Feng Yan is gone.

In the second half of the night, Feng Que brought the news back from Changling. Sun Youwei was awakened in the middle of the night. His first reaction was to confirm Wei Xingzhen's whereabouts, but he soon discovered that Wei Xingzhen was gone.

The last person who saw him was Yin Shiyun and Du Huanfeng. They seemed to have had some unpleasantness last night, and then Yin Shiyun left with her sleeves. Du Huanfeng quickly rested. After waking up, Wei Xingzhen disappeared.

Sun You narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be Wei Xingzhen who kidnapped Feng Yan?

No...even if Wei Xingzhen intends to do so, Feng Yan will not obey.

Especially now, when several of her younger brothers have returned to Luoyang from Chang'an, she will not act rashly.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Qi burst into tears.

Sun You shook her head slightly, and she endured a yawn and slowly closed her eyes.

"Wait a little longer." The empress said softly.

Feng Que was puzzled, "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until A Yan comes back by herself." Sun Youwei replied.

"But if..."

"Nothing is the case," Sun Youwei said slowly. She glanced at Feng Qi, with a faint smile on her face. "Didn't you dreamed last night? Feng Dai said she was watching us underground... She looked at A Yan too."

...

"Why is Sister back?"

Xiaoqi looked at Feng Yan in front of her in surprise. She looked a little haggard when she didn't see each other for many days, but she was still calm and calm like before.

Xiaoqi looked behind Feng Yan, "Are you the only one?"

Feng Yan shook her head, "Your brother-in-law and I are with me. He is now on my father's side, so I'll take a look at you."

Feng Yan approached and looked at the food box in Xiaoqi's hand.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and bring food to Brother Six." Xiaoqi replied, and she sighed, "Every time I have to implicate a few people and suffer a little..."

"I'll go with you, I haven't seen Liulang for a long time."

Xiaoqi walked forward and held his sister's hand tightly.

"Sister, I have a lot to say to you."

...

In Di Chengweng's guest house, Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yuandao were sitting together, and the three of them gathered around the fire to cook the fire.

Originally, I just went to Siyongzhai to invite good morning with Feng Yan in the morning, and then chatted with Feng Yuandao for a walk. Unexpectedly, as I walked, Feng Yuandao took him to Di Chengweng to sit.

Wei Xingzhen was thinking about finding an excuse to escape, so that he could go back to Feng Yan, when he heard Feng Yuandao ask, "Di Yang also went up the mountain before. Have you met him?"

Wei Xingzhen shook his head, "There are a lot of things in the mountains these days, and there is basically no time to be idle."

"That's it..." Feng Yuandao nodded, "I'm still surprised. He went up the mountain to find you. Why is it that he is still staying on the mountain now that you and A Yan are back."

"Is that true?" Wei Xingzhen thought for a while, "Then ask where he is after A Yan and I go back."

Feng Yuandao looked at Di Chengweng with a smile, "I can't figure out you. What did you do when you are so good at home? You're going to be secular, come back!"

Di Chengweng also laughed, but did not respond. He looked at Wei Xingzhen, "I want to ask Lord Wei a question."

"It's enough for uncle to call me Xingzhen." Wei Xingzhen poked the charcoal fire with the iron clip, "You ask."

“What will happen this winter festival?”

Wei Xingzhen's hand stopped, "...it's not easy to say."

"Whether the sacrifice flag is broken, there is a great omen."

Wei Xingzhen then raised his eyes, "Who did you hear from uncle?"

Feng Yuandao was stunned, "...It's really broken?"

Wei Xingzhen nodded.

Feng Yuandao's expression was frozen there, but Di Chengweng seemed to have a stone hanging in his heart and sighed a long sigh.

"How did my uncle know?"

"…Dream." Di Chengweng replied in a low voice.

"Did you dream of the result of the winter festival?" Wei Xingzhen frowned, "When?"

"Fourteen years ago."

Although Di Chengweng said everything calmly, Feng Yuandao and Wei Xingzhen almost held their breath.

Wei Xingzhen slowly straightened his waist. He looked at Di Chengweng, who was already a monk in front of him, and his eyes became complicated.

Fourteen years ago, seventh year of Tianfu.

Wei Xingzhen remembered that Di Chengwen suddenly realized that he became a monk this year, and Di Yang, who was only ten years old, inherited the title of the old Duke, unlike his previous life. Until Feng Yan had an accident, Di Yang was still the prince of the Duke's Mansion.

He didn't know the reason at first, just thought it was an accident.

"What...what happened?" Feng Yuandao stretched his neck and looked at his old friend.

Di Chengweng folded his hands together and murmured softly.

"Is it related to the dream of breaking the flag when my uncle suddenly went up the mountain?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

"It's not just the broken flag, that dream is very long... so long that it seems like I have spent the rest of my life in the dream." Di Chengweng replied softly.

Even though fourteen years have passed, when Di Chengweng recalled and described the scene in his dream again, he still frowned in a little unbearable way.

Feng Yuandao blinked in surprise, "What have you... dreamed of?"

Di Chengweng's eyes slowly fell to the ground.

"There is thunder shaking the mountains, causing thousands of large trees to be burned by fire until the end. Thousands of hectares of good fields have become scorched earth," Di Chengweng said lightly, "and then the world is raining and blood, the Black Mountain Pass breaks, and there is a flood surrounding the city, demons cover the sky and the sun, demons and people eat people...

"In the next few years, there will be heavy floods, droughts, famines, and epidemics. I have... been alive. Every time my life is hanging on the line, I will always encounter a new turning point. I don't know if it's luck or misfortune."

"How long have you been in your dream?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

Di Chengweng blinked, "Not counting... It should be more than ten years. After waking up from the dream, I was frightened all day long and could not live a life--"

"Why have you never heard of it?" Feng Yuandao was extremely surprised.

Di Chengweng shook his head, "I said, but no one believed me."

Feng Yuandao was stunned again.

After thinking about it carefully, before Di Chengweng became a monk, he did stayed in his door for a while. At that time, he asked Lin, and Lin only said that her husband had a cold and was inconvenient to see others.

Feng Yuandao's throat moved.

“…It’s just a dream?”

"It's a dream, not a dream, it's no longer important." Di Chengweng whispered, "In order to calm the fear in my heart, I went to the Koulu Mountain and wanted to seek guidance from the master, but I met a boy..."

"Young man..." Feng Yuandao murmured, "What kind of boy is it?"

Di Chengweng shook his head, "I can't remember my voice, appearance, and appearance... He said that instead of being frightened all day long and unable to be at peace, it would be better to regard what I saw in my dream as a reality that has not happened yet, and take this as an opportunity to spend the rest of my life... I can't save people, can't I save myself?"

"So you... became a monk."

Di Chengweng nodded.

"Why did my uncle choose to return to Luoyang at this moment?"
Chapter completed!