Even after half a lifetime of ups and downs, even if he looks like a drunk market scoundrel at the moment, Feng Yan can still see some innate temperament on He Kui.

Unlike Di Yang's gentle and unbridled, He Kui's body has natural thorns in his body—they often mean cold, alienated, and unruly, but with an incomparable poignancy and clarity.

Sometimes the most core part of human temperament is unbreakable and indestructible. The more it is polished, the more it reveals its true appearance.

He Kui glanced at Wei Xingzhen, then looked away casually, stretched out his index finger and scratched his half-bald head.

His hair had almost fallen out, barely holding up a bun, and the hairpin at the back of his head was crumbling as he scratched his head.

He Kui walked casually into the house, he hiccuped, spit out a mouthful of stench that had been soaked in his stomach for half a night, and then casually picked up a nearby cup of cold water, walked to the nearby coffee table, dipped his fingers in the water, and began to write.

"He Gong can't speak." Di Yang explained in a low voice on the side, "When His Majesty exiled him to Shudi, someone destroyed his throat with medicine on the way. ”

Di Yang sighed, and continued, "In the border land, there are few literate people, and I think some people are probably afraid that He Gong will tell his story on his way to the west and tarnish his holy name. ”

Feng Yan listened quietly.

Also, the people around He Gong who can read and read can probably know how dangerous things are on him, and naturally understand the truth that trouble comes from his mouth.

While speaking, He Kui had already finished writing.

He patted the table and motioned for Wei Xingzhen to look.

Feng Weidi and the three stepped forward at the same time, only to see that it was written on the table:

"Lord Wei can understand the old man's mind so well, could it be that he has also died of his wife?"

Di Yang frowned, he immediately waved his sleeves to wipe the water stains on the table, and looked at Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan with a little apology.

"Don't be surprised, Gong He...... I'm used to it. ”

Feng Yan wasn't annoyed, but the words "used to wandering" came out of Di Yang's mouth, which couldn't help but be a little funny.

However, when her gaze inadvertently swept over Wei Xingzhen's side, she felt that Wei Xingzhen's expression was a little subtle.

"Now that He Gong is awake, let's go to dinner." Wei Xingzhen said softly, "I have to go to the official office in the afternoon, and after that, when I come back in the evening, we will discuss it together." ”

"Okay." Diyan nodded repeatedly, "You guys should go and rest quickly." ”

……

On the way back to Xiaolou, Wei Xingzhen held the qin in her arms and walked with Feng Yan wordlessly all the way.

Wei Xingzhen waited for Feng Yan to speak, he knew that Feng Yan must have a lot to ask him.

But Feng Yan didn't say a word since she left the guest house, she walked slowly forward in the hot summer breeze as usual, her expression was gentle and calm.

When she was about to step into the small building, Feng Yan's steps became slower and slower, and finally stopped under the camphor in front of the door.

"There is a sentence, I want to ask Lord Wei."

Wei Xingzhen also immediately stopped, "You say." ”

Under the shade of the tree, Feng Yan stood with heavy eyes.

The wind rustled the leaves above their heads, like waves, and the cicadas chirped loudly in the waves, Feng Yan turned around and looked into Wei Xingzhen's eyes.

"Lord Wei, isn't it...... What are some of the hard wishes to achieve? ”

Wei Xingzhen was stunned for a moment.

This question instantly made Wei Xingzhen's heart feel a little dull, he thought that Feng Yan would ask Xia Zhi Wuyin or let her get the secret of peace, but she didn't.

Wei Xingzhen opened her mouth several times, but fell silent again.

The Feng Yan in front of him and Feng Yan in his memory seem to have reached some kind of coincidence.

He looked at him, and saw in her gaze some curiosity, some temptation, some familiar tenderness.

A complicated state of mind suddenly came over him, and he felt a strong urge to talk about the past.

About me, about us.

Countless thoughts poured down, but people couldn't speak.

A gust of wind ruffled Feng Yan's hair at this moment, and Wei Xingzhen slowly raised her hand, as if she wanted to pull Feng Yan's messy hair behind her ears, but Feng Yan almost immediately turned her cheek sideways and avoided his hand.

Wei Xingzhen suddenly came to her senses.

Feng Yan looked at him, a little more vigilant in his eyes, "Why didn't Lord Wei speak?" ”

Wei Xingzhen withdrew her hand and replied in a low voice, "Yes, I have." ”

"Is this wish, like why you should approach me, an unspeakable thing?"

Wei Xingzhen looked at his wife's eyes and shook his head, "Of course not, it's just that it's not time to say yet." ”

"Why?"

"Because right now, they don't matter."

Feng Yan couldn't help laughing, Wei Xingzhen's words were like a lame dumb riddle, but today, she was just interested in continuing to fight this dumb riddle with him.

Feng Yan raised her eyes: "Then in the eyes of adults, what is most important now?" ”

Wei Xingzhen said softly: "Whether Ah Yan is happy or not is the most important thing. ”

This sudden love sentence caught Feng Yan off guard.

Her cheeks were slightly red, but it was not so much shyness as a slight annoyance—every time, almost every time, when she asked seriously, thinking that Wei Xingzhen would answer just as seriously, he always prevaricated with these inexplicable affectionate feelings.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan hesitated for a moment - oh, is this the ability he practiced in the Warm Smoke Pavilion.

She looked away, "Then today's matter, I'll make a deal with Lord Wei." ”

"Huh?"

"Before things get worse, I can temporarily help Lord Wei keep the secret of the summer solstice without a shadow. In exchange, Lord Wei will take me with him next time he goes to the Warm Smoke Pavilion. ”

"Okay." Wei Xingzhen nodded, "They're already rehearsing the new song, but they have to wait a few more days." ”

"There's no hurry." Feng Yan said softly, "And the matter of Di Yang and He Gong in the future, it's good that Lord Wei will worry about it." If there is anything I can help Master Wei can speak at any time, in addition to this, there is one more thing. ”

"Hmm."

"I shouldn't have mentioned it to you before, since three years ago, the contact between me and the Taichu Palace has been through a dryad named Huaiqing. If there's anything going on in the palace, he'll come here directly to me. Feng Yan said softly, "So on the side of Grandpa He and Grandpa Guo, you can't be careless, in case he notices-"

"I understand." Wei Xingzhen nodded, "The illusion of the inn will always be there, and there will be no flaws." ”

Feng Yan nodded.

Recently, Xiao Qi is preparing for the next selection of the Ping Demon Bureau, and it is said that Huai Qing should always follow Xiao Qi during the period. Even if you come to the Wei Mansion to spread the news, you may not be in the mood to wander around the mansion - but you still talk to Wei Xingzhen, just in case.

Feng Yan bowed lightly to Wei Xingzhen, "Then I'll go upstairs to rest." ”

"Hmm."

Wei Xingzhen held the qin in her arms and watched Feng Yan step into the small building.

Looking at Feng Yan's back without looking back, he felt a little discouraged.

Regarding the illusion he made and ran to the Warm Smoke Pavilion, he had a lot of more detailed explanations that he didn't have time to say, but Feng Yan just didn't ask.

- She doesn't care at all now.

Wei Xingzhen raised her head and sighed.

Ah Yan probably only cares about when she goes out to play now.