Wei Xingzhen calmed down a little - sure enough, he should still come and ask Feng Yan directly what he thought.

Calculate the eight characters and the like...... It's that I'm thinking too much.

"By the way," Wei Xingzhen said again, "Mr. Mei, what do you think?" ”

"How?"

“…… It's this person, what do you think. ”

Feng Yan's gaze left the scroll in his hand, "I want to ...... How to understand your question. ”

"I'm not jealous." Wei Xingzhen explained.

Feng Yan leaned over, "...... But I didn't say you're jealous. ”

"......" Wei Xingzhen was silent for a while.

I feel that this problem is easy to draw more and more black.

He turned, "Just assume I'm jealous...... Does Ah Yan feel that there is anything wrong with this person? ”

Feng Yan smiled and shook her head.

"Isn't there anything weird at all?" Wei Xingzhen asked with a frown.

“…… Xingzhen thinks something is not right? ”

Wei Xingzhen didn't answer, it was better to say that he didn't know how to answer.

Tell Feng Yan that he thinks there is something wrong with Mei Twelve's gaze at her?

Feng Yan may not believe it when she says it, and ...... If you really care, it's messed up.

Seeing that Wei Xingzhen didn't speak, Feng Yan also pondered for a moment, and then said softly, "This Mr. Mei is indeed a little strange. ”

She roughly told Wei Xingzhen about the conversation with Mei Twelve in the corridor today, including a certain similarity she felt in Mei Twelve.

"His mood rarely fluctuates," Feng Yan said softly.

"Even when I'm talking to you?"

"Of course." Feng Yan glanced at Wei Xingzhen with a smile, "What are you thinking?" ”

Wei Xingzhen shook his head, he hugged Feng Yan from behind and didn't say anything.

The two lay quietly together, and Wei Xingzhen once again buried her head in Feng Yan's hair scattered around her neck.

Feng Yan felt that he bit his back shoulder again, but this time he restrained himself without force.

"Why......" Feng Yan raised her head slightly, "Why can't I feel your thoughts, Xingzhen?" ”

"Ah Yan wants to know, what am I thinking?"

Feng Yan nodded.

Wei Xingzhen held Feng Yan's hands and clasped them with her fingers, "I don't know either...... Sometimes I feel happy and satisfied, and sometimes I feel uneasy and afraid. You're not around, I'm afraid I'll never see you again when I come back; With you, I'm starting to worry about how long this kind of life will last again......"

Wei Xingzhen hugged Feng Yan hard, "...... Over and over again, it's sweet, it's heavy, Yan. ”

Feng Yan in her arms didn't speak, and Wei Xingzhen heard her exhale softly, not knowing whether she was laughing or sighing.

"I ......" Wei Xingzhen lowered her head, and wanted to say something more, but Feng Yan's hand was already hugging his neck.

The two kissed silently.

Wei Xingzhen closed her eyes, Feng Yan also closed her eyes, although they were not looking at each other, but there was no one else in their hearts and eyes.

The world around us seems to be blooming one by one, which is intoxicating and forgetful.

Wei Xingzhen's hand was tightly held by Feng Yan.

At first, Feng Yan's kiss was like a butterfly, gently falling on his eyebrows, eyelashes, and her nose touched his lightly, as if she wanted to use the kiss to remember Wei Xingzhen's appearance, until finally, she finally found Wei Xingzhen's lips, and after a moment's pause, the lips of the two trembled and glued together......

At this moment, even breathing is sweet.

Wei Xingzhen followed Feng Yan, and the two seemed to sink into the same happy dream. Everything in the world seems to cease to exist, and all the bad things that have happened and have not yet happened have been swept away by the breath of the ear.

He forgot about himself and just wanted to give everything to his lover in exchange for her joy.

- She loves me.

- She loves me too.

……

At night, there was an urgent call from the palace to ask Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan to enter the palace at the same time.

In the middle of the night, the eunuch who ordered the order had such a solemn face, obviously it would not be a good thing to wait in front of him, but Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan held each other's hands and got into the carriage.

The two of them leaned together in the car, blowing the night breeze, as if the road did not lead to Sun Youwei's Taichu Palace, but was part of a night tour.

Feng Yan has never felt that this road is so short like today, and she hopes that the carriage can be slower, slower...... But when the carriage and horse stopped in front of the palace gate to the Xuanmen, she felt that it didn't matter again.

Because Wei Xingzhen jumped out of the carriage, and then stood on the ground and stretched out his hand to her.

From the Xuanmen to the Taichu Palace, the hands of the two were reluctant to let go for a while.

Under the deep palace gates and corridors, they shook hands in different ways, sometimes with ten fingers, sometimes one holding a few fingers of the other, and sometimes gently rubbing the back of each other's hands with their palms......

Both of them were full of happiness in their hearts, and their steps were also very slow, as if they were a little faster, and the joy in their hearts could not help but fall to the ground, startling the eyes of others.

Until the lights of the Taichu Palace appeared not far ahead, both of them sighed slightly in their hearts.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand from Wei Xingzhen, and the expression on her face gradually became indifferent.

The same is true for Wei Xingzhen.

It wasn't until the two of them stepped on the eighty-one steps in front of Sun Youwei's palace together that they were finally willing to think about what the empress's summons tonight might mean.

In the main hall, many familiar faces stood there.

Peach Blossom Guard, Ping Demon Administration, Si Tiantai, Dali Temple...... Almost all the important prefects stood in front of Sun Youwei's seat with gloomy faces, and they heard the footsteps and cast a glance at Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan in unison.

Almost as soon as she entered the door of this palace, Feng Yan's heart rose.

She had never seen Sun Youwei so angry as she was today, and the empress's breath, every wisp was almost like a sharp bayonet that had just been cut.

Feng Yan saw Du Weifeng kneeling in front of the palace, frowning, and still stained with tea leaves on his body—a few pieces of broken porcelain scattered around him.

Several of Feng Pavilion's second assistants and group assistants also arrived, they stood at the very edge of the crowd, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Wei Xingzhen finally appear.

Now that the Commander has arrived, the Holy Thunder Fury has a new place to go.

What's more, in such an eventful time, Wei Xingzhen even left the official office and stayed with her newly married wife all day long, which was outrageous.

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan bowed under the empress's seat.

"Lord Wei, this is the excerpt that Du Tianshi presented tonight, I guess you haven't seen it yet." Fuguang handed a book that was already a little damaged and kowtowed to Wei Xingzhen's hand, and then said to Feng Yan, "Son, let's take a look at it too." ”

Wei Xingzhen unfolded the chapter, and together with Feng Yan, read it at a glance.

After reading the first third, the brows of both of them furrowed at the same time.

“…… And you want to move the capital again? ”

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