Feng Yan is gone.

In the second half of the night, Feng Yu brought back the news from Changling, Sun Youwei was awakened in the middle of the night, and his first reaction was to confirm Wei Xingzhen's whereabouts, but it was soon discovered that Wei Xingzhen was also gone.

The last people to see him were Yin Shiyun and Du Weifeng, they seemed to have some unpleasantness last night, and then Yin Shiyun brushed his sleeves away, Du Shiyun quickly rested, and after waking up, Wei Xingzhen was gone.

Sun You's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be Wei Xingzhen who kidnapped Feng Yan?

No...... Even if Wei Xingzhen intended to do so, Feng Yan would not listen.

Especially now, when several of her younger brothers have returned to Luoyang from Chang'an, she will not act rashly.

"Your Majesty......" Feng Yu burst into tears.

Sun Youwei shook her head, she endured a yawn and slowly closed her eyes.

"Wait." The empress said softly.

Feng Yu was puzzled, "What are you waiting for?" ”

"Wait for Ah Yan to come back by herself." Sun Youwei replied.

"But in case ......"

"No case," Sun You said slowly, she glanced at Feng Yu, with a faint smile on her face, "Didn't you dream last night, Feng Dai said that he was watching us underground...... She also looked at Ah Yan. ”

……

"Why did Sister come back!"

Xiao Qi looked at Feng Yan in front of her in surprise, she hadn't seen her for many days, she looked a little haggard, but she was still as calm as before.

Xiao Qi looked behind Feng Yan, "Are you alone?" ”

Feng Yan shook her head, "Your brother-in-law is with me, he is now on my father's side, and I will come to see you." ”

Feng Yan approached and looked at the food box in Xiao Qi's hand.

"What are you going to do here?"

"I'm going to deliver food to the sixth brother." Xiao Qi replied, she sighed, "I have to involve a few people to suffer a little with me every time......

"I'll go with you, I haven't seen Rokuro for a long time."

Xiao Qi stepped forward and held his sister's hand tightly.

"Sister, I have a lot to say to you."

……

In Di Chengweng's guest house, Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yuandao sat together, and the three of them gathered around the fireplace to roast the fire.

Originally, he just went to Siyongzhai with Feng Yan to say good morning in the morning, and then chatted and walked with Feng Yuandao, but he didn't expect that while walking, Feng Yuandao pulled him to Di Chengweng's side to sit.

Wei Xingzhen was thinking about finding some excuse to get out so that he could go back to Feng Yan's side, when he heard Feng Yuandao ask, "Di Yang also went up the mountain before, did you meet him?" ”

Wei Xingzhen shook her head, "There are a lot of things going on in the mountains these days, and there is basically no time to be idle." ”

"That's ......" Feng Yuandao nodded, "I'm still strange, he went up the mountain just to find you, why is it that now that you and Ah Yan are back, he is still staying on the mountain." ”

"Yes." Wei Xingzhen thought for a while, "Then I'll ask where he is after Ah Yan and I go back." ”

Feng Yuandao looked at Di Chengweng with a smile, "I can't figure out you, such a good wife and son in the family, what did you do when you went up the mountain in a good manner?" It's still vulgar, come back! ”

Di Chengweng also laughed, but there was no response, he looked at Wei Xingzhen, "I want to ask Lord Wei a question." ”

"It's good if my uncle calls me chaste." Wei Xingzhen took the iron clamp and stabbed the charcoal fire, "You ask." ”

"What is the result of this year's winter festival?"

Wei Xingzhen's hand stopped, "...... It's hard to say. ”

"Whether the sacrificial flag is broken or not, there is a big ominous."

Wei Xingzhen raised her eyes at this time, "Who did Uncle listen to?" ”

Feng Yuandao was stunned, "...... Is it really broken? ”

Wei Xingzhen nodded.

Feng Yuandao's expression froze there, but on the side, Di Chengweng seemed to be hanging on the ground in his heart, and let out a long sigh.

"How the hell does Uncle know?"

“…… Dream. Di Chengweng replied in a low voice.

"You dreamed of the results of the Winter Festival?" Wei Xingzhen frowned, "When?" ”

"Fourteen years ago."

Although Di Chengweng's every word was said calmly, Feng Yuandao and Wei Xingzhen almost held their breath.

Wei Xingzhen slowly straightened his waist, and he looked at Di Chengweng, who was already a monk in front of him, and his eyes became complicated.

Fourteen years ago, seven years ago.

Wei Xingzhen remembered that this year, Di Chengweng suddenly had an epiphany and became a monk, and Di Yang, who was only ten years old, inherited the title of the old duke, unlike the previous life, until the year of Feng Yan's accident, Di Yang was still the son of the Zhenguo Mansion.

He didn't know why, but thought it was a fortuitous accident.

"How...... What's going on. Feng Yuandao stretched his neck and looked at his old friend.

Di Chengweng clasped his hands together and muttered.

"When my uncle suddenly went up the mountain, did it have anything to do with the dream of breaking the flag?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

"It's not just the broken flag, it's a very long dream...... It grew up to the point where it seemed like I spent the rest of my life in a dream. Di Chengweng replied softly.

Even though fourteen years had passed, when Di Chengwen recalled and described the scene in his dream again, he still frowned a little unbearably.

Feng Yuandao blinked in surprise, "You...... What did you dream about? ”

Di Chengweng's gaze slowly fell to the ground.

"There is thunder and earthquakes in the mountains, so that thousands of big trees are burned to the end, thousands of acres of fertile land, all into scorched earth," Di Chengweng said lightly, "and then the sky and the earth rain and blood, the black mountain pass is broken, there is a big water around the city, demons cover the sky and the sun, demons eat people, people eat people......

"In the next few years, there were great floods, great droughts, great famines, great plagues. I ...... has always been alive, every time my life hangs by a thread, I can always encounter a new turnaround, and I don't know if it is lucky or unlucky. ”

"How long have you been in your dreams?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

Di Chengong blinked, "No...... Yes, there have been more than ten years. When I woke up, I was so terrified that I couldn't live my life—"

"I've never heard you talk about it!" Feng Yuandao was surprised.

Di Chengweng shook his head, "I said it, but no one believed me." ”

Feng Yuandao was stunned again.

Thinking about it carefully, before Di Chengweng became a monk, there was indeed a period of time when he stayed closed all day, when he asked Lin, Lin only said that her husband was suffering from a cold and it was inconvenient to see people.

Feng Yuandao's throat moved.

“…… It's just that...... It's just a dream, right? ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a dream or not." Di Chengweng said in a low voice, "Back then, in order to calm the fear in my heart, I went up to Weilu Mountain, wanting to seek the master's guidance, but I ran into a young ......."

"Young ......" Feng Yuandao muttered, "What kind of teenager?" ”

Di Chengweng shook his head, "I can't remember my voice and appearance for a long time...... He said that instead of being frightened and restless all the time, it is better to regard what he sees in his dreams as a reality that has not yet happened, and use this as an opportunity to spend the rest of his life again...... If I can't cross others, can't I cross myself? ”

"So you...... I'm a monk. ”

Di Chengwen nodded.

"Why did the uncle choose to return to Luoyang at this moment?"

Di Chengweng smiled, "Coincidentally, not long after the beginning of winter, I reunited with the young man back then in Weilu Mountain. ”