Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun did not go to the execution ground.

Wen Xingsu came home early in the morning.

The brother and sister hadn't seen each other for a while, and Feng Yun entertained them warmly, asking people to prepare tea, fruits and snacks, and sit with them in the pavilion in the courtyard.

At this time of the year, flowers are in full bloom. The breeze on the waterside pavilion brings the fragrance of flowers, which is extremely pleasant.

Feng Yun stroked her sleeve and made a cup of tea for Wen Xingsuo.

"Brother is here alone, why isn't sister-in-law here?"

Wen Xingsu observed her emotions for a moment, and seeing that she was not affected by Feng Jingyao's execution, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"The princess went to Jingxin Temple yesterday to pray for His Majesty. Pingyuan accompanied her mother and will be back in three days."

There have been many rumors recently about the new emperor's strange illness in the palace, and people are trying to get information everywhere. However, Pei Cong never says much when he returns home.

Feng Yun did not go to the palace to visit the emperor, but privately called Yao Ru to ask him and got a general idea.

"The princess is thoughtful." Feng Yun smiled faintly and looked at Wen Xingsui. "Doctor Yao said that His Majesty is in good health, but he is suffering from a mental illness. Brother, do you know what His Majesty's mental illness is?"

In front of Wen Xingsu, she never shy away from anything.

Wen Xingsu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly raised his eyes.

"It's because of the defense map."

"Defense map?" Feng Yun was surprised.

Wen Xingsu did not answer directly, but asked softly: "Why is there a defense map in Prince Yonghuai's mansion? Yaoyao, do you know?"

There were many different opinions about the defense map after Pei Cong's birthday banquet.

But everyone was surprisingly consistent on one point - no one believed that Duan Wu could steal the defense map.

Then, there is only one possibility, that the defense map is in Pei's mansion, and Feng Ya is staying there temporarily, which makes it convenient for her to steal. In this case, it is reasonable for her to have a tryst in the side room with the defense map.

Feng Yun understood what Wen Xingsu meant.

Her eyelids drooped slightly and she shook her head.

"To be honest, my dear brother, the reason why the defense map was in Duan Wu's possession is unknown to me and the king, and Duan Wu also refused to explain."

Wen Xingsu glanced at her and said, "Duan Wu will be executed today."

Feng Yun hummed, slowly raised his eyes and smiled, "He is a Southern Qi warrior, he will say what he should say, but he won't say a word of what he shouldn't say. There is no point in keeping such a person."

Seeing Wen Xingsu's frown getting tighter and tighter, she smiled faintly and asked:

"Could it be that Big Brother also thinks that the matter of the defense map has something to do with the King and me?"

Wen Xingsu's eyes darkened, and he said calmly: "What I think is not important. What is important is what Your Majesty thinks..."

The waterside pavilion was dead silent.

There was a breeze blowing.

It's a cold and murderous air.

Feng Yun stared at Wen Xingsu for a long time.

Two people who grew up together can often understand each other without having to say what they are thinking.

But Feng Yun was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, "Please speak clearly, big brother."

Wen Xingsu put down his teacup, thought for a moment, and then said:
"The princess came to the palace to see His Majesty. The two siblings talked for an hour before His Majesty told her about his worries, which were related to Prince Yonghuai..."

Feng Yun chuckled, shook his head and said calmly: "Could it be that Your Majesty would be so worried because he suspected that the king had stolen the defense map?"

Wen Xingsu pursed his lips slightly with an intriguing smile, "What exactly did His Majesty say? The princess never told Pingyuan about it, so I don't know. I only heard Pingyuan say... His Majesty once begged the princess to let him go..."

"Let him go?"

Feng Yun paused and raised his eyebrows. "Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, ruling the world and being omnipotent. Isn't this ridiculous?"

Wen Xingsu nodded and said softly, "It is said that His Majesty was frightened and pretended to be sick and refused to attend the court. He also threatened to abdicate the throne to Prince Yonghuai..."

demise?

Feng Yun's heart sank.

The afternoon sun peeked in from the eaves of the waterside pavilion and sprinkled on Wen Xingsu's young and handsome face. It was so bright that Feng Yun looked at it and his eyes were dizzy.

She knew that Yuan Yin was timid.

When he was ordered to attack Yecheng, he was trembling with fear in front of the battle line, and became a laughing stock in the Beiyong army.

What's more, before he ascended the throne, Pei Cong specifically imprisoned his son?

"Ah."

Feng Yun laughed.

A low voice, without any emotion.

"What did the princess say?"

Wen Xingsu looked at Feng Yun quietly.

After a long period of silence, the air became dull.

After a while, a faint sigh was heard.

"The princess has tried her best to preserve the Yuan dynasty, so how could she agree to the emperor's request to abdicate? She believes that the emperor is possessed by evil spirits, so she went to the Jingxin Temple to ask the abbot for the magic mirror."

Who in the world doesn't want to be an emperor? No wonder the princess suspected that Emperor Wenzhi was crazy.

Feng Yun looked at Wen Xingsu and asked lazily, "Then, big brother... do you also suspect that Pei Jue made the defense map on purpose? Is the purpose to intimidate His Majesty?"

Wen Xingsu shook his head, a gentle smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"It's hard for me to say for sure. I only know that if King Yonghuai ascends the throne, the territory of the Great Jin will surely surpass its current peak and prosper without limit..."

Feng Yun: "Then it will no longer be the territory of Dajin."

Wen Xingsu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's right."

After saying this, he bowed slightly and looked at me quietly, "Brother, your words back then still count. Now that you have entered the Jin camp, you will follow the lead of Prince Yonghuai from now on."

Wen Xingsui's statement made Feng Yun feel relieved.

No matter who made the defense map, at this critical moment, her elder brother is still standing by her side, which is more important than anything else.

Pei Jue should worry about other things.
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Pei Jue came back only after Wen Xingsu said goodbye and left the house.

He asked someone to call Feng Yun over and returned the gift list from the birthday party to Feng Yun.

"My eldest sister said that she shouldn't get involved with these things. You can keep them. If you really don't want to take care of them, just pile them in the warehouse and put them away."

Feng Yun smiled and motioned Xiaoman to put it away, "Who would complain about having too much money? If my eldest sister doesn't care, then it belongs to me."

Seeing that Pei Jue didn't speak, she lowered her eyes again and said very respectfully,

"I am the chief historian of the palace. These are my responsibilities. I am not lazy. I handed them over to my elder sister out of respect..."

Here is the explanation.

Feng Yun gave a rare explanation.

Pei Cong looked at her and nodded.

He didn't intend to say anything more and just glanced at her.

"Has your elder brother been here?"

Feng Yun nodded, and seeing that there were servants in the room, he waved his hand to signal them. After they all left, he sat down next to Pei Jue and told him what Wen Xingsu had said one by one.

Unexpectedly, Pei Jue frowned after hearing this, "I already know."

Feng Yun thought it was a huge secret, then looked at Pei Cong's eyes that were as sharp as fire, took a sip of the herbal tea, calmed down, and then smiled:

"This is really confusing and unbelievable. Just because of a defense map, the throne should be given up to a wise man?

Isn't he too cowardly? Besides, the king didn't do anything wrong to him. "

Pei Jue did not respond.

The room was silent for a moment, and he said:

"I didn't do anything to him, someone did something to him."

Feng Yun was shocked. "Really?"

Pei Jue's eyes were deep. "That day when I went to the palace to visit him, the emperor dismissed his attendants and left me alone in front of him to plead my case. He said that he was not a wise ruler who could govern the country and bring peace to the nation, and that he was willing to abdicate the throne to me. He only asked me to keep his family safe..."

This is a strange thing to say.

Even though Pei Cong had a large army under his command, there was a difference between the monarch and his subjects, and it was not easy to overthrow this shackle. Moreover, the royal family was not completely decadent, and at least there was the eldest princess to hold up the facade. How could Emperor Wenzhi be willing to abdicate easily?
Feng Yun asked: "Have you ever endangered the lives of his family?"

Pei Jue raised his lips and said coldly: "When I checked the defense map today, I smelled a faint fragrance..."

"Smell? What scent?"

"Plum makeup on snow."

Feng Yun was slightly startled, and the end of his eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly.

The fragrance of Snow Plum Makeup is probably only possessed by Li Sangruo nowadays.

Li Sangruo had been under house arrest in the palace, so she had no chance to steal the defense map, let alone hide it on Duan Wu...

There is only one person who can get close to Li Sangruo and has the ability to steal the truth.

Feng Yun asked, "Is it Tang Shaogong?"

Pei Jue's face was as gloomy as water.

Feng Yun looked at him calmly.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Regardless of whether Tang Shaogong is really the remnant of Xie's army, doing this has other purposes besides pushing Pei Cong to the throne. For Pei Cong, the supreme throne is already within his reach.

As long as Pei Jue is willing to take this step, everything will be turned upside down...

Pei Cong put his arm around her waist.

"Afraid?"

The wind blew, lifting Feng Yun's hair. The fire in her eyes burned quietly, seeping out from her smile.

"Not afraid."

She slowly leaned her head on Pei Jue's shoulder and looked at the group of tireless moths under the eaves.

"If it is difficult to go against God's will, I am willing to follow it." (End of this chapter)