Feng Yan looked at the person in front of her with some puzzlement.

Mei Twelve also stared at her, with a bit of regret and nostalgia in her eyes.

"I feel the loss of a treasure when I think that you will never look at me with such kindness and gentleness for a long time to come, but ......"

In an instant, Feng Yan finally sensed the impending danger.

However, it was late.

Mei Twelve's right hand had already pinched her wrist holding the herb like lightning.

The moment she touched it, the light in Feng Yan's eyes dimmed, and before she could react, the whole person quickly fell into the abyss of unconsciousness.

The medicinal herbs in Feng Yan's hands were scattered all over the place, and Mei Twelve firmly caught her leaning forward body.

"Ah Yan."

He whispered in her ear, and there was no response from the person in her arms.

Mei Twelve lowered her head and silently held Feng Yan's white hand.

Is it because Feng Yan often does carving? Her palms were not as soft as she had previously thought, not only were the roots and sides of her fingers covered with thick calluses, but also the edges of her palms were covered with faint scars from many wounds.

Mei Twelve slowly and gently stroked the details of these hands.

Rough and warm tiger mouth, slightly raised fingertips, naturally curled knuckles......

Time passed slowly, and no one came to disturb them.

Mei Twelve hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised the hand and gently pressed it close to her cheek.

A warmth that had never been felt before swept over his body, and it made people shudder.

He frowned almost immediately, and the hand holding Feng Yan suddenly let go, allowing it to fall softly and lay on the ground.

Mei Twelve lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He put on his white gauze gloves again, then gently stroked the long hair of the man in his arms.

"Good...... Get some sleep. ”

……

Wei Xingzhen in the courtyard suddenly turned his head and looked at Si Yongzhai's mansion in disbelief.

- Feng Yan's breath suddenly disappeared.

It wasn't slowly moving away, it wasn't being carried away by something, but the whole existence was like water vapor evaporating, disappearing out of thin air.

Wei Xingzhen was stunned, and then the strong suspicion was wrapped in irrepressible fear, and suddenly came to his heart.

He threw down Tang Sanxue, who was still chattering, and rushed to Si Yongzhai in a few steps.

Entering the door, he saw Mei Twelve leaning over the door of another room to pick up medicinal herbs.

Wei Xingzhen passed him silently and walked into the back room.

Feng Yuandao was still lying on the chair with a comfortable face as before.

There was no one else in the house.

Even though he had already sensed this result, after inspecting all the houses of Si Yongzhai and still missing Feng Yan, Wei Xingzhen only felt that his hands and feet were numb, and his ten fingers were cold.

Ah Yan is gone......

He was even a little unsteady on his feet, and he only felt that everything in front of him was spinning-

Ah Yan is gone......

Almost right under his nose.

"Lord Wei, what are you looking for?"

Mei Twelve's voice came from behind him, Wei Xingzhen turned around, and saw Mei Twelve standing at the door with medicinal herbs in his hand.

Feng Yuandao straightened up and looked at Mr. Mei who was standing there alone with some blankness, "...... Eh, what about Yan'er? ”

"I don't know," Mei Twelve shook her head and handed over the medicine bag in her hand, "There is no one next door, when I went over, I only saw this medicine bag scattered on the ground......

Wei Xingzhen stepped forward and grabbed the medicine bag and sniffed it carefully—yes, it did have the smell of Feng Yan on it.

Feng Yuandao was a little puzzled, "Then where did she go......

"Did Childe remember something, so he suddenly went out?" Mei Twelve said softly.

Feng Yuandao frowned-it is Xiao Qi's temperament to do whatever he thinks of immediately, Yan'er will not be like this.

Even if she is in a hurry, she will come in and say hello before leaving.

"Lord Wei......" Mei Twelve turned around slightly, looking at Wei Xingzhen with the usual faint smile, "You don't seem to have a good face. ”

Wei Xingzhen lowered his head, his eyes sunk in shadows, barely visible.

"I'll ...... Find her ......"

"Xingzhen-" Feng Yuandao also realized some hidden worries, but before he could speak, Wei Xingzhen had already sunk his forehead and rushed out of Si Yongzhai's house almost frantically, leaving Feng Yuandao, who was still in shock, at a loss.

"This ......"

"Uncle, lie down first." Mei Twelve stepped forward and said, "Gongzi can't leave this Feng Mansion after all, let Lord Wei go to him, and I will pull out the needle for you." ”

Feng Yuandao was a little at a loss.

Yes, it's so late, where else can Yan'er go alone?

He nodded, "Then Mr. Qianmei, can you move faster, I'll go out and have a look." ”

"Hmm." Mei Twelve smiled and nodded, "I'll try my best." ”

……

Wei Xingzhen rushed out of Si Yongzhai's gate, and Tang Sanxue angrily caught up and grabbed him, "Lord Wei, are you using our family as a monkey—"

"Get out of the way." Wei Xingzhen said in a low voice.

Tang Sanxue was about to have a seizure, and his eyes suddenly inadvertently intersected with Wei Xingzhen—suddenly, Tang Sanxue's entire fat body stiffened there, as if the cold winter Layue had been pressed into an ice cave.

Wei Xingzhen's gaze was like a real sharp halberd, and it stabbed a hole in him.

Tang Sanxue shuddered uncontrollably.

"You...... You're busy. ”

Wei Xingzhen shook off the hand of the palace man and rushed all the way out.

Tang Sanxue looked at Wei Xingzhen's back, still immersed in the fear of being stared at and couldn't extricate himself—just for a while, his entire back was already soaked with sweat.

"Grandpa Tang?" The palace people on the side saw that Tang Sanxue's face suddenly lost blood, and they couldn't help but step forward and concern, "You-"

"Don't, don't touch me."

Tang Sanxue took a few steps back to the side in a trembling manner, he just wanted to quickly find a corner where no one was around, and the whole person hid.

His jaw chattered uncontrollably.

After so many years in the palace, it was the first time that he was so frightened by a person's gaze that he couldn't walk.

And...... Was it just a delusion?

I always felt that Wei Xingzhen's eyes seemed to be ......

With some ...... A red halo.

……

Wei Xingzhen avoided the secret sentinel of the Feng Mansion all the way, avoiding all the subordinates who might be met.

In the darkness, his eyes were like candles dancing in the wind, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

The muscles under his sleeves bulged, and the sharp nails that were not human were also visible.

The keen secret sentinel in Feng's mansion had already sensed a demonic aura in the air.

It's just that this disturbing demonic aura is both shallow and extensive, so that people can't discern its direction for a while.

Wei Xingzhen hurried through the uninhabited corridor.

He had no time to think about anything else, fear, remorse, anger, worry...... Countless thoughts condensed into a huge river that drowned him.

"Wei Xingzhen, what are you doing!"

At this critical moment, Du mock suddenly jumped down from the eaves of the corridor.

He had already noticed some subtle abnormalities a few streets away from Feng's mansion, so he rushed all the way.

- Sure enough, the source of the change is here in Wei Xingzhen.

"What about Feng Yan?"

Du Yifeng asked this question, and then looked at Wei Xingzhen's expression head-on.

Looking at each other, Du Weifeng immediately had an answer.

"You calm down, if you want to have a seizure, you can also pick a place." Du Weifeng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pinched Wei Xingzhen's shoulder, he lowered his voice, "...... You really eat dry rice when I am the secret whistle of the Feng family. ”

Wei Xingzhen broke away from his hand, and a beastly moan of anger came from his throat.

The voice made the hairs stand on end.

"Hold your breath!" Du mocked the wind and said sharply.

The autumn night wind rustled the yellow leaves above his head again, and Wei Xingzhen's breathing suddenly froze.

"You must hold your breath too."

"At all times, hold your breath."

Feng Yan's laughter seemed to be in her ears.

"Don't let anyone know...... My husband is a fox."