Although he slept very late, Feng En woke up very early. Not long after the sun came out, he opened his eyes. Only one night later, more than a dozen fractures on his upper body and wounds on his lungs had almost completely recovered.

In addition to the effects of medicine and medical skills, he could still clearly feel a heat flowing in his body until now, and then be relieved by a cool feeling; the numbness gradually recovered under the influence of this back and forth, which meant that the wound itself was healing.

"Wang Yiming——"

Zhu Xin, who woke up and could not see Feng En, called him and looked for each room. Finally, he saw him standing in front of the stove in the kitchen, "What are you doing? Have you healed?"

"It's already good, don't worry."

Feng En said slowly, asking Xisheng to beat the stirred eggs into the hot pot, flip the spatula, and when the noodles in the other side were cooked. He stood there and controlled Xisheng to work hard, and finally prepared breakfast for the three of them.

At this time, Mu Jiu also woke up. After confirming Feng En's recovery in surprise, she sat down with the two of them for dinner. After eating, she had to go to the court for class and said goodbye first. Feng En took her out, but saw Zhu Xin still standing behind her.

"You won't go to class?"

"Do you think I use it?"

Seeing her smiling and sucking a chair in the yard, Feng En sighed lightly: "After a while, my uncle and Mr. Li are coming to talk to me about things. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient if you are here."

"Well," Zhu Xin pouted, "I don't want to go back, it's boring. If you are not in the library, I can't go there to be lazy. I'm reading some boring books in class... Is it okay to let me stay here to take care of you?"

"It's OK any other time, Miss. But today-"

Feng En shook his head helplessly, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door; when he turned around, he saw the gate of the courtyard push open, and Wang Che and Li Mo walked in.

Noting their serious gazes, Feng En was stunned for a moment, but saw Li Mo laughing:

"You are in good spirits, boy. Judging from yours, your injuries have basically healed?"

"Ah, yes. It's no longer painful, but I'm still not in a hurry to remove the bandage..."

"That's right, don't be so anxious. You can set out three days later."

Speaking of Li Mo approaching, Wang Che next to him did not say a word; Feng En did not dare to speak when he saw this, so he opened the door for the two of them, watched them enter and sit down, and then turned back to Zhu Xin.

"If you want to stay, wait for me here."

Then, regardless of her reaction, Feng En walked into the room and closed the door.

"How come it's like facing a great enemy, huh?"

As soon as he entered the door, Li Mo started to tease:

"Your uncle will make you react like this if he doesn't speak? Will you do this too when I don't speak, Feng En?"

"...Sir, stop kidding."

Feng En turned to Wang Che, "Uncle Che, do you... still don't want me to go?"

After asking this question, there was a silence, and the silent Wang Che finally spoke:

"yes."

"Why--"

"Why do you have to go?"

Wang Che's rhetoric question stunned Feng En, but he immediately answered:

"I remember you said before that if I proved that I was qualified to go, I could go; and I did pass the selection and the teacher also witnessed it. Why do you regret it now and want to stop me?"

After saying this, Feng En saw Wang Che nodding beyond his expectations, but the serious expression on his face did not relax at all:

"Yes, I did say that. But now it's different - your identity has been exposed, and there may be people from the Holy Spirit Church staring at you anywhere. Shangyuan is dangerous enough. What will you do if you encounter someone else's plot?"

"If I really meet, I can do it..."

"What's the solution? You're just a selection, and you're still in the palace. If you really want to enter the abyss, others will fight you to death, and you will fight with others? You have no scruples in your heart?"

“…concerned?”

"Brother, he regards you as more important than your own life. Don't you think your life is so precious? Now the danger is clearly waiting for you on Shangyuan. I can't watch you jump into the fire pit!"

Although his anger gradually faded, Wang Che's decisive tone still made the atmosphere in the room silent. However, after a moment, Feng En raised his head and looked directly at him and spoke in a deep voice:

"I can't go this time."

"Why?"

Just as Wang Che was asking, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open - it was Zhu Xin, who casually walked between the three of them.

"I want him to accompany me, can't it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng En and Li Mo were both stunned, but Wang Che looked at her hesitantly:

"Little girl, who are you?"

"Well, he should know," Zhu Xin glanced at Li Mo and then turned his gaze back to Wang Che, "If I ask him and me to go to Shangyuan, you should not be able to stop it."

"Yeah."

At this time, Li Mo approached Wang Che and whispered a few times, but when he learned that Zhu Xin's identity did not change Wang Che's expression at all, he still spoke in a deep voice without fear:

"Although I am just a businessman, I will not let Feng En's life be ruined by your willfulness."

"Who said he was going to die? I want him to stay by my side and continue to serve me, so he has to make him live a good life." Zhu Xin looked at him calmly, "Do you think that even I can't protect him?"

Wang Che was silent, looked at Zhu Xin, and then looked at Feng En. The response to him was still silent - in the end the conversation ended in silence.

The result was acquiescence, or in other words, there was not even "approval", just "silence". But this no longer affects the result. Now no one can stop Feng En from going to Shangyuan.

"How is it, don't you thank me?"

Hearing Zhu Xin's voice, Feng En turned around and looked at her approaching, without showing any joy, and spoke coldly:

"Didn't you stop me from going to Shangyuan before? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Zhu Xin was stunned, but he still answered directly without avoiding his gaze:

"It's useless to stop you, right? I know you're going there to find someone to take revenge, anyway, just keep your safety--"

"Who told you?" Feng En suddenly interrupted her, "Who told you that I went to Shangyuan to find someone to take revenge?"

"...Brother said to me, no, can't it be! He said that people from the Holy Spirit Church will go, and maybe there will be that bastard Su Ge in it. I asked you to go because I knew this!"

She said loudly, her little face turned red; her eyes were filled with grievances. Feng En couldn't help but feel silent. Seeing her return to her color for a moment, her voice slowly fell:

"I just know that you want to take revenge and go to Shangyuan, so I decided to help you... Otherwise you will be very unhappy. Although it is very dangerous there, I have a way to send someone to protect you and can help you more-"

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss."

Feng En suddenly spoke and reached out to pat her head gently; Zhu Xin was stunned by his coaxing, but she didn't resist, enjoying this moment of peace like a bird.

But she didn't notice the complicated gaze in Feng En's eyes. After all, the focus of the gaze was not on her, but in the distance, in the unknown, and in the place that had not arrived-

Three days later, at night and at the second hour of Xu.

Outside Nanjing City, in the train station in the outer city, a train with pure white paint and flashing light slowly stopped. The door of the compartment opened, and teachers and students in uniforms came out one after another. It was the team that was about to explore Shangyuan.

Feng En and his group are among them at this moment. After leaving the station, they will go to a camp on the east side of the outer city. The date for formal departure to Shangyuan is scheduled to be in early April, before that, all students will need to receive training, especially those selected to the advance team.

But after arriving at the camp and following the personnel's registration and inspection, he greeted Li Mo and left on his own.

"There is no big change here."

After experiencing a dark tide, the town in front of him was still as familiar as he was. People who left because of the escape returned to their hometown after the dark tide receded, and the small streets and alleys were filled with lively voices.

But in comparison, the blacksmith shop is still deserted, and the locks on the door were covered with a thin layer of dust. When he wanted to open the door, Feng En found that he had lost the key at some point and couldn't help laughing:

“【Xiangsheng】.”

Suan Ling split the iron lock, and he pushed the door and walked into the courtyard. The stove that had been extinguished for a long time stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, with some traces of water left on the wooden chair next to it; the room with tight doors and windows was not very dirty, but like the yard, it was very quiet.

Sitting on the chair that had been covered in dust for several months, Feng En breathed a sigh of relief. The position of the table and the teacup on the table were exactly the same as the day he left.

Things change.

After a while, he stood up and walked out of the door, and was about to walk towards the side room where he lived, but his steps suddenly stopped.

"Why are you here?"

He looked at Qiyu who was walking into the door and saw her look of surprise, and soon calmed down:

"I didn't expect you to be here too...I just wanted to come and have a look."

Although she is still wearing blue clothes and barefoot, Qiyu has now put on light makeup and the fabric on her clothes looks much more advanced, which makes Feng En feel a little unfamiliar and her tone becomes unconsciously alienated:

"I thought your 'Your Highness' would not let you out easily."

"Your Highness did not ask me to stay by his side all the time. I was a little surprised that your highness's sister was not always with you - I think you, like me, ran out alone, right?"

"……yes."

Seeing her approaching, Feng En greeted her, pulled a chair with her and sat down by the stove in the middle of the yard.

"It's been two months."

Qiyu suddenly spoke, and Feng En remembered today's date: March 26.

"Yes, two months."

"I heard from Your Highness that you will have to go through two more weeks of training next, and then you will officially go to Shangyuan."

"yes."
To be continued...