Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1502 Learning

Xiaohuan looked at Awan hesitantly, and seeing her smiling encouragingly, he stopped being nervous and nodded in agreement.

"By the way, I still have something important to tell you." As soon as Awan said this, Xiaohuan walked away with a wink, saying that he wanted to take care of the master.

Awan looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh, "Xiaohuan is really a cautious girl."

"Yes." Fang Zilan watched Xiaohuan's back disappear, turned to Awan and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

"Follow me." Awan led her to the cart containing the herbs, and took out a wooden box from the pile of herbs. "I just found this when I was sorting the herbs. Take a look."

"This was not something we prepared before. Someone secretly put it in while we were not paying attention." Fang Zilan said as he opened the wooden box. The letter that came into view read: Personally signed by Lord Fang Zilan.

She frowned and said nothing, but took out the letter from the box and gave the wooden box to Awan.

"Who secretly put it in?" Awan looked at the medicinal materials placed under the letter. After fiddling with them for a long time, he sighed, "I have to say, this person is quite considerate. It's not an exaggeration to say that he provided help in times of need."

"Su Yun secretly put it there." Fang Zilan read the contents of the letter at a glance. "He said that he was responsible for his duties and could not come with us. He could only prepare some medicinal materials to express his feelings."

"Master Su really has a heart." A Wan held the wooden box in front of Fang Zilan, and her brows frowned even tighter, "You praise Su Yun so much, does he know medicine? What special effect?"

"Don't you know this?" Awan explained seriously: "The ancestors of the Su family were all alchemists. The reason why they are able to hold the position of public minister today is because there was an emperor in the previous dynasty who was obsessed with the art of immortality and reused Su. Family. In addition, their ancestors were quick-thinking and knew that the art of alchemy would not last long, and most of their descendants would take the serious path of becoming officials. Therefore, in this dynasty, almost no one knows about the past of the Su family. "

Fang Zilan curiously asked: "Then why do you know?"

"Of course it was my master who told me." Awan looked as if she was rare and strange, "You don't know that the medicine I made to soak Sipa before was changed by my master according to a secret recipe of the Su family. Now With the medicinal materials Master Su put in, I can make more silk handkerchiefs for emergencies."

"In that case, we should thank Su Yun." Fang Zilan seemed to be thinking about something, raised her eyebrows and curled her lips and said, "I will thank him in person after we go back."

Ah Wan put away the herbs as if they were treasures, "There is one more thing I want to tell you. Miss Qinghan's father's symptoms are relatively mild, so for now we can just use medicine to observe. But Uncle Wang, I'm afraid that using only medicine won't work."

She paused and whispered, "In addition to medication, I want to try acupuncture for Uncle Wang. But I can't guarantee whether this method will work or what the result will be."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate." Fang Zilan reached out and held her hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Awan, just go for it. Even if the result is not what you want, it is better than having regrets."

"Okay." A Wan seemed to have made up her mind and said firmly, "I will do my best."

"After so many years, you haven't changed at all. Whenever you have something on your mind, you lock yourself in the pharmacy." Wen Ya said as he walked to Awan and sat down.

A Wan's expression was gloomy and she said listlessly: "Master, tell me honestly, is the young master using Fang Zilan?"

"Use?" Wen Ya laughed dumbly, "Awan, everyone in Ghost Gate is a chess piece in the hands of the young master, nothing more than that."

"But doesn't the young master like Fang Zilan?" A Wan asked in confusion: "If you like her, why do you want to use her?" "Liking and using are not the same thing." Wen Ya rubbed A Wan's head lovingly and said softly: "These are two different things. They exist at the same time and are not contradictory."

"I don't believe it." A Wan pushed Wen Ya's hand away with disdain and curled her lips, "Master, you just lie to me."

"Silly child, you will understand when you grow up." Wen Ya said helplessly: "Everyone has to do what they have to do, and it is impossible to give their whole heart to anyone."

A Wan retorted unwillingly: "But Fang Zilan's heart is with you..."

"Maybe in the past." Wen Ya interrupted her calmly, "But not necessarily now. Fang Zilan is now in a high position, and she has to take care of more than just the young master."

"But no matter before or now." A Wan argued: "At least Fang Zilan was sincere, but what about you?"

"Awan, the matter between the young master and Fang Zilan is not something we can clearly distinguish." Wen Ya's expression darkened a little, and his tone was slightly more warning, "But you must remember not to tell Fang Zilan about your meeting with Huang Fulin in Hong'an Pavilion today."

"Master!" Awan stood up angrily, stomped her feet and was about to leave.

But Wen Ya said, "Where are you going? Fang Zilan hasn't seen you all day. If you don't go to see her, she will be worried. Come with me to Fengyi Palace."

There was an authority in Wen Ya's tone that brooked no refusal. A Wan was worried about Fang Zilan, so she could only follow him to Fengyi Palace angrily.

"Miss Awan?" Qiu Shui looked at Awan, who was standing absent-mindedly at the door, and called out tentatively.

When Awan came to her senses, she saw Wen Ya had already walked in and was looking back at her. Qiu Shui beside her waved at her and said, "Miss Awan, the Queen and Lord Fang are asking you to come in."

"Oh." Awan responded sullenly, looked at Wen Ya who was in the inner room with a serious expression, and hurriedly followed him in.

After Wen Ya took Fang Zilan's pulse, Fang Ziqin exchanged a few words with him and asked about her condition. After a while, Fang Zilan said she was tired and sent him and Fang Ziqin away, leaving only Awan.

There was no one around, and A Wan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Fang Zilan. She couldn't help but ask, "There's no one else around now, just say what you want to say, why are you staring at me like this?"

"How is your health these days, young master?" Fang Zilan asked directly, but Awan was stunned.

Seeing that Awan had no reaction, Fang Zilan simply asked more bluntly, "Did you go to Hong'an Pavilion with Wen Ya today?"

"How did you know?" A Wan looked like he had seen a ghost, and Fang Zilan chuckled, "How come I don't know when you were bold enough to openly quarrel with your master?"

"Of course I don't have the courage to quarrel with Master." Awan sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, "You guessed it right, I went to Hong'an Pavilion with Master."