"During this period...what have you waved your sword to opponents who are far stronger than you?"

Wei Xingzhen frowned and thought deeply. He didn't spend much time on participating in the business during this period. After all, most of the time he was with A Yan in the twelve domains...

No, no.

Wei Xingzhen suddenly reacted - he almost forgot that he had pulled out the sanshang a few hours ago and snatched the sleeping Feng Yan back from the floating dark clouds.

"This is not a place to speak." Wei Xingzhen whispered, "I'll send you to the city together."

"That's going to be troublesome."

Zhu Xiang then got up and turned to the city gate. Wei Xingzhen said again, "Don't go to the city gate."

"Where can you go without going through the city gate?"

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yishu have turned around to lead the way.

The people on the city tower recognized Wei Xingzhen and shouted in the rain to confirm the identity of Zhu Xiang and the old man. After a while, a thick rope fell from the city wall.

However, no one grabbed the rope. With Chen Heng's approval, Zhu Xiang took his mother-in-law and Feng Yishu hugged Ayu, and they easily climbed up the city tower.

As soon as the few people landed, they heard Chen Heng ordering another arrow to shoot at the monsters in the distance not far away.

The suspicious demon fog was once again dispelled by the rain of arrows.

Chen Heng then walked towards Wei Xingzhen and his party. At this moment, there was no more conspicuous presence on the city tower than Wei Xingzhen. When everyone was guarding and fully armed, Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yishu didn't even hold umbrellas.

The blood rain sputtered over them, and could not fall into their bodies at all.

"Master Wei." Chen Heng stopped in front of Wei Xingzhen, "Your Majesty, please be sure to enter the palace."

"I want to go back to Wei's house first."

"You should go to the palace first," Chen Heng seemed to see through Wei Xingzhen's thoughts. "As soon as the young master returned to the city, he was taken into the palace."

Wei Xingzhen frowned - even if he had not recovered even though he had gone, he would not have been able to take Feng Yan away directly without relying on the fact that there were several other servants.

"Who robbed the person?"

"No one robs me, the young master is awake." Chen Heng replied, "The palace she entered by herself."

...

"It seems that I haven't spoken to you like this for a long time."

On the imperial throne, Sun Youwei clenched his right hand into an empty fist and gently pressed it against his forehead.

The empress looked at Feng Yan, "Where have you been these days?"

Feng Yan lowered her eyes and replied in a low voice, "I went to see someone."

After a while, Feng Yan shook her head again, "...it should be said that there are several people."

"Who?"

"Feng Dai, Mei Shier, and... Feng Zhiyan."

Sun You smiled, "Just just a trick... or you, A Yan, are you, who also treat the so-called female general Ling Xiao as real?"

Before the empress could finish her words, a slight shaking came from the ground.

Wood chips and dust rustled down from the top of the palace, and the ground in front of Feng Yan, which was as smooth as a mirror, suddenly covered with dust.

Several palace servants immediately stepped forward and wiped the dust on the ground with their handkerchiefs, and then wrapped them in the handkerchief. Sun Youwei and Feng Yan watched the palace servants clean up without saying a word. After a while, the ground was cleaned up. When several palace servants retreated one after another, the two of them met again, as if nothing had happened just now.

"I'm curious about one thing," Feng Yan whispered, "I wonder if I can ask Your Majesty?"

Sun You raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"

Feng Yan looked up, "For four hundred years, the sages enjoyed by the Feng family have never been left behind... It can be seen that in the royal family, every generation of emperors should know the power of suppression at the foot of Liufu Mountain, and also know that no matter what mistakes the Feng family makes, they must not destroy their families and must stay by their side.

"For my aunt, what she feared was the Linghe River. She always believed that there was a weak gap under the Liufu Mountain. It was necessary to fill it with the blood of the Feng family's daughter to ensure the safety of the world..."

Feng Yan looked up at the empress, "Is that true for His Majesty?"

Sun You narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression was subtle.

Feng Yan asked again, "Is this how your royal brother, Emperor Jingming, told you the story of the Feng family before his death?"

"What's the difference between yes or not...?"

Feng Yan didn't say anything anymore, and the two of them looked at each other in silence. Sun Youwei's eyes were filled with chills. She stared at Feng Yan, her eyes as if she was about to dig a hole in Feng Yan's body to see what she was thinking.

Feng Yan looked away first, and she shivered in the empress's strong hostility.

"Your Majesty misunderstood," Feng Yan whispered, "Even if the rumors are true... I won't think you have done something wrong."

"Rareless!" Sun Youwei slapped the table with a palm, "Who gives you the courage to come to Yu to chew the root of my tongue!"

A slight knock on the door suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty..." Tang Sanxue's voice trembled, "King of Jin... asks for a meeting."

"No!" Sun Youwei scolded.

The door was pushed open from outside in a blink of an eye, almost at the same time as Sun Youwei's "disappearance" incident, Feng Yan had already felt the determination of the person outside the door. She did not look back, but just looked at the empress on the imperial throne curiously, wanting to see her expression.

A moment of surprise flashed across Sun Youwei's face, and then he soon realized the danger behind this violation of fate.

King Jin, who was over 60 years old, stood at the entrance of the hall. The cold wind from the distant sky suddenly poured in from the door, blowing the candles in the hall to a burst of light.

King Jin took off his cloak, took off his wide hat, threw them away on the ground, and then quickly stepped forward and knelt down to pay homage to Sun Youwei.

Feng Yan looked at the back of King Jin - this was the first time she had seen this rumored prince in such a long time.

But even when it was my first time meeting, Feng Yan still felt that this person looked very familiar.

On him, Feng Yan felt as if she had seen the former chief minister of the Zhou Dynasty, and as if she had seen the Taiwei Xue.

There seems to be such a shadow behind Cen family, He family... and even any high gate in Chang'an and Luoyang.

Feng Yan could not distinguish the specific appearance of the meaning that was emitted in his every move, but she fully understood that it was the countless court officials like this who stood together in the court that gathered into the turbid air that made her feel tormented and even disgusted.

In these people, there was neither the youthful spirit of Ji Ran nor the rebellious and sincere as Du Kangfeng. They exuded a deep evening aura like the housekeepers and servants in the deep courtyards.

This kind of aura made Feng Yan feel more dull than all the sharpness and viciousness on Sun Youwei's body.

"Mother." The gray-haired King of Jin shouted in a low voice, "Son-member, I'll come to see you tonight."

From the beginning of entering the hall, his eyes never fell on anyone except Sun Youwei. After performing the kneeling ceremony, Sun Youwei did not speak. The King of Jin stood up on his own and looked up at the king on the throne with his head held high.

Sun Youwei waited for a while, but no Taohuawei entered to stop him.
Chapter completed!