The two of them walked for a long time on the snowy mountain road.

Since he was able to take charge of himself in the Ping Demon Bureau, Feng Yishu rarely had a long talk with his sister like he did today-in the past, he was always talking, and Sister Ah was listening.

However, today is different, when Feng Yan told him about her relationship with Yingying during this time, Feng Yishu suddenly felt as if another person had woken up in her sister's body.

It's not that he hasn't seen Feng Yan like this, it's just that he's too used to seeing his sister's quiet and gentle side.

Sister Ah retold with him what had been discussed in his absence, and by the way, she also brought some of her own understanding.

He was originally very curious about the main members of the martyrs and the talents of these people, but what he didn't expect was that because these details were the best of the best, most of the content in Kuanglu's confession was only known to Sun Youwei and Du Weifeng, and had not been revealed to the public.

The reason why Feng Yishu's words can be trusted is precisely because he accurately portrayed the part related to Ah Yu in such a situation.

"So sister, you still don't know what means Ying used to take you away in the first place?"

Feng Yan nodded.

"It's too mysterious...... Feng Yishu muttered, "and where is he now?" ”

"He didn't say it, I guess he may have returned to Mobei temporarily." Feng Yan replied.

"What are you doing in Mobei?"

“…… Trip? Feng Yan replied uncertainly.

"Running to take a break at this critical juncture?" Feng Yishu thought about it in disbelief, "Then they're too casual......

"This is a critical juncture for us...... But it may not be his. Feng Yan said softly, "I feel that the means of inserting a private person is a must, if others are not here, they may not be able to grasp the changes here, and the Ping Demon Office where Wulang is located is not as good as other places, so it is better to be vigilant with 120,000 points." ”

"I know." Feng Yishu replied, "Where do you still use Sister A to remind me." ”

"That's good."

Looking at Sister A's expression that suddenly eased again, Feng Yishu suddenly remembered that her mother used to say that you brothers and sisters grew up together, why are your temperaments so different.

Now that I think about it, what's wrong?

These brothers and sisters who grew up together, no matter how different they are in dealing with people on weekdays, which one of them is not stubborn and stubborn, and does not hit the south wall and does not look back?

Xiao Qi is like this, Sister A is like this, and he himself is like this.

Although Feng Yan said a lot to him today, Feng Yishu could clearly feel that there were still many things below the surface of the water in Sister A's place, and she didn't mention a word.

……

When the sun was about to sink in the west, Feng Yishu planned to go back.

He originally wanted to send Feng Yan back to her palace first, but Sister Ah just shook her head, saying that it was rare to see the snow scene of Daizong Mountain, and she wanted to walk outside.

Feng Yishu looked at the cold mountain road, "Then Sister wait here, I'll help you call Wei Xingzhen over——"

"No," Feng Yan smiled and pointed to the way ahead, "He's in front." ”

Feng Yishu looked suspiciously at the silent and uninhabited mountain road in front of him.

"Go ahead." Feng Yan said softly, "Don't worry about me. ”

Feng Yan stood in place, watching Gorou return along the way he came, he turned back frequently along the way, and whenever this happened, Feng Yan waved his hand to him, signaling him to go quickly.

When Goro's figure disappeared completely, Wei Xingzhen really reappeared soon.

He had an extra piece of skewer in his hand, and he directly shook it off and draped it on Feng Yan's shoulder.

"Why have you been talking for so long?" He stretched out his hand and waved lightly, brushing away all the snow that had fallen on Feng Yan's body, "Is it cold?" ”

Feng Yan shook her head.

As the sun set, the sky became overcast and the snow fell heavier.

They borrowed a lantern from the palace people who passed nearby, and then slowly walked back along another secluded and uninhabited path.

The two of them didn't have umbrellas, and at first Wei Xingzhen was still blocking the snow from falling on Feng Yan's body at night as if she had been blocking the rain in the past - until Feng Yan found that she had walked in the snow for a long time and her body was still clean, she found that there was an extra barrier above her head.

She frowned in hindsight, "Don't want this. ”

"Yes." Wei Xingzhen grabbed Feng Yan's hand tighter, "It's so cold, when the snow soaks the clothes, it's too late to toss again." ”

"But I-"

"What is a white head in the snow," Wei Xingzhen said softly, he looked at Feng Yan with a smile, "We don't need these false and real intentions, we can go on all the time." ”

Feng Yan was stunned at first, and then laughed, but no longer insisted on anything.

There was no wind tonight, and the snow quickly accumulated on the ground, and the two quickly returned to the palace that Sun Youwei pointed out to Feng Yan.

This is naturally incomparable to the Feng family's mountain residence on Daizong Mountain, but it is still much better than the place where they were confined last night. Feng Yan quickly changed her clothes, and when the palace people saw the two of them coming back, dinner was quickly served.

In the gaps between them entering and exiting, the lights in the hall were quickly lit.

Here is no better than the family, some rules are not up to them, although Sun Youwei once left a will to say that everything is simple, but some red tape still can't be saved.

The only thing to be thankful for may be that the palace people who were assigned to serve by Feng Yan's side generally entered the palace not long ago, and they only operated outside.

Wei Xingzhen untied the belt of his collar and handed the thick cloak to the servants nearby, and he soon noticed that there was something wrong with the way these people looked at him.

"What are you looking at?" Wei Xingzhen asked with a frown.

Several palace people who were originally wandering their eyes suddenly realized the rudeness of their actions, and immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Wei Xingzhen felt inexplicable and asked them to raise their heads and answer, but this time, no one dared to look at him.

"Xingzhen?" Feng Yan in the back room called his name with some concern, "What's wrong with you over there?" ”

Wei Xingzhen stood up and strode into the house.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the palace maids and eunuchs outside are a little strange......"

As he spoke, he walked up to Feng Yan, and before the words fell, he saw that Feng Yan suddenly looked at his forehead and didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Wei Xingzhen asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

"Don't move, I'll take a look......" Feng Yan leaned closer, she stretched out her hand and gently wiped his forehead with her thumb, "Hey, how did you get this, I haven't it on the way back." ”

Wei Xingzhen was about to open his mouth to ask what was going on, but Feng Yan had already turned around and brought him a bronze mirror.

He looked down in the mirror, and saw that there was a long, narrow red stripe above his left eyebrow, like some kind of strange petal, and like a wound that had been accidentally cut.

Wei Xingzhen raised her left eyebrow, and gently brushed her fingers along the diagonal lines.

"Huh? What is this. ”