Feng Qingcheng finally opened his mouth, and he said lightly: "Edit, continue to edit." ”

Wan Wan tied the lotus bag first, and then said to him: "Do you know that I am making up and returning the silver ticket to me?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "I'll hand over the private money." ”

He replied like this, but Wan Wan had nothing to say. After thinking about it, she couldn't think of a better way to deal with it, so she tried to pretend that nothing had happened, and said, "Hengzhi, I'm sleepy." ”

Feng Qingcheng took her into his arms and said, "If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while." ”

Wan Wan let out a "hmm" and found a comfortable angle in his arms. In the slow movement of the carriage, tiredness kept coming, but how could Wan Wan really fall asleep. She closed her eyes and opened them again, then shifted her angle again. This was repeated several times, and when she closed her eyes again, she heard Feng Qingcheng say: "If it seems like a genius, don't tell others again." ”

Wan Wan opened her eyes and asked, "Doesn't Hengzhi ask who I am?" ”

Feng Qingcheng chuckled lightly and said, "You are the lady I love with all my heart." ”

Wan Wan sat up straight, looked at him and said, "Aren't you afraid of what kind of fox fairy monster I am?" ”

Feng Qingcheng looked at her, the smile on his face did not take away, and he asked, "Are you?" ”

Wan Wan shook her head like a rattle, "It's obvious I'm not." ”

She didn't tell a lie. She's not a fox fairy, she's just a ghost.

Feng Qingcheng pressed her head back into his arms and said, "Sleep." ”

Wan Wan felt that this crisis was a little inexplicably smooth. She closed her eyes, slowly wondering if he was really suspicious. His embrace was so warm, and the familiar breath made her heart feel at ease. Sleepiness came up like this.

Feng Qingcheng pulled the cloak and gently surrounded her.

The notebook written by Cheng Wu has been kept in the palace, but for some reason it has been copied several copies, and there is a copy in the Dingbei Hou Mansion. The codex recorded many strange things, and one of them said that if someone came back from the dead and changed his temperament, or if he had recovered from a serious illness, he would be a demon who had borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul.

He just had that kind of question in his heart, but her performance made him really suspicious. At this moment, looking back on it little by little, the person in his arms is everywhere like the former Ming Wanwan, but everywhere is not like it.

He didn't really want to know the answer. Because the answer was yes or no, it didn't matter to him. Whether she is Ming Wanwan or a demon thing, all he wants is this her at this moment. It doesn't matter how she used to be.

In fact, he had some hope that she was really some kind of demonic thing. In that case, he wouldn't have to worry about one day she would turn back to the same Ming Wanwan as before.

The heavier and heavier drowsiness made Wanwan's head sink more and more. She felt as if she was asleep and still awake, she couldn't hold it anymore and said, "Hengzhi, I really sleep for a while." ”

"Hmm."

"You call me when you get home."

"Okay."

The last word Wan Wan heard vaguely, and only remembered the warmth in his voice.

This night, Wan Wan slept exceptionally comfortably. When she awoke, she realized that she was no longer in the carriage. Beneath him was a comfortable and flat bed, and in the dim light it was possible to see that a snow-blue honeysuckle embroidered with silver thread was hanging from the bed. This is not the top of Qi Ao Zhai, but her two-entry courtyard.

On a snowy night, everything is silent.

What she could clearly hear at this moment was the sound of Feng Qingcheng's breathing. A slight cold breeze occasionally blew outside the window, which made people feel the warmth and comfort of the room even more.

Wan Wan quietly leaned into Feng Qingcheng's arms, but she didn't want to wake him up.

Feng Qingcheng subconsciously hugged her tightly, and then he asked softly, "Awake?" ”

"Hmm." Wan Wan stretched out her arms to hug him, "How many days is this?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "I don't know." Listening to the quiet, it may have passed the third watch early. ”

Wan Wan closed her eyes, and didn't find sleepiness for a while, so she asked again, "Why am I here?" ”

"I guess you missed your uncle, so I went back here first."

Wan Wan said, "I mean, how I got to the room. ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled: "Naturally, I carried you down." ”

Wan Wan sighed lightly, "I'm such a master, I didn't even notice it." After a pause, she added: "Bacheng felt stable in Hengzhi's arms, so he didn't notice it. ”

Feng Qingcheng chuckled lightly and said, "Since you feel stable, then you can stay in the last life." ”

Wan Wan snickered for a while, feeling that she was getting more and more energetic. She slept enough, but she didn't know when Feng Qingcheng went to bed, and how long she had been asleep at this time. For a moment she regretted waking him up.

His hand stroked softly between her hair, slowly and regularly, and it seemed that he could not continue to sleep.

Wan Wan asked, "Usually when I fall asleep and fall asleep in your arms, will I also wake you up?" ”

"No, it won't."

Except this time, every time she fell asleep and fell asleep in his arms, it was the same thing: he was already awake.

However, there is nothing to say about the fact that he always carries her into his arms while she is asleep. So he didn't mean to explain it carefully.

Wan Wan didn't speak again, and Feng Qingcheng didn't say anything more. After a while, his hand was still caressing between her hair, but more slowly.

Wan Wan didn't feel sleepy, but she was still greedy for the warmth of the bed and the stability in his arms. She nested quietly like this for a while, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in her mind, and she finally remembered the wax-sealed box that Emperor Yan Sheng handed over to her.

She didn't have to look or touch, she could feel that she was not wearing an official uniform at the moment. She sat up and looked at the clothes on her body, which were really not official clothes but ordinary bedclothes.

Feng Qingcheng saw her pulling her clothes and looking at them, so he said, "The money bag is hanging on the screen, and the rest of the things are on the table." ”

Wan Wan asked, "Is there a small wooden box?" ”

"Yes." Feng Qingcheng sat up and stretched out his hand to pull open the bed tent.

By the light of the snow outside, Wan Wan could clearly see what was on the table, and the small box stood in it. She immediately jumped out of bed from behind Feng Qingcheng, picked up the lamp and sat down at the table, "Hengzhi go to bed first, I'll finish reading this." ”

Feng Qingcheng casually picked up a blanket at the end of the bed and threw it at her. Wan Wan reached out to catch it, shook it off and draped it onto herself. Then he picked up the box and peeled off the wax seal on it, and when he opened it, he saw a plain silk book inside.

She picked it up and spread it out, and read it carefully and quickly by the candlelight.

The above is written about the four gates. From the duties of the four departments to the specific internal mechanisms, these are all known to Wan Wan. There are also some four-door pasts, which she has more or less heard of. There was only one thing she had never heard of before.

That is the existence of the Four Commands, and a position that only one person has ever held - the Four Commanders.