It can only be said that this Lord Wei does have something she cares about.

Feng Xiaoqi combed her sister's long hair that fell like silk, and said a little reluctantly, "When Sister Ah gets married, I will have nowhere to hide if my mother wants to urge me to do my homework in the future." ”

"Xiao Qi is already very good."

Feng Xiaoqi immediately shook his head, "My excellence is all fake, it only exists in books, last time the fifth brother and they brought someone to Taixue to investigate the evil spirit, and they smelled the demonic qi in an instant, and they rushed over before everyone knew what was going on...... I don't have that talent. ”

"Our talent isn't here." Feng Yan raised her sleeves and held her sister's hand on her shoulder, "Xiao Qi doesn't have to envy others. ”

"It's my sister's talent that isn't here," Feng Xiaoqi laughed, "My sister's talent is one in ten thousand, I've heard my aunt say it." The ghosts and goblins within a radius of a hundred miles, no matter how deep or shallow they are, what magic weapons they have, and the monsters that even the heavenly masters can't see, will also show their clues in front of Sister A.

"This kind of ability, for hundreds of years, there is only one sister - they all say that you have a pair of heavenly eyes, so there is nowhere to hide any demonic energy."

"There is no heavenly eye," Feng Yan tilted her head slightly, looked at Feng Xiaoqi's eyes in the mirror, and said softly, "I can't see the demonic aura that ordinary people can't see." ”

Feng Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, "...... that?" ”

"The Heavenly Masters of the Inner Court are very good at catching the clues of resentful spirits and evil ghosts, because they are good at distinguishing the 'demonic energy' - the demon yuan that is essentially a demon overflows the breath of spiritual sense."

Feng Yan slowly stood up and walked to the window with Feng Xiaoqi.

"Some evil creatures have slowly found ways to hide these auras, although most of them can't hide the eyes of the Heavenly Masters, but it is more than enough to deceive ordinary people. But whether it is a ghost or a goblin, all inhuman wild creatures, their joys, angers, loves and hatreds, have a natural roughness, like a child...... It looks different from people after all. ”

Feng Xiaoqi was stunned, "Can my sister sense the love and hate of others?" ”

Feng Yan nodded.

"Can Sister know what I'm thinking?"

Feng Yan smiled, "No one can know what the other person is thinking in his heart...... I can only detect some tendencies in my mind. ”

Feng Xiaoqi blinked, and looked down at his hand thoughtfully.

She clenched her fingers into a fist, then released them again, and after repeatedly, she finally sighed, "Will I be able to do this?" If...... Am I trying hard enough? ”

Feng Yan reached out and touched Feng Xiaoqi's head, "Xiaoqi has worked hard." ”

"It's not enough." Feng Xiaoqi's eyes were a little sad, she sighed, and the whole person lay on the edge of the window, "Sister, I'm so afraid that I will continue like this, and when I reach my twenty-fourth birthday, I won't have time to do anything, so I will die directly......"

Feng Xiaoqi said and turned his head to look at Feng Yan—his sister was still smiling gently as before.

"What about Sister, has Sister been afraid?"

Feng Yan looked noncommittally at the candle lights jumping in the room, the candle flames flickering in her eyes.

Feng Xiaoqi sighed lightly - Feng Yan often wandered like this suddenly, suddenly falling into reverie for a sentence or two, and then everything around her had nothing to do with her.

However, this time Feng Yan didn't wander for a long time, her gaze returned to Feng Xiaoqi after a while, and asked in her usual unwavering tone, "...... Xiao Qi came to this world, is there anything that must be done? ”

Feng Xiaoqi was stunned by this question for a while, she tightened her eyebrows and thought for a while, "Yes, but I haven't found it yet." ”

"Since you haven't found it, how do you know it is?"

"Hmm...... I just believe there is. Feng Xiaoqi shrugged slightly, "I think everyone is born with their own mission, just to find it." Some people are lucky and find it early, but some people are more difficult and can't even find it for the rest of their lives......"

Feng Xiaoqi paused, and then sighed after a long time, "...... Then, life is wasted. ”

Feng Yan muttered for a moment with a smile, and suddenly said softly, "It's not necessarily a bad thing to spend it like this." ”

Feng Xiaoqi turned his head with a side face, "Sister has found what she should do?" ”

Feng Yan didn't answer immediately, she looked at the old locust tree in the yard immersed in the blue sky, and suddenly stretched out her hand to point to the sporadic lantern fire outside the yard, "Is that my father and mother here?" ”

Feng Xiaoqi stood on tiptoe and looked around, "Ah! Be...... I'll have to go down and meet them! ”

"You slow down......"

"It's fine!"

With a few successive knocks, Feng Xiaoqi's footsteps went away.

Feng Yan watched her sister run quickly through the silent courtyard with a gentle expression, and the youthful vitality on Xiao Qi's body made her look like a small flame at night.

Feng Yan turned his head, his eyes were two or three points colder - the young man in Tsing Yi who had sneaked into the house with the wind earlier was sitting on a chair in the corner with a comfortable expression, and when he saw Feng Yan turn around, he immediately jumped up and stood up straight.

"I was wrong, Sister Yan!" The young man's thumb was clasped in the palm of his hand, and the middle three fingers pointed straight to the sky, "I will never tease Xiao Qi again, really!" ”

Feng Yan glanced at the young man, "...... You'd better be. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Yan is too sharp, right, I'm so careful, can you still find out?" ”

"You came today, did Your Majesty give me a new order?" Feng Yan asked.

"Not really, Your Majesty is anxious at this moment, saying that I was upset by dangling in front of her old man, so let me come back and stand by."

As he spoke, the boy sat back down in his previous chair, and he had been playing with a small wood carving in his hand—Feng Yan liked to carve, and the nearby bookshelves were full of these gadgets, some lacquered, some not.

The boy apparently fell in love with the wood carvings.

Feng Yan combed her hair in the mirror, "What is Your Majesty worried about today?" ”

"It's not the previous 'Luodu no shadow', today is just the summer solstice, everyone is waiting for noon to go to Si Tiantai to witness ......"

The young man suddenly remembered something, "By the way, when I left, I saw that Sister Yan's future husband, Lord Wei Xingzhen Wei, was also in the main hall, and it seemed that he wouldn't be able to come back until noon today." ”

"Yes."

Feng Yan glanced at the sky outside.

It's almost dawn.

……

When dawn was approaching, outside the Taichu Palace, two elderly ministers led a group of young officials in the prime of life, kneeling on the road leading to the Xuanmen in the Taichu Palace, like a black snow falling in the palace road.

In front of them, a solemn and long procession was slowly approaching the area.

The empress Sun Youwei, who is close to her prime, is sitting on the royal chariot in red.

The sun gradually rose, and in the faint morning light, the old man's frosty silver hair, the layers of gold ornaments were like golden lins, reflecting the brilliant daylight.

The empress kept her eyes closed, and behind her, the palace people carefully carried the hem of her nine-foot-long robe, and everyone walked with their heads bowed, only the slight sound of broken footsteps echoed between the palace walls.

"Your Majesty," the female officer on the side leaned towards the Emperor's side as she motioned with her gaze to slow down the procession. ”

The old man on the imperial chariot slowly opened his eyes, and the dark pupils reflected the ministers not far away, and with a slight wave of her sleeves, the team stopped.

After the sedan car fell, the entourage knelt on the ground like a tide.

The female official on the side was about to reach out to help the empress with her chariot, when the old man's hoarse voice came, "Let Xingzhen come." ”

The female official retreated, and after a while, a young man dressed in a black sacrificial robe quietly walked to the side of the empress's imperial chariot and knelt down.

Sun Youwei stretched out her arm, "You follow me, let's meet those old adults together." ”

Wei Xingzhen raised her eyes slightly, and also looked at the gloomy courtiers in front of her.

"Obey."