This moment of silence is as eternal as many people.

Sun Youwei finally laughed.

The ministers looked at the empress on the throne. She did laugh and sighed softly, "What's the solution?"

Cen Lingju was stunned for a moment, looked up at Sun Youwei's face, "Your Majesty..."

"The person you love is right, but in the end he fell in love with someone else," Sun You narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a very light voice, "What can you do?"

Cen Lingju: "Son-in-law..."

"There is no way, this is the most helpless thing in the world." Sun Youwei said in a rare tone of kindness, "Either wait, or you can only like others."

Cen Lingju's tears suddenly surged up, "My son... understand."

Sun Youwei looked at Yin Shiyun, "I am abrupt tonight, so please don't be surprised by Lord Yin."

Yin Shiyun leaned over and kowtowed, "Thank you for your understanding."

...

That night, swallows dance and sing.

Countless beauties and teenagers in the inner court were wearing long sleeves of water-sleeved gowns - they were all Sun Youwei's favorite singers and dancers. In ordinary days, ministers rarely saw them.

Even though her temples were gray, Sun Youwei still loved the "Youth Aura", and her harem was full of young people between the boundaries of masculinity and feminineness.

These young beautiful girls and boys used laughter and eye waves to dispel all the ominous things in the first half of the night. After a few drinks of wine, many young people who suppressed themselves for half a night also stood up and joined the dance in front of them. Unlike the elderly who embraced all kinds of hidden worries, they are the real protagonists at the summer banquet.

After returning to the seat, Yin Shiyun no longer had the mood to watch the summer banquet and left the night banquet early.

Feng Yan sat quietly in her position, with her expression indifferent, looking at countless strange and beautiful faces passing through her sight.

After a long time, Feng Yan whispered, "Mr. Wei... I'm a little tired and want to go back."

Wei Xingzhen nodded.

The two brought the red wine that Di Yang gave tonight, went to say goodbye to Sun Youwei, and then walked slowly to Xuanmen along the way.

However, before they could walk out of the palace gate, they heard shouts coming from behind.

"Young Master! Lord Wei! Please stay!"

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen stopped at the same time - Fu Guang, the female official next to Sun Youwei, chased after him again.

"What's wrong?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

"Your Majesty has an order to ask Lord Wei to wait a little longer," Fu Guang ran a little breathlessly. "The news came from Dali Temple, which was about the Mingtang Underground Palace... Later, Your Majesty will summon Lord Wei and the people related to Dali Temple to ask questions."

Wei Xingzhen frowned, "How late is it a little later? Can you please let me--"

"It's hard to say, Lord Wei," Fu Guang was a little embarrassed, "I don't know when His Majesty will summon you, but if you are not here-"

"Go to go, Lord Wei." Feng Yan suddenly spoke.

"But A Yan, you--"

"I'm fine," Feng Yan looked into the distance - a group of familiar figures were slowly approaching, "That should be Xiaoqi and the others... They just walked with me for the rest of the road. Anyway, after leaving the palace gate, go outside, they will take me back safely."

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, she heard Feng Yishu shouting "Sister!"

"I'm fine." Feng Yan repeated again, "And, I want to stay alone for a while."

Wei Xingzhen did not insist anymore. After handing over Feng Yan to Li, he stood there and watched them leave.

Sun Youwei had returned to the hall at this time, but the singing and dancing under the peach forest continued.

If there is no accident, these dance parties will last until dawn.

...

"What are you going back to the Wei family? Sister, just go back with us tonight."

Feng Yishu and Feng Xiaoqi each supported Feng Yan, and the whole family slowly walked on the palace road under the night sky.

Although there are stars around you at this moment, the palace at night is so sinister than during the day.

There is nothing strange about this. Almost every bluestone brick and every glazed tiles here are demolished from Chang'an.

The founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty for four hundred years, and in these four hundred years, they were soaked in the blood and tears of countless palace ladies, so that there was a faint layer of old grief attached to the new palace road.

After leaving the Xuanmen, the carriage with the lanterns of the Wei Mansion was not far away. Xiaoqi suddenly pulled Feng Yan's sleeve, "Sister, today..."

She originally wanted to tell Feng Yan about Yin Shiyun and herself tonight, but as soon as she looked up, she saw the tired expression that she was most familiar with in the past appeared on her sister's face.

Feng Xiaoqi swallowed the words back into her stomach again.

After the family bid farewell to Feng Yan, Feng Yishu smiled and said, "After tonight, my sister will definitely believe in Lord Yin's sincerity."

He looked at Xiaoqi, "Let's find an opportunity to help them with another thread. Sister and Lord Yin will definitely be able to reconcile!"

"...Fifth Brother, don't you understand?"

"What do you understand?"

"To Lord Yin, Sister is nothing more than just not completely letting go of her heart-"

"I can't let go, isn't it just that I still have the meaning of Lord Yin in my heart?"

Feng Xiaoqi wanted to refute it, but after thinking for a long time, he always felt that the words were not fulfilling.

This feeling... is really subtle, and it seems difficult to explain it clearly in a few words.

Looking at Feng Yan's leaving carriage, Feng Xiaoqi felt thoughtful.

Maybe... only anger and disappointment are all there to reconcile... there is no way to reconcile.

Feng Yishu was waiting for Feng Xiaoqi's following text, waiting a little anxiously, "What does it mean? You should make it clear!"

"Fifth Brother," Feng Xiaoqi sighed, "You should hurry up and have a relationship. I have to explain everything to you. It's really troublesome."

...

Under the night, I was driving slowly in the carriage without relying on my right.

Without relying on holding the reins with both hands, and holding an additional long whip with his right hand, he quietly looked at the road ahead, avoiding all the potholes on the road, and carefully grasping the rhythm of the carriage.

Suddenly, a knock came from the carriage door.

Go back, "What are the instructions for Madam?"

"Don't... go forward any further." Feng Yan's voice was a little tired, "Change a way."

Without relying on hearing this, I parked the carriage steadily on the side of the road.

Just as I was about to ask why, I heard a group of low footsteps coming from the night sky ahead.

He stood up in the carriage and looked far away--at the intersection about a block or two away, many people were passing slowly. Those people walked very slowly, and their shadows were almost about to blend into the night, and they could hardly tell if they didn't look carefully.

"...This," Qu Jin frowned, "Where are so many people coming from this midnight?"

The carriage door pushed open a gap.
Chapter completed!