Chapter 352 Come Back

Fang Zilan heard the two small officials standing in the last whisper:

"Although New Year's social dramas are related to national destiny, it's too extravagant, right?"

"Shh, please keep your mouth low and don't let the Duke of the Ninth Kingdom hear it. I heard that this social drama, the Ministry of Revenue paid a lot of money to please His Highness Yucheng."

She couldn't help but look at Pei Qingqing when she heard this, but saw that he was not moved at all, as if he had never heard of it.

"Why is Lord Fang's face so bad?" Zhuge Yu's deliberate voice was heard in Fang Zilan's ear. She shook her head and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, it's just a headache if the wind blows for a long time."

"Your illness has not been cured yet?" Zhuge Yu's voice became more concerned, and Fang Zilan nodded softly.

When the club drama ended, Li Shengxuan left straight away, all the officials dispersed one after another. Fang Zilan leaned against the city wall and then walked slowly.

"Boss." Deputy General Cao saw her from afar and waved his hand, "How are you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can hold on." Fang Zilan walked to him, his face turned pale, "Why are you here?"

"I can't rest assured, I came straight after coming out of the Ministry of Works." Deputy General Cao helped her get onto the carriage. After she sat down, she opened the curtain as if she was thinking of something and asked, "Is the person coming?"

"It's coming." Deputy General Cao added, "After Shangguan Min and I explained the purpose of the visit, the person on duty in the Ministry of Works responded in one go, and the craftsman left the process without saying a word. Now he is a person from our mansion.

"No words?" Fang Zilan frowned slightly, "He actually agreed so easily?"

Deputy General Cao touched the back of his head, "Boss, are there any problems?"

Fang Zilan waved her hand, "Forget it, let's go back to the house first." After she said that, she put down the curtain of the car, sat down, closed her eyes to rest.

The carriage quickly drove into the mansion. As soon as Fang Zilan got out of the car, a maid handed the hand heater. She took it and said thank you, then went straight to the front hall.

In the hall, Xiao Xuan'er and Cong Rong were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Shangguan Min stood beside him and seemed to want to help, but he didn't know what to do.

Fang Zilan stood at the entrance of the hall, held the door frame and stood firm, and said, "Shangguan Min, if you have nothing to do, go find Awan and help her take out all the firecrackers and fireworks."

"Master." Shangguan Min walked over to help her, but saw her waved her hand and said, "Don't pay attention to me, go."

Shangguan Min hesitated for a moment, and Fang Zilan said helplessly: "Shangguan Min, if you don't show the fireworks at night, you can practice for one more hour tomorrow morning class."

"Okay." Shangguan Min nodded, and finally showed a hint of joy on his face, "I'll go and prepare now."

Fang Zilan watched his back disappear at the corner and walked into the hall and said, "Miss Xiao, Miss Cong, thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard work." Cong Rong smiled, "Mr. Wen is really hard work. He said he wanted to make a medicinal meal for you and occupy the kitchen for almost an afternoon."

Fang Zilan was stunned, "It's this time, Mr. Wen is still in the kitchen?"

"It should be still here." The person who answered her was Xiao Xuan'er. "When I went to the kitchen just now, I passed by the kitchen and saw Mr. Wen and a servant were still busy."

Hearing this, Fang Zilan was puzzled. Wen Ya never let others handle the medicine. He always did it himself. Is the sun coming out from the west today?

Thinking of this, she calmed her expression and said, "You guys are busy first, I'll go to the kitchen to see Mr. Wen."

After she said that, she walked towards the kitchen, but when she approached, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Although the person standing in front of the stove was wearing the servant's clothes, his figure was well-known in her heart and engraved in her memory.

The almost relieved feeling made her tense string that had been tense for a day suddenly loosen, and her feet staggered. She subconsciously grabbed the door of the room and did not fall over.

The next moment, the person who was originally standing in front of the stove quickly walked over to hold her shoulders, and a faint smile appeared on her almost bloodless face, "Lan Lan, I'm back."

Fang Zilan raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, her eyes couldn't help but feel sore, "You..."

The King of Rotary reached out and wiped her eyes, "Why are you crying?"

Fang Zilan grabbed his hand with a hint of anxiety, "You can protect yourself, why do you still need to save Mo Han?"

"If Mo Han is injured, you will be sad." The King of Wheels smiled and looked gentle, "I am used to being hurt, and you are used to it, aren't you?"

"I'm not used to it." Fang Zilan took the opportunity to pull his collar, but was stopped by him. "Since I can come to see you, it's natural that it's okay, so why bother..."

Fang Zilan's hand stopped in the air, took a deep breath to calm down, "Okay, I won't look or ask."

Wen Ya, who was standing inside, looked at the two of them, shook his head and said, "It's cold outside, come in and talk about it."

Hearing the sound, Fang Zilan remembered that Wen Ya was still there. She put her cloak and walked in, "I heard that Mr. Wen is making me medicinal food, and I don't know what she is doing..."

Her voice suddenly stopped. The light fragrance of plum blossoms was plum blossom soup!

She suddenly turned around and looked at the Wheel King, "You...you..." She said several words in a row, but she couldn't say the following words as if she was blocked. The emotions in her heart surged, with anger and heartache, but the most of them was sadness.

As if she could no longer hold on, Fang Zilan squatted on the ground and cried loudly, "Why are you..."

The King of Wheels pulled her up from the ground at a loss. She reached out and hugged him, leaning her head in his arms, "I'm not used to it, I'm sad, I..."

Fang Zilan said incoherently, and the King of Wheel pursed his lips and finally raised his hand to hug her.

Seeing this, Wen Ya walked out and stood in front of the door. He looked up at the sky and there were still large clouds gathering. It was snowing again soon.

The firewood in the house burned and crackled slightly, and the fragrance of plum blossoms remained undispersed, surrounding the two people embraced each other.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Wheel King coughed lightly, “That, the plum blossom soup is about to be cooked.”

Fang Zilan slowly let go of her hand, and said with a stern face: "I know everything."

"Mr. Wen told me." The King of Wheel nodded honestly. Fang Zilan glared at him, "Are you afraid that I will pour out the plum blossom soup you have worked so hard that I have worked hard to make, and I will never let you do it again?"

The King of Wheels chuckled, "It's possible that I won't let me do it anymore, but it's over..." He deliberately pulled his mouth, "You can't bear to leave."

Fang Zilan acted to hit him, but he didn't know that he was punched by her without dodging. Then he took a few steps back and coughed on the stove for a long time, "Are you relieved?"

"You are really..." Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and said, "I will let Wen Ya remove the Gu on your body. I can die, but you can't die with me."

"If you die, I can't live." The Wheel King said seriously, word by word: "My mission in this life is to live for you and die for you."

Year by year, the old friends are still in love
Chapter completed!