The sound of "Woooo" comes from the depths of the white fog.

So Xie Changyan knew that she had dreamed again, having the dream that had been repeated countless times.

She walked into the small building of Xieqiao and looked at the other end of the corridor. The second brother Xie Zhixing was there. He still had an exquisite eagle-faced mask on his face, leaving only his mouth and chin for blowing the sheng.

Xie Changyan suddenly realized that his mouth looked very similar to Feng Xiaoya, both of which were thin and slightly drooping, and he looked like he was not angry and mighty.

This thought flickered in her mind. She thought of Xie Fanyi in the room, waved to Xie Zhixing, and then continued to walk towards the main room.

She had a lot to ask about the third sister. About the King of Yan, the Xie family, and the identity of the queen of supreme glory...

However, when she pushed open the door, the room was empty.

There was no Xie Fanyi, no maid, and no one. There was only a bronze mirror, placed alone in the empty room.

Xie Changyan walked towards the mirror, and her appearance was reflected in the mirror that was as high as the person.

In an instant, the phoenix robe was covered with a golden crown, and it was as heavy as a mountain.

Xie Changyan struggled immediately.

But the golden red robe embroidered with a phoenix was tightly wrapped, layer by layer, like a cocoon to swallow her alive.

Help! Who will save me?

There is still a sound of sheng in my ears. By the way, second brother! Second brother is outside, come in and save me, save me-

Xie Changyan suddenly opened his eyes.

I heard a sharp and rapid "Woo" sound in my ears, which was far from the beautiful Shengyue in my dream, like a hammer, shattering the dream.

Xie Changyan turned his head to look at the source of the sound—

The candle jumped, and the man sat under the lamp, as if he had absorbed all the light. For a moment, the scenes around him were all empty, only he shining brightly and extremely bright. He played with a piece of orchid leaf folded from the flower trunk in his hand, put it on his lips and blew it. The sound he made was obviously not satisfied with, so he threw it away while frowned.

Then he reached into his arms, took out another item, put it under the lamp to look at it.

Xie Changyan quietly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes, unable to tell whether he was shocked or suspicious, whether he was sad or happy.

My body was so hot that wet and sweat kept coming out. My whole body seemed to be soaked in a hot and stuffy jar, cooked on a slow fire, and I wanted to jump up quickly. However, my hands and feet were heavy, soft, without any strength.

——It is tantamount to a torture.

Xie Changyan silently endured the pain caused by the high fever, but Feng Xiaoya, who was beside him, noticed her strangeness, got up and walked to the couch, and touched her head.

He felt sweat from his hand. The sweat was cold, but the skin underneath was burning.

Feng Xiaoya immediately turned around and twisted a new veil and put it on Xie Changyan's forehead.

Xie Changyan's body shrank a little, and his eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

Feng Xiaoya noticed it: "Awaken?"

Xie Changyan held his hands tightly in the quilt, then slowly loosened it, and at the same time, slowly opened his eyes.

"Why... are you... here?" As soon as you spoke, you realized that your voice was hoarse, and you were really sick. I thought she had almost never had any illness since she was a child. This time, she relied on her strength to play the role of jumping into the ice cave in winter, and ended up putting herself on the hospital bed.

"I heard you are very sick, so let's see you." Feng Xiaoya's voice was as usual, neither hurry nor slow, calm and calm as she said concerns, it was difficult to tell how many emotions it contained.

Xie Changyan glanced at him, and couldn't help but look at him. When he looked at the third, he ran into his eyes.

Feng Xiaoya raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Xie Changyan shook his head, and his hands under the quilt tightly grabbed the bed sheet.

wait.

If you can't see the opponent's chess path, wait; if you see the opponent's chess path, you have to wait.

Don't rush to say it out loud, don't rush to respond, don't let the other party find out that you have discovered it.

——Just like now.

Feng Xiaoya waited for a while, but before she could speak, she changed the subject and handed the thing in her hand to her: "Look."

Xie Changyan looked closely and found that it was her nuclear sculpture.

The kernel carving was broken into two pieces before, and was taken away by this person without saying a word. When it appeared in front of her again, it was completely refreshed: the peony flower was preserved, the broken crown was removed, and replaced by a new crown made of pure gold. The size and shape were exactly the same as the original one. In this way, the peony flower of the walnut carving was embedded in the golden crown, which looked more refined than the simplicity of the original.

Xie Changyan didn't answer for a long time, and his hands in the quilt were shaking.

Feng Xiaoya frowned slightly and said, "Well... it seems you don't like it."

Suddenly, after being blessed, Xie Changyan raised his head and said, "It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just a moment of shock... I thought this thing was invalid, and I decided to carve another one..."

She stretched out her hand from the quilt and took the core sculpture with some lingering fear.

Feng Xiaoya was indeed attracted by her words and seemed very interested: "Oh? Is it still so cute?"

Xie Changyan shook his head: "I was just thinking about carving the peony she liked at the beginning. Now, when I learned that Your Majesty was worried about the harvest next year, I planned to carve a dome granary and carve a dragon to pray for good weather in the coming year..." At this point, she looked up at him, "What do you think?"

"Very good." Feng Xiaoya smiled slightly.

Xie Changyan bit his lip and whispered: "I named it... 'Yun', okay?"

"Yun, Ji is also. A good name." Feng Xiaoya nodded.

Xie Changyan felt a little confused and thought, just die! He immediately lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed, walked to the desk, picked up the pen and ink, and wrote a crooked small seal script "Yun" on the empty paper.

When Feng Xiaoya saw it, her eyes twitched slightly.

Xie Changyan quickly made up for it and drew a few strokes on it, but the more he drew it worse. Feng Xiaoya, who was beside him, couldn't stand it, so she walked over and held her hand, and rewrite the word "Yun" with her pen.

He stood on her right side, not surrounded by her, but he was very close, and his breath was almost touching his ears.

The lights were sent to the ground, outlining his and her shadow, and they were so close.

It was clearly a very beautiful scene, but Xie Changyan looked at the word steadily as if struck by lightning. At this moment, the seed finally broke through the sand and poked his head out, but there was a gust of storm facing him.

Xie Changyan's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he felt sweating on his back. She was really sick. She thought, so it was so uncomfortable.

In his ears, he heard Feng Xiaoya smile and asked her: "How?"

"Jun..." She said a word, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then opened her eyes, slowly, "Jun picked up flowers and showed them to the public, and I smiled."

After Xie Changyan finished speaking, he turned around and stared at Feng Xiaoya.

Her right hand was still in his hand, they held the same pen, they were close at hand, but never really got close.

Seeing her expression of wandering around the sky, Feng Xiaoya pointed her nose with the other end of the pen: "It's not worth my hard work if you can understand it."

Feng Xiaoya looked at the newly written word "Yun" with satisfaction again, and saw something from the corner of her eyes, and her whole body suddenly became stiff.

Directly facing several tables, there is a bed, and on the wall at the head of the bed, there is a picture of "Qiwu Lun" written by the King of Yan.

"All things are all there, but they are like this."

There is also the word "典".

——Exactly the same.

Feng Xiaoya's hand shook and she let go.

Xie Changyan's hand fell naturally, and the pen fell at the same time.

"Pu! The bones rolled..." The pen fell to the ground, rolling lonely, and finally hit Xie Changyan's shoes, stopped, and was close to the peony on the upper.

Then there was no sound again.

The air was so quiet that it seemed to solidify.

Feng Xiaoya looked at Xie Changyan, whose face was pale, hair was wet and chapped, and her lips were not stable even when she stood but her eyes were as bright as stars. She couldn't help but think: Is this a pupa?

"Po Yan Xiao, it turns out that's what he meant..." He sighed softly.

"Yes, Mr. Jiayan. Or, I should respect you..." Xie Changyan stared at him with extraordinary peace, "Your Majesty."

Mr. Jiayan's "Qiwu Lun" has been hanging on the head of Xie Changyan's bed for a long time.

Whenever she thinks of Feng Xiaoya, she forces herself to read it to remind herself not to forget her true meaning.

Similarly, Feng Xiaoya's letters were also kept on her desk for half a year. She once refused to see him and only used letters to maintain her studies. Because of the indescribable selfishness and the uncontrollable longing, she read every letter of his letters no less than ten times. At that time, he used regular script, horizontal and vertical, and square.

So, for so long, she has not linked the two.

However, secrets are never perfect, and there will always be traces to follow when you think about it. For example, two words that Gongshu frog accidentally missed-

One: "I don't care when Lao Yanzi said you have the talent for digital eyesight."

She had never met King Yan, and he shouldn't have known about this. The person who knew about this was Feng Xiaoya.

"This is a four-horse single-wheeled two-wheeled car, four inches wide, one foot long, and about two inches and three..."

That day, the cicadas were chirping in midsummer, and the study room in the water pavilion was extremely bright. The man appeared at the door, dressed in black and black, with a cold expression, and looked like he was unwilling to talk to her.

Until she said this.

He was originally flirting with the book casually, but when he heard this sentence, his movements stopped slightly and his eyes were shocked.

He turned his head and glanced at her.

Since then, his attitude towards her has changed.

He had great patience during his class. He arranged for Meng Buli to take her to ask Lu Hall, so that she could see the various ideas in the hall, let her know the importance of the canal, and let her know the concerns of the King of Yan...

Of course, Xie Changyan also thought that it might be Feng Xiaoya who told the King of Yan and the King of Yan to tell Gongshu. After all, Feng Xiaoya was the teacher assigned by the King of Yan, and it was reasonable and that her academic performance needed to be reported to the King of Yan.

However, Gongshu Frog said the second sentence-
Chapter completed!