Seeing Wei Zi stop and look at him in surprise, Feng Weihuan immediately waved his hand: "I definitely didn't mean to offend you. Sister-in-law, just pretend I didn't say that -"
"No." Wei Zi's eyes were clean and clear, and his expression was magnanimous: "I come from a thousand years later."
The lantern in Feng Weihuan's hand fell to the ground. The flames rolled up and the lantern was reduced to ashes in the flames.
"Scared you?" Wei Zi couldn't help but ask when Feng Weihuan opened his mouth.
Feng Weihuan shook his head like a rattle: "No, no... I just feel that everything I said before was in vain."
She once thought that the story of her eldest brother and sister-in-law was legendary enough, but she did not expect that the most legendary thing was the origin of her sister-in-law!
"Sister-in-law...then you won't leave, will you?" she asked again.
"No, your eldest brother is here." Wei Zi replied to her.
"I guess so...if you go back, I can't even imagine what will happen to my elder brother?" Feng Weihuan muttered a few words, and his curiosity began to expand: "Sister-in-law, what will it be like after a thousand years?"
Wei Zi said: "I will talk to you about this later when I have time, but go back to sleep first."
"Okay..." Feng Weihuan felt a little regretful, and then added: "Remember to tell me."
"Okay." Wei Zi agreed.
*
In prison.
In the long night, with a lamp like a bean, Feng Danyuan sat at the table and wrote furiously.
The jailer brought hot tea and snacks and carefully placed them in the upper right corner. He wanted to say something, but gave up after hesitating.
As we all know, those who enter the prison will have their arms and legs broken even if they don't have a layer of skin peeled off. But this does not apply to Feng Danyuan.
Without him, the emperor's original words were "to escort Feng Danyuan to the heavenly prison", but there was no imperial edict to seize the title.
In other words, the person sitting in front of him was King Chen, the God of War of the Yun Kingdom, who was inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people.
Anyone who dares to attack the God of War is risking his life, right?
Fortunately, there is a floor in the sky prison for imprisoning relatives of the emperor who do not know the holy will. The jailer does not feel embarrassed if he is in the middle of the court. The emperor has ordered the person to be sent in, so he just needs to take good care of him.
Not daring to disturb the focused Feng Danyuan, the jailer tiptoed out of the cell and was about to lock the door when he unexpectedly saw a huge rat.
The jailer's heart trembled.
This is a place where noble people live temporarily. How come there are dirty things like rats?
It must have come from another level!
The jailer quickly grabbed a stick and went to beat him.
Feng Danyuan paused with the pen in his hand, looked away from the paper, and landed on the mouse. He frowned almost invisible: Are there any mice here?
Just as the stick in the jailer's hand was about to fall, a cold voice came: "Everyone, please step back."
The jailer held up the stick and was very confused: Ah? Don't you need to drive away the mice?
"Let's go, let's go." Seeing him in a daze, his companion quickly pulled his sleeves and left with him.
Feng Danyuan walked to the cell door, squatted down, and stared at the mouse: "Did she ask you to come?"
The mouse chirped twice but did not leave.
Feng Danyuan understood immediately, and quickly returned to the table, tore off a piece of paper, quickly wrote a line of words, folded the paper into a small strip, and placed it at the cell door.
