Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 422 Quietly
Feng Yun was carried back to Zhuangzi by Wen Xingsu.

The dress was greatly wet, and the hugging figure cast a long shadow under the moonlight, hazy and brilliant, accompanied by the breeze and fallen leaves, delicate and gentle, and had a strange and beautiful appearance.

Of course, this is Wen Xingsu’s feeling.

Feng Yun only felt pain in his feet.

Not only my ankles, but also my toes were affected by the force when I stepped on them, and they were also injured by the gravel. The pain was so excruciating that I didn’t dare to touch it at the moment.

But she actually didn't want to appear in front of people like this.

As she approached Zhuangzi, she pulled Wen Xingsu's sleeve.

"Brother, let me down. I can do it myself."

Wen Xingsu lowered his head, knowing what she was worried about, and frowned.

At this moment, a strong sense of loss made his heart so heavy that he felt like he couldn't breathe. Not only did he not let go, but he also increased his strength.

"Are you afraid that your brother-in-law won't like it?"

The term "brother-in-law" shows his magnanimity as an elder brother.

If Feng Yun said anything else, it would be inappropriate.

"He won't be unhappy, it's just that people talk a lot. If someone gets bad words in their stomach and talks nonsense, it won't damage the reputation of the eldest brother..."

"That's good."

Wen Xingsu looked at the servants beside him without any hesitation.

"Can you talk nonsense?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Dear Mr. Da Lang, I won't."

Wen Xingsu lowered his head and looked at Feng Yun.

"You heard it all."

Facing his staring eyes, Feng Yun suddenly felt relieved.

She was just injured, why couldn't her brother take her back? Why do you need to be so pretentious and deceive others?

She moved the injured foot, screamed in pain again, and then said:

"Thank you, brother."

Wen Xing nodded and ordered his servants with side eyes.

"You run faster and ask Doctor Yao to come to the village."

The servant responded and trotted away.

Wen Xingsu slowed down while holding Feng Yun in his arms...

He walked steadily, for fear of falling her again, but his arms were extremely stiff.

The skin touched by the fingers was so soft that it seemed like there were no bones, and a dense layer of goosebumps quickly formed on his body. It felt like he didn't know how to place the fingers.

Feng Yun was unguarded and grabbed Wen Xingsu's lapel with both hands. He was still thinking about Pu Yangyi's scolding and was distracted. Wen Xingsu needed to take a deep breath to restrain the ripples in his heart...

worried.

It was a secret joy again.

Self-blaming.

Happy again.

It was difficult for him to describe what he was feeling at this moment.

Just like a little beast secretly hiding in a corner to peek at the sun, suddenly a gust of wind blows open the window, leaking a ray of sunlight to him...

He wanted to hold onto this light tightly, tightly, and refused to let go.

Because once it escapes from the palm of your hand, it will never come back.

It was still early and the sky was not yet dark. On the road, I met several villagers returning from the east of the village. Their eyes subconsciously looked over and examined the two people who were close to each other.

Then asked curiously:

"What's wrong with Madam Li Zheng?"

Wen Xingsu replied, "My feet are sprained."

The villagers became concerned and as they were talking, the lights in front of them were bright.

Before Madman Pei arrived, the air suddenly became thinner.

The atmosphere was tense for no reason.

He led his entourage and approached with big feet, the wind lantern in his hand flickering.

When he got closer, he glanced at Feng Yun, handed the wind lantern to Zuo Zhong, and stretched out his hand towards Wen Xingsu.

"I come."

It seems that the person who went to notify Yao Ru also notified Pei Ran.

Wen Xingsu was a little annoyed.

There is a subtle, needle-like pain running through my heart...

He paused for a moment.

It was at this moment that Pei Ran looked over.

The two of them stared at each other, as if frozen in place in front of so many people...

Feng Yun faintly noticed a hint of nervousness.

"Brother. Please let me down."

She touched Wen Xingsu's arm, and under Pei Mad's sharp gaze, she stretched her hand towards him and said innocently: "I accidentally stepped into the ditch just now. It hurts like hell..."

With a slightly coquettish tone, no one could bear to criticize her harshly. Pei Madang hugged her over, his eyes lowered, not looking at Wen Xingsu, and his tone was calm and full of concern, "Don't go out after dark next time."

Feng Yun said nothing and said with a bitter face:

"I also said that I would go to Andu City tomorrow and see Xiaoqi's house. It's over now. I'll be swollen when I wake up tomorrow. There's no way I can walk..."

Pei Madang: "Then take a two-day rest and take your time."

The two people were talking, there was no sudden affection, but there was a lingering atmosphere that made it difficult for outsiders to blend in...

Wen Xingsu slowed down his steps and hung far behind them.

The remaining warmth between my fingers was still there, but my arms were empty.

The unreasonable feeling of frustration amplified his emotions, and also amplified the feeling of being held in his arms by the warm and fragrant nephrite just now...

He lowered his head.

Under the moonlight, I could see a trace of wrinkles on the clothes.

It was pressed out by Feng Yun's body when she was holding her in her arms.

Wen Xingsu smoothed it gently and smiled bitterly.
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When Feng Yun was placed on the wooden couch by Pei Ran, Yao Ru trotted over carrying the medicine box.

The people who came with him were Puyang Jiu and a little Yuan Shangyi.

They came from Yangxinzhai.

Puyang Jiu was called by Pei Cong.

Yuan Shangyi followed here on his own.

Feng Yun looked at the people standing in the room and felt embarrassed.

It's just a sprained foot. Is there any need to go to such great lengths?
Two for the doctor and one for the little emperor.

Pei Madang didn't expect that Puyang Jiu would bring Yuan Shangyi over, glance at him casually, bow his hands, and let people watch.

Yuan Shangyi didn't sit on the stool, but sat directly on the edge of Feng Yun's wooden couch. His eyes were filled with worry. He stretched out his little hand as if he wanted to touch her, but felt it was inappropriate and took it back gracefully.

"Does it hurt, madam?"

"It doesn't hurt." Feng Yun shook his head and smiled warmly, "You see, you will be punished if you don't walk attentively, and I suffered the consequences..."

Yuan Shangyi frowned and looked up at Puyang Jiu.

"Medical Officer Puyang, is it important?"

Puyang Jiu glanced at Doctor Yao.

He and Dr. Yao arrived at the same time. At this time, Dr. Yao had already rolled up his sleeves and was preparing to see Feng Yun's injuries, so it was inconvenient for him to take action again.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Puyang Jiu smiled and picked a sentence that could be used anywhere to appease the little emperor.

"Princess Jiren has her own destiny. It will be okay, it will be okay."

Pei Ran glanced at him again.

Puyang Jiu felt the hair on his back grow. He didn't know where he had offended His Highness King Yonghuai. His eyes wanted to pierce him.

Yao Ru looked at Feng Yun's injury, asked his servant to bring a round stool and put it in front of the couch, and then motioned for her to stretch out her feet and put them on it.

"Fortunately, no bones were injured. I first massaged and massaged the lady, and then applied hot compress. I think it will be fine, but the tendons and veins are damaged. It will take some time to recover as before, and the lady will have to suffer a lot..."

Hearing Yao Ru's words, Feng Yun was a little annoyed.

She still has a lot of things to do recently...

Wen Xingsu looked at the confusion on her face and said apologetically:
"It's my fault. If you don't go see the house, it won't happen."

Feng Yun laughed, "Obviously I wanted to take you to see it on a whim... Brother, I have to get up early tomorrow, so go back and rest. I have nothing to do."

Wen Xingsu pursed his lips.

He wanted to stay and take care of her himself.

Just like when she was hurt as a child...

The only person close to Yao Yao is him.

But today is different from the past...

"Okay." Wen Xingsu responded, bowed to the little emperor and others in the room and left one by one.

Pei Ran looked up and saw his lonely back.

Feng Yun turned to look at Yuan Shangyi, "It's getting late, Ayuan, please go back too, don't keep Lin Nv Shi waiting..."

Won Sang Yi pouted.

He wanted to stay.

But when his eyes came into contact with Pei Ran's, he backed down again.

Finally, he nodded obediently, stood up and followed Dong Bai back to Yangxinzhai.

Puyang Jiu waited until Yao Ru had taken care of Feng Yun's injury and was about to sneak away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the room, Pei Madang followed him out.

"Oh my God! Silently, you want to scare me to death?"

The Nine Evil Men of Puyang complained first, patting their chests and turning to glare at him.

Pei Ran motioned to him coldly, "Come here."

He walked to the eaves of the cloister and stood tall.

Pu Yangjiu's lips twitched slightly, and he followed up with a grumble, lowering his voice and saying, "What are you talking to me about in private this late at night?"

Pei Ran asked, "Where's the medicine I asked you to prepare?"

Pei Ran: Where is my medicine?

Feng Yun: Good night!