Under the same sky, the carriage that sent Feng Yishu back to the city had already arrived at the gate of Feng's mansion.

Although it was a nominal escort, Feng Yishu actually had extra handcuffs on his feet to prevent him from escaping halfway.

"Fifth Master, you're here, you can get off the car."

Someone opened the car door for him. Feng Yishu dragged the handcuffs out of the car. He saw that the north gate of Feng's mansion, which should have been empty under the night, was now full of Sun Youwei's Taohua Guards.

The mother was guarding the door early - Li didn't know what was going on, and no one told her why so many officers and soldiers suddenly appeared at the door of her house.

"Wurang?" Li saw the iron chain used by Feng Yishu to lock the prisoner on his feet, "You...what have you done!"

"It's not me." Feng Yishu was a little dry-mouthed, "Don't worry, mom, let's talk about it when you enter the house."

Several Taohuawei stepped forward and untied the chain for Feng Yishu, "I offended you, Wu Ye, don't be surprised."

"I'm just doing the job according to the order. What's wrong with me?" Feng Yishu moved his wrists and ankles, "Thank you too."

Li looked at the official officer who had reconciled his son to send him in confusion. This polite look really didn't seem like Goro had committed anything.

The mother and son entered the mansion together, walked through the courtyard and returned to Siyongzhai. Feng Yishu entered the house and walked around, "Didn't dad come back yet?"

"I don't know what happened to your father. I sent several letters, so I replied, saying that there was something wrong in the mountain and it would be postponed for a few more days." Li frowned, "Don't worry about him. He is a person who is a playful person. Even if he changes his mind temporarily, it is not a strange thing to live on the mountain for a few months... What's going on with you? Where is your sister?"

Feng Yishu was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly swept across the wooden table beside his mother.

The book "The Range Rover" is still there.

Feng Yishu held his breath for a moment, and he slowly walked to the table and reached out to pick up the book.

The pages of the book were flipping quickly brought a gust of wind, and then suddenly stopped on the page of the Hero. Feng Yishu saw that the place where he was originally missed was painted with ink pen. Instead, there were a few lines of beautiful small calligraphy in the blank space next to him, which carefully wrote about the appearance, habits and talents of the Hero.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like something was blocking his heart.

"Ayu put the book here this morning," Li said softly? "When she comes next time—"

"She won't come again." Feng Yishu whispered.

Li looked at her son with some wonder? She faintly felt a little ominous from these words, "What do you mean by this... Isn't something wrong with her?"

Feng Yishu shook his head? After a long time, he threw the book back on the table.

"She is a spirit savior."

Li's eyes widened a little, and he hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"So many people surrounded our family? And I was escorted back because my sister moved the mountain to lure the leader of the spirit-sacrificing man up the mountain yesterday? "Feng Yishu said softly, "But don't worry, we just stay at home for a few days, and your Majesty will be relieved after two days-"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Li Shi was incredible? "A Yu, such a little girl--"

"Isn't this the most surprising thing? Do you know who the leader of the spirit-sacrificing man is?" Feng Yishu said softly, "You have seen this person."

“…I’ve seen it?”

"Yes," Feng Yishu nodded, "It's Mei Shier? Mr. Mei."

The whole room became quiet.

Li sat on the chair nearby with some loss of strength.

"Has it been wrong..." she murmured, "Mr. Mei... the spirit-sacrificing man?"

"That's what Master Du Tian told me."

Li raised his head? “Then how could your sister tolerate him coming to the house several times—”

"I don't know, I have many questions to ask her. But today is too hasty and there is no time." Feng Yishu looked at his mother? "Can you rest early? We have no good idea except waiting now."

Li was shocked and could not recover for a long time, so Feng Yishu stayed with her for a while. When his mother returned to the bedroom, he quickly left Siyongzhai.

But in less than a cup of tea, he returned, took away the "Lanar Rover" on the table without saying a word, and then ran away quickly.

That night, Feng Yishu tossed and turned in his room and couldn't sleep. Many things churned in his mind. An unprecedented depression was like a big net, covering him up.

In the middle of the night, he simply got up in his clothes and went for a walk outside. At night, there were occasionally patrolling servants passing by with lanterns. Feng Yishu bypassed everyone and walked aimlessly.

When he realized that he had already walked to his sister's courtyard.

Feng Yan's courtyard gate was closed, and Feng Yishu stepped forward and pushed it open, and there was no one in the courtyard.

After entering the house, he took out the fire and lit the lamp in his sister's house.

All the furnishings here made him feel familiar. Whether in Chang'an or Luoyang, his sister's small building is the same - where to place tables and where to place potted plants... Eaves bells hung at the door of the small garden leading to the backyard. When the night wind suddenly blows, it jingles.

Unlike before, traces of Wei Xingzhen can be seen everywhere here.

He put his coat on the screen, read half of the books that were buckled on the table, some tea stains left, and the old manuscripts he wrote - Sister and Wei Xingzhen have been living in the Wei Mansion for many days, but it seems that they still look like they left on the last day.

The servants at home cannot be so lazy. The only possibility is that Sister will not allow others to enter her and Wei Xingzhen’s house before leaving.

Feng Yishu held a candlelight in his hand and approached Feng Yan's bookshelf. There were many gadgets carved by his sister on the edge of the bookshelf. Feng Yishu remembered that when he was twelve years old, his sister gave him a set of little tigers carved by himself, which he liked very much.

The wood carvings are still placed on the table of his flat demon bureau, both for decoration and for paperweight.

Feng Yishu's eyes swept over the newly engraved gadgets on the bookshelf.

Apart from the old works of the sisters next to them, the rest are the crouching foxes, sitting foxes, foxes with their heads tilted and scratching their ears with their feet, and foxes roaring on the ground at all corners...

All are foxes.

Feng Yishu originally thought that when he met his sister, the first question he would ask her was, "Do you know what Wei Xingzhen's origin?"

Now it seems that this question is not to be asked.

but why……

Did she fall for Wei Xingzhen?

No.No.No.

More memories instantly poured into Feng Yishu's mind.

He remembered the way that Sister smiled and called Wei Xingzhen’s name when she came here for tea several times before; she remembered the way she met them walking in the garden in her own yard; and this morning, when he carried Wei Xingzhen, who was covered in blood and unconscious, back to His Majesty’s palace alone, Sister was panicked and crying...

How could anyone who is hit by the enemy have such a vivid reaction?

Sister is clearly...
Chapter completed!