In the afternoon, someone from Dali Temple came again to ask Xiao Qi to make the final identification. Followed by a number of guards, Xiao Qi went out with three thousand years old, and when he came back, he had an extra bag of black plums in his hand.

Although it was already late autumn at this time, seeing that there were newly made black plums on sale in the pharmacy, Xiao Qi couldn't help but bring a pack back, and then pestered Feng Yan to make sour plum soup.

There was still the last bit of residual ice in the Feng family's cellar, and Feng Yan took some sugar osmanthus flowers from the kitchen and barely scraped together the materials.

On this bleak autumn evening, Xiao Qi wrapped in thick clothes and held a bowl to eat iced sour plums.

"Sister, don't you taste it" Feng Yan shook her head and said with a smile,

"The medicinal smell of this plum is too strong, if you open your mouth early next year, it won't taste like this." Xiao Qi smiled,

"I didn't like to eat this either, but today it's just a whim," Xiao Qi sighed when the bowl was placed.

"Sister, I may be in big trouble. I'll talk to you, but don't tell anyone else" Feng Yan glanced at her sister,

"Okay, you speak." Xiao Qi held the bowl and was silent for a while before looking at her sister with a frown,

"I feel that of course it may be my delusion, but I really feel like I'm flirting with Ji Ran." The movement in Feng Yan's hand stopped,

"Well, how do you say that?"

"It's him now" Xiao Qi picked at the wall of the bowl a little tangled, and his cheeks were slightly red,

"He might have a bit of an idea for me."

"Yes." Feng Yan propped up her cheeks, with a smile on her face,

"How did Xiao Qi see it" Xiao Qi looked embarrassed,

"Didn't I go to Dali Temple in the afternoon, but I ran into Ji Ran again, and he ran away when he saw me, and he didn't even dare to look at me. It was only then that I realized that he had run away from me when he was at home in the morning. As she spoke, she couldn't help but scratch her head a few times.

"I felt angry at first, but then I thought about it on the way back, and suddenly I realized that he wasn't shy, so he didn't dare to see me." Feng Yan thought for a moment.

With the little understanding she has about Ji Ran these days, she always feels that Ji Ran, a young man, is not like the type who loves you in her heart.

If you really have a favorite person, with Ji Ran's character, you will probably directly show your heart.

"Then how did you flirt with him," Feng Yan asked. Xiao Qi looked at the sky, struggling to review everything that happened on that rainy night in his mind.

"I can't say flirt, because I don't mean to flirt at all

"We just chatted normally, and then I thought he was a good person, so I said that I wanted to be friends with him, but maybe I didn't grasp the scale, and he just said" The more Xiao Qi said, the more he felt that things were incomprehensible, and his expression was a little frustrated.

"Hey, I still don't mention these details, anyway, it's my fault to say a thousand things and ten thousand, I shouldn't be boring to others, and I'm so close to them." Such an innocent boy who grew up in ancient times, may not have seen a girl take the initiative to make friends with him at all.

Xiao Qi covered his face with one hand,

"How embarrassing it is to be like this now." Feng Yan thought for a while,

"Then you just don't know anything, isn't it, anyway, he avoids not seeing you, and he won't bother anything"

"That's what I said," Xiao Qi looked at her sister with some guilt,

"But if you really delay such a good young man as him, I don't think he is very open-minded in this regard, in case" In case Ji Ran really took the script of the affectionate male supporting actor from now on, and silently guarded her like jade, then who can bear the guilt of not marrying He Lu, who can bear the speed of the spring heart sprouting so fast, and his life experience is so pitiful, this is obviously the script of the male two, three, four, five, six, seven.

But Xiao Qi's words stopped there, after all, the second half of the sentence may be beyond Sister A's understanding. Feng Yan thought for a while,

"Then when the time comes, our family will come forward to introduce him to a good girl, what do you think?"

"That's even worse" Xiao Qi's head shook into a rattle,

"Sister, you still don't have enough words, if I really do this, in the end, not only will I have to live up to Ji Ran, but maybe I will also pull a girl's hatred for myself" Feng Yan nodded, faintly feeling that Xiao Qi probably already had his own idea in his heart.

"What does Xiao Qi want to do?"

"I just can't think of a better way, that's why I feel a headache," Xiao Qi sighed,

"I'm afraid that the more I do at this time, the more misunderstandings I have. So for the time being, I can only take the initiative and not be responsible, if he can't hold back and comes to show goodwill, I will refuse on the spot, and I won't leave him any leeway. Feng Yan nodded,

"That's good, too." Xiao Qi covered his heart,

"But what do I say, there is a feeling of secretly raising fish and being a sea king." Feng Yan didn't ask Xiao Qi about these strange words, and she got used to it in the past few years.

"Actually, I think Ji Ran is pretty good," Feng Yan said with a smile,

"The first time I saw him, I felt like I saw a little bit of your shadow in him"

"How can there be," Xiao Qi waved his hand again and again,

"How can I be so hated when I speak." Feng Yan laughed, this is really hard to say. This night, when Wei Xingzhen came back, it was already the second half of the night.

When he stepped into Feng Yan's yard quickly, he saw that the lights were still on inside, and he pushed open the door.

"Ah Yan" Feng Yan looked up and saw Wei Xingzhen's face looking a little tired.

"You're back." Feng Yan put down the book in her hand,

"Looks like you're busy today."

"Yes," Wei Xingzhen sat at the door and took off his shoes,

"If I come back late in the future, Ah Yan will sleep first, don't wait for me."

"I want to wait." Feng Yan said softly. Wei Xingzhen was stunned for a moment, and her cheeks suddenly became a little hot again. He sat next to Feng Yan, and just as he wanted to reach out to hug Feng Yan's shoulder, Feng Yan got up and stood up, and put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf on the side.

"What's wrong today" Feng Yan lowered her head and yawned,

"Why are you so late, what are you busy with?"

"Although all the martyrs have disappeared during this time, the situation of wild spirits on Daizong Mountain is still not normal." Wei Xingzhen said softly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Feng Yan's mind yesterday, and Yin Shiyun suddenly came to ask if the wild spirit movement in Tianfu for seven years had something to do with it

"Is Du Tianshi in Luoyang these days?"

"I went back to Daizong Mountain this morning, what's wrong" Feng Yan sighed lightly,

"That seems to be a step too late, I still have something to say to him."

"Ah Yan thought of something"

"There is one thing that makes me feel very conflicted, since he knows me so well, he should know that the dragon tongue can't take my life, but he still used so many people's lives to push down the living sacrifice of Daizong Mountain" Feng Yan tilted her head slightly,

"Is it for fun?"