Ziqin interrupted Awan's words, "Miss Awan, I just want to ask one question, if you take action, what are the chances of Lan'er surviving?"

"Empress, what did you say?" Awan turned around in a daze and said at a loss: "My master..."

"I'll ask you one last time. If you take action, what are the chances of Lan'er surviving?" Fang Ziqin raised her voice. Awan bit her lips tightly, "I..."

Fang Ziqin strode up to Awan, stretched out her hand to pinch her chin, and looked down at her, "Listen carefully, if there is no news of Lan'er waking up in Fengyi Palace today, then two bodies will be carried out."

"Two bodies?" Awan repeated stupidly, then suddenly realized what was happening.

Fang Ziqin meant that if Fang Zilan didn't wake up today, she would die together with her.

Thinking of this, Awan calmed down and said in a trembling voice: "Empress, even if Miss Fang can wake up, how do you know it will be today?"

"Mr. Wen once said that he had an extremely dangerous way to save Lan'er." Fang Ziqin loosened her grip on Awan's chin. "I agreed, but he has yet to use it. So I wonder what he is waiting for."

She paused, "The moment I saw you, I knew he was waiting for you. Or rather, he was waiting for the herb you brought."

Awan's pupils slightly dilated, and Fang Ziqin snorted coldly, "Why, you don't believe me? I know much more than you think." She let go of her hand and straightened her sleeves, "I heard that Lord Zhuge's old illness has relapsed."

A Wan looked surprised and doubtful. Fang Ziqin continued to talk to herself, "Lord Zhuge has controlled his asthma very well for many years, but once it flares up, it is very severe. I think he himself did not expect it to flare up this time. Fortunately, there are many good doctors around him who can always save him. It's just that..."

Seeing that Awan's expression changed from shock to fear, she said meaningfully, "It is a serious crime for a person who is sent abroad to return to the capital without permission. Miss Awan, you know that, right?"

“Your Majesty, Queen…” Awan suddenly stood up and swore, “Gods and Buddhas above, I swear here that if Miss Fang doesn’t wake up today, I will be buried with her.”