Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun patted his side with a smile in his eyes.

Wen Xingsu hesitated for a moment and sat down next to her.

The back is straight and very well behaved.

Feng Yun wanted to laugh a little.

The eldest brother is really naughty.

When will such a humble gentleman find his sister-in-law?

She lowered her voice and asked him in a low voice:

"Brother, what do you think of Mr. Pingyuan County?"

Wen Xingsu was stunned for a moment, his face a little embarrassed.

Feng Yun smiled and moved closer to observe his expression, which was very close to him.

In front of Wen Xingsu, there was always a little girl who had not grown up in her heart, who was naughty and more casual. Wen Xingsu made her ears feel hot and her heart beat faster when she saw him, but Feng Yun thought that he was shy because of Pu Yangyi, so his voice became much lighter.

"What are you embarrassed to say? We are brothers and sisters. Come on, let's talk about it."

Wen Xingsu opened his mouth, but without making any sound, he smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry about me about your waist."

Brothers and sisters know each other's emotions without having to elaborate.

The goddess has a heart, but King Xiang has no dreams.

Feng Yun no longer interfered with his brother's emotions.

But she noticed that Wen Xingsui's avoidance and dodge was not towards Pingyuan County Lord, but towards her.

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't get divorced from me, okay?"

She leaned forward and looked at Wen Xingsu carefully. Thinking of her heartache after his death in her previous life, the emotion in her eyes was too strong to be resolved.

Wen Xingsu felt her breathing, which was a little breathless.

"Yaoyao, what you drank is not medicine?"

There was a medicine bowl on her table, and Wen Xingsu just watched her drink it with his own eyes.

It was only now that I smelled the alcohol that I realized something was wrong.

"It's wine. Hush..." Feng Yun took out the dried meat from several drawers, gave some to Ao Zai, and put the rest on the table. Then he took out the wine bottle hidden under the quilt and shook it. , whispered: "Don't let Xiaoman hear it, I'll talk about it again later."

"How can you drink with your body like this?"

He grimaced, losing his usual gentleness, and his eyes were cold and scary.

Feng Yun said: "I like the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in my elder brother's cellar, so I stole some and put it in my room."

After pondering for a long time, she stretched out her hand to pull Wen Xingsu and apologized obediently.

"Don't be angry, I... feel so uncomfortable and want to get drunk."

Her voice was soft, and she obviously did nothing but looked at him and smiled, but Wen Xingsu felt sweaty and his throat was tight.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Yun smiled, his eyes showing loneliness and desolation.

"It hurts everywhere."

Li Sangruo may feel uncomfortable seeing her, but who knows, it will not be easy for her to face Li Sangruo again in this life.

Every step she took was risking her life.

She has to resist the powerful fear in her heart in order to achieve the "freedom of advancement and retreat" in the eyes of others...

Wen Xingsu asked, "Are you angry with Pei Madang?"

"No." There was no emotion on Feng Yun's face, and he was always smiling. "It's obvious that he is trying to make me angry, so he can't get in."

When Feng Yun told him what happened tonight, Wen Xingsu's heart felt numb and heavy. Firstly, he was nervous that she was so bold, and secondly, he felt sorry for her for risking her life so much.

"Don't do this next time. It's not worth risking yourself. No wonder Pei Ran is angry. If it were me, I would be angry with you."

"You don't know how." Feng Yun laughed.

The eldest brother has never been angry with her. He has such a good temper that Feng Yun often wonders if she is too irritable.

Wen Xingsu's throat was slightly choked, and it took him a long time to recover from the suffocating mood.

"You feel bad because you didn't defeat Li Sangruo?"

Feng Yun was startled and shook his head, "I'm not that stupid."

"So, your goal from the beginning was not to bring down Li Sangruo, but Fang Fucai?"

"Yes, but wrong."

Wen Xingsu looked at her calmly, his eyes soft.

Feng Yun said: "It's true that the one I want to overthrow most is Li Sangruo, but I don't have the ability to overthrow her right now. I can only chop off her minions. As long as Pei Madang is still a minister of the Jin court, she will still be the ruler of the court. Her Majesty the Queen Mother, as long as Pei Ran doesn't want her to fall, I can't bring her down."

Things are clear tonight.

Li Sangruo sacrificed Fang Fucai, but Pei Madang let her go.

Both sides took a step back to settle the matter.

This proves that Pei Ran doesn't want to get things done.

In fact, Pei Ran knew better than anyone that the man behind the scenes who wanted her to be embarrassed by having sex with a man in public was not Fang Fucai, but Li Sangruo.

He knows that she knows, and she knows that he knows that she knows. She doesn't ask and he doesn't tell. They both know it but don't expose it.

Feng Yun suddenly smiled, his eyes sore inexplicably.

"Brother, are you thirsty? Have some drink."

Wen Xingsu's throat moved slightly, "If you don't want to drink it, don't drink it either." Feng Yun filled Wen Xingsu's glass and put it in his hand.

"Drink. Wine will relieve a thousand sorrows."

Soft little hands amplify the feeling of touch.

There was a heat that seemed to be crawling on his back, with a hint of itch, making him sensitive. Looking into Feng Yun's eyes, his heart beat with her breathing.

The two of them were so close that he began to hate himself. Those low desires would arise in such pure eyes.

"Waist, this is against the rules."

"You and my sister are now living in a foreign land, and we are each other's only relatives. If the eldest brother avoids me and follows my rules in everything, how lonely and sad would I be?"

Her tone is soft and her breath smells like wine.

Wen Xingsu: "Yaoyao..."

There was a lump in his throat.

Feng Yun's eyes were blazing, and there was a smile on his face, but more importantly, there was an indescribable melancholy.

When people are vulnerable, their emotions surge, and the emotions in their eyes are fully revealed.

Tonight she was so beautiful, but her whole body was so fragile. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe it was the alcohol, her head hurt as if it was about to be torn apart.

"Brother, can you let me be wild for a while? This wine won't hurt my body, but if I don't drink it, it will hurt my heart."

Wen Xingsu looked at her with eyes that seemed to be scalded, his pupils shrank sharply, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Feng Yun felt even more uncomfortable seeing him like this.

He was originally General Ningyuan of Southern Qi.

He was a high-spirited Confucian general. In his previous life, he and Pei Ran went to the south and the other to the north, and each was called the God of War. Who would not say that General Wen was talented and had brilliant military exploits, which can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period.

But now I am living in Xinzhou City, with an identity that is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing...

All because of her.

Feng Yun cannot be said not to feel guilty.

Even if she was concerned about Wen Xingsu's life and had a reason not to want him to make the same mistake again, this was not how she wanted to see him.

It shouldn't be like this.

For a man, losing his will may be more painful than losing his life.

"Brother, did I do something wrong?"

At this time, Wen Xingsu's emotions were very complicated and his voice was soft and hoarse.

"Why are you blaming yourself again?"

Feng Yun had no idea how much torture her soft eyes and sincere emotions were to men. He half-opened his eyes and murmured in a low voice.

"Brother is an eagle. He should soar in the sky instead of landing in a magpie's nest and imitate the singing of the happy bird...Brother, shouldn't I keep you by my side?"

"Fool, it's not you who keeps me, it's me who wants to stay." Wen Xingsui raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with warm eyes. The warm light of the fire reflected on his elegant face, as dignified and graceful as this. The desires and disputes of the world have nothing to do with him.

"Whatever I want, I will fight for it. If you don't fight, you don't want it. Don't worry about me, otherwise, I will worry about you in turn. You and I, brother and sister, will never end."

Indifferent is a kind of temperament that can make Feng Yun feel at ease.

She nodded and smiled. He didn't notice Wen Xingsu's tense body. In order to keep calm, his legs were even trembling slightly. It was no different from Pei Man when he was driven crazy by desire.

"I believe brother."

Feng Yun stretched out his head.

"Then you touch my head."

Wen Xingsu's eyes narrowed.

Feng Yun took his hand and put it on his head, just like he did when he was a child, wanting him to pet him like a puppy, with his head rubbing against his palm.

But she is no longer Feng Yun when she was young. Her black hair is soft and slippery, like the softest and most delicate hook, wrapped around Wen Xingsu's palm, sliding, and gradually hooking into the heart.

For a moment, Wen Xingsu was in a daze. He was so dazed that he thought of Zhuangzi in Zhuhe on a rainy night, and when he heard the sounds of her and Pei Man intertwining, he wanted to hug her tightly and do things worse than animals...

"Brother." Feng Yun didn't see him move for a long time and raised his eyes dissatisfied.

"You're still angry, aren't you?"

Wen Xing returned to his senses, rubbed her head with his palms, and smiled in compromise.

"You. Why are you still a child?"

Feng Yun smiled: "In front of my brother, I am just a child."

Wen Xing straightened the corner of his robe and turned his body sideways towards her without leaving a trace. His back was filled with dense tension and his voice was quite calm.

"My child, you shouldn't be willful. If Wei Zheng is bewitched by Li Sangruo, how will you escape tonight?"

It's not that Feng Yun never thought about this possibility.

But she would not give up such a good opportunity for the extremely low possibility.

"If this is really the case, I'll treat it as if I've been bitten by a dog. But I don't think Wei Zheng will be that stupid. People tend to be selfish, and as long as there is a trace of reason, he will know what is best for himself."

She looked at Wen Xingsu with a smile on her face.

Without scheming in front of him, the charm of her facial features was weakened, her face was innocent and her eyes were clear, but it made people extremely distressed.

She is only seventeen.

Wen Xingsu slightly tightened his grip on the wine cup.

"Empress Dowager Li is insidious, jealous, arrogant and stupid..."

After a pause, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "If Yao Yao doesn't want to see her again. Tomorrow, during the peace talks, the eldest brother will let the Queen Mother die..."