His eyes were slender and long, and his inner corners were sharp like an eagle's beak. His eyes were reflected in candlelight, as if they were black painted with gold.

Under the raised bridge of the nose, the lips were in a straight line, as if they were holding a sharp blade.

When Wei Xingzhen was not speaking, his brows frown slightly, but his eyes were half open.

It seems a bit careless, and a little strange.

In the dim night light, Wei Xingzhen's cheeks had faded from the red redness of the dusk. Perhaps because of this reason, the youthful aura was no longer found.

What's so strange about a man who is so beautiful that he has a confidante who is willing to go through fire and water for him?

Wei Xingzhen also felt Feng Yan's gaze, but he just raised his eyes and wanted to ask what Feng Yan was looking at, but Feng Yan had already retracted his gaze.

Soon, Feng Yan suddenly spoke, "Where is Lord Wei from?"

"Luoyang."

"Have you been in Luoyang since you were a child?"

"When I was young, I was on Daizong Mountain." Although it was a little strange why Feng Yan suddenly asked this, Wei Xingzhen still answered the question positively, "My adoptive father is a woodcutter in the mountains and passed away very early. Shortly after his death, I was recruited into Sitiantai because I was familiar with the situation in the mountains. A Yan should know everything about the future."

"That's how it is," Feng Yan was a little surprised, "so before being recruited by His Majesty into Wenyuan Pavilion, Lord Wei had been living near Daizong Mountain?"

Wei Xingzhen nodded.

"No wonder," Feng Yan took a light breath, with a thoughtful expression, "I said I always feel that Lord Wei is a little familiar. Maybe we have seen him a long time ago."

Wei Xingzhen didn't say anything.

"I seemed to have told Lord Wei just now that when I was a child, my mother would arrange to come from Chang'an to Daizongshan to escape the heat from Chang'an... At that time, I often sneaked to Sitiantai alone, and maybe once I accidentally met Lord Wei."

Wei Xingzhen refused to comment and said after a long time, "I have no impression."

Feng Yan smiled, "I [txt novel www.txtxs.info] is just a guess."

Wei Xingzhen whispered, "But Daizong Mountain is indeed a good place to escape the summer heat."

"Yes," Feng Yan looked gentle when she remembered the past, "Even in the summers of the severe drought in Guanzhong, rain often fell on Daizong Mountain."

This sentence suddenly aroused a little tenderness in Wei Xingzhen's eyes. As soon as he was about to answer, Feng Yan asked, "Where is there any childhood sweethearts who grew up together in the mountains?"

Wei Xingzhen frowned, "...no."

"Is there any girl who clearly loves the adults, but fails to capture the adults' hearts?"

“No, either.”

Feng Yan was a little funny, "Why did Lord Wei answer so quickly?"

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"It's true." Wei Xingzhen's expression was indifferent. "The mountains were originally rarely visited, and most of the officials in Sitiantai were men. After entering Wenyuan Pavilion, there were even fewer female officials. Even if there were, most of the old women who were still in their sixties, could they find any girl who loved me?"

Feng Yan thought about it, and that's true, but...

“None of them?”

Wei Xingzhen answered solemnly, "No, did A Yan remember that tree demon again?"

"Yeah." Feng Yan nodded.

"If the tree demon really came for me, why did it never appear in front of me? It can be seen that it was probably just a cover when it mentioned me, so A Yan didn't have to think deeply."

Feng Yan responded softly, not commenting.

At this point, she obviously had a different view, but she just nodded and did not answer again.

This is sometimes the way girls think.

Of course, if you like someone, you want to be nice to him, but if you like him very much, you won’t dare to let the other party know about this.

However, if Wei Xingzhen had no impression of him at all, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Or, Wei Xingzhen was so slow that he missed all the clues...

Or, he is lying.

While speaking, I brought up a sky-blue ice porcelain bowl.

Although she pressed the lid of the bowl, Feng Yan still smelled a faint fragrance of flowers. She looked over with some care, "...Is this?"

Go to She and bowed, "After the wife has eaten, you can use this soup to remove the aftertaste from your mouth."

Feng Yan lifted the lid of the bowl and felt that the soup was very fragrant.

I thought it was jasmine tea, but after a bite, it was just a faint sweetness, without the bitterness of the tea.

"Not flower tea..."

"After all, it's night, how can I let my wife drink tea?" Ge She replied with a smile, "This is jasmine soup. You can take thick white honey on weekdays and apply it on the heart of the bowl. Apply it carefully and not let it be hung next to it. Every morning and evening, prepare an empty bowl, pick the jasmine and put it in it, and then cover the honey bowl on top. When you want to drink, take the honey bowl and pour it into the soup, and the jasmine fragrance will appear in the water."

Feng Yan was so stunning that she looked at the soup bowl in her hand that she couldn't help but exclaim, "It's such a beautiful and interesting... Is this the solution you came up with?"

Go to She and laughed, "Madam, I only know the things on the stove that need to be sure of the heat. How can I come up with this? These ideas on tea drinks are taught by adults."

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen, "Mr. Wei is elegant, and a small bowl of tea soup is like this."

"It's more than this bowl," I'm quite content with going to the slutty. "In autumn, the early plums of the twelfth lunar month, and tender cypress leaves, orange leaves, rice leaves, rafters, mint, wild roses... My adults have their own ways to steam flower dew. Today, this soup is not particular, it uses ordinary well water. If my wife likes it, she can taste the flower dew we made from Xinzang Lake in two days."

Feng Yan nodded, "Do you also make a special trip to get water to hide water on weekdays?"

"Of course!"

"Where did you get it? What method is it used?"

The expression of Going to the sacred world became serious, "This is very particular. We usually set off in the middle of the night, bring some big jars and set off from the Luoshui River in a small boat.

"When you reach the center of the lake a few feet away from the shore, you can stop the boat. Then use the bamboo pole on the boat to penetrate the water, stir the water for a hundred years, stir the whirlpools and immediately stop the can to get the water, and then use the bamboo trousers to cover the can, so that the bottles and jars can be filled, and you can take them home."

Feng Yan smiled, "Everyone goes to the mountain stream to get mountain spring water, but are you taking lake water?"

"Madam, don't worry, I didn't finish it. There are other things to do later.

"After getting home, let the water sit for three days, then pour it into an empty tank, and pour only seven or eight cents of each can of water, and don't skip the rest.

"Stand like this, take the water three times, skim the white mud and river sand in the water, pour it into the pot and cook it thoroughly, and then seal it into the jar with rock sugar.

"Wait for a month or two, the water can be used to cook soup with sencha. The mountain spring flavor is not suitable for making this flower dew."

Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen, "...Is this also Lord Wei's method?"

Wei Xingzhen shook his head and said, "No, this is also taught by others."

"Who is it?"

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan and answered for a long time.
Chapter completed!