Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 586
The thick bloody smell permeated the entire room, as if the taut strings were suddenly broken, Fang Zilan seemed to have lost all the strength in his body, staggered back a few steps, and leaned against the door.

The scene in front of her is not unfamiliar, it was commonplace when she was running amok in Jianghu as Zixiu.

Not only that, when she led the army to fight under the name of Fang Zilan, it was the same in Gilded City.

As if this was her fate...

destiny?When these two words flashed through her mind, Fang Zilan laughed to herself, what the hell, she agreed to pay this life, but she is still alive today, but the person who died in her hands is It is countless.

Compensation, I'm afraid I can't afford it.If it was her who died in Tiancheng Mountain back then, how wonderful it would be...

Thinking of this, Fang Zilan took out a plum branch from his bosom, with a gloomy expression.After tonight, Li Shengxuan should wish to kill her.

"Mo Han, I'm sorry." Fang Zilan held the plum branch tightly in her hand, dragged her injured leg to the table, and swept the candlestick on it to the ground.

Fang Zilan in the other houses did the same, until the fire got bigger and bigger, she slipped out from the back door of the Xu Mansion under the cover of night.

"Go away!"

There was a lot of voices around, and the fire behind her was soaring into the sky, but Fang Zilan didn't notice it at all.At this moment, she felt that she was no different from the executioner.

She suddenly wanted to throw the plum branch in her hand into the raging sea of ​​flames, but she hesitated the moment she raised her hand, her fingers trembled slightly, and at the moment the plum branch was about to fall, she held it tightly in her palm again.

Just thinking about it, Fang Zilan thought as if to comfort herself, but she heard someone crying not far away: "My Jiaojiao is still inside, what should I do?"

Fang Zilan turned her head abruptly, only to see a woman who was still struggling to rush into the sea of ​​flames, being held tightly by the people around her.

Only then did she vaguely realize that something was wrong, even if the fire spread, it shouldn't have burned nearly half of the street so quickly, but the woman's cry made her have no time to think about it, and jumped over with dragging her legs, "You said there were people inside?" ?”

"My daughter, my daughter is inside!" The woman seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, Fang Zilan didn't hesitate, grabbed the bucket of the person next to her, poured it on her head, and then tore off her soaked sleeves to cover her mouth and nose. Turned around and rushed into the flames.

"Girl, come back quickly! Are you dying?" Fang Zilan didn't listen to what the crowd shouted behind her. She was so focused on saving the little girl named Jiaojiao.

It was almost a strange feeling that she was clearly the one who caused the crime, but now she was desperately trying to save people.It is not clear whether it is atonement or death, which mood prevails.

However, the scorching flames did not give Fang Zilan time to think. Amidst the smoky flames, she saw the dying little girl in the corner.

She picked up the little girl and put it on her back. Perhaps the wet clothes still felt cold, which made the little girl tremble, and subconsciously murmured: "Mother..."

"Jiaojiao, don't sleep, I'll take you out to find your mother." Fang Zilan tore off the wet cloth covering her face and gave it to the little girl. She coughed twice, gritted her teeth and ran out in a hurry.

After sending the little girl to the woman's side, Fang Zilan breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt the biting cold on her body, and couldn't help but sneezed several times in a row.

The woman picked up the little girl and held Fang Zilan's arm so that she would not fall over, "Benefactor, great kindness..."

Fang Zilan couldn't hear the following words very clearly. Before she lost consciousness, she was thinking - Mo Han, you will forgive me.Will you, forgive me...

"Benefactor?" The woman exclaimed, but fortunately, the person who came to put out the fire had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped her up, "This girl is seriously injured, you should leave quickly."

"Okay..." The woman pursed her lips, hugged the little girl in one hand, and put Fang Zilan's shoulder in the other, and strenuously walked towards the next street.

The fire burned for most of the night, and it was not completely extinguished until dawn.

Fang Zilan was taken back to Fengyi Palace by the people sent by Fang Ziqin to find her. When Awan saw her, she was startled from ear to ear, "I heard that the water went out at night, so it must be..."

"Last night, Lan'er never left Fengyi Palace for half a step." Fang Ziqin interrupted A Wan's words calmly, "Do you understand?"

"But..." A Wan opened his mouth, and under Fang Ziqin's gaze, his voice weakened, "Master Zhuge chased her out yesterday..."

"You mean Zhuge Yu?" Fang Ziqin's expression froze, and A Wan hurriedly nodded and said, "It's Mr. Zhuge Yu."

"I'll take care of this." Fang Ziqin clenched her hands into fists, and was about to leave when she stopped, "Mei Jian, where is it?"

A Wan was stunned, and blurted out: "Yesterday she took the plum sword before she left..." She stopped in the middle of her words, her eyes darted back and forth on Fang Zilan, where is the shadow of the plum sword?

"This..." A Wan panicked, and Fang Ziqin ordered Qiu Shui in a deep voice: "You order someone to look for it quickly, and bring Mei Jian back no matter what."

Qiu Shui left at the sound, Fang Ziqin looked at A Wan, and said: "Now there is no one else but you and me, you might as well tell me the truth. What is the cause of Lan'er's injuries?"

"The leg injury was caused by jumping from the tower, and the rest were burns." A Wan spoke very quickly and lightly, Fang Ziqin looked at her firmly, "Miss A Wan, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I heard from the master that there is nothing that can be hidden from the empress." Awan collected her expression, looked at Fang Ziqin and said, "I think the empress knows what she has done these years, and she is also aware of her style and style." means."

Fang Ziqin said calmly: "Miss Awan, what are you implying?"

"I just have one question." A Wan raised her chin, her expression resolute, "Will the empress, and the Fang family, always protect her?"

"No." Fang Ziqin answered crisply, and Awan's eyes flashed with surprise, but she continued to speak on her own, "She is not a flower in a greenhouse, and she can't stand any wind and rain."

After she finished speaking, she went out and said in a loud voice: "Lan'er has suffered from the wind and cold, so she needs to rest and recuperate. Immediately, no outside visitors are allowed. The whole palace is closed, and no one is allowed to visit at will except the imperial physician."

The maids guarding outside responded one after another, but they were overshadowed by a clear voice, "The empress is well. Zhuge Yu from the Ministry of Officials, I am here to see Miss Fang San."

Fang Ziqin's expression froze, and before he could say anything, another voice rang out, "The Empress is well. I'm here to ask Miss Fang San to see you."

"My lord Zhuge, my lord Xie, what are you doing?" Fang Ziqin looked coldly at the two people who were saluting, and saw that they straightened up neither humble nor overbearing. Among them, Xie Yanping said: "Last night, Xu You, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, walked into the house with your lord, and someone I met Miss Fang San at the scene."

　Can a big fire cover up all the truth?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)