Chapter 818 Tiredness

"Well, I'm here." Fang Zilan squatted down with a rare good temper and held Awan's hand.

Awan is tall, so she looks half a head taller than her.

Fang Zilan held Awan's hand and said in a whisper: "Are we Awan hungry? I saw you eat a lot of pastries at the Wang family just now."

"Fang Zilan..." Awan said nothing, but just shouted her name repeatedly, looking quite like a pitiful little cat, and was so distressing that he called her.

Fang Zilan let Awan shout, but remained in a squatting position and did not move. She held Awan's hand without any intention of letting go.

It took a long time, but it was not until the sun was slanting and the sky was getting darker. Awan shook her hand and acted seriously, "I'm hungry and want to eat bean flower wonton buns and candied haws."

Fang Zilan couldn't help but chuckled, "After saying so much, can you finish eating?"

"Didn't you ask me?" Awan suddenly shook her hand away indignation, "If you can't afford it, I'll buy it myself."

"Who said I can't afford it? I can afford whatever Awan wants to eat." Fang Zilan looked at Awan's jumping back and quickly chased her, holding her hand again, "I was wrong. If I had worked hard, I would still drag you and me to run around. Not only did I have no rest, I didn't even have to eat anything."

He looked straight at the person on the main seat and asked coldly: "Master Wei, where is Deputy General Cao now?"

His response, which still turned a deaf ear, made Zhuge Yu's face darker and said coldly: "Wei Mao, I am not as good-tempered as my elder brother, and I am not patient. I will be spared from polite chatting. If you receive the imperial edict, I will go back and report it."

It was not until he asked someone to bring Deputy General Cao up and saw the unscathed Vice General Cao that she was completely relieved.

"Yes." Zhuge Yu responded, still indifferent to official business, "In addition to Deputy General Cao, the soldiers from Lord Fang's mansion were also taken away from the camp in the suburbs of Beijing. As for the charter, Lord Wei knew what to do."

He had never experienced any rudeness, mixed with a little impatience, which made Fang Zilan hesitate and dare not come forward to ask why.

Zhuge Yu walked to the man in a slow manner with the imperial edict in his hand, leaned over and placed the imperial edict on the table, then stood up and said, "Your Majesty's imperial edict is here, what else should I say?"

"What does it mean to work hard for yourself?" Awan stopped suddenly, "Even if you are alone, you have to have a good meal and rest, why is that all?"

Zhuge Yu stopped, but did not look back, and said in a indifferent tone: "Sister Lan, I still want to report to Your Majesty. Take one step first and say goodbye."

"I won't get rid of you." Fang Zilan slowed down, and her tone became more serious. "It's just that this time the misfortune is unpredictable. I'm afraid you will suffer with me. But only if you are by my side can I feel at ease."

Zhuge Yu held the imperial edict and stood in the center of the tent, with his expression as cold and hard as Fang Zilan had never seen before.

But at this time she had no time to care about his relationship with Zhuge Yu, and she was only focused on Deputy General Cao, and did not think too much about it.

He took the case and gave the imperial edict, and glanced casually, "Just pick any person Lord Fang wants, just pick it. Just pick it and let Wei Wei register it. I still have official duties, so I will not accompany you." After that, he threw the imperial edict on the table and stood up and left.

Fang Zilan stared at Zhuge Yu in a daze, with a hint of imperceptible anger in his eyes, and there was an unsuspecting anger that he had never felt before.

Fang Zilan looked at him and greeted him at a loss, feeling that the distance between them suddenly became much more alienated.

Wei Mao raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "Okay."

Awan was full of momentum and aura. Even Fang Zilan had to bow his head, "Yes, yes, everything we Awan said was right."

Fang Zilan's intuition told her that men's changes did not originate from the imperial edict, but from the person who passed the edict.

Thinking about what Zhuge Yu said just now, he said that he did not have the good temper of Zhuge Ming. Could it be that the person who had a feud with Wei Mao was not the Zhuge family, but Zhuge Yu alone?

But with Zhuge Yu's family and country, why can he get into evil with those who defended the battlefield like Wei Mao?

Zhuge Yu was still wearing a blue dress, and a cloak from a white fox was covered with a gauze-faced fox. The plain white color made him more spotless and added a bit of cold temperament.

As soon as Zhuge Yu finished speaking, he heard him laughing heavily, "You will actually help Lord Fang and ask me for an order, which is interesting."

So she immediately asked Deputy General Cao to stay and select people, while she chased Zhuge Yu's back and came out of a big tent, "A Yu, wait for me!"

After Wei Mao left, Zhuge Yu turned around and left. Fang Zilan couldn't understand his thoughts, but could feel that he was not willing to stay for a moment.

Zhuge Yu was calm and indifferent as usual. He untied his cloak and walked to the charcoal fire to warm his hands, "Mr. Pei is going to return to the Ministry of Revenue today. Does Sister Lan know about Southeast Affairs?"

"I..." Fang Zilan opened her mouth hesitated.

She stood there, watching his figure gradually fade away, and in a trance she felt as if she had done something wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"You are just perfunctory?" Awan refused to let go, and Fang Zilan walked forward on her own, "It's not that I am perfunctory, but that the store has closed its stalls later. What else can you eat?"

"I don't care. Anyway, I must eat beanhua wonton buns, candied beans, candied haws!" Awan followed and grabbed her clothes, "Don't try to get rid of me."

"Fang Zilan, what you say is right now." Awan nodded with satisfaction, and then he found that the bun shop on the roadside was not closed yet, so he hurriedly pulled Fang Zilan and ran over.

She searched repeatedly in her mind, but could not find any rumors about Wei Mao's relationship with the Zhuge family. On the contrary, everyone in the capital knew that Wei Mao's elder brother, Zhuge Ming, had a good personal relationship.

The man seemed to have not heard him and asked uncertainly: "You belong to the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yu?"

Only then did Fang Zilan notice that it was completely different from Zhuge Yu's bad intentions. The opposite man deliberately restrained his aura and dispersed his power, and replaced it with a flash of shock.

Zhuge Yu turned his head and looked at her with a clear expression, "Sister Lan has something to say to me?"

Although it was a question, he said it very confidently.

"A Yu, what happened yesterday..." Fang Zilan was interrupted by Zhuge Yu as soon as she spoke, "It's okay. Yesterday has passed, today has arrived, so there is no need to mention the old things."

"Okay." Fang Zilan nodded thoughtfully and whispered: "People always have to look forward. But no matter what, A Yu, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!