Wei Xingzhen was thinking about something else in her mind, but she almost wanted Feng Yan to say again.

The sentence "Okay-" stuck in his throat, then turned into a stern and a little angry look, staring at Feng Yan silently.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous." Feng Yan couldn't help laughing again like a child who was exposed on the spot when she was cheated.

She lowered her head, took out the jade brocade bag she had brought to Daizongshan from her sleeve, and then handed the uncensored jade to Wei Xingzhen.

"Then Xingzhen must also know the mystery of this uncensored jade?"

Wei Xingzhen had tied jade, and his thumb gently rubbed the stone surface. The rugged surface was a little uncomfortable to touch at this moment.

"A Yan... really want to know?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen's expression, "Xingzhen seems... doesn't want to tell me?"

"Know less, and you also have less unnecessary troubles." Wei Xingzhen whispered, "At least this year will be a safe year, I promise."

Feng Yan thought, "...Or, tell me?"

"Why?"

She looked at the jade in Wei Xingzhen's hand and thought for a while.

You know that there are troubles that you know, but you don’t know that you don’t know.

Or...it is better to know more, right?

"No," Feng Yan replied, "I just want to know."

Wei Xingzhen sighed, holding the jade, and pondered, "Have A Yan asked Mrs. Feng?"

"I asked, but she only said 'Jade is the pretext' and did not explain anything else."

"Did you find anything strange about this piece of uncensored jade during this period?"

"Well," Feng Yan thought for a moment, "Although I have always forgotten it in the box and didn't touch it, it seems to feel a little warmer than before... Is there any explanation?"

Wei Xingzhen whispered softly, "When I first saw this jade, it was already a hollow round jade bi. It was dark red and had dark patterns on phoenixes."

"The jade bi with phoenix dark patterns," Feng Yan raised her head, "...has craftsman who has carved it?"

Wei Xingzhen shook his head, "I asked this too, because I thought the pattern looked good, so I asked which master it was written by. As a result, you told me that it became like this."

Feng Yan was stunned, "...I've become like this?"

"You said that when you first got it, it was just an ordinary piece of unconventional jade, and then day after day, year after year, it seemed that someone was carving it in the dark. The surface of the unconventional jade gradually became smooth, and the front and back of the jade bi gradually appeared," Wei Xingzhen paused, "It was the spring of the 25th year of Tianfu."

Feng Yan frowned - that was the spring of the year when she was twenty-four years old.

She took back the jade and smiled and moved it to the candlestick nearby to take a closer look.

The thick uncensored jade at this moment had no sign of transparency, nor could it reflect the flames behind it. It was still silent in Feng Yan's hands like a thumping stone.

Jade means predation.

Is it a sign of the time when her fate and disasters come?

But what is the best way to predict this? It is the birthday of twenty-four years old, isn't it?

It seems that it is useless to know this...

No wonder it is an unnecessary trouble.

"Then you asked me to put it on the first floor..." Feng Yan said softly, "Are you afraid that you will forget your life?"

"Of course I won't forget it," Wei Xingzhen stared at the uncensored jade, "but I will remember it more clearly when I look at it."

Feng Yan looked at the serious look in front of her, and suddenly felt an unspeakable depression surged into her heart, making people feel embarrassed.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan again, "Why don't Ayan want to see me these days?"

Feng Yan also looked into Wei Xingzhen's eyes, "I don't know... how to see you. Are the me in my previous life and I in this life... the same person? I may just be unable to understand this problem."

Wei Xingzhen frowned in confusion, "...Why do you have to think about this kind of problem?"

"Because I may...can't treat you as someone I have known for many years. Even now, I still think you are for me..." Feng Yan paused before whispering, "It's very strange."

Wei Xingzhen finally understood, and a moment of chaos flashed in his eyes.

Feng Yan continued, "I may not be able to treat you as you expected, but I cannot pretend that I am unaware of everything... So I, I don't know what to do."

The two fell into silence.

After a long time, Wei Xingzhen stretched out his hand and held Feng Yan's right hand on the tea table.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan's fingertips, "No matter whether A Yan is A Yan or not, I will always be me."

He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yan, "Let's just... let it go, okay?"

Feng Yan was a little confused for a moment.

The raindrops outside hit the windows and the wind, and the dull thunder sounded from the sky came in waves.

On this rainy night with wind and thunder, the candlelight in the courtyard is still leaping like every night before, reflecting everything in the house warmly.

She looked at Wei Xingzhen's big hands with distinct knuckles and suddenly remembered the evening not long ago.

She had just woken up from her long sleep, and her hand was like now, covering the back of her hand.

Feng Yan smiled for a moment, and after a moment, she gently held Wei Xingzhen's fingertips.

Wei Xingzhen breathed a sigh of relief very lightly.

My heart, which had been hanging all night, finally let go of it.

Although Feng Yan said nothing, he had heard the answer.

...

When sending Wei Xingzhen out, Feng Yan made a special trip to take out a flower umbrella from the room that he had not used for a long time and handed it to him.

Wei Xingzhen stood under the eaves with an umbrella in his arms, "Don't send it away, it's wet everywhere."

Feng Yan stopped.

"Then tomorrow, I'll pick you up." Wei Xingzhen whispered, "Let's have a good rest tonight."

Feng Yan nodded. She originally wanted to say something else, but suddenly she heard a panic sound of footsteps outside the yard.

The panicked voices were dispersed by the rain, and I couldn't hear what they were calling.

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan looked out the gate at the same time.

After a while, Feng Yan walked out of the yard alone with an umbrella. A huge panic and uneasiness mixed with the wind and rain came towards her.

She accelerated her steps and walked quickly towards the uneasy center.

"Uncle Liang!" She saw Feng Liang, who was beside her father, from afar, hurried to the east gate with a group of servants wearing straw raincoats, and chased forward, "It's so late, where are you going?"

"Miss..." Feng Liang recognized the person and stopped quickly, "Miss, don't follow me, please go back to the yard to rest."

"What the hell is wrong?"

Feng Liang hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should say it, but Feng Yan blocked his way. After her repeated questions, Feng Liang finally slapped his thigh.

"Miss, please stop stopping me. Miss Seven fell into the water outside the city... The fifth master had been searching along the coast for half a night but couldn't find anyone. The news just came back... The master's wife had just gone out!"
Chapter completed!