Imperial capital, in the palace of Aiwan.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Dad, mother, save me...... Yes! ”

With an exclamation, Chen Huan sat up from the bed suddenly, and at this time she was panting in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Huan, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu beside her rubbed her sleepy eyes, asked in a daze, and then began to struggle to get up.

Feng Shuwan also sat up and hugged Chen Huan, and said softly with concern: "Did you have a nightmare again?" ”

Chen Huan looked around blankly, everything around her was familiar and unfamiliar, which made her a little at a loss for a while, until she pulled her eyes back to Feng Shuwan and Xiaoyu beside her, and gradually came back to her senses.

"Miss, Xiaoyu...... I'm so scared. ”

"Xiao Huan, don't be afraid, it's just a dream, Xiaoyu and I are by your side."

"Well, thank you, Miss, thank you, Sister Xiaoyu." Chen Huan timidly leaned on Feng Shuwan's arms, and gradually felt a sense of security in his heart.

It's just that as soon as she closed her eyes, the terrifying picture in the dream just now appeared in her mind again, and she couldn't shake it off.

"I dreamed that I was in an endless snowfield, there was a group of people chasing me with knives, I ran desperately, but no matter how hard I tried my legs, I always had no strength, the more anxious I was, the more I stood still, and I could only cry and shout for my father and mother to help......" Chen Huan whispered, with some crying in his tone.

Feng Shuwan held her in her arms with distressed eyes and kept comforting.

Chen Huan, this girl, don't look at her fifteen years old, but she is very sensible. Since she entered the palace, even though Feng Shuwan repeatedly told her that she didn't have to abide by those messy rules, this girl was afraid of embarrassing Feng Shuwan, so she still found a palace maid to seriously learn the palace etiquette, what others can only learn in a month, she practiced day and night, and practiced very decently in seven days.

Not only that, but the little girl, as Feng Shuwan's personal maid, takes care of Feng Shuwan meticulously.

She is a farmer's family who can look at the weather, so she prepared suitable clothes for Feng Shuwan in advance; She will also note down the tastes of Feng Shuwan's meals, and politely communicate with the imperial chef to adjust the daily dishes; Once Feng Shuwan had a nightmare, she was scared, she kept watch outside all night, until Feng Shuwan came out after dawn and found that the little girl was already sleepy.

Under normal circumstances, if a newcomer to the harem is too considerate, he will be considered too aggressive, so he will be isolated by other palace maids, and even bullied if he is a little too much.

But Chen Huan, this girl, treats everyone very sincerely, this sincerity is not pretended, but from the heart, so she miraculously won the love of everyone in Aiwan Palace.

Because of this, and Feng Shuwan always felt that Jing'an Mansion owed something to Chen Huan in the matter, so she doted on her very much.

The three of them slept together today, which was Feng Shuwan's idea for fear that she would have nightmares again.

"Xiao Huan, don't be afraid, when I have nightmares, my legs are always weak and I can't run, this is normal, next time I have a nightmare, you just need to remind yourself in the dream that this is a dream, and you can wake up." Xiao Yu took Chen Huan's hand and said.

Feng Shuwan smiled: "I said how many times you fell asleep and always muttered something, 'I'm not afraid of this is a dream', it turned out that you were having a nightmare." ”

"Ah, did I say it directly?"

"No, that's weird and scary, I've been woken up by you several times."

"Well, I'm sorry Miss, next time I'll remind myself in a different way......"

"Forget it, I'm used to talking in my dreams anyway, and if I really change the way, I won't be able to sleep anymore."

"Hehe, Miss is so nice......"

Feng Shuwan and Xiao Yu joked as usual, and the tense atmosphere eased a lot in an instant, and Chen Huan was also amused by the two of them to laugh like silver bells.

After laughing for a while, Chen Huan showed a very relieved expression on his face.

It's just that she still can't forget everything in her dream, and she can't forget the boundless snow, which is not Jing'an Mansion.

When she called out to her father, it was not her father's figure that flashed......

The three of them slept for another hour and did not get up until dawn.

Early in the morning, Feng Shuwan received Wei Zhuang's reply, also two.

Feng Shuwan opened the first envelope with great anticipation, which told about Wei Zhuang's recent situation, as well as her concern for Chen Huan and Xiaoyu, and finally expressed her miss for Feng Shuwan.

"Really, it's not subtle at all." Feng Shuwan finished reading with a red face, and complained in a low voice, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curvature, and she opened the second letter.

It turned out to be a poem?

Feng Shuwan was both pleasantly surprised and unexpected.

"Pu Jia ......" Feng Shuwan read out the title of the poem and continued to read.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are ...... on the water side"

"It's beautiful." Feng Shuwan savored it carefully, and read this poem several times in a row before she was willing to read it, and her heart was full of expectations before reading it.

"The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it's like ...... in the water"

Feng Shuwan finished reading the last sentence, slightly distracted, the poem she wrote was in front of this "Pu Jia", it was simply a beautiful sound.

Why has she never read such a beautiful poem, is it ...... Is this Wei Zhuang's own creation?

She can't fully savor this poem, but she can also feel the longing in it.

Wei Zhuang wrote such poems, is he expressing his longing......

Feng Shuwan gently groped for the handwriting on the paper, each of these words was very coherent, and when he wanted to write it, he did it in one go, what was he thinking in his mind at that time?

Is it her?

Feng Shuwan didn't know, but she felt very happy just by simply reading the poems on the paper.

……

At the same time, Tianzhou Mansion on the other side.

Wei Zhuang was meeting with several officials in the government, all of whom were from the imperial capital and had been carefully selected by Zhuge Mu.

Just like Jing'an Mansion, when a local department is about to rot, there will be a big purge, and these people from the imperial capital are the successors of Tianzhou Mansion after the cleansing.

In the past five days, Wei Zhuang has been looking through the files day and night, and finally rehabilitated all kinds of unjust, false and wrongly decided cases in the past five years.

A large number of gang members and government officials who had killed innocent people over the years were sent to the execution ground.

What made Wei Zhuang feel relieved was that the thirty people in the core of the Chivalrous Gang were relatively innocent, they did not kill them, they just robbed the rich and helped the poor, so the lighter punishment was over.

As an organization that is deeply supported by the people, the local gang treats the people in the jurisdiction very well, so it has not been punished too heavily.

There is only one person that Wei Zhuang is really worried about - Pi Schedule.