Nagato has such a slim waist

When summer comes, digging lotus root strips has become a happy event in Zhuangzi.

The lotus root strips are deep in the mud. They are tender and crisp. They are delicious when stir-fried, mixed or salted. However, in order to ensure that the lotus roots grow up and have a good harvest, it is very important to dig the lotus root strips not too early or too late. You must also take care of the growth of the plant. Avoid hurting the lotus whip...

Xing Bing rolled up his sleeves and personally led the people down to the pond.

A group of tribes were shouting and cheering on the shore. Those newcomers to the village, who had never eaten lotus roots before, looked at everyone as if they were celebrating the New Year. Then they looked at Commander Xing, who was usually serious and upright, covered in mud, but as happy as a child. Novel and incredible...

"Are lotus root strips really that delicious?"

"That's natural."

Someone asked, someone answered.

"But it's not just for food..."

"Why is that?"

Last year, my wife moved them to Zhuangzi in Huaxi. There was a shortage of food and life was difficult. Because there were few people who knew how to eat it, the lotus roots in this pond were able to be preserved during the famine years. They filled their bellies and helped a lot. …

Those who followed Feng Yun in the early days all remembered this incident, but they could not explain why. They only said:
"Consider it a blessing from God."

The new people seem to understand but the old people have smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, the shouting became even louder, and the whole Zhuangzi was boiling with astonishment.

Who wouldn’t want something that is both flower-viewing and edible?

People from the village came one after another and asked Alou for seeds.

Ah Lou said generously: "It's not possible right now. Come back after the beginning of autumn. If you want to plant, you can dig the pond first and raise the pond mud..."

The villagers knew that Mrs. Li Zheng's family had no secrets, and they immediately became overjoyed and asked about the cultivation of lotus roots.

Ah Lou scratched his head and couldn't explain a few words clearly, so he called Sister-in-law Xu.

"Sister-in-law Xu is responsible for all farm affairs in the village. If you don't understand anything, just ask her."

Sister-in-law Xu was watching her husband digging lotus root strips, and laughed when she heard the sound, "I am a village woman, and I don't know much. My wife taught me everything. You must learn later, and choose a day when planting seeds in the Beginning of Autumn. Come together, I will tell you..."

The villagers were moved.

Knowing that the child beside Feng Yun was the emperor, they did not dare to approach, but saluted and thanked them from a distance.

Yuan Shangyi was also very moved.

Holding Feng Yun's hand, he suddenly asked in a low voice:
"If the people under his rule are as happy as Huaxi, would he be a good emperor?"

Feng Yun was startled.

This question is difficult to answer.

When people don’t have enough to eat, all they want is to be full.

Everyone is full and has different pursuits...

She said: "There have been very few emperors since ancient times who can do this. If A Yuan can do this in the future, he is a good emperor."

Won Sang Yi nodded.

Soon, the child found his own logic.

"Then if you become the emperor, won't you be able to do that?"

Feng Yun jumped in surprise and almost blocked his mouth.

“How can governing a village and governing a country be generally equated?”

A child's eyes are pure and innocent, and of course he will not deliberately dig holes for her.

Feng Yun smiled and held his hand.

"The sun is getting louder, let's go back to the house."

There were many people outside, and Feng Yun didn't want to cause trouble.

Chunyu Yan smiled when he heard this and glanced at Feng Yun lightly.

"Let me just say this is a hot potato, right?"

Yuan Shangyi didn't hear what Chun Yuyan said that day. He didn't understand what Chun Yuyan was talking about, so he bowed obediently and left, letting Feng Yun lead him out of the wooden pavilion.

Feng Yun took a look at the guy who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"I will come to Yunzhuang later to settle the score with you."

A pun?
Chun Yuyan curled his lips, knowing that the settlement she was talking about was for Ao Zai's food expenses, and it was also because of Cai Cai's unscrupulous words, but there was no ambiguity at all, so he couldn't help but chew on those two words over and over again...

late.

He stood up lazily and looked at the slim figure.

The thin shoulders were straight, and the smile on his face was bright and moving in the rising glow. Every word, every action, every frown and every smile was just right. Before leaving, I did not forget to say goodbye to the villagers on the other side of the pond who were watching the lotus root digging.

Feng Twelve.

How do you combine charm and chic into one?
And himself...

On the one hand, it was an unbearable itch that was digging deep into my bones.

On the other hand, I wish I could peel her skin off, stretch her tendons, and bite off a piece of her flesh in order to relieve my hatred...

He chuckled softly, "Better later..."

Later, perhaps under the cover of candlelight, you can indulge your desires...

Not being able to vent for many days, he longed for a place to go.
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evening.

As the summer heat subsides, the fragrance wafts out of the village.

With the little emperor present, Feng Yun had their meals brought to the south window of the study.

Here you can enjoy the wind from Huaxi River and see the roses all over the courtyard. Yuan Shangyi likes it very much.

"Is it delicious?" Feng Yun looked at the polite little emperor, his eyes full of motherly care.

In a place where there was no one around, she showed very little etiquette and gave all her motherly love to this motherless child.

Yuan Shangyi nodded, "I like it very much."

He liked it so much that he wished he had to go back to Yangxinzhai.

From now on, I will follow Princess Yonghuai...

But he dared not speak.

Unreasonable.

Feng Yun personally served him food, "Just tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will try my best to get it for A Yuan."

Yuan Shangyi looked at the crispy fried lotus root strips in the bowl, and felt an inexplicable soreness in his nose.

"Mother... son..."

He has never called me mother.

I really want to call out.

I don’t dare.

In the past, Princess Duan raised her and she never dared to claim that she was his mother. Later, in order to lower Yuan Shangyi's status, Li Sangruo asked him to make a grand ceremony and formally adopt her to Princess Duan, and he only called her mother.

Princess Duan treats him well.

There is love and there is fear.

The relationship between them is somewhat complicated.

Yuan Shangyi couldn't tell the difference before, but now with comparison, he understands...

There is a difference between love and love.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yun couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the child staring at him, his eyes moist and slightly red.

"Why are you crying?"

Yuan Shangyi swallowed the bite of food in his mouth.

"My wife treats me so well."

Feng Yun laughed, "I'll give you something to eat and you'll feel better? Fool, don't trust others gullibly."

Won Sang Yi shook his head.

He didn't speak, but his gaze on Feng Yun became more and more intense. It was the attachment that a child has for his mother, which is indescribable.

Feng Yun: "Eat, be good."

The whole family enjoyed their first meal of lotus root this summer alone.

Eat slowly and talk a lot.

When leaving, Feng Yun sent Yuan Shangyi back to Yangxinzhai. Seeing the light of reluctance in the child's eyes, he felt pity in his heart.

"I live over there..."

She pointed to the location of her bedroom and said with a smile:

"If you shout something, I can hear you."

Only then did Yuan Shangyi's little face shine.

"Very close."

"Yes, very close." Feng Yun bent down and touched her head, "I'm right next to A Yuan and will protect you."

Yuan Shangyi nodded slightly, raised his hands, and bowed to her.

"Madam, please rest early. I'm going back."

Feng Yun smiled and said: "Go in, I'll watch you."

Won Sang Yi happily crossed the threshold.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Ms. Lin stood in the shadow of the flower tree, watching this scene, she hummed lowly, then she put on a smile and stepped forward to pick up the emperor.
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Feng Yun stood in Yangxinzhai for a moment, then came out and called Alou to go to Yunzhuang.

Now Chun Yuyan made it clear that he wanted to eat at Changmen, but Feng Yun didn't keep him because he didn't want him to make excuses and not accept Ao Zai's money.

One is one, two is two.

Feng Yun didn't take advantage of him in vain.

When she went to Yunzhuang, she asked Xiaoman to carry a basket of lotus roots.

That was specially reserved for this next-door neighbor.

The stars are like scattering, and the moon is like water.

Chun Yuyan leaned lazily against the window, arching one of his long legs and holding a wine bottle in his hand. He watched Feng Yun lead people into the village, then he chuckled, inhaled and tugged on his collar.

Yunzhuang has exquisite architecture. He can see the path from Changmen to Yunzhuang from the window, but it will take a while for Feng Yun to walk to Zhuangzi.

So this journey is particularly long in Chun Yuyan's heart today...

He seemed to have waited for a long time before he heard soft footsteps.

The person who spoke was Xiang Zhong.

"Your Majesty, the princess came over and said she would pay for Ao Zai's food. What... should we do?"

Chun Yuyan's eyes darkened slightly and his voice was light and fluttering.

"Let her go!"

Say to Xiang Zhong.

It's like someone has choked me, and there's nothing to follow.

Then, Feng Yun's low laugh came.

"I wanted to thank the prince in person and be more polite. Since the prince refuses to meet me, I will leave the money and leave."

Chunyu Yan's back stiffened and he sat up.

Why didn't Xiang Zhong say that Feng Twelve was outside?

Feng Yun showed no expression, and signaled Xiaoman to put down the lotus root belt and money, then turned to leave.

Chun Yuyan's sneer came from behind.

"Will you try taking another step?" Feng Yun frowned and looked back.

The light in the room was dim, and the silver moonlight fell on the half-open door. Inside was a slender and tall figure...

It seems like you are not wearing a mask?
It was too far away for her to see clearly.

"I've met the crown prince." Feng Yun saluted lightly.

Chun Yuyan let go of the hand holding the door and relaxed his voice.

"Come in! I have something to say."

This unstable temperament is really annoying.

Feng Yun sighed in his heart and walked over slowly.

Chun Yuyan was the only one in the room.

A lone lamp.

The light was dim and dense, falling on Chun Yuyan's smooth and almost flawless face. At first glance, I was shocked.

"The prince is indeed not wearing a mask."

Chun Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

"You are willing to come in just to prove this?"

Feng Yun didn't dare to admit that he did have some thoughts.

Everyone has a love for beauty. When it comes to having a good-looking face and good skin, no one can compare with Prince Yunchuan who wears a mask all day long.

"To this day, I understand why the Crown Prince has to hide his face all day long."

Chun Yuyan was surprised by her sudden words.

"Oh, what do you think?"

Feng Yun smiled, "Wherever there is sunlight, it is difficult to maintain the skin. Isn't this how the prince's fine skin and tender flesh are maintained?"

Chunyu Yan stared silently.

He wanted to grab her by the neck, drag her over, and talk to her properly.

"Sit down." He raised his hand slightly, sat down on the bamboo mat himself, and reached out to pour tea.

Feng Yun did not sit down, "Young Master Yang will come to Zhuangzi later to talk about locust control. Your Majesty, please keep the story short."

Well a long story short.

Chunyu Yan couldn't help but grimace.

Be gentle and friendly to everyone.

Are you treating him like an enemy who killed your father?
"Prince?" Feng Yun frowned, his eyes full of doubts.

Something was very wrong with Chun Yuyan today.

She glanced at the wine bottle on the wooden table.

"I went to Xinyi, what happened?"

Chun Yuyan chuckled and narrowed his eyes, "The Imperial Censor of the Southern Qi Dynasty gave me two beauties from the Western Regions."

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Then congratulations to the prince. I have always heard that the Western Regions are rich in beauties, and they have the ability to capture people's hearts. When men see them, they are all fascinated..."

Chun Yuyan almost laughed out loud.

"Where did you hear these remarks?"

"It's in the book." Feng Yun said excitedly, "I have been curious about the beauties of the Western Regions for a long time. They are tall and graceful, and they are charming and beautiful. The crown prince Gui Ji must be one of the best. If I have the chance to meet her, I will be happy."

Chun Yuyan was almost mad at her.

"I refused."

Feng Yun: "Why?"

There was disappointment on her face.

I originally thought I could take advantage of it and take a look at the exotic scenery...

This son of a bitch is too wasteful.

Chun Yuyan looked at the regret on her face and slowly stood up and walked over. Feng Yun made him frown and took two steps back...

"doing what?"

When Chun Yuyan took a step forward, she would take a step back.

Chun Yuyan suddenly stretched out his hand, closed the door forcefully, and stared into Feng Yun's eyes.

"Feng Twelve, do you really don't know why?"

Feng Yun raised his head involuntarily, his eyes as black as paint filled with doubts.

"Still pretending?" Chun Yuyan stared at her, reached out to brush away her hanging hair, gritted his teeth and squeezed her shoulders, his voice sounding like exhaling.

"Did I tell you that I..."

"Miss!"

When Ah Lou and Xiao Man saw the door closing, they felt something bad in their hearts. After a short pause, they yelled.

"There is the sound of horse hooves outside. Is there news from the king?"

Xiaoman also shouted excitedly.

"The maid heard it too. Yes, there was the sound of horse hooves. Would you like to go back to the village, madam?"

Horse's hoof.

From far to near.

Chun Yuyan's voice was interrupted, lifeless, but he regained consciousness.

What's the use of saying that?

She won't take it seriously.

Either Pei Lang or Xiao Lang had completely forgotten what he said.

Besides, it's not a matter of face for a man to be hard on other women. On the contrary, it strengthened her ambition and allowed her to be unscrupulous and control herself in the future.

Chunyu Yan smiled coolly, and withdrew the hand on Feng Yun's shoulder with force, then slowly released it, and then burst out a sentence from between his teeth like a bite.

"How can I, as stunning as I am, take advantage of a woman from the Western Region?"

He glanced at Feng Yun again, laughing and joking.

"If Feng Twelve is willing to be obsessed with me, I can devote myself to you now."

Feng Yun said nothing.

Chun Yuyan looked at the person in front of him.

Even though he didn't do anything, the heat in his chest kept burning and couldn't be driven away.

That is the desire that has been suppressed for countless nights...

As fierce as a wolf.

His eyes deepened.

There is fine sweat on the forehead and tip of the nose.

"Feng Twelve, can you take care of me..."

Chun Yuyan got closer and closer, but Feng Yun had no way to retreat.

As long as he is willing, he can reach out and scoop her into his arms, break her wings, drag her into a sea of ​​lust, and hold her until death...

No one in this world can control him.

But even though he was drunk, there seemed to be a magical power in his body that bound his hands and prevented him from doing anything out of line.

He dare not.

I'm afraid that we won't even be able to be this close in the future.

"Feng Twelve."

He called softly, his voice low and charming.

"Can you touch me?"

He tried to pull Feng Yun's hand.

Feng Yun avoided it.

Staring at him coldly, without scolding or speaking.

When their eyes met, Chun Yuyan felt a faint feeling of suffocation.

"You really don't want it? If you don't take advantage of it, should you still be Feng Twelve?"

"Thank you." Feng Yun glanced at him coldly and glanced at the wine bottle on the wooden table again.

spoke suddenly.

"Can't Jiang Ji do the same?"

Chun Yuyan didn't expect that she would ask this suddenly.

It turns out that she remembers everything...

Those beautiful eyes were extremely sharp, forcing Chun Yuyan to have nowhere to hide. He didn't know whether he should be ashamed or crazy, his thick ink-like eyes were full of violence.

He lowered his head slightly, looking embarrassed and a little cruel.

"You try, can I do it?"

Feng Yun sighed thoughtfully, "Moody. It seems that this time I went to Mingquan and met Jiang Ji. Didn't she agree? Or did she show your face?"

Chun Yuyan's pupils shrank slightly, and his handsome face turned frighteningly pale.

"Are you crazy? You, Feng Twelve, how dare you look down on me?"

Feng Yun said nothing, "Your Majesty, please drink less. If you say such nonsense, no wonder Jiang Ji refuses to follow you..."

With that said, she blessed Chunyu Yan.

"Feng Yun retires. Your Majesty, please go to bed early. Jiang Ji will come back from Mingquan in two days, so you can have a nice talk."

she left.

Chunyu Yan's eyes were heavy, and he stood quietly at the door, watching her go away with her servants.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and the heat of the day had long since dissipated. However, every inch of Chun Yuyan's skin seemed to be soaked by Feng Yun's gaze...

This woman...

You humiliated him like that, and now you don't care about him at all, causing him to end up like this. Do you think you can make up for it by finding him a concubine?

I don't think about it!

He slowly sat by the window and watched Feng Yun's figure appear on the path. Suddenly he raised his sleeves and the lights in the room went out.

He pulled open the light robe with force.

The bright moonlight came in through the window and fell on that fair skin.

His fingers were cold and there was no trace of warmth.

After a while, he sighed and gave up.

Two chapters in one, thank you for your support.

Pei Ran: My letter came just in time...

Chunyu Yan: Are you a dog? The sense of smell is so obvious that it almost knocks down the wall...

Pei Ran: Who told you to touch my things?
Chun Yuyan: Who touched your things? I just... moved my heart.