Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1573 Hearing the Wind

Fang Zilan raised the corners of her lips and revealed a cold smile, "Back in Fenghe Valley, Shangguan Yun dared to take advantage of the chaos to kill you, let alone the Jiangnan Camp now?"

She paused and looked at Li Shengxuan's face turning a little pale, "The Jiangnan camp was first established..."

"So what?" Fang Zilan looked a little sharper, "If Jiangnan Camp teamed up with Suzhou Prefecture, or even several major nearby prefectures, it would be easy to hide the truth. King Rongan has learned from it, so why can't Suzhou Prefecture be the same in the future?"

"What about the Fang family?" Li Shengxuan asked back: "The Fang family is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and its industries are spread across all states. Not only is Zuiyue Tower in Suzhou Prefecture, but also..."

"What do you want to say?" Fang Zilan politely stopped Li Shengxuan's last words, but he still continued, "There was also the former Qianyan Pavilion, and the Jiangnan Painting Boat fire case had nothing to do with the Fang family?"

It's like two people who insist on exposing each other's shortcomings. Every word you say to me will not give up until the scars on the other side are dripping with blood and the body is completely injured.

"Relevant or irrelevant, it has nothing to do with the current matter." Fang Zilan flicked his sleeves, "Since you can't keep your promise, then let me save Ah Shi. From now on, you go your way, and I will go My single-plank bridge.”

"You..." Before Li Shengxuan could say anything, Fang Zilan pushed him away. "I'll give you one last piece of advice. Go back early. Maybe you can still make it."

After she said that, she left without looking back. Mingxiang and Awan quickly followed. Xia Houzhang, who was standing aside, neither dared to stop nor said anything. He could only look at Li Shengxuan cautiously, "Sir, Should we..."

"No." Li Shengxuan's cold voice stopped Xia Houzhang from talking, "I will never go back until everything is cleared up."

Fang Zilan, who was outside the door, slowed down her pace when she heard this, but only for a moment, and then continued to stride towards Hanzui Tower on the third floor of Zuiyue.

The people living in Hanzui Tower are all from the martial arts world. Most of them have heard about the news that Zhen from Qianjinfang moved into Zuiyue Tower. In addition, many people were present when Fang Zilan exposed Geng Nan's true identity a few days ago. So when they saw her in person, they couldn't help but whisper to each other, wondering why she came.

"Miss Huo." Fang Zilan knocked on Huo Chun'er's door, but there was no movement from inside. She waited for a while and was about to leave when she heard Mr. Liu's voice suddenly rang out, "Miss Zhen, do you have something to do with Chun'er?"

Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of her and said thoughtfully, "It's not a big deal. I think it's the same to ask Mr. Liu for advice."

Mr. Liu's expression froze, and he raised his hand and bowed, making a gesture of invitation, "Miss Zhen, please."

Fang Zilan nodded slightly and went to the private room in the building with Mr. Liu. Mingxiang, who followed closely behind, exchanged glances with Awan. Mingxiang followed, while Awan wandered around the building as if she had nothing to do.

"The two girls following Miss Zhen are not simple." Mr. Liu pondered for a moment, and his gaze moved from Awan downstairs to Mingxiang upstairs, and finally fell on Fang Zilan.

"Mr. Liu, you are too kind." Fang Zilan poured herself a cup of tea. "She is just smarter than ordinary girls."

"Miss Zhen, there's no need to be so modest." Mr. Liu took the teapot from Fang Zilan and poured himself a cup of tea. "I wonder what Miss Zhen wants to ask?"

"Mr. Liu, have you ever heard of the Mountain Worship Ceremony?" Fang Zilan asked directly. Mr. Liu's hand trembled as he held the tea. "Is this what Miss Zhen is talking about, the Mountain Worship Ceremony that is passed down among bandits?"

"Oh no!" An imperial physician rushed out in a panic, forgetting even to greet him, and said in horror: "Empress, I'm afraid the Third Miss is dying."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qiu Shui scolded sternly. Fang Ziqin stood up and walked to the doctor. "What did you say? Say it again." The doctor knelt down with a plop. "Madam, Miss Awan relied on being Mr. Wen's apprentice and frequently used strange techniques when treating her. How could Miss Fang withstand such torture?"

Fang Ziqin's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "I have already said that when treating Lan'er, everything should be based on Miss Awan's wishes. If you can't help her, don't make trouble, otherwise I will not let you off easily."

The doctor's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "I didn't mean to slander Miss Awan, it's just..."

"Just what?" A weak voice interrupted the doctor's words. Awan leaned against the beam, her face pale, "Empress, Miss Fang has woken up."

The imperial physician fell to the ground as if struck by lightning. Fang Ziqin didn't bother to pay attention and bowed to Awan, "Thank you Miss Awan for your best efforts to treat Lan'er. The Fang family is grateful."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to do this..." Awan raised her hand and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve, "Awan dare not accept the gift from Your Majesty."

“Miss Awan!” Qiu Shui exclaimed, and stepped forward to support the staggering Awan. He heard her whisper: “I don’t feel comfortable leaving the matter of boiling medicine to others, but now…”

"Miss Awan, just leave it to me." Before Qiu Shui finished his words, a piece of paper was stuffed into his hand.

"This is the prescription. It's available in all the pharmacies in the Medicine Palace." Awan forced herself to stay awake. Qiu Shui nodded in agreement and then helped her to rest.

Fang Ziqin walked in and saw Fang Zilan lying on the couch with her eyes slightly closed and looking drowsy. Her heart finally settled down.

"Sister..." Fang Zilan managed to utter the words unclearly, but Fang Ziqin still heard them clearly. She felt warm in her heart, sat down beside the couch and held her hand, "I'm here."

Fang Zilan could hear the conversations and noises outside, but it was all like being wrapped in a layer of gauze, not very real. The only feeling she had was drowsiness, as if she could fall asleep at any time.

But no matter what, she is back and still alive, that's enough.

Fang Ziqin watched Fang Zilan open her mouth but no sound came out. Her eyelids twitched for a long time before finally closing. But her breathing was even, so she must have fallen asleep.

She felt a little relieved, then looked at the imperial doctors who were standing aside and afraid to speak, and signaled them with her eyes to go out and not stay and get in the way.

Several imperial doctors retreated quickly as if they had been pardoned, leaving Fang Ziqin sitting there, holding Fang Zilan's hand tightly, as if she had recovered what she had lost.

The palace maid stood behind him for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, she couldn't help but say, "Madam, since the Third Miss's injuries are stable, I will take care of her. Madam, please don't worry about your precious body."

"It's okay." Fang Ziqin said calmly, "Go and see how Qiu Shui's medicine is going."

The maid replied with a "yes". Before she even walked out the door, she saw Qiu Shui hurried over with a medicine bowl in hand. "My lady, the medicine is ready."