Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 543: No King
Xiaoman came from outside the house to get some tea and water.

Luo Yue stopped talking, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes to calm her mind.

In front of her former sisters, Luo Yue felt a little embarrassed.

When she left Huaxi in such a grand manner and married into the Wei Mansion, she believed that she would definitely be the one with the best fate among the twenty beauties in her life, and that others envied her...

Later, Wei Zheng began to love her and felt proud.

She never thought that only she and Shao Xueqing became concubines of others.

The other sisters either stayed single and lived a carefree life, or were married to someone else. Even if the man they married was not as powerful as Wei Zheng, he was still the real wife.

Even the youngest, Xiaoman, married Zuo Zhong.

Not to mention that Zuo Zhong himself was tall and straight, a heroic man, and in terms of his future, as the chief guard of Prince Yonghuai, he would not be worse than Wei Zheng in the future...

Xiaoman had no idea that she was ashamed of herself. She poured the water and said with a smile, "Sister Luo, please come often in the future. Madam is always thinking of you. It's not easy to come to Xijing, so we should get together more. Bring Dabao with you next time. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I thought that he could get to know Haoer and play with him more..."

Luo Yue looked at Xiaoman's smiling face and agreed with her, but her heart was in a mess.

Feng Yun glanced at Xiao Man and said, "Go pack up and take out the gift I prepared for Da Bao so Luo Yue can take it back later."

Xiaoman responded, "Yes, ma'am."

Luo Yue's eyes turned red, "I always let my sister spend money, what should I do..."

Feng Yun looked at her and said, "You've given me a lot of good things."

Luo Yue met her eyes, thought of the strange things she had done in the past, and chuckled, actually bursting into laughter.

At that time, my mind was still pure...

She hasn't smiled like this for a long time since she gave birth to her first child.

"My sister still remembers it all."

"Of course I remember." Feng Yun looked at her for a moment and said slowly, "If you start all over again, will you still choose Wei Zheng?"

Luo Yue hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"I don't know either. In fact, I have thought about it many times over the years, but the results are roughly the same... Luo Yue at that time, in that situation, if I had to do it again, I would make the same choice."

She smiled helplessly, "Sister, I am such a person. I love leisure and hate work. I just want to live a good life. I am unwilling to endure hardships and wait. I am too anxious..."

Feng Yun knew in his heart that Luo Yue’s current situation was actually related to her original decision.

Therefore, she couldn't help but feel more concerned.

"Is he treating you well? How is his new wife? You didn't mention anything in your letter. I didn't ask."

Luo Yue lowered her eyes, took a sip of tea, and a look of forgiveness appeared on her face.

"He is still nice to me. After all, you and Prince Yonghuai are here. Madam doesn't dare to make things too difficult for me, knowing that I will complain... But she is also on guard against me."

Feng Yun added water for her without saying anything.

Luo Yue said: "Madam is pregnant again in the first month of the year. The doctor said that this time she will give birth to a son. If she gives birth to a son, my Dabao..."

As she spoke, she smiled again, with a hint of helplessness and moisture in her eyes.

"That's it. Dabao is not the legitimate son, but he is still the eldest son. His father loves him, so he won't let him suffer too much."

Feng Yun smiled slightly.

After talking about the current situation of Huaxi, we talked about Nankui.

"She gave birth to the child alone, gave the child her last name, and refused to let the child's biological father even look at him. She refused all the money and gifts given by the county magistrate. She was stubborn and said that she should raise the child herself, and it had nothing to do with him anyway."

Luo Yue's eyes were filled with bitterness, "I am not as good as Sister Nan, she is braver than me. I... Dabao is close to his father, I can't bring this child up in the Wei family, and he won't agree."

Feng Yun said: "If you can live well, that's good. I'm afraid you'll suffer. I tell you this to say that you still have me."

She smiled and said, "I can support you and Dabao. My sisters can also do their part. Luo Yue, don't be afraid."

Luo Yue held back her tears for a long time, but suddenly they burst out.

Luo Yue, don't be afraid.

And her too.

There was a mixture of smile and tears in her eyes. Luo Yue wiped her eyes and felt that there were no more beautiful words in the world.

"Just having my sister say this is enough for my life."

Luo Yue spoke for a while and said that she was leaving.

But he seemed still unsatisfied, with hesitation rolling in his eyes. He wanted to speak several times, but swallowed it back.

Feng Yun saw through her thoughts and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Luo Yue said: "I'm afraid if I tell you, it will cause you more trouble..."

Feng Yun smiled bitterly, "I went back to Xijing because I wanted to see His Majesty. Now that His Majesty is gone, is there anything more annoying than this?"

"Yes..." Luo Yue lowered her eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment, bit her lip hard, and said softly: "I shouldn't have said these words, but if I hide them from you, I will feel uncomfortable. Sister, just listen and judge for yourself, because these are Wei Zheng's words, which cannot be counted..."

She said this again and again, and Feng Yun had some vague guesses in his mind.

Then she said, "Before Wei Zheng entered the palace, he discussed with his confidants... that the death of His Majesty might be... related to Prince Yonghuai."

Feng Yun's eyes narrowed.

Luo Yue's eyelids jumped violently, and she held her hand and reiterated, "Sister, this is what the Tiqisi family said, I heard it from a corner of the room. I'm telling you, I'm not gossiping about Prince Yonghuai, you must not believe it completely..."

Feng Yun stared at her with dark eyes, deep and unfathomable.

"What else did they say?"

Luo Yue said: "The imperial physician in charge of your majesty's pulse case, Puyang Li, is a man of Prince Yonghuai, and the palace maids who serve in front of the emperor are all like this..."

She lowered her eyes. "They also said that since Prince Yonghuai took charge of Xijing, it has become difficult for others to contact Your Majesty."

Feng Yun's face was solemn and he said nothing.

Luo Yue said: "Before Wei Zheng entered the palace, he received news from the spies of the Imperial Guards. One month before His Majesty's death, the imperial guards in the imperial city were frequently mobilized, and several camps in the capital had also made unusual movements..."

Feng Yun saw that she was hesitant to speak, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"They want to say that Prince Yonghuai is not satisfied with having an army and using the emperor to control the princes, and he wants to rebel against the emperor, wear the dragon robe, and sit on the dragon throne?"

Luo Yue was so scared that her face changed slightly and she waved her hands repeatedly.

"I dare not think so. I just want to tell my sister that the Tiqi Division has this news, Wei Zheng will have speculation, and the court will probably be the same... I don't know what the current situation is, and it will be decided by my sister and the king." Feng Yun knew that she meant well, and smiled when she saw that she was nervous and at a loss.

"I understand. You can rest assured."
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After Luo Yue left, Feng Yun had some snacks and went to visit Pei Chong and Pei Yuan. When he came back, he took a nap on the Luohan chair in the east room without waiting for Zuo Zhong to come back.

The journey was exhausting, she couldn't eat well, and couldn't sleep well. She was very tired...

Half asleep and half awake, the bead curtain swayed.

The man deliberately slowed down his pace and stopped beside the couch.

He bent down and picked up the silk quilt that had fallen to the ground, and his warm breath fell on her face...

Itchy.

Feng Yun opened her eyes and fell into a pair of deep, sullen eyes.

Just like what I saw in my dream that day.

"Did I disturb you?" Pei Jue's face was calm, and his tone was slightly relaxed. He stroked her face with his palm and gently brushed away her messy hair. He was gentle and soft, just like a husband who came back from court. There was no strangeness, and no separation.

Feng Yun hummed, and her heart beat faster when she met his gaze.

She thought of Luo Yue’s words.

I thought of Won Sang-eul’s little face again.

Slowly, she held Pei Cong's hand tightly.

"A Yuan...is he really gone?" she asked.

"Yun Niang..." Pei Jue's eyes were heavy. He looked at her expectant eyes and sighed softly, "I'm sorry for not taking good care of him."

Feng Yun took a deep breath and waited for what was to come.

After a long time, he sat down beside the couch, put his palm on her back and patted it comfortingly.

"Rest for a while, I'll take you to see him."

Feng Yun sat up and lifted the thin blanket, "Let's go."

Yuan has waited for her for too long.

She came so late, why should she rest?

This time, when he followed Pei Jue into the palace, no one stopped him. The tightly closed palace door had no effect in front of Pei Jue, and it opened before he arrived.

Everyone in the Forbidden Garden was respectful to Pei Cong.

"Ever since Prince Yonghuai took charge of Xijing, it has become difficult for others to get in touch with Your Majesty."

Feng Yun glanced sideways.

He caught the fleeting suspicion.

Pei Jue said calmly: "The coffin has been buried, and we are just waiting for an auspicious day for the funeral..."

After a pause, he continued, "The palace is still the same as when your majesty was here. No one has moved. I want you to come and take one last look at it."

Feng Yun couldn't express the bitterness and confusion in her heart. She nodded without saying anything, and her emotions were as calm as usual...

Until she walked into the inner hall and saw the dragon bed.

The emperor was not in the empty room, only a string of wind chimes hanging on the curtains.

Pine cones and bells jingle in the wind.

It was made by Feng Yun himself.

And this is where Yuan lived for the last time.

Feng Yun slowly approached, touched the wind chime, held the pine cone in his palm, and stopped to watch...

Dong Bai stood by, sniffing with red eyes, "Your Majesty is seriously ill this time, he doesn't want anything else but this string of wind chimes... Your Majesty doesn't remember anything else, but he still remembers the wind chimes. He wants to look at them when he falls asleep every day, and he wants to see them when he opens his eyes... He will cry if I don't give them to you..."

Feng Yun felt a slight choke in her throat.

The emperor's residence has high eaves and a wide house, but it is a lonely room.

Little Won Sang-eul...

She asked Dong Bai, "Did your majesty pass away peacefully?"

Dong Bai's sobbing became louder, his lips trembling, and he couldn't make a sound. "His Majesty said that he... felt uncomfortable, and that he was afraid... His Majesty tightly grasped the wind chime... His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't say what he wanted... I guess he was thinking about my wife and waiting for her to come... His Majesty... couldn't get upset for a long time because he didn't see her..."

Feng Yun choked.

My chest felt like it was clogged with a ball of hemp.

"It's my fault. I'm late."

"A Yuan...it's my fault. I should have come to see you earlier."

The emperor's coffin stopped in the middle of the main hall. The ministers, wearing mourning clothes, knelt on the ground to keep vigil, and sobs rose and fell...

Everyone looked sad.

But no one knows what kind of ambitions are hidden behind those cries.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"What shall we do?"

"Wow... Your Majesty, I wish I could follow you..."

The liver and intestines were severed.

Tears burst into tears.

Feng Yun looked at the coffin silently and waited patiently.

Soon, someone in the crowd bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences. Please accept my condolences, gentlemen."

Feng Yun looked over and saw that it was Ruan Pu.

She wiped her tears with her sleeves and explained the righteousness with red eyes.

"The importance of the country depends on the wise emperor. The order of heaven and earth, the peace of the world, cannot be without a king for a day. The most urgent thing is, I hope the king and the gentlemen will not indulge in grief and miss the important affairs of the country."

Tomorrow three more... (clenched fist)