The two of them didn't have a clue for a while.

In order to avoid suspicion from the people in the palace outside, Feng Yan called a basin of hot water and wiped her forehead as Wei Xingzhen in the house.

By the time the two of them went out again, Wei Xingzhen had already covered the red lines on his forehead with illusions.

Wei Xingzhen didn't feel anything, but Feng Yan was uneasy, in the dead of night, the two of them closed the door and closed the window and lay together, Feng Yan leaned down beside Wei Xingzhen, holding her breath and observing this new trace.

Feng Yan's fingertips were warm, and Wei Xingzhen pillowed her other hand, letting her hold her face and take a closer look.

"Never before?" Feng Yan asked in a low voice.

Wei Xingzhen closed her eyes and shook her head.

Feng Yan furrowed her brows, "Then what's going on......"

"Don't look at it."

Wei Xingzhen's eyes were half-opened, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle because of sleepiness, he showed a lazy smile, brushed Feng Yan's fingers away, and hugged her sideways.

He leaned his head on Feng Yan's neck, and with a slight lift of his hand, he extinguished the candlelight in the room.

"Sleep." Wei Xingzhen said in a low voice.

Feng Yan was quiet for a while, although the lights were out, there was still light in the room.

Her left hand and Wei Xingzhen's right hand were clasped together, both of them curled their legs slightly, their toes touching together from time to time, and then parting.

Feng Yan listened to his slow and even snort, and her eyes were closed, but she couldn't sleep as she listened to her heartbeat.

After another moment, Feng Yan lowered her head, pulled her left hand out of Wei Xingzhen's side, and then gently touched his ear with the back of her fingers.

Seeing that Wei Xingzhen didn't react, she kissed his eyebrows and the tip of his nose again.

Wei Xingzhen moved slightly and turned over.

Feng Yan propped up her side face and quietly looked at the person next to the pillow.

Who is this person who sleeps next to me defenselessly?

How did he get here? How can you meet me?

"Chastity." Feng Yan couldn't help but shout.

"Hmm......" Wei Xingzhen replied in a daze.

Feng Yan's heart softened when she heard this, and she suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled Wei Xingzhen in her arms without saying a word, and a lost imagination arose spontaneously in the warm embrace, making Feng Yan unable to sleep peacefully.

Wei Xingzhen also woke up, his sleepiness was like a puddle of startled water birds, fluttering away from him.

He also hugged Feng Yan, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but he felt that this scene was a little familiar.

"Don't be afraid." He patted Feng Yan on the back, "Just let it be." ”

"yes, I know."

……

On the white jade stone road of Liufu Mountain, Sun Youwei and Feng Yu walked one after the other.

The two slowly entered the ground along the stone steps, and Old Madam Feng stopped on the side of the road several times with her cane in hand, gasping and waiting for the tired feeling to pass.

Sun Youwei didn't care, whenever this happened, she stood aside and waited as usual.

"Let's ...... Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time. After resting, Feng Yu got up with his cane again, "The minister can continue to move forward." ”

Sun Youwei glanced at her, "What year are you born?" Twenty-one years of sincerity? ”

"Twenty-three years of sincerity." Old Madam Feng replied, "Xiancheng was born in the twenty-first year, and it is my sister. ”

Hearing these two familiar years, Sun Youwei frowned slightly.

Xiancheng twenty-one years, it was the year when her first husband died, and she was taken back to the palace by her father in grief, and two years later, her father died and her brother ascended the throne.

She was only twenty-one years old.

Sun Youwei pinched his fingers and calculated, "Then you will only be sixty-seven this year...... Why is it so old? I'm twenty years older than you. ”

Old Madam Feng smiled, "Your ...... How can it be compared with His Majesty. ”

Sun Youwei heard that this was the flattery of her subordinates, but she was not satisfied with this answer, she thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little relieved, "Is it because of the accident in the first year of Tianfu?" ”

"Your Majesty remembers."

"How could I not remember." Sun You's eyes sank slightly, and he smiled, "I have looked at Ah Yan several times, and I feel that it is not someone else standing in front of me, it is your sister Feng Dai." ”

"My sister has been gone for more than twenty years......"

"Twenty-one years." Sun Youwei corrected.

Old Madam Feng was silent.

By the time she had finished the long stone staircase, she had gradually regained her pace of walking.

Feng Yu led the emperor through the underground starry sky of the Feng family's daughter, bypassed the huge armillary sphere, and finally entered the most secret place under the Six Fu Garden-Changling.

At the first glance of Changling, Sun Youwei's expression stiffened on his face because of intense shock.

For the first time in so many years, she felt an unquenchable sense of fear—more than half of the white jade tombstones in front of her had been destroyed, and they were shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Sun Youwei slowly approached.

The ground where the tombstone had been standing left a bottomless black void, and she kicked off a piece of rubble, and waited for a long time, but never heard any response.

"The minister is absolutely not alarmist, this situation is as good as the accident in the first year of Tianfu." Old Madam Feng's voice was low, "The tomb that was destroyed by my sister back then, but only one out of ten, and more than two-thirds of it was destroyed this time......"

Sun Youwei's cheeks, which were originally bloodless, became even paler at the moment.

"Two-thirds of the time is destroyed, how can Linghe still be able to hold it?"

Feng Yu smiled sadly, "Perhaps...... It's my sister's credit. ”

Sun Youwei walked slowly back along the remaining tombstone, and finally stopped in front of the stone tablet with the word "Feng Dai" written on it.

Of all the remaining tombstones, this is the most intact one, with no cracks on its body and still in its most intact state.

The sudden earthquake didn't seem to hurt it in the slightest.

Feng Yu slowly walked behind Sun Youwei, and her gaze always stayed on the word "Feng Dai".

The Emperor's hand slowly stroked the name of the stone carving.

Feng Dai died in the first year of Tianfu, and she should have been forty-nine years old that year.

I don't know why, whenever Sun Youwei thinks of her, she always looks like a young girl in her mind.

Maybe it's because after the age of twenty-four, Feng Dai rarely appears in front of everyone.

Sun Youwei withdrew his hand.

"I remember that she was the most gifted of your generation."

"Yes, I was the most talented in life, and the seal after death was also the most powerful," Feng Yu said softly, she let out a few self-deprecating smiles, "If it weren't for my sister still staying here, Your Majesty and I wouldn't have to worry about Linghe's affairs today." ”

Sun Youwei turned around, "Do you want me to give Ah Yan and Wei Xingzhen peace and separation, do you think she will follow the old path of Feng Dai back then?" ”

"It's hard to say." Old Madam Feng said in a low voice, "After all, this matter should not be delayed any longer, otherwise we will die under our own curse without waiting for the martyr to do it, Your Majesty." ”