Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 331
"Master Fang?" Cong Rong panicked, and was about to check on Fang Zilan's situation when A Wan blocked her, "What did you put in the plum blossom soup?"

"I..." Cong Rong couldn't argue with her words, Fang Zilan forced herself to speak in a low voice: "It has nothing to do with Miss Cong."

Awan caught Fang Zilan's pulse and felt extremely normal, even more stable than usual. She wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Fang Zilan reached out and pushed the plum blossom soup away, "Miss Cong, please replace the red plums with white plums, can you do it again?"

Cong Rong responded hastily, and quickly walked out with the plum soup.

Awan handed Fang Zilan a cup of tea, "What's wrong with you? It's Zhuan... Did he say anything to you?"

Fang Zilan took a sip of tea to calm herself down, and asked instead: "I used to like to eat plum blossom soup?"

"Don't say you like it, I've never seen you eat it." A Wanxiu frowned slightly, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"Awan, does your master know martial arts?" Fang Zilan asked on her own, but Awan had no choice but to follow her words, "Probably, but I have never seen master use martial arts. The old man said Well, medicine and poison are enough to protect yourself, so why waste that effort?"

Fang Zilan said clearly: "No wonder you don't know any kung fu."

"What do you mean?" A Wan's face was full of disbelief, but Fang Zilan still didn't answer her meaning, "Then do you know who is covered in poison?"

"The medicine puppet made by my master." A Wan said it as a matter of course, but Fang Zilan was startled, "Except for the medicine puppet?"

A Wan curled her lips, "Fang Zilan, did you take the wrong medicine today? What are you asking..."

"Answer me." Fang Zilan interrupted her abruptly, her expression was so cold that she couldn't help but weaken her tone, "Maybe there are some people with extraordinary talents. But as far as I know, only medicine puppets are covered in poison, normal How can people..."

Fang Zilan was puzzled, if what A Wan said was true, could it be that Wen Ya was originally a medicine puppet?But A Wan also said that the drug puppet is muddled and has no will, so Wen Ya will not be a drug puppet no matter how he looks at it.

"Then let me ask you, do you need to disembowel and disembowel to make a medicine puppet?" Fang Zilan lowered her voice a little, and A Wan asked strangely, "Why do you need to disembowel and disembowel? You can just pour soup and medicine. The medicine puppet is very fragile, and the wound will not heal." Slower than ordinary people, if you talk about disembowelling, is it because you think the life of the medicine is too long?"

Fang Zilan frowned, "Is there any drug puppet out of control?"

"How is it possible?" A Wan waved his hand, and said impatiently: "The medicine puppet is my master's original creation, and there has never been one out of control in so many years. And do you know that there are also special considerations in choosing a medicine puppet? Anyone can be a medicine puppet? The right time, place and people are indispensable.”

"Original?" Fang Zilan muttered in a low voice: "It seems that he really can't be a medicine puppet."

A Wan's ears were sharp, and after hearing clearly, he asked, "Who do you think can't be a medicine puppet?"

"No one." Fang Zilan took a sip of tea and said no more.

A Wan came to Fang Zilan's side, and said suspiciously: "You are very strange today, turn... What did he say to you?"

"It's nothing, just tell me not to act rashly." Fang Zilan asked as if remembering something, "Did I have a good relationship with him before?"

"Not bad." A Wan nodded, "When nothing happens, he will follow you wherever you go. Let me tell you, with your original temperament, it's really strange that you didn't drive him away or kill him."

Fang Zilan asked curiously: "What kind of temper am I?"

A Wan cleared her throat with a cough, and said succinctly, "Pretentious. Apart from practicing martial arts, no one is willing to do anything. Except for the young master, no one can control you, except Zhuan... No one is willing to take the initiative to show favor to you. "

"It's always been like this?" Fang Zilan looked surprised. Seeing that she was not annoyed, Ah Wan thought for a while and added: "Not all of them. I heard these from the old man in the door. When I knew you, you were colder than ice It's a lot less human now, but it's nothing."

Fang Zilan asked thoughtfully: "Is there any more?"

"Also, let me think about it." A Wan slapped his forehead, "The day you fell into the water, he was very anxious for some reason, as if he knew something would happen to you. If he didn't insist, I wouldn't go with you look at you."

"Before I woke up that day, was there anything unusual?" Fang Zilan looked solemn, and A Wan said cautiously: "There is something unusual. You have a lot of skin injuries, and you even hurt your wrist. Although it seems that the injury is not serious, but The strange thing is that the bleeding didn't stop, and it took me a lot of efforts to stop the bleeding."

She paused, and continued: "There is something even more strange. I thought that you died for most of your life, and it took a long time to wake up. Who knows that you woke up after the bleeding stopped for a while."

"I was seriously injured that day?" Fang Zilan tried to recall something, but her mind was blank.

"Yes." A Wan nodded, "Didn't I go with Wu...she that day? This is the first time I saw her so flustered, we are all afraid of you..."

"Will you die?" Fang Zilan took over the conversation, and Awan didn't speak anymore, she only felt inexplicable fear.

Because when she woke up that day, she didn't feel any discomfort in her body, not even a bleeding wound, only scars all over her body.

A Wan has no reason to lie to her, the Wheel-Running King may indeed know something...

So how on earth did she come into this world?Is it accidental or inevitable?

Neither of them spoke again until Cong Rong's voice broke the silence, "Master Fang, Miss Awan, the plum blossom soup is ready."

She said that she put the plum blossom soup in front of Fang Zilan, and said cautiously: "Master Fang, can you try again?"

"Thank you." Fang Zilan opened the lid, resisting the nausea in the stomach and the throbbing pain in the abdomen, and swallowed a spoonful of it forcefully into her mouth.

However, the next moment, she vomited out again, worse than the last time.

Cong Rong was completely dumbfounded, and A Wan was also at a loss, "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, if you can't eat it, don't eat it..."

"Master Fang..." Cong Rong was stunned, and A Wan turned around and shouted at her: "What are you doing in a daze? Take the plum blossom soup away."

Cong Rong tidied up the table in a panic and left in a hurry.

Fang Zilan looked at her back, her ten fingers clenched into fists, her whole body seemed to collapse, and it took a long time to recover, "Awan, pass me the order, and say that I will only eat plum blossom soup from now on. Everyone in Beijing can make plum blossoms Anyone who cooks the soup can enter the house, and I will be rewarded if I cook it well."

"Fang Zilan, are you crazy?" A Wan was dumbfounded, and Fang Zilan held on to the last of her strength and said: "Starting tomorrow, call me sick. If I can't eat plum blossom soup, I will never eat other things."

A Wan stared at Fang Zilan as if staring at a monster, "Why do you bother yourself so much?"

"Embarrassed?" A wry smile escaped Fang Zilan's lips. If he couldn't find the truth, it would be a real embarrassment.

Presumably when the news spreads to everyone in the capital, those who don't want her to die but who know the truth will be impatient and come to see what she's doing, and that's her chance.

In the next few days, it was spread in the capital that the Duke of Yue was ill, and he also had a habit of eating plum soup. The cooks in the house went back and forth several times, but none of them could stay.

When the discussion in Beijing was full of excitement, the imperial physician ordered Wen Ya to go to the Duke of Yue's mansion to ask for a pulse.

Wen Ya looked at Fang Zilan who was vomiting blood in his throat and couldn't swallow anything, his face was extremely gloomy, "Fang Zilan, what exactly are you going to do?"

　As I write this, I can't help feeling that Fang Zilan is actually a very brave and sober girl, but also very twisted.

　　It's just that after weighing it, if she couldn't ask the King of Wheels, would Wen Ya tell her the truth?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)