Nagato has such a slim waist

When Feng Yun went in, Xiao Cheng was sitting at the wooden table in the living room, drinking.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, and two of the wine jugs were empty.

It seemed as if the wine indulged his thoughts. Xiao Cheng tonight was very different from the cold, distant and unapproachable Qi Jun in Feng Yun's memory.

She walked a little slowly.

Xiao Cheng looked at her.

She also looked at Xiao Cheng.

There is no obstruction in between, and the eyes are naked.

The past life and the present life are all in the mind and in the eyes, but it is impossible to peek into what is in the other person's eyes...

Xiao Cheng stared at her fair face, which was as beautiful as peach blossoms in spring, and her clear, dark eyes were as deep as the starry sky in autumn night...

Still so beautiful.

No, it’s more beautiful than before.

It's so beautiful.

"Ayun." He spoke slowly.

It feels like there is a fire in my body.

No one knew how long he had been thinking about her.

How much he longed to open his eyes and see her walking towards him lightly like she was doing now, calling out softly, "Xiao Lang."

Xiao Cheng looked slightly tipsy and his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Feng Yun looked at him coldly.

"Qi Jun, you didn't ask me to come here just to watch you drink and have fun, did you?"

Xiao Cheng: "Where is the joy? Without you, I have no joy at all."

Feng Yun chuckled.

"This is not what Qi Jun should say."

Xiao Cheng took another empty wine glass on the table and slowly filled it up.

"Today Pei Jue sent a letter asking me to leave."

Feng Yun heard about this.

She remained silent, with a hint of sneer in her eyes.

Xiao Cheng said, "I will leave Andu tomorrow. For the sake of our old friendship, please come and sit down and talk to me."

Feng Yun stood there without moving.

His eyes moved from the wine to Xiao Cheng's face.

"I don't think Mr. Qi is sincere in talking when he's half drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Xiao Cheng looked at her, "I only drank to give myself courage."

Feng Yun didn't believe these nonsense.

She knew very well who Xiao Cheng was.

The fact that he acted like this at this moment, and even became cautious in front of her, was not because he had changed, but because she, Feng Yun, had changed...

She is no longer the helpless Feng Shierniang in her previous life.

Feng Shierniang has no relatives to rely on and can only rely on him, so he can control her at will and there is no need for her to cherish him.

He can come when he wants and go when he wants. He can coax you with sweet words when he is happy and discard you like a piece of trash when he is unhappy. No one can do anything about it...

He can do whatever he wants.

She can't.

But now her identity is different, and he has no control over her at all.

Feng Yun also lived two lifetimes before he understood that whoever is stronger is right, and the so-called love also requires equal power...

Otherwise, if you are an inferior to a superior, or a weak person to a strong person, you should not desire emotions that you should not have, but should work hard to become stronger.

She smiled and sat down.

Opposite Xiao Cheng, looking at him lazily.

"Qi Jun, go ahead and talk. I'm listening."

Strong and cold, just like how Xiao Cheng treated her in her previous life.

Xiao Chengjun's eyes dimmed.

"Ayun, the person in front of you is not Qi Jun, but Xiao San."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

If it weren't for Qi Jun's identity, if he was just Xiao San, he would only deserve to be slapped in the face, how could he get her kind words?

She curved her lips and smiled, "May I ask what you want to say, Mr. Xiao San?"

Xiao Cheng: "I want an answer."

Feng Yun looked at his red eyes with a blank expression, "What's the answer?"

"You. Why did you change your mind?"

Xiao Cheng slowly leaned over and handed the poured glass of wine to her.

The calm face could not stop the wine waves from flowing...

His hands were shaking slightly.

"Have you forgotten what you said back then?"

"The albizzia tree you planted blossomed last year. Don't you want to go back and take a look?"

Feng Yun regretted coming in.

She could not forgive Xiao Cheng, but it was easy for him to recall the dead Feng Shier Niang...

Before leaving Taicheng, she secretly planted a tree outside the wall of Jingling Palace and knelt in front of the tree to make a wish to the tree god.

"Xiao San must come and marry me."

"Xiao San, come and take me home quickly."

"Xiao San is safe and healthy, come and marry me home."

The face of Feng Shi'er Niang in my memory is a little blurry.

Feng Yun thought of her and smiled.

"No." She smiled, "I have never changed. I have always been the same."

Xiao Cheng shook his head, "You were different when you were in Taicheng."

Feng Yun: "You also said that it was Taicheng."

She looked into Xiao Cheng's eyes coldly, without any mercy, and used the coldest words, stabbing into his wound like a knife.

"What kind of person is the Twelve Lady of Taicheng? Weak, helpless, and without anyone to rely on. My stepmother beat me, my stepsister bullied me, and even the beggars on the street humiliated me... Xiao San, you were my lifeline at that time. I could only rely on you, look forward to you, and wait for you to marry me, so that I could change my fate..."

Xiao Cheng closed his eyes slightly.

The light in his eyes was frighteningly dim.

Feng Yun: "I have changed my fate now. Tell me, what else do I need from you?"

Looking at the storm surging in Xiao Cheng's eyes, she smiled faintly and spoke in a lukewarm manner.

"Although I have never fallen in love with you, I have given you a chance. Xiao San, it is you who did not cherish...Feng Shier Niang back then."

Every word is as sharp as a needle.

Every needle draws blood.

The blood seals the throat.

When she was a young girl, Feng Shierniang was obsessed with him. This was Xiao Cheng's only comfort...

But Feng Yun was unwilling to give him this, the only thing he had.

She overturned everything that had happened before.

The girl in Crescent Alley waits for her lover with a shy and flustered smile and a happy pace like a fluttering deer...

Those past events that belonged to them, in which Pei Cong had no involvement.

She denied everything, picked up the glass of wine again, tilted it slightly, and poured it neatly onto the wooden table.

"What's been done cannot be undone. The same is true for you and me."

"Ayun..." Xiao Cheng reached out and held her hand, taking her hand along with the wine glass into his palm and holding it tightly.

"If the wine is spilled, you can refill it."

He forcibly grabbed Feng Yun's wrist, straightened the wine glass, and picked up the pot to pour it again.

"Look, it's still the same wine, just as fragrant and intoxicating."

Feng Yun: "It's not the one just now. If it's spilled, it's spilled. Why deceive yourself?"

Xiao Cheng's eyes were red, as if dripping blood.

He slowly loosened his hand, walked around the wooden table, squatted in front of Feng Yun, half-knelt on one knee, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Ayun. It's not that Xiao San didn't want to cherish you, nor is it that he is heartless and forgot his engagement with you. It's just that Xiao San was immature and in a difficult situation back then, and he had to wait for the right time before he could marry you..."

He had never said such things to anyone.

No matter how difficult it is, I never give in.

The first time I humbled myself in front of a woman, tears started to flow.

"You lost your mother, and I lost both my parents."

"At that time, I was also walking on thin ice and in hell. How dare I drag you to die with me?"

In the vortex of power struggle, people's hearts are like ferocious beasts, they kill their brothers and fathers, and their relatives fight against each other. No one can stay out of it.

Feng Yun believed that the tears Xiao Cheng shed at this moment were real.

But it wasn't her he was crying for.

It's him.

He is a lonely young man in the Palace of Prince Jingling.

He was the King Jingling who ascended to the pinnacle of imperial power by stepping on piles of bones amidst the slaughter of his own flesh and blood.

He is suffering.

He will be tired.

But it wasn't her fault.

And her pain was all related to him.

In fact, this was not the first time Feng Yun saw Xiao Cheng cry.

There was once in my previous life...

The only time.

She had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to her youngest son Yuchu.

I barely escaped death, and I wasted half my life before I managed to escape from the clutches of Hades...

When the baby was born, Xiao Cheng held the baby in one hand and her in the other, crying with joy.

Men don't shed tears easily, let alone an emperor...

Feng Yun was moved by those two lines of tears.

Unfortunately, she gave in step by step, but he kept pressing on, not cherishing her more because she had cried and almost lost her...

He destroyed her feelings with his own hands.

And life.

"Ayun..." Xiao Cheng choked up, never so weak as today, "I'm here to pick you up. Come back with me to see the albizzia flowers, okay?"

Feng Yun listened and laughed.

"Just treat me as if I were dead. Don't make it hard on me or yourself."

Xiao Cheng held her hand tightly, "Are you afraid of Pei Cong?"

Feng Yun's eyes shone, and he curled his lips and smiled, "Yes, you are in Jindi, how can you take me away?"

Xiao Cheng said: "As long as you are willing. Ah Yun, just nod your head and I will take you away from Jin State immediately."

Feng Yun smiled coldly, pushed him away, withdrew her hand from his hot palm, and spoke in a cold tone.

"Do you really want to be with me? I've been married before, and you don't care?"

Xiao Cheng shook his head, his voice hoarse, "I don't care. As long as I can be with you, I can do anything..."

"Okay." Feng Yun stared at him indifferently.

"I'll give you one more chance."

Xiao Cheng's eyes lit up, and he heard her say, "Abdicate immediately, issue an edict to the four seas, and let everyone know that you are willing to be Feng Shier Niang's...concubine. From now on, you will be single-minded, not involved in government affairs, and do not want the power of the king."

Xiao Cheng's pupils were filled with shock.

I have never heard such immoral words.

"besides……"

Feng Yun smiled faintly and spoke every word seriously.

"Even if Pei Jue bullies you and beats you, I may scold you, but you will never regret it and serve me willingly without asking for a name..."

"Ayun..."

"I'm not such a mean and ungrateful person." Feng Yun stared at his face and curled her lips slightly.

"Mr. Xiao San is the most handsome man in Southern Qi and is well-known in the world. He is so handsome that a mortal like me would naturally be tempted by his beauty..."

"As long as I am alive, I will support you and provide you with food and clothing. You will have servants and can use them at will, but these servants will only be loyal to me and obey my orders."

"If I'm in the mood, I will have sex with you, but you can't resist. No matter how you feel, whether you're happy or not, if I want it, you have to give it to me. Otherwise, it will be considered as being unfaithful to your wife and master, and you will be punished..."

"Of course, I won't do it myself. I will just ignore you and let Pei Jue, or one of my lovers, manipulate you and humiliate you in secret. Because you are not from Jin, you should suffer some injustice here."

"For my sake, you have to endure everything. Otherwise, I will doubt your loyalty to me..."

"If one day you are unlucky and get killed by someone, that's your fate."

As she spoke, she began to laugh.

That smile was uglier than crying.

"In this case, are you still willing to be with me, Mr. Xiao San?"

Xiao Cheng's heart was pounding and he was extremely surprised.

How did she come up with such crazy and disorderly words?
How can I say it out loud...

"Are you scared?"

"Still reluctant?"

"It seems that your friendship is not worth much..."

Feng Yun sneered in his eyes and pressed forward step by step.

"You can't do it, Xiao San."

"You have been so eager for power all your life, and you hold even more power after ascending the throne, above everyone else. How could you be willing to give up your great kingdom for a woman?"

"Power is so fascinating, not just you, but me too. Having tasted the taste of power, you want me to be a woman in the back house, a bird in a cage, sacrificing myself for a man just for the invisible and intangible word of love... Hehe, are you stupid or am I stupid?"

Xiao Cheng was silent.

For a long time, I couldn't recover.

My throat was choked, my eyes were red, and my tears were not yet dry.

But he couldn't speak...

Not a single word could come out.

In fact, he had thought of many ways to get Feng Yun back. He had thought of and done what Pei Jue said, "even at the cost of fighting."

If you lose, just lose.

If he died on the battlefield, Twelve Niang would remember him all her life.

The dead are irreplaceable.

Just like her.

Death in his previous life became his lifelong pain. From then on, he would stay there forever, and no one could replace him - including the strange Feng Yun in front of him. (End of this chapter)