Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 527 The King’s Concern

Chapter 527 The King’s Concern
Puyang Zong left after three days.

At that time, Awan had just been buried.

He was buried in the Huaxi cemetery.

That was a piece of Feng Shui treasure land that Feng Yun specially asked someone to pick out after Huaxi was changed into a township.

She planned to bury all the people from Nagato who died here in the future.

But no one expected that the young Awan would be the first to move in.

Puyang Zong did not go to the burial day.

He hadn't gone out for three days and refused to speak. Ruan went to Taiping Garden crying. Then the Grand Princess came to Huaxi in person and scolded him severely. Only then did she start to prepare to return to Beijing.

With no luggage, the carriage drove out of Yi Garden alone and stopped outside Awan's restaurant at Huaxi Wharf.

The restaurant closed on the day Awan died.

At this time, two door panels were removed, but they were half-closed.

Puyang Zong got off the carriage.

The owner of the pastry shop next door recognized him and greeted him with a smile.

"Sir, are you going back to Beijing?"

Puyang Zong bowed to her politely.

"I heard that you are going back to be a high-ranking official. Will you come to Huaxi again in the future?"

Puyang forced a smile.

"Come."

The proprietress saw him walking into the store, was stunned for a moment, and said: "Mrs. Wan is in trouble, sir, don't you know? This restaurant is going to be sold, it's not open today, there's no food..."

He often comes to eat.

Everyone in the neighborhood knows it.

A romantic prince falls in love with a pretty lady from a restaurant. This kind of bizarre story is something many people would like to see...

Someone joked with Awan, saying that Mr. Puyang came to eat every day, and maybe he liked her and wanted to take her back to be his concubine.

The concubine sounds nice, but she is just a concubine.

There are some things that everyone knows, but they still can't help but make fun of them.

Puyang Zong listened at that time, and his mind was active...

It wasn't until I heard Awan cursing angrily that I stopped thinking about it.

He and Ruan were in a marriage of convenience, and their personalities did not quite match, and the relationship between the couple was very weak.

Especially after he was punished by the Grand Princess to be sent to Huaxi, Ruan would rather live alone in Andu City than come to the village to share the hardship with him.

She is the daughter of Shang Shu Pushe, and has been spoiled since childhood. She and A Wan are two completely different people...

Awan is someone who can make his heart beat faster and his blood burn. She is unique among all the women he has met before.

But he knew he would not divorce Ruan.

Their fates are tied together, regardless of affection, only because of the interests of the two families...

So, he came to Awan's restaurant to eat every day, but he never said a single rude word...

The day Awan died was the only time he mustered up the courage to step forward and express his longing for her, to give her and himself a chance.

At least let her know that he was sincere.

pity……

missed.

This was the pain of fate that made Puyang regret it so much that he locked himself in the house for three days, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Just a few steps.

If he had gone, Awan might not have died.

This realization tortured him terribly.

No matter who you fight with, it's not as painful as fighting yourself...

now.

Puyang Zong stood at the door of the restaurant, without any ornaments on his body, wearing a plain white cloak, and walked slowly towards the restaurant with a pale face, looking as if he had lost his soul.

He could no longer remember how miserable he was when he first came to Huaxi, but he still remembered Awan's every word and smile.

It was as if the lovely and amiable proprietress was still there, smiling at him with a smile on her lips.

"What would you like to eat today, sir?"

Mr.

Mr. Puyang.

The only position available to one going to Xijing is Prince of Danyang, or some other official title.

But no one would ever call him "Sir" again.

"Prince?"

"Mr. Puyang?"

There are many voices around, calling.

Whether it was light or heavy, it took Puyang a while to come back to his senses.

Feng Yun stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at him in silence.

The people who called him were Xiaoman and Alou who were beside her.

Puyang Zong then realized that tears had already welled up in his eyes.

He quickly raised his sleeve to wipe it off, lowered his eyes and bowed.

"princess."

Feng Yun watched him go from being out of control to being stable, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

For Awan.

She asked, "Would the prince like to come in and sit for a while?"

Puyang Zong nodded and stepped over the familiar threshold.

The store is small and empty at the moment.

But the air still seemed to have a familiar smell, and the tables and chairs were arranged just as they were when Awan was alive.

His tightly pursed lips were pale.

Feng Yun said, "We still haven't found the murderer. Does the prince have any suspicions about anyone?"

Puyang raised his head and looked at her.

"Mrs. Wan is a straightforward person who treats people warmly. She has never made any enemies in Huaxi. I can't figure out who would want to kill her..."

Feng Yun suddenly asked: "Does your family know about your feelings for Awan?"

A thin layer of window paper was just pierced through.

Puyang Zong lowered his head even lower.

He did not deny his feelings for Awan, but slowly, shook his head.

"I have never told anyone. Even Lady Wan doesn't know..."

Feng Yun: "Awan knows."

Puyang Zong looked at her with warm eyes.

Feng Yun said: "Love comes from the heart and enters through the eyes. If you can hide it from others, how can you hide it from the other party?"

Puyang Zong smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you very much."

Thank her for telling him that Awan's thoughts, whether true or false, were a kind of comfort after all.

The two talked for a while about Awan's life and death.

Apart from the Feng family, there was no other speculation.

Puyang Zong gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that we can't find any evidence, and we can't do anything to them."

Feng Yun pursed her lips and said, "There's always a price to pay."

Puyang Zong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Then I will leave with peace of mind."

After saying goodbye, he slowly walked inside.

When I reached the door, I couldn't help but look back.

"Before, I always thought that time was long, and I wanted to say something, but I couldn't for various reasons. I didn't expect that it would end up being a lifelong regret."

After he said that, he left.

After getting on the carriage, we turned to the official road to Andu...

Feng Yun stood outside the door in the cold wind and watched him leave, repeatedly chewing over his words before he left.
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Pei Cong had not been to Andu Camp for a long time. Today he had some free time, so he rode there with his guards early in the morning.

Wen Xingsu took a day off on his wedding day, and it was Qin Dajin who came to greet him.

Qin Dajin took him around the camp and reported on military affairs, and couldn't help but talk about Wen Xingsu's eye-catching wedding.

Pei Jue frowned slightly and suddenly asked:

"What do you think of General Wen's wedding?"

Tan Dajin was stunned.

What is this problem?
He looked at Pei Jue's expression and didn't want to ask this...

But it is true that Pei Jue is a man of few words, and he rarely beats around the bush.

Qin Dajin was somewhat unsure of the king's thoughts.
"I think it's great. Dignity, joy, and wealth are the four great joys in life. Most of the soldiers in the army envy it, and the common people also sigh with envy..."

The betrothal gifts and dowry were piled up like mountains and seas, with gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, dazzling people's eyes. The banquet was also full of delicacies, with everything prepared. The bride and groom were both talented and beautiful, with outstanding family backgrounds. Who wouldn't say good things when seeing them?

However, after Qin Dajin finished speaking with a smile, he saw that Pei Jue's expression had become noticeably more serious.

"Your Majesty..."

Qin Dajin was even more confused.

General Wen’s wedding should have nothing to do with the king.

What is he worried about?

Pei Jue looked over and asked, "So what do you think of my wedding?"

Qin Dajin let out a groan.

I want to say something good, I really can't pick one.

I can only say vaguely: "The time and place of the king's wedding are helpless. The siege of Bingzhou has not been resolved, and the powerful enemy is eyeing us covetously.
, under the urgent situation, it is difficult to prepare the betrothal gifts and various wedding banquet needs in a hurry, but I have done my best..."

Pei Jue: "She has no betrothal gift."

Qin Dajin was stunned for a moment, then remembered.

He almost had to use the twelve betrothal gifts he had managed to collect to exchange for winter clothes. Later, the princess personally exchanged the cloth and linen for winter clothes with Chun Yuyan, which solved the urgent need of the Northern Yong army...

Tan Dajin chuckled.

"Time has passed, and I almost forgot about it."

Pei Ran remained silent.

Qin Dajin looked at his expression. What was there that he didn't understand?
Is this because after watching Wen Xingsu's wedding, he realized that he had treated the princess unfairly and wanted to make it up to her?

Qin Dajin said with a smile: "Your Majesty, why bother? I can't guarantee other things, but when it comes to preparing gifts, I am an expert. As long as Your Majesty gives the order, I will definitely do it for Your Majesty in a grand manner..."

Pei Jue looked at him coldly: "Poor."

Tan Dajin: “…”

If others heard the powerful King Yonghuai say that he was poor, they would either not believe it or laugh their heads off.

Power means money, this is an eternal truth.

However, Qin Dajin had been with Pei Jue for such a long time and knew him too well...

He never makes money through illegal means.

Before the wedding, if it weren't for Qin Dajin's help, I'm afraid we would have been even poorer...

Later, when he got married, he simply handed over all his family property to Feng Yun. Even the chief secretary of the palace was his biological mother, so even if he had a lot of extra money, it would not escape Feng Yun's eyes.

Unless he asks Feng Yun for money first and then holds the ceremony.

But Pei Cong obviously didn't want to do that...

Qin Dajin thought for a while, "What should I do? Otherwise, I will lend it to you first? But I don't have that much money on hand."

Pei Cong glanced at him, waved his hand, and turned away.


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