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It's just that now I suddenly remembered the third thing.

He leaned over slowly, wrapped his hands around her back, wrapped one hand around her waist, and the other behind her head, and carried her in front of him.

He hugged her tightly.

"You ......" Feng Jiwen's eyes widened in shock.

He buried his chin in her shoulder socket like a child, as if with endless attachment.

"Ji Wen. His voice was almost inaudible, "I've missed you so much these days." ”

He had never been so scared before he was seriously injured and his consciousness was lost, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that he would never see her again.

He almost didn't come back—and the thought of it made me feel terrified.

He hugged Feng Jiwen tighter again.

Feng Jiwen slowly stopped breaking free, I don't know if she noticed his mood swings, and her eyes were slightly red.

She never knew that people living in the world could have such a complex and changeable state of mind at the same time.

Criss-crossed, although invisible, it seems to be able to tear people's entire hearts to pieces.

If there was a swamp in front of her, although she didn't perceive her situation as early as he did—

But I'm afraid of ...... It's not shallower than what he's sinking.

……

The next morning, as soon as there were signs of brightness in the east, Feng Jiwen got up.

After washing, I went out for breakfast.

"Madam, the uncle went to the morning court. ”

As soon as Feng Jiwen sat down, she heard Qin Yan reminding her on the side.

Feng Jiwen was stunned when she heard this.

She...... I didn't ask.

Because his mind had not yet calmed down, he only said "um" casually, and then took the spoon and bowed his head to eat porridge.

Seeing this, Qin Yan motioned for Xiaoxian to go out and speak.

Xiaoxian stubbornly followed Qin Yan to the courtyard one after another, and stood still under the old jujube tree, and heard Qin Yan ask in a low voice: "Last night was your night's vigil, do you know why the uncle stayed in the wing?"

People say that after a long absence, the newlywed, the uncle came back the night before to see that his wife was sick, and he was stunned to stay in front of the bed until dawn, why did he come back from the palace last night, but he was separated from the room?

Looking at the appearance of the wife who has been in her soul for a long time, there is obviously something going on here.

"Slave maid...... Slaves and maids don't know. Xiaoxian's expression was difficult.

She only knew that before the uncle came back, his wife asked her to grind the ink and write a ...... and leaving the book.

But later, what the wife said to the uncle, she really didn't know anything.

And because he saw that the uncle went to the wing room to rest, he felt bad, so he didn't dare to ask more.

"Don't be because of the old lady's case......" Qin Yan twisted her eyebrows and said thoughtfully.

Xiaoxian sighed slightly in his heart.

The reason why the wife is in a hurry to send this and the book out is that who doesn't want to involve the uncle because of the matter of Yinglian Mansion?

……

In the afternoon of the same day, Feng Jiwen went to Dali Temple again.

Only this time, it went smoothly as usual.

After the guards learned her identity and intention, they did not hinder her from seeing Feng Yinglian at all, and immediately led the way respectfully.

She guessed that there should be a reason for Heshen to return to Beijing.

These errand men have the most sensitive sense of smell, and their ability to steer the rudder when the wind is undoubted.

But in addition to the influence of He Shen, the biggest reason should be my grandfather's current situation-

Even if she was mentally prepared, after actually seeing the old man sitting in the corner of the cell, Feng Jiwen still couldn't accept it.

Hearing that someone was coming, Feng Yinglian, whose gray hair was scattered in a mess, just looked up at her, and then lowered his head again expressionlessly, and continued to fiddle with the dead grass in his hand.

"Grandfather. ”

Feng Jiwen called him in a sour voice.

Feng Yinglian didn't seem to hear it at all.

Feng Jiwen slowly stepped forward and squatted down in front of him.

"I'm Crescent, you...... Don't you recognize me?" she said, with a hint of guidance.

Feng Yinglian lifted his eyelids and glanced at her again, still shaking his head expressionlessly.

Feng Jiwen suddenly burst into tears when she saw his eyes that were old but no longer half of their wisdom and brilliance.

"You...... What are you crying about?" Feng Yinglian opened his mouth to say the first sentence, his voice slow and dull and full of puzzlement.

Feng Jiwen wiped her tears, looked at him and smiled reluctantly, and said, "I didn't cry, I got dirty in my eyes." ”

This fool had some difficulty explaining it, but Feng Yinglian believed it, and let out a sluggish "oh".

Feng Jiwen looked at him carefully for a moment, walked around to his side, sat down on the hay on the ground, and carefully combed the loose braids on the back of his head with his fingers and re-braided them.

Feng Yinglian didn't resist either, his attention was still on the dry grass in his hand, as if he was weaving something.

"Don't worry, I'll take you out of here. ”

Feng Jiwen gently brushed the grass clippings off his shoulders and said softly.

Feng Yinglian didn't know if he heard it or not, and he was still doing his own thing.

Feng Jiwen had no choice but to ask him, "What are you making up?"

"Grasshopper—"

Feng Jiwen couldn't help but smile: "You still make this up." ”

Feng Yinglian also laughed, and then said, "My granddaughter likes it." ”

Feng Jiwen was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "So...... Do you remember having a granddaughter?"

This question seems to have stumped Feng Yinglian.

He thought about it for a while, but finally shook his head.

"I don't know. ”

Feng Jiwen felt disappointed in her heart, looking at such an old man, her eyes were even redder.

Even if he forgot everything, the old man still remembered what his granddaughter liked.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm the emotions churning inside, looked around the cell, and asked, "Do you feel cold while staying here?"

Feng Yinglian shook his head.

"How are you eating?"

He shook his head again.

All in all, no matter what Feng Jiwen asked, he would almost only shake his head, or not even shake his head.

Feng Jiwen didn't say much anymore, just sat beside him and quietly watched the movements in his hands, seeing that he was wrapping the grass straw one by one over and over again, and then separating, saying that it was a grasshopper, even a grasshopper leg could not be braided.

But he didn't get tired of it, as if he only had one thing in his eyes.

"I'll see you another day. Feng Jiwen looked at him and said.

Feng Yinglian didn't even raise his head.

After Feng Jiwen left Dali Temple, she looked up at the clear sky, but she was still so depressed that she almost couldn't breathe.

Seeing that her figure seemed to be a little unstable, Xiaoxian hurriedly held one of her arms.

Fukangan, who was not far away, saw this, and his thick brows were furrowed.

He clenched his palms and tried to step forward.

He already knew Feng Yinglian's current situation, so he felt that he couldn't worry about Feng Jiwen, and he was only worried that she would do something wrong under her impulse.

However, before he could catch up, he saw a person dressed as a small guy approaching Feng Jiwen and saluted her.

This is the back door of Dali Temple, and few people pass by, but this little guy seems to have been waiting here early in the morning.

Then I don't know what he said, but Feng Jiwen nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jiwen was helped into the carriage by the maid.

The carriage turned around and quickly drove away.

Fukangan looked in the direction the carriage left, but his eyes were full of suspicion.

It's just because this is not the direction of returning to the He Mansion or the Yinglian Mansion -

Where is she going?

Non-10 said

I have a lot of nonsense to say about the late update today......

It all started here: when I went out this afternoon, I took my dog and my phone and walked around the house and felt good, but just as I was about to go home and write, I suddenly found ...... I didn't bring the key with me when I went out (and probably didn't bring my brain), so the spare key that I put upstairs in my fifth aunt's house finally played its role today - I was happy to think, it just so happens that my family also has the key to my fifth aunt's house, and I opened the door to go to her house to get my house.

But I suddenly thought again, how can I go home and get the key to my fifth aunt's house and then get the key to my house when I don't even have the key?!

In a short period of time, my mood has undergone a very complex change.

Because there is no one in the fifth aunt's house all the year round, only the children are in the boarding school, so I can only ask my eldest brother-in-law to go to the school to find the fifth aunt's child to get the key...... (During this period, the uncle and grandfather who were still in the field were remotely controlled and commanded)

Such a toss, when I got the key and got home, it was dark, the whole person felt tired, hungry and lonely, even the dog was afraid to walk, and when I got home, I fell to the ground panting, and I quickly ate a bowl of noodles and came to the codeword, so...... Today is still a change _(:3ゝ∠)_