In the spring of the following year, news came from the imperial court that the Holy Lord might move the capital in the autumn. During those days, Feng Yan entered the palace more frequently, but rarely had to recuperate for many days before she could recover.

Old Madam Feng will come to talk to Feng Yan alone every once in a while, and you will go up the mountain to visit Uncle Feng from time to time, and other than that, it will be leisure for you.

I remember that Gorou would come back twice a month, and every time he came back, he would come to the hospital and talk to you all night.

Most of the time, he talks about his adventures in the Ping Demon Bureau, or some cases that are not essential.

You and Goro are drinking, and Feng Yan is cooking tea on the side. I smelled a very heavy smell of blood in this growing boy, which could not be removed even if I bathed many times.

I think he is probably a very good demon slayer, which makes me secretly wonder in my heart because he has never found out about my existence, and during that time, Feng Yan began to sort out some of the codex left by Feng Bo when he was young.

The records in the Codex are complex and confusing. From tea to snacks, from picking to cooking, there are even many ways to preserve and store food.

I think Feng Bo was probably a person who liked to eat and drink very much when he was young, which is why he left so many records.

Feng Yan reproduced all the methods that Feng Bo had written down on the paper according to the records in the codex. You go to the mountains to draw water and hide water, and when you come back, you make flower dew and pickle preserved fruits Feng Yan even specially cultivated a vegetable garden outside the courtyard to plant some vines, grasses, fruits and vegetables transplanted from the mountains and forests.

Feng Yan verified the records in the handbook one by one, and added a lot of her own experience. In the autumn, a new guest came to this courtyard in the wasteland, and it was Di Yang, the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion.

He can't put down the manuscripts that Feng Yan has organized, and every time you and Feng Yan finish a volume, he will personally come to the door to be the first reader, proofreading and putting forward some of his own ideas by the way.

In this way, the draft was changed several times, and finally sent up the mountain to show Feng Bo. Sometimes, when the prince comes, he will happen to meet Gorou returning home, and the four of you will sit around in the courtyard and talk.

Even now, when I look back, I still feel that those days were very lively, and all the troubles and sorrows in the land were very happy, as if the fallen leaves passed by me in the autumn, and they were gone away in one fell swoop.

Yes, it was not without troubles during that time, for example, Feng Wan had to come over every once in a while to make trouble. After falling off the cliff, she couldn't walk anymore, so she often came up in a wheelchair to Feng Yan's yard to listen to the corner.

Every time I heard laughter, I had to splash Feng Yan's courtyard door with chicken blood and chicken feathers on the second day. When you were about to move to Luoyang, you asked Feng Yan if you wanted to take this opportunity to simply move out to live, and Feng Yan agreed immediately.

So you go to Luoyang first to find a suitable house, and Feng Yan follows the large army of the Feng Mansion and then sets off.

All of a sudden, the days went back to the beginning, to the moment when I was alone with her. Feng Yan personally transplanted all the plants in the backyard to a number of "spring thresholds" given by the prince, and when it was my turn, she suddenly stopped.

"Would you rather come with me, or would you prefer to stay here" I thought I misheard. But she was really looking at me.

"Is it hard to answer, or do you need time to think about it." "You can, see me" "I really didn't notice it at first.

Feng Yan looked at me, "But you were the one who kept me out of the rain that night in the Lion Park." I was stunned.

It turned out that from that time on, Feng Yan recognized me. "I woke up and wanted to talk to you.

But seeing you in the garden with sorrow and joy, ups and downs, if you suddenly come to you for fear of scaring you, don't you want others to find out about you?" I nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then I won't mention it to anyone else. Do you want to go to Luoyang with me?" Rather than not wanting others to discover me, I would not want you to discover me.

I look forward to one, I can have everything ready, standing in front of you, even though I don't know what I should prepare, and I don't know exactly when that one will come.

But I understand, not now. Sometimes I even think that Rao's life is like a white horse, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

I am not in a hurry to recognize you at this moment and a half, and to confess my sincerity to you. I was always slow, secretive, and patient.

I think you'll know all about it eventually, and we don't lack the time. The moment the carriage entered Luoyang, it was another snowy night.

From afar, I saw you standing outside the city with a thick cloak and an umbrella. That night, you took Feng Yan to your new house.

There is also a two-story building there, and there is also a rockery courtyard at the back of the building, where Feng Yan has moved all her beloved flowers and plants, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner.

In that winter, you used to walk on snowy nights. The snow fell on your shoulders and on top of Feng Yan's head.

You drove Feng Yan to enjoy the mountains and rivers around Luodu, took Feng Yan to jump and fly in the Wurao mountain stream, you taught her illusion in the mountains and wilderness, and she quickly showed in this matter that even she had never expected to do these things I have not seen with my own eyes, but when you were away, Feng Yan mentioned it to me once or twice.

I can imagine that. But I couldn't really be happy for her anyway. Maybe my disguise was too shallow, and after that, Feng Yan stopped talking to me about things related to you.

Although I was a little worried about whether she had become aware of my secret, I was relieved.

All the joy you have brought her, I do not covet, and it is enough for me to know that you are in the same joy.

I'm willing to turn my back. At the beginning of spring, you begin to decorate the whole estate with your own hands. Feng Yan showed unprecedented enthusiasm and perseverance in this matter, and she had her own ideas about the flowers and plants planted in the flower garden, the location of the rockery and the guest house.

She wants to plant the cuckoo and the poppy together, and dig a pond on the edge of the rockery, but what I didn't expect is that you would quarrel over such a thing.

The reason is about a courtyard not far from the building, you want to enclose a stone corridor on the edge, Feng Yan wants to plant a row of dense bamboo forests, you argue with each other, and no one can convince anyone.

She always calls you "Xingzhen" on weekdays, and when she is angry, she will add her surname, but she is really annoyed, she doesn't even call your name, and she takes a "Lord Wei" one by one.

You've been called that for several times, but you finally can't help it, and you surrender. Little by little, this estate is rising up and enriching in your hands.

This is the spring of the twenty-fourth year of Fu. At that time, there was less than a year left before her twenty-fourth birthday.