On the way back, Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief with relief.

It's really...it's been sent out like this.

It seems not as tangled as I imagined.

She looked out the window with some trance, and didn't know if Wei Xingzhen would be as at a loss as she was at first when she saw the thing in the box. She didn't know what to do?

Feng Yan held her forehead and smiled unconsciously.

She didn't know how to face such a situation, so she subconsciously ran away.

Although it feels like digging a hole and burying it... but Wei Xingzhen should calm down for a while.

The next thing to do is wait for him to adjust his mentality and come to the door to talk.

Along the way, Feng Yan thought about what happened tonight, so that Feng Yuandao and Li talked to her several times, and she realized it later. She always had to wait for Li to call her name again and then raised her head and asked blankly, "What?"

Mrs. Li sighed.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later when you go back." Li sighed, "You are so distracted every time you go out..."

...

The carriage ran through the streets quickly.

When Feng Yan arrived home, Goro and Xiaoqi had not returned yet.

Li took her maid around her and followed Feng Yan back to her courtyard. She talked about the interesting things about the Cen family after Cen Lingju was locked up in Daizong Mountain. Feng Yan lowered her eyes and thought about her thoughts, but she did not pay attention.

Whenever Li asked about her attitude, she always nodded and then replied softly, "Yes."

She looked at the road ahead, still thinking about everything related to Wei Xingzhen.

I don’t know when Wei Xingzhen will come again?

If you refuse to show up for three or five days, you will be able to wait.

But if I don't come for ten days or half a month...

Feng Yan thought, and pushed open his courtyard door.

——Wei Xingzhen's face was serious, her hands were hanging beside her, and she stood firmly in the center of her courtyard.

Feng Yan let out a silence - before Li could see the scene in front of him, closed the door tightly.

"What's wrong?" Li was shocked by the sudden sound of closing the door.

"...yes, moths." Feng Yan replied with a stuttering sound, "I was a little scared."

Li was a little surprised, "Summer is over, why are there still moths?"

She stepped forward and pushed open the gate of the courtyard again. The courtyard was empty, not to mention moths, even the slightest roar of insects could not be heard.

"Maybe... I flew somewhere else." Feng Yan whispered.

Li asked the young maid to wait in the yard, but he and his daughter entered the house alone.

After entering the house, Feng Yan clearly felt that Wei Xingzhen was nearby, but she could not tell which direction the other party was in for a while.

Li lit the lights in the house and then sat quietly beside Feng Yan.

"Yan'er, I have never asked much about your affairs, but some things... I have to come and ask now."

"You said."

Although there was no one around, Li lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you and Wei Xingzhen? Why did he suddenly come back?"

Feng Yan was a little embarrassed, "I..."

"Mom knows that my Yan'er is not a girl who is always tempted," Li whispered, "You suddenly ran home alone for so many days and locked yourself in the house day and night. My mother can guess that you must have encountered something very difficult."

Feng Yan nodded.

"I also know that you have always been an idea--- since you haven't spoken, my mother won't ask." Li frowned slightly, "But what happened to you and Wei Xingzhen tonight? Did he do something that makes you sad before, and secretly use some tricks to make you change your mind?"

Feng Yan shook her head repeatedly - she finally understood why her mother had to come over to talk to her tonight.

My mother was probably worried that she was not involved in the matter. She discovered something bad that Wei Xingzhen had done, and was deceived by his sweet words...

"No." Feng Yan replied.

"Then why-"

Before Li finished speaking, a sound of vines falling from outside came from outside.

Feng Yan looked sideways and stood up with the table, "I'll go and see, I'll sit for a while."

Li nodded and reminded, "You go and light a lantern."

Feng Yan stepped into the backyard, turned around and closed the door. At this moment, a familiar shadow flashed from the nearest to her.

Feng Yan instinctively took a step back, but then gently hit the corridor column behind her.

"A Yan."

She raised her head and just met Wei Xingzhen's approaching eyes.

Wei Xingzhen's voice was very low, with a little uneasy in his eyes.

"I, I--"

Feng Yan heard that Wei Xingzhen's current breathing was a little confused, and he also looked at his anxious and anxious expression.

It's strange that Feng Yan was a little nervous at first, but when she saw Wei Xingzhen's appearance as if she was walking on thin ice and had no choice but to do anything... she couldn't tell why, but she suddenly felt a lot of confidence in her heart.

Feng Yan raised her sleeve, reached out her hand tentatively, and patted Wei Xingzhen's head lightly.

Wei Xingzhen raised his eyes unexpectedly.

"Don't be anxious," Feng Yan looked at him seriously and said in a very light voice, "We have a long time tonight."

Wei Xingzhen's throat moved, and when he looked at Feng Yan's unrest, the possibility that he was most afraid of disappeared in an instant.

He was still a little unbelievable, and just stared at Feng Yan's eyes tightly, hoping to confirm more information from this gentle gaze.

But Feng Yan didn't speak anymore.

He took a deep breath, leaned over and leaned his forehead against Feng Yan's shoulder.

"How long will it take for you to...?"

I really don't want to wait for a moment.

Feng Yan thought about it and was about to answer when she heard Li's footsteps coming from the house - the door was pushed open almost the next moment.

Li looked at his daughter standing alone in the corridor with a little strange, "Why are she standing alone?"

Feng Yan came to her senses - Wei Xingzhen... ran too fast.

"...Because I saw that the shelf of the planted vines fell down." Feng Yan pointed to the rolled flower stand in the corner and explained to her mother, "Then the whole area was turned over. I thought that I might not be able to cook by myself...why would you just wait until tomorrow morning to see it."

Li was a little surprised, "Oh, how could the flower stand be turned over all of it?"

"It's... wind." Feng Yan replied with a smile.

After that, Feng Yan and her mother returned to the house.

She carefully looked at her mental journey during this period, and talked about the scene of seeing Changling on the mountain with emotion. She said that when she thought of "no matter how noble she was before her lifetime, she would eventually turn into a piece of yellow soil after death." She felt infinite sorrow.

At that time, she just wanted to go back to her yard and didn't want to see anyone - so she came back.

Mrs. Li is skeptical about this answer.

But seeing Feng Yan's words are so true, I reluctantly believe it. After all, my daughter has a different temperament from the other girl since she was a child.

Feng Yan whispered, "I only felt that these sorrows were diluted by the fireworks by the Luoshui River tonight, and now I feel much better."

When Li heard this, he finally felt a little relieved.

“…so that’s how it is.”

Feng Yan turned her head and smiled, "Although I have a short acquaintance with Wei Xingzhen, I do think he is an upright person during this period of time, and my mother doesn't have to worry too much about his character."

Mrs. Li refused to comment, but a smile finally appeared on her face, "You."

When he sent his mother out, Li talked about the clothes on Wei Xingzhen today that today were not new clothes made for him by his family. Feng Yan sighed in her heart - the mother-in-law in her previous life became more and more pleasing to her son-in-law, but now she has completely turned it backwards.

Wei Xingzhen's image as a slander is so deeply rooted in people's hearts... I don't know how to regain this impression.

Saying goodbye to her mother and closing the yard door again, Feng Yan sighed softly.

Turning around, Wei Xingzhen stood in front of the door of her house again, waiting without saying a word.

The autumn wind gradually rose, Feng Yan stared at the person in front of her, and suddenly realized that Wei Xingzhen was a completely different person from her in this regard.

When she pushed herself and thought that Wei Xingzhen had to chew on her own for a while before she could be mentally prepared... he ran straight over.

Even though he was a little panicked, he ran straight to him.

Feng Yan suddenly realized...

Is this a kind of trust?

Wei Xingzhen on the other side felt a little uncomfortable by this gaze - Feng Yan stood there so far away, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether her silence was due to her fear, suspicion... or something else.

He frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Why is A Yan still not here?"

Feng Yan smiled, lowered her head and walked closer a few steps, then stopped in front of Wei Xingzhen, "Do you help me do something?"

"What."
Chapter completed!