Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 333 Old Acquaintance
"When you are alive, there is still a way to take out the secondary Gu." Wen Ya said with a serious expression: "But if there is no sacrifice, you will be much weaker than now, and you will die faster, probably in a year or two .To trade your life for your life, are you willing?"

"I am willing." Fang Zilan bent down even lower, and her voice became much softer, "But I'm afraid he won't."

Seeing this, Wen Ya shook his head, "Don't force yourself if you can't hold on. Lie down, and I'll give you the needle first."

Fang Zilan lay back obediently, and Wen Ya gave her needles while saying: "Do you really not think about people who have mother Gu?"

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "Although I am not proficient in this way, I also know that the mother Gu is generally used to control the child Gu. Even if you don't think about it at the beginning of the spell, the son will think about it, and he will not commit suicide. It is dangerous, so those who have mother Gu must be walking corpses who obey him, why should I think about it?"

Wen Ya's acupuncture hand paused for a moment, "Why do you think the young master will not risk his life for you?"

His words were like a basin of cold water, which made Fang Zilan tremble.

That's right, everyone in Guimen knows that she is Zixiu who has a deep relationship with Ji Ning, so if such words come out of her mouth, it is inevitable that people will not be suspicious.

"It's not like he won't take risks for me." Fang Zilan tried to remedy it, so he pondered for a while and said: "For a person like him, his wealth and life never belong to him, how can he take risks with his own temper?"

Wen Ya had a complex expression in his eyes, "Since you know that a high position is a shackle, why did you risk your life to come here?"

"People in high positions say that the heights are extremely cold, but if they are really allowed to come down..." Fang Zilan said with a meaningful smile: "I'm afraid no one would want to."

"It's like drinking water, you just know whether it's warm or not." Wen Ya finished the acupuncture, straightened her sleeves and said, "Miss Fang, it's not easy for you to walk so far, it's better to save your life."

Fang Zilan's heart was shocked, she looked at the gentle and jade-like person in front of her, and it was really difficult for her to connect Xiao Xuan'er with the person who murdered his teacher, betrayed his family, and sold Gu for glory.

However, there has never been any fake news in Qianjinfang, let alone it is related to Wan Jun, so there is absolutely no possibility of mistakes.

"Miss Fang, with your body, you shouldn't worry too much." Wen Ya collected her expression, and said, "If you have any questions, you might as well speak up."

Fang Zilan thought for a while, and asked, "Who is the father of the wheel-turning king?"

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, "The King of Wheels entered the ghost gate with you, and I haven't heard of any relatives."

"No?" Fang Zilan was concerned. It seemed that the scene in her memory should be before entering the ghost gate.That is to say, the wheel-running king recognizes her as the master and has nothing to do with the ghost gate.

Wen Ya looked at her thoughtful look, smiled slightly and said: "If you don't know how to speak, you might as well wait until you think about it before asking. I will be bothering you at the house for a few days, so you don't have to rush."

Fang Zilan looked over suspiciously, Wen Ya said in a low voice: "Since I came here at His Majesty's order, I won't leave until you can eat normally."

"I..." Fang Zilan opened his mouth, and Wen Ya said helplessly: "Miss Fang, don't you think that as long as you don't eat plum blossom soup, you will be fine? You haven't eaten for a few days, and you vomited out everything you ate, and even your throat I vomited badly, and if I want to get back to normal, I have to recuperate."

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, "That's it, I'm sorry. I'll ask the housekeeper to tidy up a guest room later, and I hope Mr. Wen won't dislike the shabby house."

Wen Ya raised his eyebrows, Fang Zilan turned his face away unnaturally, "I know that I have caused Mr. Wen a lot of trouble, and I will never threaten Mr. Wen with my life again."

Wen Ya looked at Fang Zilan's awkward profile, and suddenly chuckled.

That year, shortly after entering the ghost gate, the little Zixiu, who was not good at learning and often got bruised all over her body, had a stern face, and said in a coquettish voice that he was not good at medical skills, and that he didn't care much.

As a young man, he put on airs and asked Zixiu to call Mr. Wen, saying that if he didn't call, he would never treat her again.In exchange, all she got was Wen Ya's voice after voice, which hadn't changed for many years.Who would have thought that today she would take the initiative to call Mr. Wen.

Heartless children eventually grow into thoughtful adults.

Wen Ya suddenly felt that the person in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him.She stood under the sunshine, but he was still in the boundless darkness, and he would never get out.

"Is it so funny?" Fang Zilan muttered in a low voice. Just as Wen Ya was about to say something, someone knocked on the door and said, "Master Fang, Miss Awan asked me to deliver the medicine. Can I come in?"

Wen Ya was stunned when he heard the voice, Fang Zilan hurriedly said: "Miss Cong, come in."

"Miss Cong?" Wen Ya watched Cong Rong walk into the room, and could no longer take her eyes off her, "You are..."

"Little girl Cong Rong, I have met you." Cong Rong saluted generously, and then put the medicine on the table, "Master Fang, do you want to take this medicine now, or wait a while?"

"What kind of medicine is this?" Wen Ya came back to her senses and walked to Cong Rong's side. She couldn't help but took a step back, lowered her eyes and said, "Miss Awan asked me to bring it in. I don't know what kind of medicine it is."

Fang Zilan glanced at Cong Rong, then her eyes fell on Wen Ya, "Mr. Wen and Miss Cong are old acquaintances?"

Wen Ya stared at Cong Rong who was a step away, and said indifferently: "I don't know. The girl Awan mentioned by Miss Cong is the medical girl in the house?"

"Yes." Cong Rong nodded, "I don't know what orders do you have?"

"The medicine this Miss Awan made is interesting." Wen Ya took a moment to say, "I want to meet this Miss Awan. Can Miss Cong lead the way?"

Cong Rong looked at Fang Zilan, and she nodded slightly and said, "Take Mr. Wen, and tell the housekeeper to clean up a guest room by the way. Mr. Wen will stay at the house for a few days."

"Yes." Cong Rong made a gesture of invitation respectfully, "Mr. Wen, please follow me."

Wen Ya followed Cong Rong out, until he was in the deserted corridor, he finally couldn't help asking: "Why are you here?"

"Mr. Wen is smart, you can't guess it if you think about it." Cong Rong's voice was soft and charming, as if she was a completely different person.

Wen Ya took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "There are so many people in the ghost gate, why are you?"

"There are so many people, how many of them have never even met Zixiu and Awan?" Cong Rong walked steadily, but Wen Ya lost her former gentleness, and said eagerly: "With Zixiu's temper, if we let her know... ..."

"She won't know." Cong Rong stepped back a little, and her voice was much lower, "As long as you don't tell, she will never know."

"But..." Wen Ya wanted to say something more, but was cut off by Cong Rong, "Besides you and the young master, there is no third person in the world who knows my existence. Even you, do you really know who I am?"

Wen Ya stopped suddenly, Cong Rong turned around, and leaned into his ear with a smile, "How can a person who doesn't even know who he is be discovered?"

Wen Ya's chest was choked, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Cong Rong smiled brightly and charmingly, "Mr. Wen, little girl Cong Rong, don't be mistaken."

　This is a chapter in which four people who know each other in pairs pretend not to know each other...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)