The following spring, news came from the court that the emperor might move the capital in the autumn.

During those days, Feng Yan entered the palace more frequently, but she rarely had to rest for many days as before to recover.

Mrs. Feng would come to talk to Feng Yan alone every once in a while, and you would go up the mountain to visit Bo Feng from time to time... and other time is free for you.

I remember Goro would come back twice a month, and every time he came back, he would come to the courtyard to chat with you all night.

Most of the time it was him who talked about his adventures in the Ping Yao Office or some unscrupulous cases.

You were drinking with Goro, and Feng Yan was cooking tea.

I smelled a very heavy smell of blood on this growing boy, which was a vicious aura that could not be removed even if I took a bath.

I think he is probably a very outstanding demon-removing master, which made me secretly wonder in my heart - because he had never discovered my existence, and never once.

During that time, Feng Yan began to sort out some notes left by Feng Bo when he was young.

The records in the note are both complicated and messy. From tea to snacks, from picking to cooking... there are even many ways to preserve and store food.

I think when Feng was young, he was probably a person who liked to pay attention to food and drink, so he left so many records.

Feng Yan copied all the methods Feng Bo recorded on paper according to the records on the note.

You go to the mountains to draw water, hide water, and make flower dew and pickle dried fruits after you come back... Feng Yan even specially reclaimed a small vegetable garden outside the courtyard to plant some vines, grass, fruits and vegetables transplanted from the mountains and forests.

Feng Yan verified the records in her opponent's letter one by one, and added a lot of her own experiences.

In autumn, a new customer came to this yard for the first time, Di Yang, the prince of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion.

He couldn't put down the manuscript compiled by Feng Yan. Every time you and Feng Yan finished a volume, he would come to be the first reader in person, and proofread and put forward some of his own ideas.

After several changes to the manuscripts, I finally sent them up the mountain to read them for Bo Feng.

Sometimes when the prince comes, he will happen to meet Goro returning home, and you four sit around the yard and talk.

Even when I look back now, I still feel that those days were very lively and happy... All the worries and sorrows in the world were like fallen leaves passing by me in autumn, and suddenly disappeared.

Yes, there were also troubles during that period. For example, Feng Wan came here every now and then to cause trouble.

After falling off the cliff, she could no longer leave, so she often sat in a wheelchair and came to Feng Yan's yard to listen to the corner of the wall. Whenever she heard laughter, she would use chicken blood and chicken feathers to splash Feng Yan's yard gate the next day.

When you were about to move to Luoyang, you asked Feng Yan if you wanted to take this opportunity to move out, and Feng Yan agreed immediately.

So you go to Luoyang to find a suitable house, while Feng Yan follows the Feng Mansion's large army and then set off.

The days suddenly returned to the beginning, and to the moment when I was alone with her.

Feng Yan personally transplanted all the plants in the backyard onto several "spring-moving thresholds" given by the prince. When it was my turn, she suddenly stopped.

"Would you like to go with me, or do you want to stay here more?"

I thought I heard it wrong.

But she was indeed looking at me.

"Is it difficult to answer? Or, you need time to think about it."

"...Can you see me?"

"I didn't notice it at first." Feng Yan looked at me, "But that night in the Lion Garden... it was you who blocked the rain for me."

I was stunned for a moment.

It turns out that Feng Yan has recognized me since then.

"I woke up and wanted to talk to you. But seeing you in the garden are sad and happy, and ups and downs, if you suddenly run over, you are afraid of scaring you... don't you want others to discover you?"

I nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then I won't mention it to others. Do you want to go to Luoyang with me?"

Of course I do.

Rather than saying that I don’t want others to discover me, I would rather say...I don’t want you to discover me.

I look forward to one day when I can prepare everything and stand in front of you - although I don't know what I should prepare, nor when that day will come.

But I understand, not now.

Sometimes I even think that a person's life seems to pass by in a flash, and it passes in the blink of an eye. I am not in a hurry to recognize you at this moment and confess my true feelings to you.

I am always slow, secret, and patient.

I think you will know all this after all, and we... don't lack time.

The day when the carriage entered Luoyang was another snowy night.

I saw you standing outside the city with an umbrella, waiting from afar.

That night, you took Feng Yan to your new home.

There is also a two-story building there, and there is also a rockery courtyard behind the building. Feng Yan moved all her beloved flowers and plants here, and everything was arranged in an orderly manner.

In that winter, you often took a walk on snowy nights. The snow fell on your shoulders and on top of Feng Yan's head.

You drove Feng Yan to enjoy the mountains and rivers around Luodu, and took Feng Yan to jump and fly in the uninhabited mountain stream. You taught her illusions in the mountains and fields. She quickly showed her talents that she had never expected in this matter - I have not seen these with my own eyes, but when you were away, Feng Yan had mentioned them to me once or twice.

I can imagine that scene.

But I…can’t really be happy for her anyway.

Perhaps my disguise was too shallow, and after that, Feng Yan stopped talking to me about things related to you.

Although I was a little worried that she had noticed my secret,... I was really relieved.

I will never covet all the joy you bring to her. It is enough for me to know that you are in the same joy.

I'm willing to turn my back on it.

In the beginning of spring, you start to set up the entire manor with your own hands.

Feng Yan showed unprecedented enthusiasm and persistence in this matter, and she had her own ideas about the flowers and plants planted in the flowerbed, the rockery and the guest house...

She wanted to plant the cuckoo and the beautiful man in the same place, and dig a pond on the edge of the rockery... What I didn't expect was that you had arguing about such a trivial matter for the first time.

The cause is about a courtyard not far from the small building. You want to surround a stone corridor on the edge, while Feng Yan wants to plant a row of dense bamboo forests. You are arguing with each other and no one can convince anyone.

She always calls you "Xingzhen" on weekdays, and adds her surname when she is angry, but she is really annoyed. She doesn't even shout your name, and she whispers "Mr. Wei".

You were called this for several days, but finally you couldn't resist and surrendered.

This manor is straightened and enriched little by little in your hands.

This is the spring of the 24th year of Tianfu.
Chapter completed!