After the banquet was over, Fang Zilan followed Zhuge Yu, who was silent, but didn't know how to speak. After thinking carefully, she realized the impact of Princess Erya's words on Zhuge Yu.

Zhuge Yu lost all his parents when he was young, and his sister died in front of the formation. His second brother became a monk, but only his grandfather and elder brother. Now his grandfather is old, but he still supports the entire Zhuge family. The elder brother is completely arrogant and only for

He, the future head of the family, sets up a ladder and paves the way...

"Sister Lan, do you have something to say to me?" Zhuge Yu stopped and looked back. Fang Zilan was stunned, "I..."

"Sister Lan, don't worry, I'm fine." Zhuge Yu shook his head, "Whether the future is limitless or the relationship is shallow, it's a matter of one person and one family after all. As long as it's not in trouble in Dajing, it's fine."

"A Yu, even if Zhuge is full of family and country, you can still leave room for yourself." Fang Zilan said slowly, as if he had considered it repeatedly.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yu shook his head secretly. He still doesn't know how to do it, and he can't leave room for himself. However, he could not refuse the concern hidden behind Fang Zilan's words.

"I know what I know, thank you Sister Lan." Zhuge Yu said that, bowed and said goodbye and left.

At this time, the rain gradually stopped, but the sky was still cloudy and dark, so the moon could not be penetrated, and the light was gone.

Fang Zilan stood there, watching Zhuge Yu's back disappear, and had no intention of leaving for a long time. Zheng Yan, who was following her, couldn't help but speak, "Sir Fang, the palace gate is about to be set up."

"Let's go." Fang Zilan did not take a carriage, but walked back to the mansion. It was already night when she arrived. She thought it would disturb the others in the mansion, so she walked to the side door, but unexpectedly, she met Mo Han and Awan who had just returned.

Just right away.

"Why are you two coming back at this time?" Fang Zilan's eyes were circling back and forth on the two of them. Awan quickly waved his hand and said, "I went out shopping in the market, but I didn't expect to walk a little farther, and it took some time to catch up with me if I took a detour.

After a curfew, fortunately I met Mr. Mo, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back."

Mo Han also explained: "There are some files in the Ministry of Justice that need to be processed. If you don't pay attention to the time, it's time."

"I don't mean to interrogate you." Fang Zilan's voice was a little tired, "It's just that Di Rong's delegation will enter Beijing, and I'm afraid it will be uneasy recently. You must be careful when you go out."

The two nodded and then Awan pulled Fang Zilan's sleeve, looking like she had something to say.

Seeing this, Mo Han went back to the room to rest, and Fang Zilan sent Zheng Yan and walked into the room with Awan, then said, "Tell me, what's going on over the Ghost Sect?"

"How do you know I've returned to the Ghost Gate?" Awan suddenly widened his eyes, and Fang Zilan chuckled, "The capital is just such a big place. Have you walked thousands of times? There are still hundreds of times. What road can you go around?

Don't go home until this time?"

"I can't hide anything from you." Awan couldn't help but mutter, "It's boring."

Fang Zilan raised her hand and rubbed her hair, "What happened next to her may be boring, but what my Awan said must be very interesting."

"Come on, you will coax me." Awan pushed away her hand and curled her lips, "The Ghost Gate released news that the Wheel King among the Ten Kings of Hell rebelled, and everyone in the world could be killed.

If someone takes his head, the Ghost Sect will open the door to this person in the future and will never attack him."

"As expected." Fang Zilan looked calm, Awan frowned slightly, "Aren't you worried about something wrong with Brother Chu?"

"Do your best and leave your destiny." Fang Zilan's eyes were filled with a look of firmness, "I believe Chu Bin, he will be fine."

"You, you are so heartless." Awan shook his head helplessly, and then took out something from his arms like a treasure. "Although I delayed some effort today, I found this."

"What is this?" Fang Zilan took it casually, but was stunned at the moment she saw it clearly, "This is..."

"Auspicious flower!" Awan said excitedly: "Isn't it very magical? I didn't expect that there would be such a plant hidden in the pharmacy of the Ghost Sect. Although it has been a few years, it has been well preserved and is still vivid.

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Even Fang Zilan was also shocked, "How could it be... Didn't Miss Xiao say that auspicious flowers had disappeared more than a hundred years ago?"

"The extinction is true, and this plant is also true." Awan said confidently: "I have looked at it carefully. I just don't know who can have such magical ability to seal this auspicious flower so well."

"Witchcraft?" Fang Zilan tentatively spit out these two words. Awan thought for a while, "It is not impossible. If someone in the Wu family survives, then there will be someone who succeeds."

She said, "But compared to these, I'm more curious about why there are auspicious flowers from Di Rong's tribe in the Ghost Sect, and the manuscripts of the master I've read... Fang Zilan, are you and your master a good thing?

Hidden from me?"

Fang Zilan pursed her lips and listened to Awan before answering, she added: "I know you and your master have hidden me a lot. I'm asking either other things, or the poison on your body."

"Awan, have you taken Chu Bin's pulse?" Fang Zilan asked without answering, and Awan said in confusion: "No, I'm asking about the poison on your body. What does it have to do with Brother Chu?"

Fang Zilan told Awan about the main and deputy Gu, and she suddenly realized, "So you suspect that the poison on your body is not only related to Miluo Yin-Yang Technique, but also to Di Rong witchcraft?"

Fang Zilan nodded, and Ah seemed to think, "Since that's the case, then I'll go and meet Princess Erya and her maid."

"What did you say?" Fang Zilan looked at Awan in disbelief, but she was extremely serious. "It is natural for doctors to learn from each other. Is it just because the other party is a princess and I am a civilian, and there is a difference between superiority and inferiority?

Can't even communicate with medical medicine?"

"Awan, you are right, but..." Fang Zilan showed a sad look on her face. Awan patted her chest and promised: "Don't worry, even if Princess Erya drove me out of the inn, it had nothing to do with you. Then I

Just say it's all my own ideas and I won't lose your face."

"What else can I say about face at this time?" Fang Zilan sighed, "Am I such a face-saving person?"

"Then what are you worried about?" Awan said with confidence: "I am a doctor at the Duke of Yue's mansion. Can Princess Erya kill me?"

Fang Zilan remained silent and said in the end: "Since you have decided, I will go with you."

Awan thought for a moment, "Okay, maybe Princess Erya knows that the poison on your body can have other ways to suppress it?"

"Maybe." Fang Zilan echoed in a word, but she didn't have much hope in her heart. She could hold on for a few more years in her current state and arrange everything, which would be the best result.

Awan: Whether it is witchcraft or medical skills, what is useful is good skills
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