Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment.

She turned around and walked towards him, her brows calm and her steps light. In the dim night, her whole body was as gentle as a pool of autumn water.

Their eyes met.

Feng Yun saluted with a forced smile.

"What advice do you have, Lord Qi?"

Xiao Cheng's eyes lit up, and his chest, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be opened by a feather and then hammered with a loud drum.

He glanced at the peace and good fortune that followed him.

Several servants retreated silently.

Feng Yun raised her eyebrows and looked at him, not moving at all.

She did not send her servants away.

It's not necessary either.

Anyway, someone will put his face up to get beaten, wouldn't it be better if there were more people watching?
Xiao Cheng glanced at the person behind her, his mouth frozen for a moment, and asked softly:
"You were also invited by the prince to come to the banquet?"

Feng Yun looked at him, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Uninvited."

Xiao Cheng: "Why do you want to leave?"

He has a handsome face and affectionate eyes.

Compared to before, he clearly knows how to attract women better...

Without that cold and distant look that kept people at a distance, just based on this handsome face and graceful demeanor, Xiao Cheng could be called the number one young master in Southern Qi, the most handsome Xiao Lang.

Feng Yun smiled as he thought about it.

"I dare not sit at the same table with the Lord of Qi, for fear of being in the melon field. Are you satisfied with this answer, Lord of Qi?"

Xiao Cheng's eyes dimmed and his voice became a little lighter.

"I am discussing serious matters with the prince, and the Tubao master and his wife are with us, what are you afraid of?"

He frowned, his eyes deep.

"Are you afraid that Pei Jue will misunderstand you? Are you worried that your husband and wife will turn against each other?"

Feng Yun chuckled, her expression a little more relaxed than before.

She called him by his first name.

"Xiao San, I thought you were just frivolous and heartless, but I didn't expect you to be mentally retarded. Who gave you the confidence to think that our relationship would turn against each other because of you? And who gave you the courage to speak so shamelessly in front of other people's wives? Humph! You are just a piece of rotten cotton on the plate, with no self-awareness. I am just... afraid of spoiling my appetite."

Xiao Cheng's expression changed.

After a moment, he spoke in a deep voice.

"I know you've been wronged."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Xiao Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "The letters in the Xijing Palace accusing you of treason..."

His throat felt sore and his voice was hoarse.

"Why didn't you ask someone to pass it to me earlier?"

Feng Yun heard a buzzing sound in her ears.

The Emperor of Qi, who was far away in Taicheng, knew exactly what happened in the court of Xijing.

Feng Yun's cheeks felt slightly hot when she thought of the love expressed in those letters.

"How do you know?"

Xiao Cheng did not answer directly, but took a step closer and looked him straight in the eyes.

Before Feng Yun went to Xijing, Ren Rude wrote in every letter that Feng Yun and Pei Jue had frequent misunderstandings and that Feng Yun still missed him. Xiao Cheng didn't believe it at first...

Until he got the message.

Empress Dowager Duan of Xijing received a large number of letters written to her by Feng Yun.

Handwritten letter.

The contents of the letter were copied word for word to Taicheng...

Xiao Cheng was heartbroken when he read it.

What kind of deep emotion would make a girl in seclusion write so many bone-wrenching and heart-burning words...

I miss you all night long and never forget you.

In this life, I only hope for Xiao Lang.

She even planned to go into the tiger's den and fight for the Qi army to show her loyalty.

He asked, "Is everything written in the letter from your heart?"

Feng Yun sneered, "You even know the contents of the letter?"

Xiao Cheng fixed his gaze on her, staring at her in the night sky, in the mottled light and shadows. It was as if he wanted to make up for all the years of longing for her, and he was unwilling to miss even a little bit...

"Ayun, you are sincere, but I realized it too late and missed a lot..."

His throat was choked and his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

"It's my fault... I came too late."

Reborn too late.

I missed the fall of Andu City, and also missed Feng Yun being sent to the enemy camp. I didn't contact her in time to relieve her despair and anxiety...

He was so passive that he watched her go further and further away step by step, even walking a completely different path from her previous life, until he could no longer make up for the regrets of that past life.

"You blame me, I understand. Can you give me a chance to listen to my explanation so that we can both let go..."

The night was bleak, and Xiao Cheng's eyes were silent, as if they were glued to her. He couldn't help but reach out to pull her.

Feng Yun stepped back.

A big hand came over from the side and held Xiao Cheng's hand.

"Qi Jun, do you mind if one more person listens?"

The anger that Feng Yun had suppressed in his chest rose up and then sank again.

She had no idea when Pei Jue came...

Glancing sideways, the servants lowered their heads, looking at their toes, not daring to breathe.

She chuckled and said nothing, watching Pei Cong and Xiao Cheng's clasped hands like an outsider.

Under the night.

Both of them had calm expressions.

But as soon as the two of them looked into each other's eyes, sparks flew.

I don't know how much strength Pei Cong used, but the two hands did not separate for a long time, and Xiao Cheng's expression, from being calm at the beginning, gradually became a little uneasy.

"The wine in the prince's manor is good, why don't you go and have a drink?"

Pei Jue still didn't let go.

"Why bother the prince? Lord Qi and I are brothers-in-law. If you want to drink, you should go to Changmen."

He acted like a master.

Polite, cold, with a faint chill in his eyes.

Xiao Cheng's wrist trembled slowly...

His face was calm, but there was a storm in his eyes.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was young and has never slacked off. If an ordinary person were to fall into his hands, his bones would probably be broken.

But Pei Jue was too strong.

He thought he had done his best, but there was still more...

On and on...

Xiao Cheng endured the pain, not wanting to be inferior to Feng Yun, so he asked calmly with a pale face, "Is it appropriate?"

Pei Jue turned around and looked at Feng Yun.

"Does it fit?"

Pei Jue's heart was like an abyss.

Can't see through.

Feng Yun also found it difficult to understand men's desire to win, so she smiled faintly.

"What's inappropriate about my husband inviting me?"

Pei Jue slowly loosened his hand.

"Mr. Qi, please?"

Xiao Cheng took a step back before he could stand firm.

Men know men best, so Pei Jue certainly wouldn't sincerely invite him to drink at the manor. He just wanted to assert his sovereignty and let him see for himself who is Feng Yun's man, the male master of Changmen...

Even when he sat in the guest hall of Changmen Manor, he still felt that he shouldn't be led by Pei Jue at this time.

What can Ayun do under his nose?
She looks like a good wife.

And he, watching helplessly, was just being tortured to death again.

He knows all this.

But it still came...

I couldn't control my feet and thought of Feng Yun's territory - the legendary Changmen, which was praised by Ren Rude as the best place in the world. I wanted to go there for a walk and have a look.
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The living room is simply furnished without any luxurious decorations. It is clean and elegant, and has its own elegance. It has neither the style of Jin nor the style of Qi, which is very different.

The wine was soon served, and three or five side dishes were placed on the table, and the three of them sat down at their seats.

Pei Cong sat next to Feng Yun.

Xiao Cheng took a look at him, lowered his head and drank to hide his loneliness.

"Greedy cat." Pei Jue's voice was gentle. Xiao Cheng looked up subconsciously and saw Pei Jue taking the wine glass from Feng Yun's hand.

Then he gestured to Xiaoman and poured her a cup of rice milk.

"You drank, and it's my turn to suffer at night."

He handed the rice milk to Feng Yun.

“Drink this.”

Feng Yun pursed her lips and looked up at him.

"Thank you, husband."

Loving enough.

Ambiguous enough.

What kind of suffering will I have to endure at night? This sentence is enough to make Xiao Cheng imagine...

Feng Yun drank the syrup silently, thinking that Pei Gou had returned at the right time. He helped her to piss off Xiao Cheng, which was of course a pleasure, but when she thought of him coming so late and being so overbearing...

Feng Yun lowered his hand and secretly pinched his thigh.

The small movements under the table would not alarm others, let alone be seen by Xiao Cheng...

Who would have expected...

Pei Jue let out a hiss, covered his legs and stared at Feng Yun.

"Yun Niang, there are guests in the hall..."

Feng Yun: "..."

She was not afraid of Xiao Cheng seeing it, nor was she that shy.

It was just pinching a man's thigh, and letting him expose it on the spot. There was something very awkward about it...

After all, she is a noble lady from aristocratic family.

Used to being dignified.

Pei Jue's eyes dimmed, and he turned his head to breathe into her ear, "Don't you want to take revenge on him? I'll sacrifice myself."

Feng Yun felt a tightness in his chest.

That’s right…

But since Pei Gou was in charge, he just felt something was wrong.

She smiled, glanced at him and said, "It's all up to the king."

Pei Jue raised his head, his jaw clenched, and bowed to Xiao Cheng, sitting upright.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Lord Qi. I wasted a few days in Yecheng and came back late, which made my wife unhappy..."

Xiao Cheng smiled.

All the information from the spies said that Pei Cong was not good at speaking, was serious, and would not please the lady...

This mouth is clearly eloquent and can hit people where it hurts...

Xiao Cheng raised his sleeves, "Prince Yonghuai quickly recovered Yecheng, unified the Jin Dynasty, and won the hearts of the people. Everyone in the world admires you. I respect you."

Pei Jue held up the cup and gently clinked it with his.

"Mr. Qi is polite."

The two of them each had their own thoughts and drank three cups.

Feng Yun looked at the two men silently, her mind felt dazed for a moment, and she had a sense of unreality.

Pei Jue and Xiao Cheng drank together?
The world has really changed.

Xiao Cheng suddenly looked up and looked at her.

"There are many workshops in Changmen, each with its own unique features. The furnishings in the manor are also very unique. Where did you learn these?"

He could see the changes in Feng Yun.

And Nagato...

There was no Nagato in the previous life.

Even Pei Jue was very different.

Xiao Cheng's eyes were shining, as if he could see through her.

Feng Yun chuckled and was about to speak when Pei Cong held her hand.

He stuffed a piece of finely chopped scallion pancake into her hand like he was coaxing a child, and said casually:

"She learned all this from books."

He glanced at Xiao Cheng again.

"My mother-in-law married into the Feng family with five thousand scrolls. Didn't you know about this?"

Xiao Cheng's eyebrows jumped.

Of course he knew.

It's just that the changes in many things caught him off guard.

He looked at the scallion pancake in Feng Yun's hand and said subconsciously:

"She doesn't like salty food..."

When it comes to cakes, Feng Yun prefers sweet ones to salty ones, and she dislikes fried scallion pancakes even more.

In the past, when she was in the Qi Palace, Feng Yun would never accept anything that was brought to her.

Can……

At this time, he had never interacted with Feng Yun and it was impossible for him to know her living habits.

Xiao Cheng quickly tried to save the situation, saying as if nothing had happened:
"Listen to what Daman said."

Feng Yun took a bite of the pancake and curled her lips slightly, "What does she know? The scallion pancake is crispy and delicious, I like it very much..." (End of this chapter)