Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun clicked.

"Prince Chunyu is really funny. I, a three-year-old child, am talking nonsense. Even if I accidentally hit the mark, why should I feel guilty?"

"Three years old? No wonder no one believes you."

Chun Yuyan touched the coldness in those beautiful eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Then do you remember General Xie Xian? He was the general of the Qi army in the battle of Bingzhou 14 years ago. After the defeat of that battle, Xie Xianzhan died, and then more than seventy members of the family were executed..."

Feng Yun's face turned even more ugly.

That battle was not only a disastrous defeat for the Qi army and the destruction of the Xie family, but also the source of tragedy for her and her mother.The tribe's dislike of her began at that time, and her mother's death also laid the root of the disaster...

I don’t want to think about it anymore, let alone say anything.

She stared at Chun Yuyan coldly.

"I'm too young to remember anything."

Chun Yuyan thought about it and said: "The general of the Jin army who fought against Xie Xian at Hengqu Pass was named Pei Chong, and he was Pei Madang's father. He was seriously injured in that battle and became disabled. He can no longer go to the battlefield."

Feng Yun asked: "What exactly do you want to tell me?"

Chun Yuyan chuckled: "You and Pei Wangzhi, one knows that it cannot be done but does it, and the other knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to go to the Tiger Mountains. I also want to know, if you have to go to Bingzhou, what are you trying to do?"

Ah!Feng Yun said: "We can go wherever we like, what does it have to do with you?"

Chun Yuyan smiled, maybe because he was used to being hit by her. Not only did he not feel angry, but his expression seemed to be quite happy: "That's good, since idleness is idle anyway, Feng Twelve, why don't you predict Bingzhou again? How will the war end?"

idle?

She discovered that Chun Yuyan was deliberately looking for topics to delay time and prevent her from going to Bingzhou...

The prince of Yunchuan, who traveled to many countries, was an enemy or a friend all based on his mood. Feng Yun could not guess what his intentions were, and he had no time to deal with him.

Seeing that there were more and more people on Ghost River Beach and the atmosphere was getting heavier, she became impatient.

"Ask me one last time, will the prince give in?"

Chun Yuyan: "It's not that I won't give in, it's that I can't give in."

Feng Yun held the soft whip in his hand tightly, whipped out a muffled sound like a crackle in the air, and then pointed the whip handle at Chun Yuyan.

"If the prince is trying to embarrass you, don't blame us for being rude."

She didn't believe that Chun Yuyan would really fight with them, but unexpectedly, when the lunatic saw that she was about to use force, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Okay."

The expression was like a bloodthirsty fox, light and indescribable.

"Either you die or I die. I love this trick the most."

Feng Yun was about to get angry,
A horse suddenly galloped over from afar.

"Report..."

It was Sang Jiao who was sent by Chun Yuyan to explore the way.

His voice arrived before the person arrived.

"Your Majesty, the Han, Chu and Hu rebels are intensifying their encirclement and suppression of Hongye Valley. It is said that Emperor Qi gave a death order. By nightfall, the road to Hongye Valley will probably be blocked... Everyone, please leave as quickly as possible!"

Once Hongye Valley is blocked, the final passage will be closed. The Qi army will completely complete the encirclement of Bingzhou. Xinzhou will no longer be able to rush to rescue grain, grass and military equipment. The soldiers and horses in Bingzhou city can only hold on until the Jin army's reinforcements arrive. out.

Bingzhou will become a real isolated island...

It was originally a piece of flying land occupied by the Jin army, and it was surrounded by Qi troops. Not to mention whether the Jin Congress would send people to help, even if it did send people to come, I'm afraid it would be too late...

Going to Bingzhou at this time is no different than sending yourself to death.

Chunyu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Yun, "Feng Twelve, come back."

Feng Yun looked at the people stealing on the beach, ignored Chun Yuyan, turned his horse back to the carriage, and said to Wen Xingsu:
"Brother, take the people back to Xishu as soon as possible."

Now Xinzhou City is still in the hands of the Northern Yong Army, with Andu as its back, so it is still very safe.

She didn't want Wen Xingsu to follow her into danger.

"You are waiting for my news in Shinshu."

Wen Xingsu chuckled lightly, straightened his clothes loosely, and his eyes were full of gentleness: "I'll stay with you."

"Brother!"

"No need to say more." Wen Xingsu said, "Right now, there is no other way for you and me, brother and sister."

Qi cannot go back.

If Pei Madang is defeated and dies in Bingzhou, he won't be able to stay in Jin...

How could he leave Yaoyao and return to Shinshu alone at this time?
"Okay." Feng Yun condensed for a moment and nodded to him, "We will go to Bingzhou together, and we will be together whether we live or die."

Wen Xingsu's eyes had a slight flicker of light, but unfortunately, Feng Yun didn't see it.She didn't wait for Wen Xingsu's response, then turned to look at Ye Chuang and other soldiers from the guard camp.

"Bring the medicine and let's walk to Ghost River Beach..."

It's not far from this slope to Ghost River Beach. Chun Yuyan can stop the carriage, but he can't stop people.

Ye Chuang was moved and his eyes were filled with difficulty.

"Girl, we will take the medicines there, and you and General Wen will return to Xinzhou."

They are Pei Ran's confidants, and it is their duty to go to Bingzhou at this time to be loyal and loyal, but Feng Yun does not have to take this risk.

Ye Chuang's eyes were genuine, with an indescribable sadness.

"If Ao Qi was here, he wouldn't let you be in danger."

When Chun Yuyan saw the two of them like this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"That's very well said. Feng Twelve, listen to my advice. Go back quickly..."

Feng Yun looked at Ye Chuang, then suddenly turned to stare at Chun Yuyan, and smiled, "I will make another prediction today. In the battle of Bingzhou, I bet that Pei Mad will win."

Chun Yuyan raised his lips, his eyes dark and cold.

Ye Chuang's eyes turned red, "Girl..."

"Move things!" Feng Yun didn't want to delay any longer.

Wen Xingsu looked at the girl who had made a decisive decision, her face seemed to be shining, her pursed lips moved, and she walked down slowly, holding her knees.

"move!"

"Everyone, hurry up."

The guards and servants were all busy.

Feng Yun asked Daman and Xiaoman to go over and help.

Chun Yuyan looked at her quietly, watching the guards take the medicine out of the carriage. His back molars were inexplicably itchy, but he was helpless.

Ah!
Feng Twelve.

madman.

He sighed lazily, "Make way."

Feng Yun calmly turned to look at him and held his hands from a distance.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."
-
Looking from a distance, the Red Leaf Valley at dusk looks like it is covered in a blood-stained coat, it is really red and dazzling.

This is a good time to see the red leaves. If it weren't for this war, it would be a beautiful thing in the world to invite a few friends to climb the mountain to enjoy it.

Feng Yun carried his luggage onto several docked sculling boats, and put all the remaining medicines on the Beiyong Army's cargo ship carrying grain, and sailed down the Ghost River.

Feng Yun looked back at the long and narrow valley going further and further away, as well as the busy ferry, with ups and downs in his heart.Chun Yuyan's bullock cart is still parked there.

There are also some people carrying food and goods, preparing to transport them to Bingzhou as soon as possible...

In Feng Yun's mind, Chun Yuyan is a "merchant prince" who puts interests first. There has never been a war in Yunchuan. He travels around the world, is both good and evil, neither an enemy nor a friend. He relies on the word "profit" to make friends with others. .This is caused by the environmental geography of Yunchuan Country, and also influenced by his own growth.

In short, this person is not a very evil person, but when it comes to compassion, he obviously does not have it.

He was kind to her beyond Feng Yun's knowledge...

"Yao Yao." Wen Xingsu walked to her side and sat down.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that the red leaf valley was getting further and further away, Feng Yun withdrew his gaze and glanced at Wen Xingsu's legs. Seeing that he was sitting firmly, he smiled faintly and said, "I was thinking about the Battle of Bingzhou."

Wen Xingsu hesitated for a moment, "Do you really think Pei Madang will win this battle?"

Feng Yun chuckled, with a hint of ridicule.

"Perhaps Pei Ran himself doesn't dare to agree with this sentence, right? He said that the battlefield is constantly changing. There is never a victorious general, and there is no sure-win battle..."

Wen Xingsu nodded.

Feng Yun asked again: "In my opinion, how is this battle?"

Wen Xingsu was silent, his expression a little solemn, "The winning rate is not high."

Feng Yun said: "Brother, will you blame me?"

Wen Xingsu shook his head calmly, with a gentle look in his eyes, "I am willing to go with you. Life and death have their own destiny. Why should I blame you?"

The two looked at each other, Feng Yun smiled relaxedly, suddenly grabbed Wen Xingsu's hand, put the back of his hand against his face before letting go, just like when she was a child, every time she was uneasy or nervous. No matter what kind of grievance she suffered, Wen Xingsu just needed to pinch her face and pat her head, and she would feel better again.

"Big brother is the best to me."

Wen Xingsu looked at her playful smile, leaning on the board with his shoulders hunched, his hair in a loose bun, and his knees slightly bent. He looked as carefree as a young man, but there was a hint of fatigue and sadness between his eyebrows. The beauty was lazy, Inflicting pity on people.

He felt inexplicably sad.

"Actually, I've been thinking, will my waist blame me?"

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently.

"What do I blame you for?"

Wen Xingsu's eyes flashed slightly, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be in a very unhappy mood.

"Andu City was destroyed, and I was unable to rescue them in Xinzhou. After they fled to Xinzhou, I learned that they gave you to Pei Ran... The purpose of doing this was to let Xiao San marry A Ying... …”

This was a shameful thing for Wen Xingsu.

Because both he and Feng Yun knew that this was not Feng Jingting's idea alone, and Mrs. Chen's instigation was indispensable.

That was Wen Xingsu's biological mother.

It is an inseparable flesh-and-blood relationship.

Therefore, Feng Yun never said much about it in front of him.

She had been a mother before and was unwilling to slander a son's mother in front of his son, even if that person was Mrs. Chen.

But Wen Xingsu took the initiative to bring it up, and she didn't shy away from it.

"I have resentment, but not towards you. You, the elder brother, are not the only one who can make the final decision on marriage matters, so what's the use of me blaming you? In my heart, they are them, and we are us..."

Wen Xingsu is Feng Ying's eldest brother, and she is Feng Ying's eldest sister. They have a half-mother and a half-father. They are both related to Feng Ying by blood, but they are also aliens in the family...

In those dark days after her mother's death, Wen Xingsu was the only warmth in that family.

She could blame herself, but not him.

"Don't worry, brother."

Wen Xingsu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly to himself as he listened to the sound of the river.

"Who would have thought that you and I, brothers and sisters, would be delivering medicine to the Jin army on the Jin-Qi battlefield today?"

Feng Yun also laughed, "Regardless of Jin and Qi, they are all the same people. It was the war that separated the north and the south, not the common people."

After a pause, she asked casually: "Brother, do you know why I like Pei Madang's fighting style?"

Wen Xingsu pursed his lips slightly, "Why?"

Feng Yun: "He has a bad reputation. He is criticized by the world for being cruel and easy to kill. He drinks blood like hair and blood without making any excuses. The advantage of doing this is that before the troops approach the battle, the enemy will be frightened. If there are fewer resisters, fewer people will die. Fight quickly. Decide quickly to reduce casualties between the enemy and ourselves..."

Wen Xingsu looked at her, his eyes gleaming when he mentioned Pei Ran.

When he was in Taicheng, there was Xiao Cheng.

Now there is Pei Ran.

And he...can only be the elder brother.

Wen Xingsu's heart was heavy, he avoided her sight, calmly restrained those thoughts that he shouldn't have, and stood behind his brother's bottom line, Wen Sheng analyzed:
"I'm afraid we won't be able to win a quick victory this time. Xiao Sanqing tried his best to encircle Bingzhou. Pei Madang had no way out, but it has not been easy to attack the city since ancient times. Bingzhou has a moat that is much wider than other cities. Although Pei Ran only had [-] soldiers and horses, As long as there is enough food and grass in the city, it will not be easy for the Qi army to easily capture Bingzhou..."

Feng Yun nodded, agreeing with his view.

"The current situation of Qi State is that it cannot afford a long-term war. Xiao San wants to win a quick victory and capture the thief first. Xinzhou is backed by Andu Wanning, and Jin State is behind it for defense. It is even more difficult to capture it. The bones can only be picked up and gnawed first. Win Bingzhou, take Pei Ran, and then sit down to negotiate with Jin. By then, his voice will be louder at the negotiating table..."

Wen Xingsu looked at her talking and smiled softly.

"My waist has changed a lot."

Feng Yun's eyebrows relaxed and he smiled quietly.

"As you grow up, things will always change."

It’s not that I’ve grown up, it’s that I’ve endured hardship.

While he was away, his waist suffered too much bullying and suffered too much.

Wen Xingshu watched the little girl who had been with him since childhood grow into a sassy girl who could take charge of her own business. He felt happy and sad at the same time.

He slightly pulled back his sleeves and took out an oil paper bag.

"Would you like osmanthus cake?"

Feng Yun pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing, his eyes were filled with joy.

"want."

It was Wen Xing who brought him from Xinzhou.

He could always think of her delicious mouth and would bring food for her wherever he went.

"Eat slowly." Wen Xingsu said, "The osmanthus used this autumn is particularly sweet and waxy. You can only eat one piece."

Feng Yun is funny.

Do you still think of her as a child?

"Brother is so handsome!"

She blinked and stole another piece of pastry from his hand. Before Wen Xingsu could stop him, she bit it into her mouth. Her throat was lumpy after eating it. Wen Xingsu couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly moved over to help her. Patting on the back.

"You!"

Helplessly pampered, like this since childhood.

Feng Yun finally managed to swallow his tone, but saw Wen Xingsu's smile faded slightly and his expression changed as he looked at the river.

Then, before Feng Yun could express his surprise, he stretched out his long arms to hug Feng Yun, pressed her to his chest, raised his sleeves to cover their faces...