Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 547 Taking root and sprouting
When the king entered the house, Xiaoman closed the door and went to the outer room to turn off the lights.

The deep courtyard of the Pei Mansion was shrouded in darkness.

In front of the window, the silver moon cast a halo of light, illuminating the room beautifully.

The figures interweave in the light and shadow, dissolving and blurring...

Feng Yun was not fully awake and did not hear clearly what Pei Jue said.

Only two words came to my ears - child.

child.

her child.

Her emotions seemed to be rippling in an endless void, and a sense of loss surged through her every limb. A feeling of emptiness made her feel as if she was on the edge of an abyss.

Nothing, a blank space, eager to fill it with something...

She opened her eyes tremblingly, her throat choking with sobs.

"My child, my child..."

The silk shirt is lightly taken off.

Pei Cong reached out and took off the white jade hairpin on her head.

"There will be."

From Huaxi to Xijing, it is a thousand miles away.

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

When she was moved, he always had a way to make her indulge...

Today, Pei Jue seemed to be rushing to have a baby. Seeing her lost and lost, choking with sobs from time to time, he actually lost all his patience as before, and used great strength in his hands, making her big everywhere...

Feng Yun's toes curled slightly, and before she could retreat, she was pulled back by him.

He was lighter.

It feels like ants crawling over it, itchy and gnawing.

Her thoughts gradually drifted away. When the emptiness was completely filled, she floated, like mist floating on the rivers and seas, rising little by little in his blazing heat, as if she would fly up in the next moment...

"General, general..."

She often called him randomly when she was confused.

General.

King.

Pei Lang.

Dog King.

Or maybe Pei Dog.

Different names mean different experiences or moods.

At this moment, she was soft, like a little bird waiting to be fed.

Pei Jue's gaze was deep, but his black pupils were cold and solemn.

If Feng Yun was sober enough, she would see the clarity in the man's eyes.

It was not the usual craziness during sex, but rather the seriousness of going to the battlefield to fight the enemy, advancing and retreating just right, killing the enemy with every sword and every gunshot, and doing it with ease...

"Ah Pei..." Feng Yun called softly, her mouth slightly open, pushing him unconsciously, "Enough, enough. Ah...no..." She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the man's face.

The storm is like a heavy rain, pouring water on your head.

She was overwhelmed with pleasure, and she couldn't help but tighten her grip on the quilt.

It took a long time, until the waves receded, and the breath that was stuck in my throat finally came out...

She choked up and said, "Get out, get out."

The man lowered his head, panting, his black eyes sparkling.

The whole person was not as calm as usual.

"Okay." Just as he was about to move, Feng Yun took a breath and scratched his shoulders with her nails, crying out in pain.

She whispered to him in a sweet voice, asking him not to move.

Pei Ran:......

His eyes were heavy, and he just leaned on his side, looking at her.

Feng Yun held his shoulders and pushed him.

"Slow down, slow down."

He still said yes and cooperated very well.

But she soon discovered...

No.

The extreme of a long-awaited reunion, both of them were too forgetful...

He can't get out.

The slightest movement caused her pain.

Feng Yun felt like she was going to collapse. "You did it on purpose."

Pei Cong said in a hoarse voice: "Unexpected."

"I do not believe."

"Since you were seriously ill, I tried harder."

"It doesn't matter whether I am sick or not..."

"The antidote must be enough."

"Pei Gou, you..."

Hearing her scolding Pei Gou again, Pei Jue raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that his mind is clearer now.

He placed the back of his hand on her forehead and checked her temperature.

"Not so hot anymore. The antidote is working."

Feng Yun broke out in a sweat and felt much better. His head didn't seem as heavy as before, and his lost consciousness gradually returned...

She pushed him and struggled to get off the ground, "Get out of the way, I feel uncomfortable."

"You are greedy."

He lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

Seriously speaking, but saying dirty things.

"I have entrusted my soul to you, but you still won't let me go."

Feng Yun's face flushed, and sweat oozed from her forehead. "Try again."

He hummed softly and stood up kindly.

Feng Yun raised her neck and gasped, her scalp tingling, "Don't."

Pei Jue groaned, staring deeply with his black eyes, looking helpless, "I feel bad too."

Feng Yun's attention was focused on that, and she didn't notice the smile that flashed across his eyes. "What should I do? What should I do?"

Pei Cong clamped his hands around her waist, nimbly lifted her up and turned her over, placing her steadily on his body.

"Are you feeling better?"

"No."

It felt like it was taking root and sprouting in her stomach. How could she feel good?

"I might as well castrate you."

Feng Yun wanted to cry but had no tears. She dropped her head on his shoulder, gasping for breath with her mouth open, and shaking violently.

She felt indescribably angry, but she knew it wasn't all about the discomfort, but the unspeakable trembling that made her embarrassed.

Pei Jue was of course the same.

I was completely immersed in her tenderness, as if I was about to be melted by her. How comfortable it was.

"Go to sleep." He looked at her red cheeks seriously, and scratched them lightly with his thumb to prevent her from seeing his evil thoughts: "Just relax a little."

Feng Yun helplessly grasped his sleeve and nodded. Only then did she realize that his clothes were still intact, which made her look even more embarrassed...

She closed her eyes in despair and became even more anxious.

"Be good, don't be afraid." Pei Cong's brows relaxed, he kissed her forehead, and patiently comforted her, "You are tired and too nervous, just take a rest."

As soon as he moved, half of Feng Yun's soul floated into the sky.

She was terrified. She knew something was wrong, but she didn't have the energy to argue anymore. So she buried her face in his clothes and closed her eyes. She was like a kitten, usually cold and unfriendly, but when someone she liked stroked her fur, she could purr and be very docile...
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Feng Yunren was ill and stayed at home for several days.

The next day, Pei Yuan came to see her. The room was full of the smell of medicine, and her sister-in-law looked listless and had no energy.

"Rest well and don't let yourself get sick."

Pei Yuan felt sorry for her.

She came all the way here and encountered all these bad things. It was so difficult for such a weak sister-in-law to hold the funeral for the late emperor before she collapsed...

Feng Yun met her concerned eyes, and her heart was burning with anxiety...

In fact, after taking the medicine ordered by the imperial physician and being fed so many antidotes by Pei Jue, she felt much better after her fever subsided last night.

I felt tired simply because I stayed up most of the night and didn't sleep well.

"Then I won't send my eldest sister off."

"Don't see me off, don't see me off. What's there to see you off for? We're family, you don't have to be polite to me."

Pei Yuan was a straightforward person. Ever since she divorced Ao Zheng, she no longer had to pretend to be gentle and quiet. She looked like the daughter of a general, holding A Zuo and A You's hands, and looked back at her with a smile.

"In the next few days, I think there will be many ladies and noble ladies coming to visit you. I will help you decline all of them."

Given Pei Cong's status in the Jin Dynasty, when Princess Yonghuai fell ill, the princes and ministers would certainly send their wives to visit her.

She guessed Feng Yun was impatient to face all this.

Feng Yun also smiled gratefully.

"Thank you, elder sister."

Pei Yuan chuckled, "I, your sister, don't have any other skills. I have a lot of tricks to send people away."

Feng Yun burst out laughing.

I thought of Ao Zheng.

That was the person who was sent away by Pei Yuan time and time again.

Pei Yuan left. Feng Yun didn't even have breakfast. He sighed deeply and wrapped himself in the quilt, then he had a comfortable sleep.

When I woke up at noon, someone came to report the good news.

When the new emperor ascended the throne and was preparing for the coronation ceremony, someone advised him to increase the fiefdom for Prince Yonghuai.

At the same time, he bestowed upon him twelve crowns and the emperor's flag.

Feng Yun was startled.

The crown has twelve tassels, that is the standard for an emperor.

The emperor's flag should not be used by his subjects.

The royal family discussed for so long that giving Feng Yun such an unprecedented reward was not only a return gift to thank Pei Cong for helping King Zhuangxian ascend the throne.

Also because...

They have reached the point where there is no more title to be given and no more reward to be given.

The nine gifts have been bestowed, and power has reached its peak.

What else can the new emperor reward this regent who has made great contributions to the world?
The maids in the room did not have such complicated thoughts. They had no idea what this would mean and were all proud of it.

"Our new emperor is truly generous. Before he even ascended the throne, he was already thinking about how to reward the king."

"Your Majesty, since only the Son of Heaven can use the banner, doesn't that make you equal to the Emperor?"

"That's different. The emperor's ceremonial system is more than just the twelve crowns and the emperor's flag. The emperor still has to be superior."

Several people spoke in low voices.

Feng Yun, however, gave a deep shout.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

She glanced over coldly.

"If I hear you discussing state affairs again, I will give you ten strokes of the cane for every word you say, until you die."

The maids had never seen Feng Yun so angry and were quite frightened.

He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, repenting deeply.

Feng Yun didn't say anything else.

"Go fetch some water, I want to bathe."

Before the new emperor ascends the throne, he cannot wait to see the rewards, for he is afraid that he may not be able to ascend the throne.

But even if the emperor dares to bestow such a thing, his subjects cannot accept it.
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With the new emperor ascending the throne, there is no lack of excitement to be seen in the city of Xijing.

Feng Yun closed the door and refused to see guests or go out.

Pei Jue, however, went out early and came back late, and was very busy.

But even so, it doesn't diminish my interest at all.

Maybe it was because they had been apart for too long, he had been very ruthless recently, like a wolf that had been hungry for half its life, he didn't care about his life, he wanted to tear her apart...

Feng Yun just let him do whatever he wanted.

After all, she had owed him something over the years.

Anyway, she was free in Xijing, so she might as well make it up to him.

On one hand, the coronation ceremony was in full swing.

On one hand, they were as comfortable as fish in water in the bedroom.

Pei Jue did not delay anything at all. In the turbulent city of Xijing, he was calmer than anyone else and did not say a word about state affairs when he returned home.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the coronation ceremony, he gladly accepted the new emperor's gift...

Twelve crowns and flags of the emperor.

He truly became the only king in the history of the Jin Dynasty who could be on equal footing with the emperor.
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I'm stuck too, Kakashi...