After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

Despite her own injuries not yet being fully healed, Fang Xiaoran insisted on treating Mo Wen.

No one could stop her; she was always stubborn, and once she made a decision, no one could change it.

Two days later, Fang Xiaoran began to administer acupuncture to Mo Wen. She needed to release the blood stasis in his brain and use her internal energy to pull and repair the damaged meridians. This process was extremely complex and lengthy, and those who lacked physical strength might find it difficult to endure.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the procedure, she concocted several pills for herself to forcefully boost her energy.

After the room door closed, the entire southeast courtyard fell silent. Everyone waited quietly, praying that everything would go well for her.

Everyone knows how important Mo Wen is to her. If something were to happen to Mo Wen, it's unimaginable how desperate Fang Xiaoran would be.

Of course, she wasn't completely unaware of the trial's situation, after all, besides her, there were also Silver Crane and Nine Abyss.

Jiuyuan has already returned. When asked what he had experienced, Jiuyuan seemed to have more to say. It seems that he was able to go on a killing spree during the Netherworld Trial.

In the battle on the forty-ninth floor, he was clearly one of the survivors. Even though some people went to the fiftieth floor, the trial on the forty-ninth floor continued, only the opportunity to go to the fiftieth floor was lost.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Fang Xiaoran was relieved. After all, he had been asked to help, and she would have been worried if he had encountered danger during the trial.

As for Silver Crane, no one knows where he went. All that is known is that he should be safe and sound. It seems that he walked into the Gate of Death and went elsewhere through a secret passage. But no matter what happened, he shouldn't have left the dark alley.

Did something happen?

Therefore, she sent Chu Liu and his team to investigate the dark alley, but they still found no news. It was as if the person had vanished into thin air.

Seeing that she was worried about Yinhe, Gu Yuqing agreed to help her investigate, which put her at ease to treat Mo Wen.

A few days later, Fang Xiaoran emerged from her room, her face pale. Although it had taken a heavy toll on her, at least she had succeeded.

Upon seeing her emerge, Ziju and the others immediately went to greet her, intending to inform Gu Yuqing of the matter. However, Fang Xiaoran wearily shook her head, saying, "No need. I need to rest for a few days."

She rested for more than half a month, and her body fully recovered.

At the same time, Mo Wen also woke up from his coma. Although he woke up safely, he had lost his memory and forgotten everything.

This was not good news for Xiao Ran, but she also knew that Mo Wen had suffered such serious injuries that it was already difficult for him to survive. Anyway, she had plenty of time. The most important thing now was to help Mo Wen recover from his injuries and then gradually restore his memories.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and winter was just around the corner. Mo Wen was still the same as before, often sitting in the courtyard in a daze. Fang Xiaoran would sit with him and talk to him from time to time, but Mo Wen remained silent most of the time.

Fang Xiaoran didn't mind. She kept talking to Mo Wen about the past, hoping to help him recover his memory. Even if it didn't work for a while, she thought that one day, her master would remember everything.

These past few days, Fang Xiaoran has been staying in the mansion. Although she hasn't gone out, she is still well-informed about what's happening in the outside world. Consort Ning's condition is gradually worsening, but the imperial physicians can't find anything wrong, and neither can the doctors in the common folk.

The Empress remained under house arrest. Although she was not stripped of her title, Emperor Zhao continued to ignore her.

Meanwhile, something shocking happened quietly.

That is, the Grand Tutor unexpectedly died at home. Later, there were rumors that the Grand Tutor had been suffering from a heart disease. He was probably caught up in the palace intrigues and felt ashamed and unable to face the emperor, so he died in depression.

This saying has become widely circulated, and everyone feels sorry for the Grand Tutor.

But only Fang Xiaoran knew that the Grand Tutor did not die of illness, but was murdered.

That night, Chu Qi was still at the Grand Tutor's mansion when he witnessed someone appear in the Grand Tutor's room and assassinate him with an extremely sophisticated hidden weapon.

Chu Qi recalled that the man's martial arts skills were unfathomable, and he even discovered Chu Qi's presence immediately. But strangely, he did not attack Chu Qi, but let him leave. This made Chu Qi very uneasy, fearing that Fang Xiaoran would be implicated.

After leaving the Grand Tutor's mansion, he immediately informed Fang Xiaoran of the matter.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoran frowned. "I am not surprised that the Grand Tutor was secretly murdered. Emperor Zhao will certainly not let him go. Moreover, several months ago, someone whose talent was comparable to the Grand Tutor was supported to take the throne. He was obviously there to replace him. The only thing that puzzles me is why that person let you leave."

On the seventh day, he frowned, lowered his eyes, and shook his head.

This matter is so strange that it makes one suspicious.

Was it intentional, an accident, or simply because he didn't care if others knew?

After all, even if someone knew about this, probably no one would dare to say anything.

When the Grand Tutor died, a talented young man immediately took his place. Rumors circulated that the Grand Tutor's death was an accident, but now it seems that it was a political purge meticulously planned by Emperor Zhao.

Emperor Zhao did value talent, but some things had crossed his bottom line, so how could he keep him around?

Fang Xiaoran just didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"Never mind, whatever the reason, there's no need to concern ourselves with this matter," Fang Xiaoran said calmly after thinking for a moment.

She didn't want to get involved in matters of imperial power; as long as it didn't affect her personally, she could turn a blind eye.

However, this also shows that Consort Ning has truly lost power. Like the Empress, although she still holds a title, it is practically meaningless. Emperor Zhao has long since placed her under the pretext of recuperating from illness and has confined her to her quarters. Whether her affair with the Grand Tutor is true or not is no longer important; the collapse of trust is the most serious issue.

As early winter approached, Fang Xiaoran went out with a rouge-colored umbrella, as usual, to visit Jiamu.

She felt uneasy and guilty because Yinhe had not returned. While sending people to search for him, she would also make a special trip to see Jiamu and, as Yinhe had instructed, nurture the Gu spirit within Jiamu's body.

Fang Xiaoran didn't understand the emotional entanglements among them, but she used Jia Mu's name to provoke Tao An in the hope of helping him recover. Although Tao An didn't fully recover, it did have some effect.

From the few words he uttered, it was clear that he cared about Jiamu. He vaguely mentioned that he had caused Jiamu's death, but he couldn't get the specifics of what had happened.

This is exactly what Meng Po said before. Tao An felt guilty, as if he believed that he had killed Jia Mu, and those words were perhaps a relief for him.

Fang Xiaoran told her the truth, and she clearly saw a strange emotion in Tao An's eyes. The emotion was too complicated, like a mixture of guilt and relief, or pain mixed with a certain sense of relief.

However, after the emotional ups and downs, Tao An's condition seemed to worsen, and he began to become dazed. Fang Xiaoran was afraid that the stimulation was too much, so she asked the perfumer to make a calming incense for him and let him rest well.

Jiamu remained the same as before, sleeping peacefully. If it weren't for the flow of Gu spirit, one could hardly sense her life force.

"Although I know you can't hear what I'm saying, I still want to tell you that I met your twin sisters. Senior Silver Crane has not yet returned. I will definitely find a way to find him. You can rest here and recuperate. I will come back to visit you every now and then."

Looking at Jiamu lying on the bed, Fang Xiaoran gently tucked the blanket around her.

Outside the window, a snow-covered, withered branch finally gave way to its weight and snapped with a "thud" in front of the steps, startling a few crows into flight.

She turned and walked out of the room, opened her umbrella, and slowly left.

The first snowfall this year was exceptionally heavy, accumulating a thick layer on the ground and covering the entire courtyard in pure white.

The herbs in the distant herb garden were already covered by snow, with only a few stubborn honeysuckle plants sticking out, shivering in the wind.

After coming out, she got into the carriage and headed back.

Early in the morning, a servant came to inform us that the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion, Gu Yuming, was returning in triumph today, and a banquet was being held at the mansion to welcome him back. No one was allowed to be absent.

To be honest, she was also very eager to see this young master Gu, the unparalleled general.

Although we met a few times in our past lives, we never crossed paths.

All we know is that he secretly chose the wrong side and died at Zhao Jin's hands. We'll see if he repeats the same mistake in this life.