"Old Ancestor, you treat big sister Weiyang very well!" Looking at the fragrant porridge in front of Yun Weiyang, Yun Qinxue's tone was sour. It was not that she cared about this bowl of porridge, but that everyone valued Yun Weiyang so much that it made her feel uneasy.

How could Yun Weiyang not know what Yun Qinghong was thinking? Thinking about it, Yun Weiyang smiled and said: "Since that's the case, how about I give you the bowl of porridge?"

Upon hearing Yun Weiyang's words, Jiang Yuzhen quickly said: "How can that be? The Old Ancestor specifically ordered someone to do this for you."

Jiang Yuzhen saw through his panic. She slowly stirred the spoon in her hand and said, "Then I won't be polite." With that said, Yun Weiyang looked at the porridge in front of her, squinted her eyes, and then finished the porridge in front of everyone's eyes, bit by bit.

Seeing Yun Weiyang finish the porridge, the Old Ancestor's face was brimming with a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

Right at this time, Yun Weiyang stood up, picked up the wine pot on the table and poured a cup for the Old Ancestor, and then poured a cup for herself, and raised the cup in front of her, Yun Weiyang's faint voice sounded: "Old Ancestor, Weiyang offers you a cup."

"Good, good, good!" The Old Ancestor lifted his wine cup and drained it in one gulp.

Seeing that, Yun Weiyang slowly drank the wine in his cup, the corners of his mouth raised to form a smile.

Jiang Yuzhen smiled and said, "Weiyang, tomorrow we are going to the He Guang Temple to pray for the general's house. We will listen to Xue and the others. What about you?"

Heh! Yun Weiyang laughed in her heart, wasn't this digging a hole for her to jump into? If she rejected, she would definitely be called unfilial. Thinking about it, Yun Weiyang nodded, and said lightly: "Don't worry Second Aunt, I will definitely go."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yuzhen stood up abruptly from her chair, unable to hide her excitement. Seeing that the people around her were looking at her strangely, she smiled embarrassedly, "We agreed that we will leave for the Tzu Guang Temple tomorrow morning."

Yun Weiyang did not answer Jiang Yuzhen's question. Instead, she lowered her head to drink her porridge, a cold glint flashing across her eyes.

Night, quiet and without wind, a wisp of clear moonlight, through the clouds came, gracefully spread out on the ground, looking at the dark night slowly new moon through the willow, the crescent moon through the trees, wind moving parasol trees, dark dust up, the pavilion came to shadow.

Right at this time, a black shadow appeared in front of Yun Weiyang's bed, looking at her sleeping face, the corners of the person's mouth raised slightly, as he extended his hand to push away the shattered hair on Yun Weiyang's face.

However, at this moment, the person who was originally in deep sleep suddenly stood up. The dagger in his hand stabbed towards the incoming person without any hesitation.

Seeing that, the latter did not dodge, maintaining his previous posture and allowing Yun Weiyang's dagger to stab at him.

Sensing the familiar aura, the dagger that was about to pierce through the opponent's body abruptly changed its direction. Due to inertia, the body that was charging forward suddenly fell into the embrace of the approaching person.

"Why didn't you dodge?" Yun Weiyang raised her head and said angrily, does this fellow know how dangerous it was just now? If she could not retract her hand, then his little life would be over.

"I believe you!" The low and rich magnetic voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet room. The person who had come was none other than Feng Xue Han.

At this moment, an urgent voice came from outside the door, "Master, what happened?" Ina who had been standing guard outside the whole time quickly asked as she felt the movement inside the house.

Sweeping his eyes at Feng Xue Han, Yun Weiyang said: "It's fine, you can leave!"

"Yes sir!"

Putting away the dagger in his hand, Yun Weiyang said unhappily: "Why are you here at this time of the night?"

Feng Xue Han's smiling voice rang out, "Let me see if you can do it."

Feeling warm in his heart, Yun Weiyang understood that this man was worried for her. Letting out a light sigh, Yun Weiyang got off the bed and put the lamp on her palm, before returning to Feng Xue Han's side. Seeing the exhaustion in the man's eyes, her heart tightened, "Since you are worried for me, then you should properly take care of your body."

Feng Xuehan seemed to have not expected Yun Weiyang to say such a thing. A black light suddenly appeared, and his eyes, which could not be seen for all eternity, began to crease and glow like a rainbow. The outline of the painting also began to soften due to that extremely shallow smile.

Seeing such a perfect Feng Xuehan, Yun Weiyang couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This man was truly envious. Previously, she was very confident in her looks, but later on, Yun Weiyang discovered that when compared to Feng Xuehan, her good looks …

Thinking about it, Yun Weiyang's clear eyes blinked, and she said: "There are still some dumplings left in the afternoon, do you want to eat them?"

Hearing this, Feng Xue Han raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Weiyang, his voice gentle as if it was like a warm breeze blowing against one's face: "If it was you who made it, I'll eat it."