Don't ask where people go

Chapter 593
A Wan stared at the straight road without looking sideways, and solemnly changed the subject, "My master said, I want me to take good care of you."

"Awan, don't mess around." Fang Zilan grabbed the reins of Awan's horse and dismounted, "Wen Ya and you have not left the ghost gate, and you will only cause trouble for him if you leave Beijing so rashly."

"Fang Zilan!" A Wan snatched back the reins of the horse, "If you don't want me to follow, just say so, don't talk about these things."

"It's not that I don't want to." Fang Zilan reined in his horse and stopped, turned around and looked over, "You can see for yourself."

A Wan followed Fang Zilan's line of sight and saw Wen Ya coming on horseback, stopping not far from them.

"Master..." A Wan's face turned blue and white, but Wen Ya didn't look at her, but bowed to Fang Zilan.

Seeing this, Fang Zilan was about to drive the horses away to leave some space for the master and apprentice to talk, but Wen Ya said: "Miss Fang San, I do have something to say to A Wan, but you don't need to avoid it."

Hearing that Fang Zilan didn't move, she quietly watched Wen Ya take out a white porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and handed it to A Wan, "My lord wants me to give it to you."

A Wan didn't take it for a long time, "This is..."

Her voice was trembling badly, Wen Ya's face was expressionless, her voice was not as gentle as before, and there was an indescribable chill, "You know how to use it." He said, but his gaze was on Fang Zilan.

"Mr. Wen, in front of the assassination target, is it really okay to tell the whole plan openly and aboveboard?" Fang Zilan shrugged indifferently, walked past A Wan on a horse, and took the white porcelain bottle from Wen Ya's hand, " It’s better to leave this kind of thing to me.”

"Miss Fang San." Wen Ya's voice was deep, and Fang Zilan casually shook the white porcelain bottle in his hand, "Regardless of whether this thing is useful or not, just say that you and A Wanruo really want my life, I have already Died more than a thousand times."

She paused, raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you and A Wan."

Wen Ya sighed lightly, and Fang Zilan smiled even wider, "Mr. Wen doesn't have to be like this, even if he has murderous intentions, I won't sit still and wait for death."

"Miss Fang San, you made a mistake." Wen Ya whispered: "The target of this assassination is not you."

Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, then realized immediately, "You mean..."

She didn't continue, but Wen Ya nodded, "As you think, the young master's target is him."

Seeing Fang Zilan's smile froze on his face, A Wan asked in a daze, "What do you mean, don't you want me to kill you, sir?"

"No." Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and spit out these two words, and the white porcelain bottle in her hand creaked, as if she would be crushed to pieces in the next moment.

"Don't be like this, that's..." Before A Wan finished speaking, Fang Zilan whipped his horse and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Wait for me!" A Wan yelled, and was about to catch up, but was stopped by Wen Ya, "She wants to die, do you want to accompany her?"

A Wan had never heard such a cold tone from Wen Ya, and felt a jolt, and the hand that was holding the rein of the horse loosened involuntarily.

"Be careful!" Wen Ya stretched out his hand to wrap around A Wan's waist, and carried her to his horse, so that she would not fall off the horse and hurt herself.

A Wan leaned in Wen Ya's arms, looked up at him with lingering fear, and said in a crying voice, "Master, do you want me to watch Fang Zilan die?"

"If she dies and you can live, then the one I would rather die is her." Wen Ya tightened her grip on A Wan's hand a little bit, her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched into a fist, but did not push it away He just shouted: "Master, on the first day I studied medicine, you taught me to be responsible to patients. Fang Zilan is my patient, and I must be responsible to her!"

"Awan, I can't control others." Wen Ya's expression was sharp, "Only you..."

"Master!" A Wan stared at Wen Ya fiercely, "Who do you think I am? I have my own thoughts, not a drug puppet at your mercy!"

"Awan, thoughts are far less important than life..." Before Wen Ya finished speaking, he suddenly took a breath of air. He glanced at the bloody arm that was bitten in disbelief, and then fixedly looked at the instigator. "you……"

"Master, I know you are good to me." A Wan broke free from Wen Ya's shackles, reached out and wiped the blood from her lips, "But, I don't want you to imprison me forever in the name of my kindness, just like now so."

Her breath fluctuated, but she still said every word with great determination, "Master, your kindness to me may not be enough in this life. This time, if I can come back safely, I will stay with you every day in the future." By your side, show your heart."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and without waiting for Wen Ya's reaction, she took a bite on her own arm, which was also bloody and bloody, no less than the bite just now.

"Awan..." Wen Ya hesitated to speak, but saw that Awan was about to vault, he hurriedly pressed her shoulder, and quickly stuffed a pill into her mouth.

A Wan had no time to react, so she swallowed the pill, "Master, what did you give me?"

"Jiedu Wan." Wen Ya got off the horse first, and then carried Awan off the horse, "Awan, keep your word. When you come back this time, you have to stay by my side."

Ah Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and regained her usual vivacity, "Okay, as long as Master doesn't push me away." After she finished speaking, she mounted her horse again, "Master, take care of yourself."

Wen Ya watched A Wan's back disappear from sight, and thought to herself that she was the only one, so she wouldn't ask the bottom line.If it was Fang Zilan, he would have asked clearly about the cause and effect of Jiedu Pill, but...

A Wan didn't ask anything, did she really have no doubts?
However, what Wen Ya didn't expect was that it wasn't that A Wan didn't ask questions, but he was more calm than before.

Even Fang Zilan never imagined that the first question A Wan asked after catching up to her was not who was going to use the bottle of medicine, but "how much do you know about my master".

Sure enough, once people pay attention, they will be extremely sensitive.Even, without any hints, the usually small clues can be connected together to string together the truth.

Fang Zilan originally thought that it was related to Wen Ya's privacy, that is to say, he should tell it himself, but she also knew that A Wan was a stalker, so she only said a few vague words.

But she didn't expect that A Wan came to a conclusion straight to the point, "So, you asked me a lot before, because you suspected that my master is a medicine puppet?"

Fang Zilan pursed her lips, her silent appearance seemed to be her default.

A Wan slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only resentment in her eyes, "My master is not a medicine puppet, but it is almost the same as a medicine puppet."

　Fang Zilan: Isn't my daily life just about living towards death?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)