After the servant woman left, the courtyard was restored to peace. Feng Yan gently held her forehead. It was only a month since she moved to Wei Xingzhen's mansion, and when she came back, she became a little unfamiliar with many things.

For example, these servant women, they often have some subconscious distractions when they work. In the past, Feng Yan could probably get used to it, and it would be over after a while, but recently she felt that all this was intolerable.

That's not good. A torrential rain began at noon and suddenly turned into a torrential downpour at dusk.

Feng Yan found the spare carving knife left in the courtyard, took a square piece of wood and carved it with his hands, and slowly wore it away for a while.

These days, she has lived day and night upside down, but her spirit has not been weakened. Most of the time, she doesn't see anyone, as long as she holds the carving knife in her hand, she can think of nothing in her heart.

In the evening, there was a brief commotion outside, and then it quickly calmed down. A little later, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard, and Feng Yan knew it was Wulang as soon as she heard it.

"Sister" Feng Yishu's voice is still harsh even through the rain,

"Sister, are you there, Sister" Feng Yan took the umbrella and walked through the courtyard to open the door. Feng Yishu held the umbrella perfunctorily, his feet were all wet with rain, and he smiled when he saw Feng Yan,

"Sister"

"What's wrong?"

"I'll come to see you" Feng Yan was a little inexplicable, and just wanted to refuse, Feng Yishu had already crossed the threshold and strode towards the courtyard.

Feng Yan sighed lightly and didn't care. She closed the door and walked back to the house after Gorou. She took a towel and asked Feng Yishu to dry the rain on her body and head, Feng Yishu didn't care much about it, just took the towel and wiped it on her face a few times, and then threw it aside.

"I've been busy lately, and I haven't made a few trips to the house, but I've finished my work today, and I have half a month's vacation in the future." Feng Yishu looked at Feng Yan,

"It's a martyr's funeral, there is a lantern festival by Luoshui in early September, do you want to go and see it" Feng Yan shook her head.

"Hmm" Feng Yishu was stunned for a moment, he stretched out his hand and gestured,

"It's a lantern festival, it's very lively."

"It's too noisy." Feng Yan replied softly.

"But" Feng Yishu stopped before he spoke. He used to think that his sister didn't like to be lively, but some time ago, Sister A and Wei Xingzhen were watching the lantern festival and going to the summer banquet, and Feng Yishu sighed and scratched his head,

"Then, I'll only take seven with me then." Feng Yan smiled,

"Hmm." She handed a cup of tea to Gorou,

"Come to me today, not just for this matter" Feng Yishu smiled,

"I was found out by Sister A, I just came from Seven, that is, I just feel like she's a little, um"

"Something"

"Depressed." Feng Yishu said softly.

"Is it because of the selection of the Imahaira Demon Agency?"

"Yes," Feng Yishu nodded,

"She didn't have any spiritual sense, and she couldn't even run to participate in the selection of the Ping Demon Bureau, if I hadn't said hello to a few examiners in advance, she wouldn't have decided to fold her life there now." Feng Yishu sighed,

"I also blame me for this.,I shouldn't have told her that I accidentally opened my spiritual sense because I was attacked by a demon beast.,She always thinks about this.,I always think I'm also seventeen years old this year.,It's not a way to spend time on this matter.,I"

"I feel like seven is okay." Feng Yan said suddenly. Feng Yishu was slightly stunned,

"Why?"

"Intuition." Feng Yan thought for a while,

"Seven may be a late-bloomer." Feng Yishu was noncommittal, he leaned back slightly, and the whole person leaned on the cushion behind him, falling into deep thought.

In the past few years in the Ping Demon Bureau, his subordinates have brought out three or four batches of newcomers. Although it is not easy to boast that he is a veteran, he also has some of the most basic perceptions of others.

As for Qi's endowment in this matter, his qualifications are mediocre, and he basically didn't have a cherry blossom at all, Feng Yishu adjusted his sitting posture.

"Actually, actually. Anyway, it's good that she's happy, and our family can't afford it, but Sister, can you go to her house and have a look?"

"Tonight?"

"Hmm." Feng Yishu nodded,

"I originally promised her that I would go with her today, but there was still some finishing work on Daizong Mountain that had not been completed, so it was delayed. I heard that several sisters of Cen Lingju specially brought people to the scene to watch and ridicule, and deliberately made her unable to get off the stage, which made her quite embarrassed. Feng Yan was stunned,

"That's it."

"She locked herself in the house when she came back, I just knocked on the door halfway, she just won't open it, sister, you always have a way in this regard, so I think"

"Okay." Feng Yan understood, she nodded,

"I'll change my clothes and I'll go in a moment." Feng Yishu thanked Feng Yan with relief, and his eyes suddenly fell on the wood carving in his sister's hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Sister is carving something again," he rushed forward and grabbed Feng Yan's unfinished wood carving and played with it in his hand.

"Ah it's a fox," Feng Yishu raised his head,

"Sister, is this the one you gave to Seven before carving" Feng Yan looked at the unfinished wood carving in Gorou's hand and did not answer.

"This fox looks very imposing" Feng Yishu couldn't help but imitate the expression of the wood carving and let out a sound

"Whew" growl. Feng Yan smiled and took back the fox carving,

"Where is the fox called?" she said, putting the wood carving back in her hand and examining it.

"I always feel like there's something missing." Late at night, Feng Yan and her younger brother walked to the place where Qi lived with an umbrella.

When he entered the courtyard, Feng Wulang waited far away at the end of the corridor, watching Feng Yan knock on Seven's door. Sure enough, the door that no one answered after he called for half a while, Feng Yan only knocked a few times and opened it from the inside.

Feng Yan took advantage of the umbrella to wave lightly to Gorou's side, Gorou nodded vigorously, gave his sister a thumbs up with both hands, and then left with confidence.

There was no light in Seven's house. Feng Yan looked at the quiet room,

"Three thousand years old" Seven forcibly held back her choked voice in the darkness, she sniffed and whispered,

"I'll let it go out to play, and I'll come back before the appointment. Sister, why are you here" Feng Yan smelled a little smell of blood and mud coming from Qi's body,

"Come and see you." Seven turned around and tried to touch the fire fold on the table to light the lamp, but the fire fold did not touch it, but unfortunately knocked over the candlestick.

She bent down to pick it up, only to bang her head on the corner of the table again.

"Seven" Seven held his head and slowly squatted on the Lin.

"I'm fine, sister, you sit first." After that, about half an hour later, Seven's room had already been ordered for treatment.

She sat in a half-man-high wooden bathtub, holding her right hand up with her heart, and the two maids had untied her hair and were gently scrubbing it.

All the dirty clothes had been taken away by the subordinates, and Seven sat in the hot bath, feeling the comfort that he had not felt for a long time.

She looked at the screen not far away,

"Sister, are you still there?"

"Yes, yes." Feng Yan's voice came from behind the screen.