Escape

"What did you say?" The bandit leader looked sideways at Fang Zilan behind him in disbelief. He saw the corner of her mouth raised in a cruel smile, and his voice trembled involuntarily, "Didn't Fang Liren only bring a few of you here?

?”

"In order not to make you suspicious, of course we are the only ones taking the lead in the front, and General Dugu and others will set off later. As for the time, A Yu has calculated it, so there will be no difference." Fang Zilan said calmly.

, but every time she said something, the bandit leader's face turned paler.

Although the sun at noon in autumn was still slightly warm, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if his body was covered with thick ice and snow. He was so frozen that he could not move. He could only let the person in front of him break the ice and snow on his body.

, along with the flesh, blood and bones, were beaten until only scraps were left.

Was she so desperate before Lucia died?

The sound of uniform footsteps soon came from the woods, along with the shaking of the ground, announcing the arrival of the powerful army of soldiers and horses, and also heralding the complete defeat of the gangsters.

Seeing Dugu Xin personally leading his troops, the bandits no longer wanted to fight and fled in all directions, but they still could not escape the encirclement and suppression by the well-trained soldiers.

In the end, the dust settled, and the gangsters were all killed and injured by Dugu Xin's soldiers.

Vice General Cao and Awan rushed to Fang Zilan's side first. Seeing them approaching, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. As if she had exhausted the last bit of strength in her body, the plum sword she held tightly in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Seeing this, Deputy General Cao suddenly grabbed the bandit leader who was under Fang Zilan's sword and tied him in front of Dugu Xin.

Awan supported Fang Zilan, whose legs gave way and fell to the ground, and then she discovered the shocking stab wounds on her back, the bloody flesh and blood sticking to her broken clothes, it was too horrible to look at.

"Master Fang!" Zhuge Yu quickly caught up and saw that Fang Zilan's forehead was covered with sweat, the dust and blood on his face were mottled with sweat, and his body had large and small scars of varying depths.

He suppressed the panic in his heart and stood helplessly on the other side of Fang Zilan, grabbing her arm.

Seeing the deep worry in the eyes of Zhuge Yu and A Wan, Fang Zilan reluctantly raised the corners of her lips and showed a very shallow smile, "You can't die from this kind of injury..."

Before she even uttered the last word, her vision went dark and she passed out.

A Wan felt Fang Zilan's pulse, her brows knitted into knots, and regardless of Zhuge Yu, Dugu Xin and others nearby, she took out a thin porcelain bottle from her arms, took out two pills, fed Fang Zilan and drank them.

Zhuge Yu looked confused, "This is..."

"She lost too much blood. I took ginseng pills to help her breathe." A Wan explained casually and then shouted in a loud voice, "Vice Admiral Cao, come and lend a hand and carry Mr. Fang back for treatment."

Vice General Cao did not dare to neglect, and together with Dugu Xin's men, carried Fang Zilan back to Dugu Mansion.

Awan bandaged Fang Zilan's wound, gave her some decoction, and stayed by her side all night. It wasn't until dawn the next day that she felt her pulse became more stable, and then she put her heart back into her stomach.

"Miss Awan." Zhuge Yu knocked on the door and pushed the door open after Awan agreed.

When he saw the person lying peacefully on the bed, he felt a little relieved and said softly: "Miss Awan has been guarding you all night. You might as well go and have a rest. I'll replace you with someone else."

"It doesn't matter." Awan shook her head, looking quite tired, "I'm used to it. As long as you are Master Fang, you may be seriously injured and comatose for several days. I can just take a nap while her condition is stable. It doesn't matter.

Yes."

"Miss Awan, thank you for your hard work." Zhuge Yu put the breakfast in his hand on the table, "I put the breakfast here. Miss Awan, remember to eat it when you are free."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuge." Awan suddenly remembered something, got up, walked to the desk and started writing. After writing, he handed it to Zhuge Yu's hand, "This is the prescription I prescribed. Please help Mr. Zhuge prepare the medicine. I won't wait for you."

Fry it and bring it over."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhuge Yu looked at the prescription in his hand, "If Miss Awan has any other instructions, just send someone to find me." After saying that, he took the prescription and left.

Not long after, Zhuge Yu came to deliver medicine and a plate of cakes.

When Awan was serving the medicine, he glanced at the cakes next to him. Several naive rabbits were carved on the round cakes. There were three or two dots of osmanthus embellished between the soft and waxy skins. They turned out to be moon cakes.

Seeing the moon cake, Awan's expression was a little strange at first, but then she said calmly: "Today is August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Exactly." Zhuge Yu nodded, "I saw that Miss Awan was guarding Sister Lan every step of the way. She was so worried that she forgot what day it was today, so she asked the chef to make some mooncakes and bring them over.

It’s a holiday.”

"Master Zhuge is interested." Awan gave Fang Zilan medicine while talking to Zhuge Yu, "Speaking of it, Master Fang really has no fate with the Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we were on the way to the north, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is full of responsibilities.

I am seriously injured and unconscious, and I don’t know when I will be able to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in peace."

Her words sounded bitter, but her tone was still lively and playful as usual, but in Zhuge Yu's ears, she felt a little more helpless.

"If the four realms are not at peace, the general will be uneasy." Zhuge Yu sighed quietly: "If there is peace in the world, there will be reunion and joy every festival."

"Master Zhuge is a man who has the world in mind, so he is different from me." Awan put the medicine bowl beside the bed, took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the medicine stains from the corners of Fang Zilan's mouth, "As long as I can take care of myself

I only have one-third of an acre of land, just for the sake of peace and happiness. I have nothing to do with who owns the world and what the surrounding scenery is."

Zhuge Yu looked at Awan steadily, his expression dark and unclear, "Although there is nothing wrong with what Miss Awan said, if everyone thinks the same as you, I'm afraid the world will be in chaos."

"So I am neither a noble man like Mr. Zhuge, who is the first to strategize in the world, nor a border guard general like my Mr. Fang, who takes the lead and sacrifices himself for others. I am destined to be a common man."

A Wan raised the corner of her mouth, with an expression of indescribable contentment, "You can do as much work as you have the ability to do. I just need to do the things in my hands well. Even if I can't hang a pot to save the world, at least I can do it.

Save some lives."

"That's true." Zhuge Yu smiled in relief, still looking calm and picturesque, "If everyone in the world did their own thing like Miss Awan, the world would not be so bad."

"You adults, you just think too much." A Wan curled her lips and confidently handed the empty medicine bowl to Zhuge Yu, "Tomorrow will be the same time, please leave it to Mr. Zhuge."

Mid-Autumn Festival stems, I really never get tired of them...
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