Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1538 Suddenly

"I shouldn't have such hope." Fang Zilan moved her fingers wrapped in gauze, "It's better to wipe it out."

A Wan was choked by Fang Zilan and couldn't say anything for a while. Only Fang Ziqin, who was standing by the window, straightened her sleeves and said in a calm voice: "If there is no hope, why did you still come back with such a heavy injury?"

Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, and then she said, "I promised someone, and I must keep my promise."

"Really?" Fang Ziqin looked at Fang Zilan steadily, as if she saw through her, causing her to confide, "I never thought I could come back alive. Before I lost consciousness, I was still thinking that I shouldn't have said those nonsense words about keeping my promise to you and keeping your eternal life. How could I come back in that state? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"But you still came back." Fang Ziqin said word by word, "You came back alive."

"Yes." Fang Zilan laughed at herself. Why? Perhaps it was the plum branch that fell from her chest before she nearly fell down, which reminded her that there were still many people waiting for her in the capital, and she couldn't stop there.

Now, she not only lives for herself, but also for the people she is connected to.

"Lan'er." Fang Ziqin walked to Fang Zilan and stroked her head. "You are the most tenacious person I have ever met..."

"Sister, you don't have to comfort me..." Fang Zilan subconsciously interrupted Fang Ziqin's next words. The name that came out of her mouth was something she didn't even expect. After she came to her senses, she couldn't say anything.

"I know." Fang Ziqin paused, "But no matter what, as long as you are willing, I will be your support."

Fang Zilan nodded slightly, and stopped trying to be brave. She allowed others to feed her food and medicine for the next few days. When she was able to walk, she picked up the sword with her left hand in front of the astonished eyes of others.

"What has provoked Miss Fang San?" The maid who was looking at the figure on the wall whispered to her companions, "She just blocked a knife for the queen and was able to walk out of bed for only two days. Why is she using a sword now?"

The maid next to her said mysteriously, "I heard that Miss Fang San and the Empress have a very close relationship. This time she watched her elder sister almost get assassinated. She must feel very uncomfortable. Why not brandish a sword for this?"

Awan put her hand on it in a daze, but the moment she felt the pulse, she suddenly understood Wen Ya's intention.

The sudden surprise almost made Awan dizzy. She jumped three feet high like a frightened rabbit, "She! She..."

Everyone was immediately frightened by Awan's calls. They thought to themselves that Wen Ya didn't even dare to say it directly, and this little girl reacted like this. Could it be that Fang Zilan was scared to death?

Xu Yi was shocked by his own thoughts. He ignored the etiquette and grabbed Fang Zilan's wrist. Just as he confirmed that she still had a pulse, he heard Awan shout, "What are you doing?"

"Awan, please don't be rude." Wen Ya slowly stood up and bowed to Wang Xianhui, saying, "Sir Wang, Miss Fang was frightened. We need to find a secluded place to receive proper treatment."

"Yes, Mr. Wen is right." Wang Xianhui hurriedly called a few maids over, and together with Qiu Chan, they helped Fang Zilan to the side room at the back for guests to change clothes and take a rest. He said solemnly: "Everything is up to Mr. Wen."

Perhaps because they were too flustered, no one noticed that Awan was jumping and skipping all the way to the wing room. Maybe someone noticed it, but they just thought that Fang Zilan's condition was critical and could not be delayed.

In short, no one looked closely at Awan's expression, and Wen Ya's face was gloomy, which made people feel uneasy.

When they got to the side room and there was no one around, Awan shook Fang Zilan's arm and said, "Okay, I know it's you, stop pretending."

Fang Zilan opened her eyes, sat up and looked at Wen Ya, "Mr. Wen, I didn't expect you to be so impatient and tell A Wan so quickly." "I also want to keep it a secret from her." Wen Ya stood with his hands behind his back and said in a calm voice, "But I'm afraid that if it takes a few more days, my foolish apprentice will pay with his life for you."

"Master!" Awan couldn't help but turn her head away because she was embarrassed.

Lose her life? Fang Zilan stared at Awan thoughtfully, "Our little Awan didn't hide in the pharmacy and cry for several days, did she? Her eyes still look a little swollen now."

"No!" Ah Wan retorted anxiously, but her hands subconsciously touched her eyes. However, the next moment she caught the smile on Fang Zilan's lips and scratched her angrily, "Okay, you lied to me again!"

Seeing this, Wen Ya coughed lightly and reminded: "Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall."

A Wan immediately fell silent, looked around carefully, and leaned close to Fang Zilan's ear and asked, "There should be no one outside, right?"

"No." Fang Zilan shook her head. "If there was someone there, I wouldn't wake up at all."

A Wan curled her lips and was about to ask something, but she covered her mouth with her hand. Finally, she took a deep breath and stood up. "I'll go boil some medicine for you."

"Awan, don't you want to ask?" Fang Zilan's expression was gloomy. Awan twisted her fingers and said unnaturally: "Of course I want to ask, but I don't want to force you, and I think you shouldn't say it. Now that I can see you alive in front of me, it's enough."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Fang Zilan looked at her from behind and sighed softly, "Our little Awan has indeed grown up."

"Miss Fang San, are you planning to rely on the Fang family?" Wen Ya's face showed a hint of inquiry. Fang Zilan said calmly, "Who knows? We'll just take it one step at a time."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and said seriously, "But I will do what I promised you. As long as I am alive, Awan will be fine."

Wen Ya seemed to be relieved. He 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 have you seen him truly trust in all these years?"

Wen Ya pursed his lips and said, "On the day when the Di Rong delegation arrived in Beijing, the young master sent me out of the capital. When I came back, you were already in prison."

"This is not really a suspicion." Fang Zilan hesitated for a moment and said, "He just doesn't want me to have a capable doctor who can control the poison in my body. As for other doctors, he knows I can't trust them and he doesn't dare to reveal that he has poison in his body. He can only stay with them so that his plan can work."

"You don't have to comfort me." Wen Ya said helplessly: "I know what kind of person he is."

"Really?" Fang Zilan did not comment. "Come to think of it, I've always been curious whether his illness is real or not."

Wen Ya's expression turned colder. "You don't have to test me. There are some things I can say. There are some things I would rather take into the coffin than say a word."

(End of this chapter)