On the carriage to the Zhenguo Mansion, Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen were relatively speechless.

Wei Xingzhen kept looking at the scenic pedestrians outside the car window, and Feng Yan looked at him with her spare eyes.

This man's side was so quiet that sitting next to him was like sitting in the middle of a mountain forest after the snow. She couldn't feel Wei Xingzhen's mood at all, no joy, anger, or sorrow.

"You've got this carriage ready in the morning?" Feng Yan suddenly spoke.

"Hmm."

"Could it be that Lord Wei knew that there would be such a mess today?"

Wei Xingzhen was silent for a moment, but still nodded, "...... Be. ”

This kind of honesty was something Feng Yan didn't expect, she thought for a while, and then asked, "Is that tree demon also a friend of Lord Wei?" ”

Wei Xingzhen quickly shook her head, "I don't know it...... How could Madame think that the dryad was my friend? ”

Feng Yan raised her eyes and looked at Wei Xingzhen's face seriously - but it didn't work, Wei Xingzhen's whole body was foggy, and she still couldn't notice anything.

Feng Yan retracted her gaze, "It's nothing, it's just an intuition...... Did you offend Lord Wei? ”

"No, it won't." Wei Xingzhen replied, he frowned and thought for a moment, "Madame's intuition has always been very accurate, maybe I really have contact with that dryad, I don't know, I'll check it out." ”

Feng Yan couldn't help but look sideways, "...... Who told you that my instincts were accurate? ”

Wei Xingzhen didn't answer, but looked out the window of the carriage again.

"It's coming, ma'am—"

"I'm not used to hearing this title," Feng Yan said lightly, "Please also ask Master Wei to call my name directly." ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yan faintly felt that the expression of Lord Wei nearby had changed a little.

She still looked at Wei Xingzhen beside her with her spare eyes, only to see his throat move slightly a few times, but she never made any sound.

What a weirdo. Feng Yan thought.

The carriage stopped, Wei Xingzhen jumped off the ground first, and then turned around to help Feng Yan get out of the car.

When the two shook hands, Wei Xingzhen took a deep breath, and for some reason paused for a moment before speaking softly with a bit of suspicion.

"Ah Yan, slow down."

……

After getting out of the car, Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen slowly stepped into the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion together.

However, the strange thing is that from entering the door to passing through the courtyard, Feng Yan hardly saw the shadows of a few family members, and the huge manor seemed to be guarded by only a dozen people.

On the morning of the summer solstice, the sun was warm and everything in the mansion was alive.

In such a place where everything grows and there are few people, Feng Yan once again feels the leisure that she has not seen for a long time.

Is this the case with the Zhenguo Mansion on weekdays?

She reached out and stroked the railing of the curved bridge, this dusty texture made Feng Yan quickly reject her previous thoughts.

Probably it was Lord Wei's arrangement again.

Wei Xingzhen took Feng Yan to a secluded courtyard, and there were two Taoist children about six or seven years old standing in the courtyard, both of them looked a little jerky and timid, seeing Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen coming, the two Taoist children invariably lowered their heads.

Feng Yan couldn't help frowning, this was really strange......

When she was in the Feng family, there was no permanent subordinate in her courtyard, and the servants of the Feng family always went to Feng Yan at a fixed time, bringing food and making beds, replenishing tea, and taking away a change of clothes and bedding - but no one would ever stay with Feng Yan for a long time.

Because Feng Yan doesn't like it.

If you want to be an errand in the Feng Mansion with a prominent family, not only must you be sharp with your hands and feet, but also have a fast brain, you must know how to look at the eyes of the master, and know what to say and what not to say.

These survival wisdoms polished under the strict hierarchy can certainly allow some intelligent leaders to gain a firm foothold in the Feng Mansion, but these two faces make Feng Yan feel the most tired.

She knew why she didn't eat minced meat, so she never dismantled anyone's woven armor in public, but she also drew a clear line of land and lived a solitary life in the northwest corner of Feng's mansion.

However, children are an exception, even if they are naughty and noisy, they still don't know how to hide their thoughts.

Most children are angry and angry, unlike adults who always keep all their grievances and fears in their hearts - and end up with a lot of malice that even they can't imagine.

Feng Yan hates being close to people, but most of the time she doesn't resist staying with the children - this is something that Wei Xingzhen also knows, so she will arrange for two Taoist children to wait here.

Feng Yan looked at the two children in front of her, perhaps because she grew up in the mountains, these two Taoist children still carried the aura of the mountains.

"Who are you?" Feng Yan asked softly.

The two Dao boys glanced at each other, one of them made a dignified gesture, and replied, "We are here to temporarily accompany Mrs. Shoufu in the mansion on the order of the master. ”

"Accompany me?" Feng Yan lowered her eyes, "No, ...... Go play somewhere else. ”

As she spoke, Feng Yan had already pushed open the door and walked into the house alone. The two Dao boys were stunned for a moment, followed Feng Yan to look inside the house, and then looked back at Wei Xingzhen, who was still outside the house, with puzzlement.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?"

"Go and call the people outside to get some water." Wei Xingzhen said softly.

"Oh, yes." The two Dao boys ran away.

Wei Xingzhen stood alone in the courtyard for a while, looking in the southeast direction.

Looking at the sky, the hour should have passed.

……

Inside the house, Feng Yan was already sitting on the edge of the collapse, and Wei Xingzhen walked to the opposite side of her after entering the house and sat on the ground.

The two Taoist boys quickly carried water into the house, and then quietly retreated, bringing the door up from the outside.

There were tea sets and a few cans of this year's new tea on the coffee table, and the azure porcelain jar was cracked with ice chips, and Feng Yan's hand gently stroked the wall of the jar.

"My mother also has such a Longquan celadon jar."

"Yes." Wei Xingzhen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she suddenly understood something, and said softly after a long time, "That'...... It's a coincidence. ”

The wind slowly blew into the house from the window, and the rustle of leaves and insects made this morning seem extraordinarily peaceful.

Feng Yan straightened up and began to pick charcoal to boil water.

"That tea can, which my mother regards as a treasure, is easy not to use," Feng Yan said softly, "Every year, only before and after the rain in the valley, when she invites three or five friends to her home for a small gathering, will the tea pot be used to hold the seasonal Taihu Biluo Spring to entertain guests." ”

"The spring of Taihu Lake before the Ming Dynasty is very rare." Wei Xingzhen said softly.

"Yes, when I was in Chang'an in the past, there was probably only our Feng family's Biluochun, and it has not been broken every year."

Feng Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the fire on the side.

"When I was a child, I heard that if you want to make a high-quality Biluochun, you can only take a small part of the tea buds that are the most tender on the tea tree...... And sixty or seventy thousand tea buds can fry one pound of tea, so every year Biluochun is always hard to find. ”

"Those who are all over Luo Qi are not silkworm breeders. These high-quality Biluochun tea farmers themselves will not drink. Feng Yan said softly, "They will pick the remaining old leaves from the tea tree, ferment and roast...... It is made into black tea, and it is also very fragrant. But more importantly, this tea is cheap, and the name is ......"

"Biluo Red." Wei Xingzhen said softly.