“…… Who said I'm going to ventilate, your sentinels? Ji Ran sank his jaw slightly, "Let that person come out and confront me!" ”

"No one said, this Heavenly Master guessed it himself."

"Why are you buttoning me up with such a big hat?"

"I bear the blame for the infamy in this matter." Du mocked his ears leisurely, and then blew into the tips of his little fingers, "Then of course I have to make sure that the plan is foolproof, Lord Ji has an opinion?" ”

"Yes!"

"Hold on."

Ji Ran clenched his fists.

He watched Du Weifeng casually turn around and pick up the dry towel on the back of the chair, and wiped his feet numbly, looking like he was about to rest.

He suppressed the irritability in his heart, walked to the chair on the other side of Du Mocker, and sat down.

"I just happened to hear the conversation between Miss Seven and Lord Yin, why did the Heavenly Master decide that I wanted to report the news?"

"Huh." Du mocked up and snorted, "...... Who hasn't grown up at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and you kid still want to fool me? ”

Ji Ran was annoyed, "You said that until now, you can't get a single piece of evidence, this is the crime you want to add, there is no word." ”

Du mocked his lips, "You still want evidence from me, and I also have to ask where your kid's conscience is, I have taken care of you a lot over the years, you and Feng Wan have only known each other for a few days." Just for a little girl who hasn't written a word yet, you come to trick me...... Tsk tsk. ”

"I didn't ask you to take care of me," Ji Ran looked away, "It's obvious that you agreed to my mother without authorization, and took me to Tianji Mountain without authorization—I don't owe you." ”

“…… I owe it to you! Du Weifeng shook his head, "What kind of evil have I done in my last life......

Ji Ran stood up suddenly, "Heavenly Master, you can't-"

"I can't." Du Weifeng replied bluntly, "By the way, I have already found out the whereabouts of the musician named Kuanglu." ”

Ji Ran stared for a moment, "Then ...... next?"

"Listen, Ji Ran, if you really don't want Feng Wan to have an accident, don't do these superfluous things here." Du Weifeng's gaze swept sharply, "If any link really gets off the hook because of your nonsense, you will regret it." ”

……

In the second half of the night, Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen returned to the small courtyard of the Feng family.

Feng Yan endured the sleepiness and went to the courtyard outside to collect the pine needles she had picked earlier. The pine needles that had been dried for several days had a faint aroma in her hand, and Feng Yan still had a surplus after receiving two cans herself, so she used other utensils to serve them, planning to send them to her father Feng Yuandao tomorrow.

On this day, the two did not rest until the end of the ugly hour, so that Feng Yan woke up the next day and found that it was almost noon.

Wei Xingzhen still got up and sat down at the table as always, and the scribe sent a lot of Fengge's votes early in the morning - the local officials handed over the question book, and they had to send it to Fengge first, and the Fengge University scholars drafted the will on their behalf.

They wrote down the handling opinions into a note, pasted them on the top of the song, and then sent them to the Taichu Palace for the empress to see. Sun Youwei would use a red pen to make instructions on the notebook - in most cases, it was directly on the basis of the draft vote.

Because the first assistant was the most senior person in the cabinet and had the deepest understanding of the emperor's mind at the time, he was able to speculate on the holy will when writing the votes, so as not to deviate from the sacred heart and rework many times.

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen sitting there and put pen to paper.

In the past few years, the confidential affairs of the Great Thursday Sea Kyushu have rushed through his pen every day, and she suddenly sighed with some emotion - how could this fox have such patience.

"Chastity."

Wei Xingzhen didn't stop writing, and her eyes followed the tip of the pen and moved slowly, "...... What's wrong? ”

"I'm going to Siyongzhai." Feng Yan patted the jar containing pine needles, "I'll come back after sending pine needles, you wait for me here-"

"I'll go with you." Wei Xingzhen put down her pen as she spoke, "Wait for me to change my clothes." ”

"No, it's close."

Wei Xingzhen turned around, "During this time, you have been staying by my side. ”

Feng Yanwaner – Okay.

It's certainly right to be careful.

It wasn't until Wei Xingzhen took out the new clothes that the Li family had prepared for him from the suitcase that Feng Yan finally understood why Wei Xingzhen said that he would wait for him to change his clothes-it turned out that he didn't know when he had brought these sets of autumn clothes from the Wei Mansion.

Wei Xingzhen stood up and opened her hand to Feng Yan.

"Ah Yan, come and help me put it on."

……

There is no sun today, and the sky is gloomy.

The two of them laughed and walked as fast as they could—it took too much time to change their clothes in the house.

As soon as she entered Si Yongzhai, Feng Yan smelled a smell of herbs rushing to her face.

Counting the days, Mr. Mei should have come to the house again today to give Feng Yuandao an injection, but when Feng Yan went to the back room, she found that in addition to a few maids in the house, there were only two people in the house, Li and Feng Yuandao.

She saw Feng Yuandao curled up his trousers, with a layer of mud on his knees, sitting motionless in a chair and flipping through a book.

Feng Yan approached curiously, "What is Dad doing...... ”

"Dressing." Li Shi brought a basin of hot water to Feng Yuandao's side, removed the medicinal mud from his knees for him, and cleaned it carefully.

Feng Yan looked left and right, "Mr. Mei didn't come today." ”

"Yes, Mr. Mei has something to do temporarily, so it's not good to come to the door today." Li replied softly, "I said that I would have to wait until tomorrow evening to come over—hey, I guess the errand in the hospital is too heavy." ”

Feng Yuandao said with a smile, "It's good to come in the evening, just leave someone for dinner." ”

Feng Yan was a little concerned, "...... I remember that Mr. Mei said before that during this time, my father's leg would be injected every other day, and it would not matter if it was suddenly broken for a day, right? ”

Feng Yuandao put the book, "What's the matter, besides, he also sent someone to send the herbs for the wet compress, just break it for a day, it's okay...... When I woke up today, I didn't feel as much pain in my legs and feet as I used to. ”

"Yes...... Feng Yan also smiled, "That's good." ”

Li Shi looked at the little couple in front of him, "Why are you here?" ”

Wei Xingzhen put the porcelain jar with pine needles on the table, "Ah Yan and I picked some pine needles a few days ago, thinking that the money oranges from Yungui should be about to arrive in Luoyang these days, so I will send some to you." ”

Feng Yuandao stroked his palms and smiled when he heard this—he had been thinking about this for the past few days!

I originally wanted to go to the West Garden in person after applying the medicine today, but it happened that my daughter and son-in-law delivered things to the door.

The family sat down for lunch and laughed a lot.

Wei Xingzhen's gaze often intersected with Feng Yan, he liked the way Feng Yan looked at him now, gentle and playful, just so lazily tilting his head sideways, no longer as distant and defensive as when the two first met.

However, even at such a warm and joyful family banquet, Wei Xingzhen always felt that there was a layer of uneasiness that followed her.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of Si Yongzhai, he grabbed Feng Yan's hand almost immediately.

It seems to be on the eve of the mountain rain, facing the blooming branches of a tree in the forest.