On the west side of the Luo River, there is a peach blossom forest called "Yonglin".

Whether it is the hot summer or the cold weather, the peach blossoms here are always blooming.

This is Sun Youwei's back garden, and only a few people who have been approved by her can enter and exit. However, occasionally, Yonglin will open on holidays, and many young people in Luoyang City will come here to enjoy the flowers and row.

The Luoshui Lantern Festival just passed last night, and there are very few peach forests today.

Feng Yan followed Feng Xiaoqi's breath all the way to here, but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure standing not far away - Yin Shiyun also saw Feng Yan.

He quickly approached, "Goro suddenly came to me this morning and told me, "Are you asking me to meet here... Is it important to encounter?"

Feng Yan suddenly understood what was going on.

She shook her head.

"But now that I'm here," she looked at the stone pavilion near the lake not far away, "Mr. Yin, please go there and sit there."

In the distance, Feng Xiaoqi and Feng Yishu watched Yin Shiyun and Feng Yan head towards Shiting together, and couldn't help but clench their four fists.

"Success!"

However, before he finished speaking, Yin Shiyun's steps suddenly stopped - he suddenly turned around and looked at the place where Feng Xiaoqi and Feng Yishu were.

"...Oh no," the two of them immediately reacted, "been discovered!"

...

After about a cup of tea, Yin Shiyun carried Feng Yishu's back to the stone pavilion where Feng Yan was sitting.

When Feng Yishu saw Feng Yan, he immediately said in surprise, "It's a coincidence, sister... why are you here too?"

Feng Yan looked at Goro, "Where is Xiaoqi?"

Just as Feng Yishu was about to answer, Yin Shiyun replied, "They ran away separately, and I will catch Wulang first."

Feng Yishu sat down next to Feng Yan, "You have discovered everything..."

"Well," Feng Yan sighed softly, "I'm just thinking that, why don't I just talk about it today. There is no misunderstanding between Lord Yin and me. You can sit here and listen carefully. Don't do such farce again in the future."

Feng Yan whispered, "As for the Lion Garden three years ago..."

"A Yan," Yin Shiyun spoke instinctively, "At that time—"

"Mr. Yin, don't be sorry. I should have told you long ago. I didn't go that night either." Feng Yan said softly, "It rained so heavily that night. I originally thought I would apologize to you the next day, but you spoke first."

Yin Shiyun's face suddenly turned pale.

“…I, I don’t understand.”

Feng Yan said calmly, "That night, I slipped to the Lion Garden at night, but the old lady caught me right away."

Yin Shiyun looked at Feng Yan, "...What did Old Lady Feng say?"

"She asked me if I had ever thought about the consequences of doing this." Feng Yan looked at Yin Shiyun, "After all, you are the only legitimate son of Grand Master Yin. If you disappear, how turmoil will it cause."

Yin Shiyun frowned slightly, "But haven't we discussed this issue at that time?"

Feng Yan smiled, "If I really understand the discussion, why didn't Lord Yin come that night?"

Yin Shiyun's eyes became hot, "I..."

Feng Yan interrupted Yin Shiyun softly, "I answered decisively at that time, so the old lady asked me again, if the person in the Feng family was me, how would I deal with myself when I was the 24th year?"

"...How did A Yan answer?" Yin Shiyun asked in a low voice.

"It's simple," Feng Yan said softly, "As long as I break myself before the 24th birthday, everything will be fine. So the old lady asked again, what should Shi Yun do then? I thought about it for a long time and felt that Lord Yin might have to follow me."

Feng Yishu, hearing this, had already shrunk his neck slightly - he really didn't expect that Feng Yan would be full of life and death as soon as he opened up.

Most women's families can't get rid of these topics when talking about love. Even women like Sister cannot avoid the vulgarity... So he secretly poked Yin Shiyun's leg under the table and whispered, "Sir Yin, please say something."

Yin Shiyun didn't say a word.

He fully understood the weight of Feng Yan's words.

"The old lady laughed at me and asked why she still wanted to bump into the wall even though she knew it was a south wall? If the so-called love means dragging the other person into her own mud, is this considered love? I was stopped by this, so I thought about it all night in the Buddhist temple and didn't go."

"It was so rainy that night, and it was all night," Feng Yan looked at Luoshui not far away, "But fortunately he didn't go. The next day His Majesty suddenly summoned me to the palace to meet him. If he really left at night, I'm afraid he would be discovered the next day."

Yin Shiyun sighed, "In the past few years, I have often remembered the heavy rain that night-"

"In just a few years, you are already the youngest in charge of Sitiantai. Lord Yin should be glad that he didn't leave that year."

Yin Shiyun shook her head, "There were too many variables that night... I didn't have time to explain to A Yan one by one. I was too young at that time, but instead looked back. If I could return to that time, I would probably be braver."

Speaking of this, Yin Shiyun mustered up the courage again, "But no matter what, now that you understand your intention-"

"Mr. Yin will have a wrong idea." Feng Yan suddenly raised her eyes, "Today, we might as well give each other a way out."

Yin Shiyun was right for a moment, but Feng Yan had already stood up and saluted - he suddenly had an intuition that Feng Yan's "talking things out" today was completely cutting off his feet.

Seeing that she was getting further and further away, Yin Shiyun had no choice but to shout again, "A Yan!"

Feng Yan stopped, "Mr. Yin has something to do?"

Yin Shiyun was silent for a long time and finally spoke with some bumps.

"...I may have found the music score of "Hundred Six Yang Jiu". My master met a friend from Shu on his way south. He...will be in Luoyang tomorrow."

Feng Yan was silent for a moment.

In the distance, there are water birds looking for food by the Luo River. The fallen flowers on the riverside are colorful, like paradise.

She sighed.

"Thank you, Lord Yin has troubled you."

...

Nearly afternoon, outside the Wei Mansion Gate was surrounded by officers and soldiers from Dali Temple.

Feng Yan was awakened by the sound of bells outside during her nap. She opened her eyes and asked in a low voice about what happened. A boy's voice came from outside the room.

"Madam, the people from Dali Temple are here. They are here with the search warrant issued by the emperor to check our Wei Mansion. Do you want to come out and take a look?"

Feng Yan felt a little confused, so she stood up and pushed the door open. When she saw the young man outside the door, Feng Yan recognized him - this was the one who came to report the news at the Duke's Mansion on the day she got married, saying that the ministers gathered in the Taiwei Mansion.

"You are..." Feng Yan asked.

"I'm really asking me to go, I'm a manager who manages information from inside and outside the mansion on a daily basis and coordinates the planning of the business."

Feng Yan knew it, she closed the door and walked slowly through the courtyard with the boy, heading towards the front yard.

On the way, Feng Yan yawned, "How can the emperor be willing to use such a thunderous method as the search mansion on Wei Xingzhen... Are you sure the search warrant they are holding clearly written on your Lord Wei's name?"

The young man then thought, "Uh... that's not, it's just that the token says 'The emperor issued it, can be used for convenience'. But I heard that Dali Temple had already searched the Taiwei Mansion and the Sikong Mansion in the morning, and the company princess mansion had been there... I found our place now, probably because it was a seniority, not bullying us."

Feng Yan's voice was low, still with the sleepiness he had during his nap, "Is that right, who is the person coming?"

"It's Master Ji Ranji, the young minister of Dali Temple. He said he wanted to ask you in person about the tree demon attacking your wife on the summer solstice. The young man knew that his wife didn't like crowded places, so he asked their boss to wait in the tea room in the west."

Ji Ran...

Feng Yan vaguely had a little impression of this name, but couldn't remember where he had heard it.

In the tea room, Ji Ran, the young minister of Dali Temple, and two followers, one old and one young, were sitting quietly in the middle hall. Hearing the sound of gentle footsteps outside, Ji Ran raised his eyes immediately.

After going to open the pearl curtain, Feng Yan lowered her head and walked in.

"Knowing Young Master Miao." Ji Ran immediately stood up and bowed to Feng Yan.

Feng Yan looked at the boy in front of him. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The large-fold collar uniform of Dali Temple made him look flat and thin on both shoulders, tall waist, long legs, and tall in shape - it was the kind of youthful appearance that His Majesty admired the most.

Seeing that although the aura on his body was cold, it was clear, Feng Yan slightly lowered her guard.

"Please sit down by Lord Ji." Feng Yan said softly.

The older follower immediately spread out the paper and pen, and began to record in front of Feng Yan.

"Young Master, don't be surprised. The official office is here. Every word you and I say must be recorded on the record," Ji Ran said softly. "After all the questions you should ask, we will copy the questions in duplicate them, and read them for the young master."

Feng Yan nodded.

Just as Ji Ran was about to follow the example, Feng Yan spoke first, "I feel like Lord Ji looks...it seems a little familiar?"

Ji Ran on the opposite side was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and gently stopped the pen of the recorder, and then replied with a bright look, "I have seen it, but I should have seen the young master unilaterally."

"Yeah."

"In the 16th year of Tianfu, there was a fake phoenix on Daizong Mountain, which almost destroyed the national sacrifice place of my Great Zhou. At that time, I was still in the Ping Yao Office and was ordered to lead a team to the mountain to support it. As a result, I was accidentally overturned by the demon wind flapping the wings of the fake phoenix and fell into the mountain stream, so I stayed alone in the mountain for several days without evacuating with the large army."

"Oh..." Feng Yan understood, "Is it the time I killed Pure Luan?"
Chapter completed!