Feng Yan looked at the person in front of her in confusion.

Mei Shier also stared at her, with a little regret and attachment in her eyes.

"Whenever you think that for a long time in the future, you will never look at me with kindness and gentleness again, I feel like I have lost a treasure, but..."

In an instant, Feng Yan finally realized the coming danger.

However, it's too late.

Mei Shier's right hand had already pinched her wrist holding the medicinal herbs like lightning.

The moment she touched, the light in Feng Yan's eyes dimmed. Before she could react, she quickly fell into the unconscious abyss.

The medicinal materials in Feng Yan's hand were scattered all over the ground, and Mei Shier steadily caught her leaning forward body.

"A Yan."

He whispered in her ear, and the person in his arms had no response.

Mei Shier lowered her head and silently held Feng Yan's fair hand.

Is it because Feng Yan often carves? Her palms are not as warm and soft as before. Not only are the finger roots and knuckles covered with thick cocoons, but there are also many shallow scars after the wounds healed.

Mei Shier slowly and gently stroked the details of these hands.

The rough and warm tiger's mouth, slightly raised fingertips, and naturally curled knuckles...

Time flowed slowly, and no one came to disturb him.

Mei Shier hesitated for a moment, slowly raised the hand and gently touched his cheek.

A warmth that had never been seen before passed through his body, trembling.

He frowned almost immediately, and his hand holding Feng Yan suddenly released, allowing it to fall down softly and rest on the ground.

Mei Shier lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He put on his white gauze gloves again and gently stroked the long hair of the man in his arms.

"Good... have a nap."

...

Wei Xingzhen in the yard suddenly turned around and looked at Siyongzhai's house in disbelief.

——Feng Yan's breath suddenly disappeared.

It was not that it was slowly gone, nor that it was taken away by something, but that the entire existence disappeared out of thin air like water vapor.

Wei Xingzhen was stunned for a moment, and then his strong suspicion was filled with irresistible fear, and it suddenly surged into his heart.

He threw down Tang Sanxue, who was still talking, and rushed towards Siyongzhai in a few steps.

When he entered the door, he saw Mei Shier leaning over at the door of another room to pick up herbs.

Wei Xingzhen passed by him silently and walked into the inner room.

Feng Yuandao was still lying on the chair as before, with a comfortable face.

There is no one else in the room.

Even though he had sensed this result a long time ago, after exploring all the houses of Siyongzhai, Wei Xingzhen felt his hands and feet numb and his fingers were cold.

A Yan is gone...

He even couldn't stand steadily, and he felt everything in front of him was spinning.

A Yan is gone...

Almost right under his nose.

"Mr. Wei, what are you looking for?"

Mei Shier's voice came from behind, and Wei Xingzhen turned around and saw Mei Shier standing at the door holding the medicinal herbs in his hand.

Feng Yuandao straightened his waist and looked at Mr. Mei standing there alone in a daze, "...hey, where is Yan'er?"

"I don't know," Mei Shier shook his head and handed out the medicine bag in his hand. "There is no one next door. When I passed by, I only saw the medicine scattered on the ground..."

Wei Xingzhen stepped forward and grabbed the medicine bag and sniffed it carefully - yes, there was indeed Feng Yan's smell on it.

Feng Yuandao was a little confused, "Then where did she go..."

"Did the young master remember something, so he suddenly went out?" Mei Shier said softly.

Feng Yuandao frowned - he would do whatever he thought of immediately, which is Xiaoqi's temperament, Yan'er would not do this.

No matter how anxious she is, she will come in and say hello before leaving.

"Master Wei..." Mei Shier turned around slightly and looked at Wei Xingzhen with a light smile, "You don't look very good."

Wei Xingzhen lowered his head, his eyes sinking in the shadows, almost invisible.

"I'll go... find her..."

"Xingzhen--" Feng Yuandao also realized some hidden worries. However, before he could speak, Wei Xingzhen had already sunk down his forehead and rushed out of Si Yongzhai's house almost madly, leaving Feng Yuandao who was still shocked to be at a loss.

"this……"

"Uncle, lie down first." Mei Shier stepped forward and said, "Young master can't live without this Feng Mansion. Let Lord Wei go to him. I'll pull the needle for you."

Feng Yuandao was a little helpless.

Yes, so late, where else can Yan'er go alone?

He nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Mei, can you move faster? I'll go out and take a look."

"Yeah." Mei Shier nodded with a smile, "I'll try my best."

...

As soon as Wei Xingzhen rushed out of Siyongzhai's door, Tang Sanxue rushed over and grabbed him, "Mr. Wei, are you playing with our family as a monkey-"

"Get out of the way." Wei Xingzhen whispered.

Tang Sanxue was about to break out, but his eyes suddenly met with Wei Xingzhen inadvertently. Suddenly, Tang Sanxue's entire obese body was stiff there, as if he was pressed into an ice cave in the cold winter.

Wei Xingzhen's gaze seemed like a real sharp sword and stabbed a hole in him.

Tang Sanxue shivered uncontrollably.

"You...you are busy."

Wei Xingzhen shook off the palace maid's hand and ran outward.

Tang Sanxue looked at Wei Xingzhen's back and was still immersed in the fear that he had just been staring at. In just a moment, his whole back was already sweating.

"Eunuch Tang?" The palace servant next to him saw that Tang Sanxue's face suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but step forward to worry, "You——"

"Don't, don't touch me."

Tang Sanxue took a few steps away from the side tremblingly. Now he just wanted to find a corner where no one was and hide it all.

His jaw couldn't help but tremble.

After so many years of entering the palace, this is the first time that he is scared by a person's eyes and cannot walk.

And...was it an illusion just now?

I always feel that Wei Xingzhen's eyes seem to...

With some... red halo.

...

Wei Xingzhen avoided the secret whistle of Feng's mansion and avoided all the servants he might meet.

In the darkness, his eyes were like candlelight leaping in the strong wind, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

The veins on his hands under his sleeves burst out, and sharp nails that do not belong to humans also appear and disappear from time to time.

The keen secret whistle in Feng's mansion had already sensed a demonic aura in the air.

But this unsettling demonic aura is both shallow and broad, making it impossible to distinguish its direction for a while.

Wei Xingzhen was walking in the uninhabited corridor.

He had no time to take care of other things, fear, regret, anger, worry... countless thoughts condensed into huge rivers and flooded him.

"Wei Xingzhen, what are you doing!"

At this critical moment, Du Huanfeng suddenly jumped down from the eaves of the corridor.

He had noticed some subtle strangeness in the streets and alleys of Feng Mansion, so he rushed all the way.

——Sure enough, the source of the abnormal movement lies with Wei Xingzhen.

"Where is Feng Yan?"

Du Kuangfeng asked this question and saw Wei Xingzhen's expression in front of him.

With eyes facing each other, Du Kuangfeng immediately had the answer.

"Calm down, can you pick the place if you want to have an attack?" Du Qiangfeng stepped forward, reached out and strangled Wei Xingzhen's shoulder heavily. He lowered his voice, "...You really think that my secret whistle in Feng's family is just for free."

Wei Xingzhen broke away from his hand, and a low murmur of beasts in shock and anger came from his throat.

This sound made Du Huanfeng's hair stand upside down.

"Stop your anger!" Du Huanfeng said sternly.

The autumn night wind rustled the yellow leaves above his head again, and Wei Xingzhen's breath suddenly subsided.

"You must keep calm, too."

"At any time, keep calm."

Feng Yan's laughter seemed to be right in his ears.
Chapter completed!