"Miss Fang San, are you planning to rely on the Fang family?" Wen Ya's face had a look of inquiry. Fang Zilan said leisurely: "Who knows, you can take one step at a time."

She said seriously as if she remembered something, "But, I will do what I promised you. As long as I live for a day, Awan will not have any trouble."

Wen Ya seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, moved a round stool and sat next to the couch, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master doubts me."

"Normal." Fang Zilan shrugged indifferently, "Who have you seen him really trust in so many years?"

Wen Ya pursed his lips, "On the day Di Rong's delegation entered the capital, the young master sent me out of the capital. When I came back, you had already been to the Heavenly Prison."

"This is not a doubt." Fang Zilan pondered for a moment and said, "He just doesn't want me to have a capable doctor around me to control the poison in my body. As for other doctors, he knew that I couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to reveal that he had poison in his body. He could only be next to him, so that the situation he set would work."

"You don't have to comfort me." Wen Ya said helplessly: "I know what kind of person he is."

"Is that true?" Fang Zilan refused to comment, "I've always been curious about whether his illness is true or false."

Wen Ya's expression became a little cold, "You don't have to test me. There are some words that I can say. There are some things that I would rather bring into the coffin than say a word."

"Does Lord Wei want to talk to me here?" Fang Zilan stepped forward slowly, "This is not a way to entertain guests."

"The second thing is about the wheel-turning king... Chu Bin." Before Wen Ya finished speaking, Fang Zilan said anxiously: "Have you found him?"

"What do you want to say?" Fang Zilan's voice was trembling with imperceptible tremor. Wen Ya felt unbearable, but he still said bluntly: "I want to say that the poison in your body shows signs of weakening, which means that the secondary Gu is either dead or seriously injured. You must be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zilan's hand clenched in her sleeves into a fist, and she simply said, "That's Mrs. Ouyang..."

"Before Lord Wei sees off the guests, I want to ask Lord Wei for a clear answer." Fang Zilan said and took another step forward, with a strong momentum that he would not give up until he achieved his goal. "Does Lord Wei agree or object to Ouyang Zirou take over the Arsenal?"

Wen Ya said directly: "The first thing is that Cong Rong is the young master's man and one of the few remaining Huanshi girls in this world."

Fang Zilan shook her sleeves and said blankly: "Thank you, Lord Wei, for your advice."

"Maybe Huanyan is not bad to me, I can't bear to kill her sister Xinniannian." Fang Zilan couldn't see any expression on her face, but there was a little nostalgia in her eyes.

Wen Ya's expression became colder. Seeing this, Fang Zilan stopped when she saw it, sat upright and asked seriously: "What is the second thing?"

Fang Zilan thought about this and felt a slump in her heart. If Ouyang Zirou had really entered the court, her life would not be better than today. I think Li Shengxuan knew it well, so he set up this game.

"How I treat Lord Fang depends on what Lord Fang wants to say." Wei Mao picked up his arms, looking like he was keeping others from thousands of miles away. "If Lord Fang wants to talk about Miss Ouyang, then I can only see you off. As for other matters, please."

Now two of the six votes agree and two abstentions mean that if you want to exceed half, the remaining two votes must be in favor.

"I'd known this long ago." Fang Zilan's voice was dull, and Wen Ya looked at her in disbelief, "You knew it long ago, but you didn't kill her?"

Fang Zilan's hands tucked in her sleeves tightly into a ball, "I believe Chu Bin, he will be fine..."

After the words finished, he had no intention of inviting Fang Zilan into the hall. He seemed to have already confirmed that she came for Ouyang Zirou.

The following words were stopped by Wei Mao, and Fang Zilan did not hear them, but she was more concerned about the attitudes of the Dugu family and the Huangfu family than the relationship between the uncle and nephew.

"Miss Fang San." Wen Ya emphasized his tone and said word by word: "You have worked for the young master for many years. You should know better than anyone else about his methods of doing things. Is Chu Bin really possible for him to survive?"

On the one hand, it is to give face to those who oppose the court, and not to use the power of the emperor, so as not to cause greater trouble in the future. On the other hand, it is also to hope that all the families in charge of military power will support Ouyang Zirou. In this way, if anyone in the court wants to touch Ouyang Zirou in the future, they will have to consider it carefully.

"Mr. Fang, don't be polite." Wei Mao left this sentence and turned around and left. Seeing this, Wei Xing'er hurriedly chased after him, "Uncle, you obviously have to... in your room..."

I am afraid that Li Shengxuan's move will also test all the aristocratic families who hold military power. The attitude he had issued before was obvious. Ouyang Zirou's entry into the court was a foregone conclusion, and it would be just a civil servant who jumped his feet, but if the generals also opposed it...

"You are so kind to a woman." Wen Ya shook his head disapprovingly: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have let Awan help you restore your memory."

"Never." The simple words shattered Fang Zilan's hope. She stumbled: "Then..."

As for the deeper aspect...

Wen Ya asked replies without answering, "Have you ever thought that the domineering and powerful Gu Fei in your body is the leader in the world? Why can Princess Erya use other Gu insects to temporarily control your mind?"

She asked directly, and Wei Mao answered neatly, "I agree with General Xiahou, and this matter should be decided by His Majesty."

"I don't know that in Lord Fang's heart, I would be a person with two faces and three swords." Wei Mao stopped her without hesitation, "How did I return to Mrs. Ouyang just now, and how will I return to Lord Fang now."

"I have to see people alive, and I have to see corpses when I die." Fang Zilan said in a cold voice: "I don't believe anyone before I see him."

"Mr. Wen, aren't you willing to tell me about this today?" Fang Zilan teased, "If I really killed Cong Rong early in the morning, would you please bear to?"

Wen Ya opened his mouth and before he could say anything, Fang Zilan added: "I don't believe a word."

"Well. You have always been..." Before Wen Ya finished speaking, he heard a hurried knock on the door, followed by Qiu Chan's shout, "Mr. Wen, how is my lady?"

Wen Ya walked over and opened the door, and saw Qiu Chan holding the door frame in a daze, looking into the room with his head protruding, "Miss?"

"What happened?" Wen Ya blocked Qiu Chan's view, and then she realized that Mo Han was still following her, "Young Master Mo..."

"Mr. Wen, King Rong'an is here." Mo Han frowned, "The prince asked to see Miss Fang San."
Chapter completed!