Wei Xingzhen was thinking about something else in her mind, and she almost wanted Feng Yan's Dao again. That sentence

"Good" stuck in his throat, and then turned into a stern and slightly angry gaze, glaring at Feng Yan in silence.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous." Feng Yan couldn't help but laugh again like a child whose prank was exposed on the spot.

She lowered her head, took out the jade bag she had brought with Dai Zongshan from her sleeve, and then handed the jade to Wei Xingzhen.

"That Xingzhen must also know the mystery of this piece of jade" Wei Xingzhen knotted the jade, his thumb gently rubbed on the stone surface, and the rugged surface still felt a little awkward at the moment.

"Ah Yan really wants to know"

"Hmm." Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen's expression,

"Xingzhen doesn't seem to want to tell me"

"The less you know, the less you need to worry." Wei Xingzhen said in a low voice,

"At least this year, it's going to be a safe year, I promise." Feng Yan thoughtfully,

"Still, tell me"

"Why" she looked at the jade in Wei Xingzhen's hand and thought for a while. Knowing that there are troubles of knowing, but not knowing also of not knowing also the troubles of not knowing.

It's better to know more

"No, why," Feng Yan replied,

"I just want to know." Wei Xingzhen sighed, he held the jade, and pondered,

"Ah Yan has asked Old Madam Feng?"

"Asking is asking, but she only said jade, pre-also, and didn't explain anything else."

"During this time, did you find anything strange about this piece of jade?"

"Hmm," Feng Yan thought for a moment,

"Although I have always forgotten it in the box and have not touched it, it seems to be warmer to the touch than before, is there any explanation?" Wei Xingzhen said softly,

"The first time I saw this piece of jade, it was already a hollow, round piece of jade. Dark red with phoenix dark lines. ”

"Jade with phoenix dark lines," Feng Yan raised her head,

"Which craftsman did you find" Wei Xingzhen shook his head,

"I asked the same question at the time, because I thought the ornament was beautiful, so I asked which master it was from. As a result, you tell me, it became like this on its own. Feng Yan was stunned,

"Becoming like this myself"

"You said that when you first got it, it was just an ordinary piece of jade, and then day after day, year after year, as if someone was carving it in secret, the surface of the jade slowly became smooth, and the front and back of the jade gradually appeared," Wei Xingzhen paused,

"It's the twenty-fifth spring of Tianfu." Feng Yan frowned, that was the spring of the year when she was twenty-four years old.

She retrieved the jade and smiled as she moved it to the nearby candlestick to take a closer look. At this moment, the thick jade did not have the slightest sense of transparency, nor could it reflect the flames behind it, and it was still silent in Feng Yan's hands like a plopping stubborn stone.

Jade, pre-also. Could it be the hour that heralded the calamity of her fate? But what is there to foreshadow this, after all, it is on the twenty-fourth birthday, isn't it this kind of thing, it seems that it is useless to know, no wonder it is said that it is unnecessary trouble.

"Then you still let me put it on the first floor," Feng Yan said softly,

"Are you afraid that you will forget your days?"

"Of course I won't forget," Wei Xingzhen stared at Puyu,

"But when you look at it, you'll remember it better." Feng Yan looked at the serious appearance of the person in front of her, and suddenly felt an indescribable depression welling up in her heart, which made people feel embarrassed.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan again,

"Why doesn't Ah Yan want to see me these days" Feng Yan also looked at Wei Xingzhen's eyes,

"I don't know how to meet you. The me in the previous life and the me in this life, are they the same person, I may be, I don't understand this question. Wei Xingzhen frowned a little puzzled,

"Why think about this kind of problem"

"Because I probably can't think of you as someone I've known for years. Even now, I still feel that you are to me" Feng Yan paused before saying softly,

"It's strange." Wei Xingzhen finally understood, and a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes. Feng Yan continued,

"I may not be able to treat you the way you expect to, but I also can't pretend that I don't know anything about everything so I don't know what to do." There was silence between the two.

After a long time, Wei Xingzhen stretched out her hand and held Feng Yan's right hand on the tea table. Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan's fingertips,

"Whether Ah Yan is Ah Yan or not, I will always be me." He raised his eyes to look at Feng Yan,

"Let's just go with the flow, shall we?" Feng Yan was a little trance-like for a while. Outside, the rain and the wind hit the windows, and the dull thunder in the distance came in bursts.

On this rainy night of wind and thunder, the candles in the small courtyard still danced like every night before, reflecting everything in the house warmly.

She looked at Wei Xingzhen's big knuckled hands, and suddenly remembered the dusk not long ago. She had just woken up from a long slumber, and her hand was on the back of her hand, as it was now.

Feng Yan was stunned for a while, and after a while, she also gently held Wei Xingzhen's fingertips. Wei Xingzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

The heart that had been hanging all night was finally let go at this moment. Although Feng Yan didn't say anything, he had already heard the answer.

When sending Wei Xingzhen out, Feng Yan took out a flower umbrella that had not been used for a long time from the house and handed it to him.

Wei Xingzhen stood under the eaves with an umbrella,

"Don't send it, it's wet everywhere outside." Feng Yan stopped.

"Then tomorrow, I'll pick you up." Wei Xingzhen said softly,

"Get some rest tonight." Feng Yan nodded, she was about to say something more, but suddenly she heard a panicked footsteps outside the courtyard.

The panicked voices were scattered by the rain, and it was completely difficult to hear what they were calling. Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan both looked outside the courtyard gate at the same time.

After a while, Feng Yan walked out of the courtyard alone with an umbrella, and a huge panic and anxiety mixed with wind and rain rushed towards her.

She quickened her steps and walked briskly towards the center of uneasiness.

"Uncle Forgive" She saw Feng Liang, the long-term attendant beside her father, from a distance, hurrying to the east gate with a group of servants dressed in robes, and chased after her.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

"Miss" Feng Liang recognized the person who came, and hurriedly stopped,

"Don't come with the eldest lady, go back to the yard to rest."

"What's wrong" Feng Liang hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to say it or not, but Feng Yan tightly blocked his way, and under her repeated questioning, Feng Liang finally slapped his thigh.

"Miss, don't stop me, the seventh lady fell into the water outside the city, the fifth master has already taken people to look for half a night along the coast and didn't find anyone, at this time, the news has just come back, the old lady has just gone out" Feng Liang wiped his eyes vigorously, and his voice trembled a little,

"With such a heavy rain, I'm afraid that Miss Seven will be more auspicious this time"