When Du Wei appeared at the city gate with the wind and twilight, he was recognized by many people who gathered there to watch the excitement.

After the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion left, many people let go of the courage to discuss the previous rumors about the disappearance of the prince of Kangle.

Before, many people thought that the disappearance of the prince of Kang Le must be related to the wind and twilight, but judging from the current situation, the heartbroken appearance of the princess of Nanwang was definitely not pretended, and the natural delicate side of women quickly won the sympathy of everyone, and many people even scolded the murderer on the street.

Even with the twilight cold, which few people dare to get close to on weekdays, it also added a touch of humanity because of the concern for Du Wei, and many people complained about him for him, causing his reputation in the capital to rise instead of falling, which was really unexpected by those princelings in the court.

Feng Duhan didn't show up again after taking Du Wei back to the carriage, but went back to the Zhenguo Mansion directly, and before leaving, he sent someone to specially branch Lord Yin Shao of Shuntian Mansion, saying that the princess fainted due to excessive grief.

Lord Yin Shao of Shuntian Mansion naturally didn't dare to keep this evil god, so he turned his head and was busy dealing with the people in the palace again.

Zhenguo Mansion, Warm Pavilion.

As soon as Feng Duhan came back, he sent everyone out, and the guards in the courtyard were doubled, and only him and Du Wei were left in the house.

"The man who died was not Feng Siyuan." Du Wei said calmly.

He looked at her fixedly, as if he was a little unsure if she was in a normal state at this time.

Sometimes, when people are too sad, they will inevitably have a delusion, or a stubborn belief that the dead person is still alive and refuse to accept the reality.

Du Wei leaned on the soft couch, and the hairpin was loosely plucked, pouring down her side, like a waterfall, falling straight down. The remnant sun outside the window is like gold, shining through the flower window, and the golden light and shadow are mottled, reflecting her calm face.

"You don't believe me?" She stared straight at the wind and twilight without flinching.

"Tell me your reasons." Twilight Han also leaned on the soft couch, lying down close to her body, reaching out to play with a strand of her hair.

"Feng Siyuan originally had a scar on the second rib on the left side, but there was no one on that corpse." Du Wei recalled that she still remembered the horror in her heart when she found Feng Siyuan's scar.

"How do you know this?" Feng Duhan's voice was a little colder, usually a man's body would not be shown to others at will, even if it was an eight or nine-year-old child.

"I saw him when he helped him change his clothes after falling into the lake." Du Wei said casually that for a modern soul, she didn't think there was anything strange about this.

"Just one look...... Do you remember? "If it was Du Wei who saw it when she changed her clothes, it was only a momentary thing, and it was normal to forget it soon after seeing it, and no one would always remember such a trivial matter.

"Because when I saw him, I thought of you......" was also left with scars all over his body at a young age.

Du Wei couldn't help but blurt out, obviously she forgot that she had repeatedly claimed that she had no feelings for him and turned him away again and again.

Feng Duhan's breath couldn't help but stagnate, and then a smile burst out of his eyes.

"Were you already thinking about being a husband at that time?" Twilight reached out suddenly, holding her in front of her from behind.

Du Wei struggled, but found that it was futile, so he had to resign himself to his hand around his waist.

"I just think you are a little similar......" She looked down at the hand around her waist, knobby fingers glowing with a faint gold in the mottled sun.

"In this way, Siyuan must still be alive." Twilight muttered, "As long as he's alive, I'll be able to find him." ”

"I've got an idea!" Du Wei turned her head suddenly, her dark eyes shining brightly, like a proud little fox.

Feng Duhan's gaze slid down her neck, and the white thin neck faintly revealed from the neckline, forcibly robbing the afterglow of the remnant sun that should have been dazzling.

"Tell me, what the hell do you have in mind?" I haven't seen Du Wei show such a delicate appearance for a long time, and Feng Duhan's heart is like being scratched by a cat, which is painful and itchy.

Du Wei leaned over and muttered in his ear for a while, Feng Duhan's sword eyebrows frowning deeply, and then gradually stretching out.

"Well, I have a good idea, right?" Du Wei said proudly. Originally, she really thought that Feng Siyuan had been killed by the prince, but when she found out that the body was not Feng Siyuan himself, they instead learned about the prince's death.

The reason why he used a fake corpse to pretend to be Feng Siyuan proves that he still needs Feng Siyuan to live, and maybe he has to leave him to do other plans.

"You can give it a try." The wind is cold and quiet, and there is a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Du Wei seemed to notice his abnormality and turned her head to look at him, "What's wrong with you?" It's so hot ......" reached out to probe his forehead, but was caught by the other party's backhand, and forcibly pulled her little hand and slid it down and stuck to his heart.

A pounding heartbeat passed from under her palm.

The worries and uneasiness of the past few days were suddenly released, and people's emotions became a little loose, Du Wei didn't react for a while, and he took advantage of the loophole.

The big hand that was placed on her waist by the wind and twilight deftly burrowed under the placket of her clothes, wandering everywhere, fanning the flames, and in a short time it made her body weak and trembling again and again.

"I guard my wife every day, but I can't touch it, and it will inevitably be sad for my husband after a long time." Twilight chuckled under her breath, and a soft, wet kiss fell on her ear.

Du Wei was shocked, and reached out to push him, "There are so many people in the courtyard......

At this time, the afterglow of dusk has not yet dissipated, and the last golden sunset is even more luxurious, sprinkled on the two people on the chaise longue.

"As long as you don't make a sound, how can outsiders hear?" He obviously didn't intend to let her go, and pressed up little by little, not giving her any chance to escape.

"Wei'er, my husband has been poisoned by you...... There is no cure......" The smile in his eyes dazzled her, she almost forgot to breathe, and her mind went blank.

There was a burning touch on her lips, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that he had just given her a breath of air with his mouth.

"Keep breathing." He admonished.

Du Wei only felt that the blood in her whole body suddenly rushed to her face, it was too embarrassing! I was tempted by this guy just now and even forgot to breathe.

While a shy little fox was blushing, Twilight quietly lifted her waist seal and went up......

The afterglow of the sunset is gone, and the beautiful spring colors are quietly coming in front of the dark flower windows.

Du Wei let out a low whimper, and gradually turned into a flood of spring water under his leadership......