Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1637 Buried
Ji Ningtian sighed and said quietly, "Fang Ziqin's methods are more powerful than I expected."

This matter was planned by him, and there were three levels of situation. The first was that Wen Ya and A Wan were affected by the rumors and were demoted from the Imperial Hospital and were forbidden to practice medicine. In this way, Fang Zilan's injury could only be delayed indefinitely until the poison took effect... Even if there were other doctors with miraculous skills, the possibility of treatment would be very slim.

The second layer was to use rumors to force Fang Ziqin to replace all the masters in the Imperial Hospital to make it easier for him to place people there.

As for the third level, it was through the Censorate that people questioned Fang Ziqin's inability to discipline the people despite being the Empress, which led to rumors spreading and people being in a panic.

However, Fang Ziqin did not give him a chance. She thwarted his plans layer by layer and told him clearly that it was difficult for him to get involved in the Imperial Medical Service in the past, let alone in the future.

After all, the Imperial Medical Bureau is related to the safety of the entire royal family. If something goes wrong, the government will be overthrown and the world will be in turmoil.

Not everyone can look at the overall situation like this, seize the most perfect moment and deliver a fatal blow.

but……

Ji Ningtian looked at the silent Wen Ya. Originally, as long as he, the director of the Imperial Hospital, was there, the others didn't matter. But he didn't know when he became less obedient, so he had to put other people in.

"Sir..." Wu Qing hesitated to speak. Ji Ningtian glanced at her and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Wu Qing pursed her lips and finally set her sights on Wen Ya. "Mr. Wen, what is her injury like? Is it really not serious?"

Wen Ya clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, "Yes, it's really nothing serious, just superficial injuries."

Ji Ningtian listened without any reaction. He just waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

Wu Qing and Wen Ya walked a long way out of Hong'an Pavilion before whispering, "Mr. Wen, what you said is true..."

"Wu Qing." Wen Ya interrupted Wu Qing and said in a deep voice, "If everyone in the world thinks that A Wan and I are using witchcraft, do you think we will survive?"

Wu Qing's expression froze, and she subconsciously argued, "Young Master wouldn't..."

As soon as she said this, she regretted it. Wouldn't the young master abandon Wen Ya and A Wan? The corpses of the Ten Kings of Hell were found by the court not long ago, and they were abandoned, let alone others?

But if we admit that everyone is a chess piece in the hands of the young master who can be discarded at any time, we will be filled with unstoppable fear.

After all, she is also one of these chess pieces.

"It seems that you already know the answer." Wen Ya looked at Wu Qing, whose face turned pale. "In that case, please take care of yourself."

Cong Rong looked at the two people under the tree from afar. Although she couldn't hear what they were saying, she could sense from the depressing atmosphere that it was not a good thing.

When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. It has finally come to this.

According to Ji Ningtian's personality, he would rather be feared by the world than admired by the world. But I wonder how far he is from being deserted by everyone?

"It seems that you are all abandoned." Fang Zilan stood up and said this expressionlessly, which made King Pingdeng furious. "What nonsense are you talking about! This is an accident! Accident..." King Pingdeng was almost out of breath due to his excitement. Fang Zilan looked at him coldly, "Accident? King Pingdeng, is it so difficult to admit that he is cruel and ruthless and does everything he can?"

"Don't even think about... fooling me!" King Pingdeng said intermittently, "You are... not... a good person..."

"I admit it." Fang Zilan drew out the Plum Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at King Pingdeng. "You haven't answered my question yet."

King Pingdeng spat lightly, "He's dead, you should be thankful... Didn't you see how miserable the old man was when he died? His bones were torn apart piece by piece, but he didn't even make a sound. He was a real man..."

Fang Zilan stomped hard on King Pingdeng's head, but he suddenly laughed out loud, "Zixiu, is that old man important to you?"

"Shut up, you are not worthy of mentioning him." Fang Zilan gnashed her teeth, and King Pingdeng laughed even more wantonly, "Zixiu, you can't save the entire Zhen family of Cangjian Villa, you can't save Wanhua Villa, you can't save Wu Sheng and Yang Zhiqing, you can't save Su Heng, you can't save anyone..."

The moment the plum sword pierced through, Fang Zilan felt that everything around her was quiet, only warm blood splashed on her body, leaving a patch of bright red, so gorgeous that it was almost blinding.

"Girl..." Zheng Yan stretched out his hand, trying to support the staggering Fang Zilan, but saw her draw out her plum sword, turned around, and her eyes fell on Lu Tian and others who were sneaking around behind her.

"You all saw and heard it." Fang Zilan's voice became much more mature. Lu Tian bit his lips tightly, forcing himself not to make any sound, but the men following behind him could not help but explode.

Fang Zilan listened to the boiling voices beside her ears, and became irritated for no reason. She yelled, "Get out!"

Lu Tian and his men left quickly. Fang Zilan squatted on the ground with her arms folded, repeating King Pingdeng's words over and over in her mind.

Su Heng, dead?
Although she was mentally prepared, Fang Zilan still felt like she was struck by lightning when she heard it with her own ears.

She couldn't believe that such an old man who had weathered the ups and downs of the court without falling, endured poverty in the mountains and fields without being defeated, always regarded it as his responsibility to teach and help the world, had many students all over the world but had no wife or children, who stayed put on a piece of land but still had his heart in the court, and was willing to go to the capital to take charge of the overall situation at an old age, ended up with a tragic death.

That was Su Heng, a man of integrity, who treated her equally and taught her poetry and books...

"Miss." Zhuge Yu's voice suddenly sounded. Fang Zilan didn't look up, and he squatted beside her. "There is no one alive in the entire Shi County, and the county government office was razed to the ground. I'm afraid that Master Su Heng..."

He didn't say anything else. Fang Zilan's eyes were red. "Why..."

"Ghost Gate has been doing evil for a long time. Although the imperial court is willing to eradicate it, its whereabouts are erratic and it will take some time..." Before Zhuge Yu finished explaining, he was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "Zhuge Yu, you don't have to complain about your own difficulties, and you don't have to provoke me."

Hearing this, Zhuge Yu stood up, took a step back, and bowed respectfully, "If I can get your help, Zhuge Yu will be grateful."

"Do I need you to be grateful?" Fang Zilan staggered to her feet, shook off Zheng Yan's hand, and said solemnly: "After one month, there will be no Ten Palaces in Ghost Gate anymore."

Zhuge Yu's expression froze. Before he could say anything else, Fang Zilan said, "I'll leave first. Master Zhuge will take care of this place."

After she said that, she left and went to the location of Shi County Government Office as shown on the map in her memory, where she knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Sir, I may never return from this trip. If you are still alive, please bless the capital with peace and safety.