Nagato has such a slim waist

The richest prince in the world, Chunyu, had private houses in Xinzhou and Chunning, as well as a lot of farm properties. Few people knew his specific wealth, but his wealth seemed to be everywhere.

This Zhuangzi is located at the junction of Chunning and Xinzhou, with mountains on its back and water on its side, and it is built against the river.

At this time, it was raining heavily at night, and the rain covered Zhuangzi in a layer of white mist. The heavy rain pounded on the eaves, sometimes lingering and sometimes whimpering.

In the house, the fire is burning brightly, the fragrance is lingering from the fence, and the exquisite snacks are placed on the table. The atmosphere is quiet and elegant, making people drowsy.

"When the rain stops, it's almost time for me to go back." Feng Yun knelt down behind the wooden desk with a dignified posture and a calm tone. Perhaps the fire was too warm, and her jade face was filled with red clouds, making her look more like a hibiscus blooming.

"What's the hurry?" Chun Yuyan half-opened and half-closed his eyes, holding the golden bottle in his hand, looking at the girl Yun Huan with her arms loose, her eyes charming and her brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"Watching the fire from across the bank, you have to wait until the fire is out before returning."

Feng Yun raised his eyes to look at him, pursed his lips slightly, "It's already too much trouble for the prince to entertain you for two days..."

"Ha!" Chun Yuyan sneered, and looked over with his twinkling eyes, looking even more affectionate, "If Twelve is willing to bother me for the rest of my life, I will be happy too."

Again.

This man really can't be serious anymore.

In his previous life, Feng Yun would have felt ashamed.

Now I'm probably thick-skinned, taking life and death lightly, and other things don't matter at all.

"Your Majesty, you have good taste. You can tell at a glance that I don't want to do it."

Chunyu Yan smiled, "Look at you, you're not sincere in saying thank you."

He looked at the water splashing on the windowpane dancing in the light, and suddenly smiled: "The weather is like this, the greenhouse is fragrant, what do you think it would be like if there was a cloud and rain?"

Feng Yun:......

"Anything you say is right if you are good-looking. You can also say dirty things in a charming way."

Feng Yun looked at him and said, "Unfortunately, I like strong and powerful men. The prince is a bit thin."

Chun Yuyan's breath tightened, and his shoulders and back stiffened. Seeing the faint joking and flash of ridicule in her eyes, his cheeks were inexplicably hot. He was so handsome, and everyone said it was God's masterpiece, but when it came to her In his eyes, he could only see disdain, which was really shocking.

It was only natural that he would do this to her.

I also think it's cheap enough.

"Do you want me to become like Pei Wanzhi?"

Feng Yun chuckled, his cheeks were burned by the stove, and his lips were red and red. He looked quiet but charming.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to change. You will not be Pei Wangzhi, and you cannot become Pei Wangzhi." After saying this, she glanced at the maids around her.

"Your Majesty is surrounded by stunning beauties, so why bother looking for something far away?"

Chun Yuyan was fond of extravagance and enjoyment, and also liked beautiful things. The maids who served him were indeed extremely beautiful.

Feng Yun stayed in his village for the past two days, experiencing the process of "being rich is great" over and over again.

"Is Twelve unhappy?" Chun Yuyan asked, "If you are unhappy, I will send you away."

Feng Yun made him stunned for a moment and laughed.

"How could you not like it? Who wouldn't be happy to see such a beautiful woman?"

"Then I'll give it to you." Chun Yuyan smiled lightly, and the two maids waiting beside him had red eyes and lowered their heads.

Feng Yun glanced at them and declined.

"A gentleman does not take away what others love..."

Chun Yuyan looked at her with a smile, his eyelashes lightly fluttering, his dark eyes filled with captivating color, "Can't you see? I'm seducing you."

Feng Yun stared at him, "I only see people who are wild and careless..."

Chun Yuyan chuckled softly, as if he heard something interesting, "When an old friend comes to visit, Twelve should be so eloquent."

"Old friend?" Feng Yun felt a little suffocated when he heard footsteps coming from the sound of heavy rain.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Jiao's report sounded outside the door.

"Your Majesty, the distinguished guest has arrived."

Chunyu Yan glanced at Feng Yun: "Please."

A handsome and tall figure appeared at the door.

Under the cloak, the young emperor is still handsome and elegant, and his features are clear. Braving the night rain, the moisture soaked into the hem of his clothes. He didn't even realize it, and he was filled with a chill when he entered.

Their eyes met in the air, as if they were worlds apart.

"Ayun..."

There was a "bang" sound, and the wooden case was shaken.

Feng Yun dropped the tea cup heavily and his expression changed drastically.

That day Ge Guang set fire to Liufeng Garden and destroyed Song Shou'an. In order to avoid raising suspicion, Feng Yun performed a full set of tricks and took Ge Guang out of Xinzhou City. However, she did not expect that Chun Yuyan's helping hand also included such condition.

"Why do I, the Taoist Crown Prince, help me so kindly? I have such thoughts?"

Chunyu Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You said that I am a businessman."

Feng Yun sneered, "What benefit does he give you?"

Chun Yuyan didn't answer, he reached out and picked up the hand stove, leaned lazily on the soft couch, looked at Xiao Cheng and said:
  "If you are here, brother Ziyan, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Xiao Cheng nodded and looked at Feng Yun faintly.

"I came here today to ask Ayun face to face, why did you abandon me?"

Feng Yun laughed when he heard it.

She really wanted to get a mirror of past and present life and let Xiao Cheng take a good look at what he had done. After doing such a thing, such words and deeds are so ridiculous and absurd.

It's a pity that without the Mirror of Past and Present Life, Xiao Cheng in front of her wouldn't understand her resentment...

"Qi Jun, be careful what you say."

Feng Yun looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face. "I am already a woman, and you also have wives and concubines at home. Now is a critical moment for peace talks between the two countries. You and I should avoid suspicion. You should not come."

"Why?" Xiao Cheng took another step forward, "Abandon me?"

Feng Yun glanced at the playful smile on Chun Yuyan's face, frowned, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

This man who had three matchmakers and six betrothals, married her in eight carriages, and then watched coldly as she was pushed into the pit of fire. This man whom he had high hopes for, whom he truly admired, who thought he could raise eyebrows and grow old together, was the culprit who wanted to cut off her limbs, imprison her in the palace, and make her irrecoverable...

In another life, I ask, why did she abandon him?

Feng Yun pondered and smiled casually.

"Qi Junying is an extremely enlightened person and has great wisdom, yet he doesn't even understand this?"

Xiao Cheng couldn't see through her thoughts.

In front of him was the seventeen-year-old Ayun, who should have been innocent and innocent, trying so hard to please him and marry him as his wife.

But he no longer cared about it and came to see her in person, but there was no trace of affection in her eyes, not even indifference, but hatred and disgust.

"Ah Yun blames me for marrying Feng Ying as an equal wife..."

Feng Yun lowered his head and fiddled with the tea cup in his hand. He looked unconcerned, but in fact he was in a state of confusion.

At this time, there had not been as many grievances and hatreds between her and Xiao Cheng. If she showed too many emotions, it would probably make people suspicious.

Especially sitting next to him was Chun Yuyan, whose intentions were completely unpredictable.

She tried her best to hide her inner hatred, and her eyes showed a trace of sadness.

"It's a thing of the past, why do we still mention it? Feng Jingting is right, it's all fate."

It's pouring rain outside.

Like a broken bead, smashing against the window.

"This is my fate."

She lifted her hair, her eyes were watery, and the fragility she inadvertently revealed was like pinching Xiao Cheng's throat.

His throat tightened, and he wanted to go forward and hug her, hold her deeply in his arms, and tell her his endless longing for her after many years of separation.

but……

Although they are currently engaged, they don't actually interact much. Every time they meet, they say goodbye in a hurry. He used to be cold to Ayun, so cold that he was even a little inhumane. He left Beijing to guard the mausoleum before the wedding, which broke her heart even more.

If he suddenly becomes eager, A Yun, who is completely unaware, may be frightened.

Xiao Cheng restrained himself, spoke softly, and tried to be as calm as possible.

"You were in the enemy camp at that time, and the head of the Feng family was pressing you every step of the way. For the sake of a big plan, I had to deal with him..."

"Zhou Xuan?" Feng Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled, stroking the tea cup with his soft hands, and asked lightly:
  "Zhou Xuan sent me to die in front of the battle? Zhou Xuan married Feng Ying? I never complained that you refused to marry me. It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. What I complained about was that you were so cruel and wanted to To put me to death..."

"I didn't..." Xiao Cheng wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he caught Chun Yuyan's half-smiling expression and swallowed his words.

"I only found out about Andu County after the fact. If I had known that your father was so cruel, I would never have responded..."

"Did you know you wouldn't marry Feng Ying? You would. Because you always know what you want. You need the support of the Feng family and the Chen family, and I can't give you any of this."

Feng Yun looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Of course, none of this matters now. There is no need for you to show deep regret. After all, you and I... have never known each other well."

Xiao Cheng choked.

Seventeen-year-old Ayun and him are not husband and wife, have no affection, and are not familiar with each other yet.

He has read her thousands of times, and she only thinks of him as her enemy...

Xiao Cheng's cold eyes were inexplicably filled with mist, and his tone became more relaxed.

"I didn't do a good enough job in the past, so you should be resentful. Now that the matter is over, let's not pursue who was right or wrong in the past. I came here today because I want to tell you the truth. Can you come back to Taicheng with me? ?As long as you nod your head, I will find a way to get Jin to agree to the Xinzhou peace negotiation."

Feng Yun looked at him and silently twitched the corners of his lips.

The heart that beat wildly with anger was calmed by his words.

Of course Jin would agree.

Li Sangruo wished she could leave quickly.

If Xiao Cheng really mentions this matter by then, and with the cooperation of the Jin delegation, I am afraid there will be more troubles.

Feng Yun chuckled, raised his eyes and asked:
  "Pei Lang and I are newly married, why do we have to go back to Taicheng?"

Xiao Cheng frowned slightly.

The light was dim, and the woman was talking about Pei Madang with a smile. Her eyes were as moist as autumn water, and her voice was slow and lazy, revealing a rare charm.

Xiao Cheng had always known that Feng Yun was good-looking, with a more delicate appearance than Sanchun.

But during the years they got together, she was unhappy most of the time. She rarely smiled, and even when she did, she was dignified and reserved. He rarely saw her in such a moving mood, like a delicate flower soaked by the night rain. , full of spring color.

Xiao Cheng looked at his wife with deep eyes.

"In the dispute between the two countries, women should not be involved. Pei Ran will not cherish you at all. He had a hasty wedding in Bingzhou just to provoke me to send troops. Ayun, why are you doing this?"

If Pei Madang didn't cherish her, would he, Xiao Cheng, cherish her?

Feng Yun only found it funny.

Yes.

Xiao Cheng dug out her heart again.

Let her remember that no man in the world will truly cherish her and care about her.

But what does that matter?

She will no longer cherish anyone, she will only use them. (End of chapter)