The child grows up very fast, one moment he is still in his mother's arms, and the next moment he falls to the ground and plays by himself.

Time suddenly slowed down at a certain moment, and Feng Yan was stunned to find that she was standing in front of the mirror, combing the young boy's hair.

Not far away, a servant woman was bowing down, babbling and talking.

Feng Yan listened for a while, and the servant woman seemed to be talking about everyone's decision to go to Jinling this summer, but a few people didn't want to go far away, and still wanted to stay at home in Chang'an to rest.

"Do you want to go to Jinling, or stay in Chang'an?" Feng Dai asked in a low voice.

"I want to go to Daizong Mountain." The young Feng Yuandao replied.

“…… Why? There's not much fun in the mountains. ”

"Anyway, I just want to stay with my mother!"

Feng Dai smiled.

Everything seems to be fake, but it smells of reality everywhere.

In the hurried crowd, Feng Yan recognized several servants who had worked in the Feng Mansion all their lives.

None of them are old yet, they hold their chests out like all young people, and they don't have the slightest bit of dragon age.

Feng Yan saw Sun Youwei flashing in the torrent of time - even in such a brief moment, the empress's majestic gaze was enough to make people tremble.

She also saw the layout of the old house in Chang'an, but everything in front of her was completely different from the old house in her impression - there were no flowers and plants everywhere, no rockeries with strange shapes, and no ponds with koi fish......

Everything is neat and tidy, full of white space beauty and Zen.

The days passed faster.

At the turn of day and night, the courtyard outside has also undergone drastic changes.

Feng Yuandao is slowly growing up, and the old mansion of Feng Mansion is becoming more and more lively—Feng Dai's yard has all kinds of plants and trees, and flowers are blooming all year round, but she never seems to cast any glances at these things.

Everything quickly flowed to the brutal node.

Feng Yan waited quietly, but the picture in front of her suddenly disappeared, as if the light of the candle was suddenly extinguished in the wind, all the sounds were scattered with the wind, and she returned to the black world where there was no one.

In this sudden silence, a few slight echoes seemed unusually clear.

"Right...... I can't ......."

"People...... It's going to change. ”

"Forgive me ......"

Feng Yan raised her head in confusion, she shouted towards the borderless darkness in front of her, "What can't you do? ”

No one answered.

"Ah Yan."

Feng Yan suddenly heard a slightly old voice calling her name.

Is it Feng Dai?

But it doesn't sound like it......

Feng Yan tried to find the source of the sound, but she soon found that the sound seemed to be emerging from all directions.

"Don't ...... Believe in the way of heaven."

……

This time, Feng Yan finally woke up completely from the nightmarish phantom.

The sudden north wind made her shiver suddenly, and she opened her eyes, and she found that Wei Xingzhen had left Changling with her.

She tried to raise her hand, but found that she had no strength in her body, and a burning pain came from her lungs.

Wei Xingzhen flew in the mountains with Feng Yan in her arms, and the Feng family's mountain residence was close at hand.

In winter, the Feng family usually does not come here, and there are only a few servants who keep the house and cleaning in this place, and it is very easy to get around.

Wei Xingzhen landed quickly, he kicked open the window of the attic of the Feng family's mountain residence, and then gently placed the awakened Feng Yan on the bed.

"Xingzhen......" Feng Yan shouted in a low voice.

"Don't talk."

Wei Xingzhen wrapped Feng Yan in the quilt, then turned around and put the two windows that she had kicked back on.

- His intuition was not wrong, what dragged away Feng Yan's consciousness was what was under Changling.

In Changling, he had no way to deal with this enemy he didn't understand, but as long as he left Liufu Mountain, Feng Yan would naturally be out of the other party's control.

He lit the lamp and the fire in the house before returning to Feng Yan's side.

Feng Yan's expression was a little ignorant, like a sheep suffering from snow, even if she was wrapped in a futon, she was trembling slightly.

Wei Xingzhen also lay down, Feng Yan pushed away the futon and hugged Wei Xingzhen's waist tightly.

"That was too dangerous just now, how can you let others erode your spiritual sense?" Wei Xingzhen frowned, "What if I'm a step slower?" Have you thought about the consequences? ”

“…… I...... It's cold. ”

Feng Yan said, leaning towards Wei Xingzhen's side again, and she felt the warm fox tail instantly cover her back.

She closed her eyes, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and let out a satisfied sigh.

As if he was afraid that he would forget everything he had just seen after he woke up, Feng Yan intermittently said everything he had seen underground.

Wei Xingzhen listened without saying a word,

"Really...... Strange ......" Feng Yan said in a low voice, "Could it be ...... My dad lied to me too? ”

"Why do you say that?"

"When I was a kid...... He told me that on the night my grandmother died, he stayed by her side and accompanied her on her last journey......"

"Didn't you notice it then?"

Feng Yan shook her head, her eyes were half-open, and she thought for a while.

"Perhaps, what my father said is also the truth." She shuddered again, "That's right, Xingzhen, I'm ...... I have to go to Changling again. ”

"Don't think about it today."

"I know, I know......," Feng Yan replied, her eyes closed, "until then, I'm going to ...... See my aunt. ”

Wei Xingzhen frowned.

Feng Yan suddenly looked up at him, "What about your business......?" ”

“……”

Wei Xingzhen was stunned, Fang Cai's situation was too urgent, he didn't care about paying attention to the broken sword on the ground at all, picked up Feng Yan and quickly left the underground palace.

"You...... You won't forget it in the ground, will you......? ”

"Hmm." Wei Xingzhen replied, "It's not ......."

He reached out and gripped slowly towards the empty space in front of him.

A cyan streamer stretched from his palm to the sides—

When the light was completely extinguished, Samshang appeared in his hand with his sword and sheath again.

……

In Sun Youwei's palace, Du Weifeng knelt under the throne with a calm face.

In the entire hall at this moment, there are only two people, Du Weifeng and Sun Youwei.

Feng Yishu had already obtained the empress's permission at this time, and went home to clean up the aftermath of the two troublesome younger siblings at home, and before leaving, he also said hello to Du Weifeng.

However, when Du Weifeng turned around and stepped into the empress's main hall, the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

The Empress stepped back left and right—even the floating light was gone.

Although Sun Youwei's face was pale, it still carried an unfathomable majesty.

"What the hell is it that you have to remove everyone before you can speak?"

"Back to Your Majesty, Yi Kang and Yi Ping came to look for me last night."

"Oh." A smile appeared on Sun Youwei's face, "Are they supporting you?" ”

"Yes." Du Weifeng replied, "I didn't expect that Your Majesty has been making two preparations in order to resist the Spirit River. ”