Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 480 The Combination of Flute and Flute
The matter between Wen Xingsu and Puyang Yi went more smoothly than expected.

She didn't hide her thoughts about Wen Xingsu at all, and confessed them to the eldest princess the same day she went back.

"I won't marry anyone other than you."

These four words hit the fate of the eldest princess.

After the incident in Puyang, the eldest princess looked down upon her children like eyeballs, and she was not willing to let them suffer any injustice.

What's more, after Puyangyi became a widow, the eldest princess watched her daughter waste these years and hoped that she would find a good family.

The eldest princess had already sent someone to investigate Wen Xingsu.

The Wen family from Jiangdong was of pure origin, with a surname of Wen, a warm nature, talent and good looks, and was a one-of-a-kind husband.

The only thing that makes her uneasy is...

Why did Wen Xingsu want to marry Puyang Yi?

Of course the eldest princess does not look down on her daughter, but Puyangyi’s widowhood experience and past are not a secret. As long as she inquires a little bit, it will be clear...

Why should a good husband marry a widow? If it's not for love, it's for profit.

So what can Puyang Yi do for Wen Xing?

The eldest princess fell into deep thought and hesitated.

But Puyangyi became determined after eating the weight. After Feng Yun asked the matchmaker to come to her door with gifts, she bluntly said that she wanted to marry Wen Xingsu. She went to urge her mother three times a day to agree quickly...

She was afraid that if she hesitated, Lang Jun would fly away.

The eldest princess felt uneasy in her heart.

But firstly, she couldn't prevent her daughter from having too many ideas. Secondly, Princess Yonghuai wanted to marry her brother. Her brother was the deputy general of the Northern Yong Army. With such a family background, there was nothing unworthy of Puyang Yi...

Can't refuse.

This is not simply marrying off a girl.

It's more like a marriage with another force.
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In today's world, due to frequent wars and unrest, many of the six rituals are incomplete.

The two parties agreed on the marriage, and without asking Najib's name, they directly decided on the marriage. Wen Xingsu immediately presented the wedding gift and then made an appointment...

Naturally, it was too late to get married, so I asked someone to do a divination and decided that the wedding date would be mid-summer, late May.

After deciding to get married, Feng Yun made some wishes and asked for food to be prepared on the stove. He wanted to celebrate Wen Xingsu at the mansion and also serve as a farewell party for him.

Xiao Man went to Wen Xingsu's residence but found no one.

Pinshu said that Dalangjun was at the waterside pavilion in the backyard.

The weather is now warm and cold at first, and the pavilion and waterside pavilion are windy, so few people usually go there.

When Feng Yunde heard the news, he frowned and thought for a moment.

"Xiaoman, take my cloak."

The plum blossoms in the garden have not withered yet, and the winter jasmine has sprouted new stamens in a hurry. Feng Yun passed through the hanging flower gate and before he reached the waterside pavilion, he looked up and saw Wen Xingsu sitting on a wooden chair in the pavilion near the water... …

He did nothing.

Quietly, he sat leaning on the railing facing the water, his eyes slightly closed, his expression indifferent, showing his elegance.

Feng Yun paused for a moment and walked slowly over
When Guanqi saw her, he called out "Dalangjun" and was about to salute, but was stopped by Feng Yun's eyes.

"Watch chess." Wen Xingsu suddenly said, "Go and get some wine—"

Watching the chess game seemed a little awkward, "Da Langjun, the lady is here."

Wen Xingsu stiffened slightly, turned his head and saw Feng Yun, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Yun said: "I prepared wine and food for my brother on the stove. Instead of coming to have a drink, my brother hid here and asked for wine alone."

Wen Xingsu smiled and said, "You caught me."

Feng Yun frowned slightly, "Why do you think of drinking wine? But... you still hesitate?"

She was referring to her marriage to Pu Yangyi.

No matter what, she was not willing to give in to Wen Xingsui.

Wen Xingsu smiled and shook his head, and said in a calm tone: "It has nothing to do with marriage. It's just that this situation is so intoxicating that it gives rise to some alcoholism."

After saying that, he stepped over the wooden fence and looked at Feng Yun with a smile.

"It's windy outside, let's go back to the house and have a drink."

Feng Yun raised his head and looked directly into his eyes, "Brother, you and I have become close relatives over the years. If you have something on your mind, please don't hide it from me."

Wen Xingsu seemed startled.

He stared down at her for a while, then smiled softly:

"Life is full of life, how can everything go as planned? There will always be times when you feel down, don't take your waist and waist seriously, and it will be over soon."

Feng Yun looked at his eyes with a gentle smile, then he relaxed his tense emotions and joked:
"If you dare to hide something from me, I'll see if I will pay any attention to you."

Her voice was slightly coquettish.

It seems that she is still the little girl in Taicheng who is not familiar with the world...

Wen Xingsu's eyes were in a trance, and his eyebrows widened.

"You are also a bastard. You don't dare to be so showy in front of your brother-in-law."

Feng Yun glanced at him and said, "The eldest brother is wrong. I am the most kind to my brother. I am not so good-tempered towards him."

Wen Xingsu smiled faintly: "When you get married, you can't be as naughty as you were in the boudoir. My brother-in-law..."

At this point, he paused, his tone slightly hesitant.

"Today is different from the past. He is not only King Yonghuai, but also holds the kingdom of Jin. How many pairs of eyes are watching, you have to watch him a little."

Feng Yun said: "I can't help it. He is not someone I can restrain."

Wen Xingsu remained silent.

Feng Yun added: "Your Majesty told me today that he will not be able to see my brother off when he leaves Beijing tomorrow."

Wen Xingsu nodded, "I'm not a three-year-old, so I don't need to send him far away. I left early, and you're used to sleeping in, so you don't have to get up..."

Feng Yun said: "I want to give it away."

After a moment of hesitation, her steps slowed down and her voice became much lower.

"I don't know why, but after A Yuan's accident, I couldn't let go of my uneasiness for a long time... Now that I think about it, I have to cherish the fate between people."

Wen Xingsu frowned and sighed. "Yao Yao is absolutely right. No one knows if we meet again, we will never see each other again."

Feng Yun frowned dissatisfied, "Brother!"

Wen Xingsu smiled and said, "No more. Then you have to let me drink a few more drinks later."
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Having wine in your belly always makes you feel melancholy.

Feng Yun and Wen Xingsu talked a lot.

From the situation in front of me, I recall the rough fights in my childhood.

Perhaps after experiencing too much, people will always miss their childhood.

Feng Yun drank several glasses of wine, and his eye circles were a little red.

"It would be great if my mother was still here."

Wen Xingsu looked at her with deep eyes.

"Brother will protect you from now on."

Feng Yun pursed his lips, looked back at Wen Xingsu, and smiled lightly.

"I only hope that my eldest brother can be happy and that my sister-in-law and I will be safe and sound until we grow old."

Wen Xingsu frowned and said nothing.

He didn't know the meaning of Feng Yun's words.

I don’t even know how much Feng Yun hopes that he will live to the end of his life, instead of following the same path of his life and dying in a foreign country...

After three rounds of drinking.

The sorrow of separation gradually faded away.

Feng Yun's recent depression caused by Yuan Shangyi was also washed away by the wine.

When Wen Xingsui saw her relax, his eyes lit up with a smile.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard the beautiful music from my waist. I wonder if I’m going to be blessed today?”

Feng Yun snorted, "Who doesn't know that my eldest brother's piano skills are outstanding? Don't laugh at me. How can my three-legged cat skills compare to my brother's?"

Wen Xingsu laughed so hard that his eyes rolled up.

"What is my piano skill called? Compared with Xiao San..."

He suddenly stopped talking, paused, and looked at Feng Yun, "Bring the piano."

The young master of Southern Qi is unique to Xiao San.

There are not many people in this world who are more talented than Xiao San.

Feng Yun curled his lips, as if he hadn't heard him say "Xiao San", and seemed to have forgotten that there was such a person in the world, and there was still a faint expression on his face.

"Bring me the harp, my eldest brother wants to play a song on the harp to celebrate the new happiness."

The servants were all smiling, and all of them were friendly.

When the strings vibrated and the melodious music danced on Wen Xingsu's fingertips, Feng Yun couldn't hold himself back, so he picked up a bamboo flute due to his drunkenness.

"What a beautiful song, Guanshan Qiuyue, I'll come and play with you."

She hasn't touched an instrument for a long time, but she doesn't look unfamiliar. With a smile on her face, she plays the flute, which is in harmony with the melodious sound of the piano. Sometimes she whistles as lowly as the mountains and flowing water, sometimes as loudly as the excitement of a battlefield. Each note is heard in her ears, accompanying each other and showing her full expression. Aristocratic family romance...

The servants were all fascinated by this.

No one noticed that Pei Ran walked through the winding path and stood outside the window, listening to the soft and melodious piano and flute ensemble, standing with his hands behind his hands.
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Early the next morning, Wen Xingsu said goodbye to the Pei family and set off from Xijing with his servants, preparing to return to the Andu camp.

Feng Yun forced himself to get up and escort him to the city gate.

Unexpectedly, Puyang Yi had been waiting in the cold wind for a long time.

"General Wen, take care."

After uttering a few words in a low voice, her eyes were already red, as if she was about to shed tears in the next moment, with a look of reluctance.

Feng Yun grabbed her shoulders, patted her gently, and said with a smile: "Why are you sad? It's not like the county prince won't go to Andu. By May, you will be a newlywed..."

Pu Yangyi scolded her in embarrassment and lowered her head.

It was not a separation of life and death, she had gone too far, but she had finally established a relationship with Wen Xingsu. She just wished she could see her husband every day, so how could she be willing to be separated like this...

Wen Xingsu saluted her and said in a warm voice:
"The county gentleman returns to Andu, I will pick you up."

He used the word "hui", which made Puyang Yi feel warm in her heart, thinking of the farm in Huaxi and Puyang Zong who guarded the village.

"If it weren't for the things in the capital, we should be ready to set off, but now..."

In this situation, the eldest princess cannot leave.

The same goes for Feng Yun and Pei Ran.

Wen Xingsu couldn't say more, so he looked sideways at Feng Yun.

"Ayun, I'm leaving."

Feng Yun said: "It's a long way to Andu. Brother, you have to take care of yourself, otherwise someone will feel sorry for you."

Puyangyi glared at her angrily.

The corners of Wen Xingsu's lips curled up slightly, his Adam's apple moved, but without saying anything, he slowly saluted them with cupped fists.

"Goodbye Andu."

Feng Yun also returned the courtesy, "Goodbye."

Wen Xingsu nodded, got on his horse, and turned around.

"General Wen——" Pu Yangyi still couldn't hold back and shouted to him.

Wen Xingsu paused for a moment, turned around, and stood on his horse facing the wind, his clothes fluttering.

Pu Yangyi looked at him, then looked at the vastness of heaven and earth, and suddenly felt sadness coming over him.

"You have to be nice."

She pursed her lips and wanted to cry.

"treasure!"

Wen Xingsu smiled slightly, held the reins and clasped his fists.

"treasure."

The morning light was dim, and the glow seemed to have broken through a hole in the sky, shining on the towering city wall. Wen Xingsu was accompanied by more than a dozen servants and several carts of luggage. They did not walk very fast and slowly disappeared from sight...