Nagato has such a slim waist

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Feng Yun had a smile on his lips, and a hint of depression spread from his eyes, forming a confrontation with Mrs. Chen who was glaring at him.

"No matter what kind of princess you are, as long as your last name is Feng and you are the daughter of Feng Jingting, today you have to call me mother, Feng Twelve Niang, kneel down and admit your mistake!"

Mrs. Chen was so angry that she had forgotten what Feng Jingting had told her last night.

In order to restore her dignity, she even ignored the occasion and didn't care that it was her son's wedding.

"Okay." Feng Yun's expression did not change at all. He slowly raised one hand and took off the jade bracelet on his wrist.

Raise it high in front of everyone.

"Then I will break off the relationship in public today."

There was a snap.

The jade bracelet fell from a height and broke into two pieces.

"Feng and I have such a bracelet..."

"Twelve Niang! No!" Feng Jingting hurried over and saw this scene.

His throat was tight with breath, and he interrupted Feng Yun loudly, ran up to her in two steps, bent down to pick up the jade bracelet, held it tightly in his palm, and stared at Feng Yun with red eyes.

"How can we act recklessly when our ancestors are above us?"

Feng Yun smiled but said nothing.

"The grace of giving birth to me can never be severed in this life." Feng Jingting said faintly, looking at Feng Yun with a reproachful look, then slowly sideways, glaring fiercely at Madam Chen.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Mrs. Chen was so angry that her chest heaved and her breathing became uneven.

"Can't you see? She was the one who bullied me. She is your good daughter, but she embarrassed me in public and made me, as her mother, lose face..."

"Shut up!" Feng Jingting was extremely angry, but he cared most about his reputation. In front of so many people, he couldn't say some harsh words.

"Ms. Chen, think about what day it is today."

Before he finished speaking, he bowed to the guests around him and apologized repeatedly.

"My son is getting married, and I am grateful to all of you for coming to congratulate him. I, your wife, have made a fool of myself. I am sorry, sorry!"

"Feng Jingting!" Mrs. Chen's eyes were filled with tears. Seeing that he not only did not speak up for her but also put all the blame on her, she became so angry that her face turned pale.

"Where has your heart gone?"

Feng Jingting turned around, glanced at her coldly, and gave her a forced smile.

"Let's go and talk about it when we get back."

Mrs. Chen was about to say something, but when she met his eyes, she swallowed the rest of her words.

Having been together for so many years, as an old married couple, she knew Feng Jingting well...

He is timid and weak in character. He retreats when faced with difficulties and always tries to keep the peace.

But that look just now was cold and cruel.

She was a little scared...

Feng Jingting strode in front, Chen glared at Feng Yun fiercely, and followed him away.

Feng Yun smiled slightly.

He took the handkerchief, gently wiped his lips, sat back, and greeted the female guests without changing his expression, as if nothing had happened.

Pei Yuan nodded secretly in her heart.

This sister-in-law can really handle the situation.

She understood why Pei Jue married Feng Yun. Subconsciously, she also hoped that her daughter-in-law would be such a woman...

Thinking back on it, she actually felt a little regretful.

If she had agreed to Xiao Qi's request...

No, no, no, what are you thinking about.

Pei Yuan quickly stopped talking and gave Feng Yun a knowing smile.

"You are such a difficult stepmother."

Feng Yun smiled softly, "Yes. It's a pity to waste such a good bracelet."

The two men were talking and laughing, and didn't notice at all that at the other end of the courtyard, Pei Cong was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, and Ao Qi was standing behind him.

"Why would my uncle rather inform Feng Jingting than stand up for my aunt?"

Ao Qi said this angrily, and he hated that Madam Chen bullied Feng Yun in public like that.

If it weren't for his status, he would have rushed out just now.

Pei Jue had a cold expression on his face, looking at Feng Yun who was chatting and laughing on the other end without any expression.

"I went, and I was also a junior."

There are many guests today, and most of them are relatives of wealthy families. Most of these people have some outdated ideas.

Among the five human relationships and the eight virtues, filial piety comes first.

Speaking ill of your parents is a serious sin.

Even if your parents are angry and rebuke you, you must not disobey them.

Even if the elders are wrong, the younger generation cannot resist...

In front of everyone, even if he could ignore other people's opinions and take down Chen in public, he couldn't ignore Wen Xingsu...

That was Wen Xingsui’s biological mother.

Today is his wedding.

What could be better than letting Feng Jingting handle it?
He just asked someone to tell Feng Jingting to "take care of yourself", and Feng Jingting knew what to do.

Ao Qi rubbed his ears.

"That's what my uncle said..."

He glanced at Pei Jue's profile quietly and said in a low voice: "I often offended my uncle in the past, which is unfilial."

Pei Jue turned around and spoke in a very light tone.

"no more chance."

Ao Qi: "...Yes."
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By noon, the news that the King of Qi had suddenly fallen ill had spread among the guests.

Xiao Cheng came all the way from Taicheng to attend the banquet, which was a great honor for Wen Xingsu, but now he is ill and can't even attend the wedding banquet, which is also a pity.

There are all kinds of comments about Qi Jun's illness.

Feng Yun listened, smiled, and said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ying came up to me.

In stark contrast to her mother, Mrs. Chen's domineering appearance, Feng Ying's personality is very similar to Feng Jingting's. She is soft and gentle, speaks in a gentle voice, and holds the hand of Feng Zhen, the youngest daughter of the Feng family.

When she saw Feng Yun, Feng Zhen obediently called her "elder sister".

Feng Ying also bowed and greeted.

In such an occasion, even if Feng Yun didn't like it, it would be bad to embarrass her in public.

"Princess Feng wants to see me for something?"

The word "Princess Feng" made Feng Ying extremely embarrassed.

A few years ago, people all over the world were saying that she would become the Queen of Qi and rule the country.

But until now, she was just a concubine who did not serve in the emperor's bedchamber, not Xiao Cheng's queen.

Feng Ying pursed her lips and pulled her veil down low.

"I'm here to apologize to my sister on behalf of my mother... Mother... was bullied by the servants and heard some unbearable gossip. She was furious and shouldn't have been angry at my sister..."

Feng Yun couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Feng Ying has this ability, using the softest and gentlest tone to push all the responsibility onto others.

Although she said it was an apology, wasn't it also accusing her of not disciplining her servants well, allowing them to lose their discipline and commit crimes against their superiors?
All the servants in the Wen residence were arranged by Feng Yun.

"No need to apologize." Feng Yun held a cup of tea in his hand, looked at her with a smile, and said slowly: "Today's incident was also my fault."

Feng Ying was stunned.

When did Feng Yun change her personality?

Then she continued, "Mrs. Chen is my eldest brother's biological mother. She wants to fulfill her motherly duties. How can I deprive her of that?"

Feng Ying's face darkened slightly.

Every word sounded beautiful, but the more she listened, the more nervous she became.

Sure enough, Feng Yun finished praising Mrs. Chen's motives and then said:

"I will have someone calculate the expenses for this wedding, and I will definitely not let Madam's motherly wishes go to waste."

Feng Ying's face changed.

You actually want them to pay again?
"Why?" Feng Yun's voice was clear and slightly high. "When money is mentioned, Mrs. Chen doesn't want to be a mother anymore?"

The guests around looked over.

Feng Ying forced a smile, "Sister is right, I should take responsibility."

Feng Yun curled the corners of his mouth slightly and sat calmly, "Have some tea."

Not to mention drinking tea, even if the delicacies from land and sea were placed in front of her, Feng Ying couldn't eat anything.

"Sister, I have another request."

Feng Yun glanced at her calmly, "If it's an unreasonable request, then don't ask..."

Feng Ying choked.

The face under the veil slowly turned red.

He looked as if he had been wronged and choked with sobs.

"Sister, please go and see His Majesty. He fell ill yesterday after returning from your farm..."

Feng Yun: "I'm not a doctor."

Feng Ying bit her lip and said, "I heard that there is a doctor named Yao in your village who is very skilled in medicine. Can we... invite him to come out of retirement?"

Feng Yun didn't even look at her. Amid countless scrutinizing gazes, he spoke lightly.

"First, Doctor Yao is not from my village. Second, he is not old. If Concubine Feng wants to see a doctor, she can go to the medical hall next door."

Feng Ying hesitated for a moment and bowed deeply to her.

"Thank you for your advice, sister."

She came leisurely and left dejectedly.

He left the female guests present with something to talk about, letting everyone know that Xiao Cheng got sick after coming to Changmen, and then found a legitimate reason to ask Doctor Yao for help...

I have to say that she is more thoughtful than her mother.

Huaxi was immersed in the excitement of the wedding all day long, with the sound of stringed instruments and drums ringing in the ears.

At dusk, ceremonial music was played.

"The bride has arrived!"

The wedding procession, with music and drums, picked up Puyang Yi from Taiping Garden in Andu City. Behind them followed an endless stream of dowries, more than a hundred in number, like a giant jubilant dragon, stretching from the east end of the village to Wen's house, attracting countless onlookers.

Feng Yun stood in the crowd at the gate of the mansion, watching his elder brother riding a tall horse, smiling and in high spirits, as he brought the sedan chair to a stop in front of the gate.

The laughter mixed together, creating a festive atmosphere.

Puyang Yi covered her face with a mandarin duck fan and got out of the sedan shyly.

At this moment, Feng Yun's heart suddenly felt fulfilled.

My eldest brother is married.

Having broken the fate of the previous life, there will be a long and long happiness and well-being in the future...

"Madam." A low voice came into my ears from behind.

Feng Yun felt someone pulling her sleeve.

She turned around and saw Xiaoman’s pale face.

Feng Yun was startled, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoman glanced ahead.

The bride was being welcomed into the gate, children were running around and playing among the crowd, and cheers could be heard from inside and outside the Wen house from time to time.

She bit her lower lip, as if she was afraid of bumping into something, and pulled Feng Yun to the side farther away. Then she held back her tears and said in a trembling voice:

"Awan is dead...Awan is gone..." (End of this chapter)