Feng Yan couldn't help but look at Mei Shier more, and felt some sympathy in her heart.

She was also burdened by her talent of "both talent and curse". Whether in Chang'an or Luoyang, she could only be trapped in a certain courtyard.

Until the Wei fox appeared.

Mei Shier saw Feng Yan laughing silently again, her eyes were gentle and happy, and she didn't know what she remembered.

He turned around and looked at the bamboo basket Feng Yan placed on the table, stepped forward and pinched the wet pine needles in his hand and rolled them.

"Young Master is going to hide oranges by picking these pine needles?"

"Yes..." Feng Yan nodded, "Mr. Mei also knows this method?"

"Yeah." Mei Shier nodded, "Actually, there is no need to be such a trouble. You can just use mung beans, but at most you can only hide it until winter. You still have to do it after you have been left for a long time."

"Mr. Mei has also been very knowledgeable about these dietary matters."

Mei Shier smiled and sighed, "When you don't come out of the clinic, there is no place to go. Just find some ways to spend time alone."

Feng Yan looked at Mei Shier's hands wearing gauze gloves and suddenly realized that Mr. Mei liked flowers and plants, which was probably not accidental.

Whether it is her or her father Feng Yuandao, an important reason why they are obsessed with the flowers and plants in the courtyard is probably that they are unable to find their place in the crowd.

It is difficult to make friends with others, so you go back to your own world to help with flowers and plants, do what you should do in March and April, and everything will have its own answers in August and September, without speculation or careful care.

"Young Master... I am really a very special person." Mei Shier suddenly spoke.

When Feng Yan heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at Mei Shier.

Mei Shier also stared at Feng Yan, and there seemed to be a sigh in his eyes.

"In the past, I told my friends that 'I am particularly sensitive to the traces left by others'. They always pester me to ask what's going on... The young master didn't ask a word, but he seemed to understand everything as soon as he heard it."

Feng Yan laughed and was about to answer, but suddenly she felt Wei Xingzhen approaching.

"A Yan!"

Feng Yan turned around, "...you're back."

Wei Xingzhen took off his umbrella and spread his cloak and draped it on Feng Yan's shoulder.

"Mr. Mei is here too."

"Yes, Mr. Mei is lost." Feng Yan said softly, "I think I'm waiting for you to come back, let's take him out together."

Wei Xingzhen took Feng Yan's hand and glanced back at Mei Shier, "Then let's go."

Mei Shier bent slightly, but her face still had a distant and polite smile.

"Two people who are hard-working."

There were very few servants in the West Garden of Feng's mansion, and the three of them quietly walked forward along the curved corridor.

Wei Xingzhen was a little concerned about the movements of Mei Shier behind her, "Mr. Mei came alone today?"

"No." Mei Shier replied, "It's a rare day of leisure, and I happened to get an invitation from Uncle Feng, so I brought my sister to the house. She always wanted to see the waterside pavilions and towers in these private manors with her own eyes."

"Mr. Mei also has a sister." Feng Yan turned her head, "How old is it? What's the name?"

"It's sixteenth this year." Mei Shier replied, "The word "Yu" is a single name."

Feng Yan smiled, "It's as big as Xiaoqi."

Wei Xingzhen listened quietly to the two of them. Although he looked at the road ahead, his light was always on Mr. Mei.

I can't explain why. I met Mr. Mei these two times recently, and he felt that this person was a bit uncomfortable.

Is it because he just looked at A Yan's gaze?

...

Today, Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen walked out of the West Garden with Mei Shier, and saw Changchun Garden not far away very lively. The servants held umbrellas and walked in the rain, holding empty plates and fruit plates in their hands.

When Feng Liang saw Mei Shier, he smiled and walked forward. Feng Yuandao waited for a long time but still saw Mei Shier coming out. He guessed that Mr. Mei was lost and was about to send someone to search for him in the West Garden.

Mei Shier smiled, "I am ashamed, I am really lost. I shouldn't be entrusted just now. I should let you accompany me for a walk."

"Where, sir, it's fine."

Feng Yan looked at the crowd not far away, "Brother Feng, why is it so lively in front of you?"

"Ah, because the old lady from Duke Zhenguo's Mansion has also come."

"...Di Yang's mother?" Feng Yan asked.

"That's right," Feng Liang nodded, "Mrs. Di has come to Luoyang quietly these days. Today, I happened to pass by this area and came to my door without saying hello."

Feng Yan nodded and understood.

Although he called Mrs. Di, Lin and Li were about the same age. They were old acquaintances when they were in Chang'an. When Lin came to Luoyang, he must have come to visit his mother.

In the past, Lin was always casual when he came to his house. When he thought of something or something good, he came to Li to tell him that because of the capital moving, the old sisters had not met for nearly a year.

Feng Yan leaned towards Wei Xingzhen, "Where is Di Yang's person lately?"

"It seems like I'm going to Weilu Mountain to see his father."

Feng Yan laughed when she heard this.

What's going on with this family? When Di Yang was in Luoyang before, Lin refused to come. Now Lin has come to Luoyang, Di Yang has returned to Chang'an Weilu Mountain to visit his father.

Mei Shier looked at Feng Liang, "Is Ayu also in Changchun Garden now?"

"Yes, our wife likes A Yu very much. She just talked a few words and was very close to each other, and pushed people over all the way." Feng Liang smiled and made a gesture of inviting her, "You go here."

After entering Changchun Garden, when he saw the girl named Mei Yu, Feng Yan suddenly understood why the word Feng Bo just used was "push".

The little girl was dressed in plain clothes and sat quietly next to Li, just sitting in a wheelchair under her, with a thin layer of velvet blanket covering her waist.

Her face showed a pale paleness that had not seen the sunlight for years, and her ink eyes were pitch black and bright. She soon discovered Mei Shier who had entered the room with everyone, and smiled and called out "Brother".

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Mei Shier.

After everyone's greetings, a slightly older servant lady stood up and looked at Mei Shier, "This is Mr. Mei..."

Just as Mei Shier was about to speak, Lin on the opposite side interrupted the maid's words first. She opened her slightly cloudy eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Mei is also a guest today. It's already rude that we don't say hello to the door. Then we will ask others for consultation at this time. Others want to laugh at me as old as I don't understand the rules."

"It's okay." Mei Shier said, "I came to the door today to treat Uncle Feng's legs, and it's second to be a guest. Do you... want to see your eyes?"

Lin still wanted to refuse, but Li had already answered the words for her.

These eyes have been crying since Di Chengweng went up the mountain. Now only one of them can barely see the outline of the object. After trying various methods over the years, it has not been better.

Li sighed, "If Mr. Mei had a way to cure my sister's eyes, our family would have a great thanks."
Chapter completed!