Nagato has such a slim waist

The sun was out all day, but at night it started to rain.

The footsteps sounded unusually dull through the drizzle.

Pei Jue sat alone under a solitary lamp, with smoke rising from the cup of tea in front of him.

After a while, Zuo Zhong bowed outside the door and reported, "Your Majesty, Mr. Tang is here."

Pei Jue nodded and said nothing.

Tang Shaogong walked out of the rainy night wearing an autumn-white linen robe with wide sleeves, like mourning clothes. He entered the house in the drizzle, with his hair half wet.

"Your Majesty."

He brushed off the rain on his body and saluted Pei Jue.

Pei Jue raised his eyes, said nothing, and waved to Zuo Zhong and other attendants.

"Yes." Zuo Zhong and others filed down.

Pei Cong said: "Close the door."

Tang Shaogong turned around, closed the door, walked in front of Pei Jue again, and stood tall.

He is quite tall, with a brave look on his face. If you look closely, you can vaguely see the spirit of a soldier.

The study was quiet for a long time.

Pei Jue lowered his eyes and drank tea without saying a word.

Tang Shaogong stood for a long time, then spoke slowly, "Why did the king ask me to come here?"

Pei Jue put down the teacup, paused for a moment, and looked up at him, "I thought you had something to tell me?"

Tang Shaogong shook his head subconsciously, his eyes met the intimidating coldness in Pei Jue's eyes. After thinking for a while, he sighed again.

"Nothing can be hidden from the king. I did it."

Pei Jue snorted coldly and slapped the table heavily, "Who gave you the courage to act on your own?!"

When Tang Shaogong entered the room, he was still a little reserved and hesitant, but after being scolded by Pei Jue in anger, he calmed down.

He was silent for a moment, and then he said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, the lord has been waiting for us to avenge him for more than ten years. We can't wait any longer. Since we have a good opportunity, why not kill two birds with one stone and take the enemy's head to comfort the lord's soul in the afterlife?"

Pei Jue stared at him with cold eyes.

Tang Shaogong suddenly laughed, "When you saw Feng Jingyao's head fall to the ground today, didn't your Majesty feel happy? I was very happy. I have waited for this day for too long!"

Pei Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, "I can kill him without deploying a defense map. Do you want to kill him or me? Or do you want to kill two birds with one stone?"

"That would not harm the king." Tang Shaogong's voice was cold and hoarse. When he stared at people, his gaze was as sharp as the tongue of a poisonous snake, and was extremely cold.

"Killing Feng Jingyao alone is not enough to comfort the souls of the Xie family and the soldiers who died unjustly. The Feng family and everyone in Qi who participated in this incident should pay the price for this."

Pei Jue: "So what?"

Tang Shaogong said: "If the king does not move, I will give you a push. With the king's current position, although you can influence the government, it is difficult for me as a minister to carry out the king's orders. Moreover, I will inevitably be constrained by the powerful people in the court. Only when the king steps onto the red steps and sits on the dragon throne can I realize my ambitions, lead my troops to Taicheng, and avenge the Xie family army."

Pei Jue slowly stood up and walked towards him coldly.

"So, I have to thank you?"

Tang Shaogong's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head, "I dare not."

He was silent for a moment. Under the piercing gaze from above his head, sweat broke out on his forehead. He then clasped his hands and said, "I have acted on my own without the king's permission. This is really wrong. Please punish me, king!"

snort!
Pei Jue took two steps closer.

"What if I want to kill you?"

Tang Shao said respectfully: "My life belongs to the king, so you can do whatever you want with me."

Pei Heong didn't say anything. He suddenly put a hand on his arm and patted it hard. Tang Shaogong subconsciously took a half step back and had no time to react. Pei Heong grabbed his arm and twisted it back.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound is very clear.

One of Tang Shaogong's arms slowly fell down, and he cried out in pain subconsciously, but he quickly shut his mouth. His forehead was sweaty, and his facial features were twisted in pain, but he didn't make a sound, and just stared at Pei Jue motionlessly.

Pei Jue: "Are you not afraid of death?"

Tang Shaogong said: "It is my honor to die in the hands of the king. If my life can be exchanged for the king's rule over the world, then I am willing to do it and live up to my lord in the netherworld and the thousands of souls of the Xie family soldiers who died unjustly."

Zheng!
Pei Cong suddenly drew his sword.

Tang Shaogong did not see clearly how the Biyong sword was unsheathed. The cold touch against his throat made him shrink his neck subconsciously. Then he regained his composure and slowly closed his eyes.

"My king, do not forget your trust."

Pei Jue pressed down with the sword, and Tang Shaogong raised his chin, exposing his neck completely in front of him, looking like he was ready to be slaughtered.

"Let's get started! I'm going to see the lord now!"

Pei Madang stood quietly.

After a moment, the palm suddenly turned over and the sword was sheathed.

Once again, he lifted up Tang Shaogong's limp hand.

There was another crisp sound, and amid Tang Shaogong's cries of pain, the arm that had been removed was taken back by Pei Jue.

"roll."

Just one low word, full of coldness.

Tang Shaogong let out a long breath, and then looked at the bright lantern, feeling as if he had walked through the underworld. He slowly bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."

Pei Cong sat back, his cold and solemn figure bathed in the firelight, seemingly without any emotion.

Tang Shaogong did not leave, but still stood in front of Pei Jue, his tone unclear.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but even if the defense map hadn't been drawn up, the trouble would have come anyway. I don't know where Ruan Pu found out the king's background, and I'm afraid he'll make a big fuss about your majesty's illness in the next two days."

Pei Jue looked at him coldly.

Tang Shaogong said: "Instead of being on guard everywhere, why not take advantage of the opportunity?"

Pei Ze said: "You only have this one chance. Don't act on your own again."

Tang Shaogong bowed deeply and stood up after a long while.

"I won't take action, but they will definitely not be able to hold back. Please don't miss the opportunity. Emperor Wenzhi is ill now. If we wait until the Princess and Ruan Pu's group take control of the situation before we take action, it will inevitably give them an advantage..."

Pei Ze glanced at him and said, "Go down."

Tang Shaogong bent down slightly and said, "Yes."
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As soon as he left, Feng Yun came out from behind the screen and slowly knelt down beside Pei Jue.

"I'm here to instigate you."

Pei Jue turned his head and put his arm around her waist, "Yun Niang is very good at predicting things."

Pei Jue glanced at him and frowned slightly.

"To be honest, I can't see through this Tang Shaogong. Even now, even though he always thinks of the king and everything he does seems to be for the king and to avenge Xie's army, I still can't tell whether he is an enemy or a friend."

Pei Jue hummed, "I think the same as Yunniang."

Feng Yun raised her head slightly to look at him and couldn't help laughing.

"Your Majesty is really good at taking advantage. The words come out of my mouth, and the blame is on me. No matter right or wrong, you have nothing to do with it anyway."

Pei Jue's mouth twitched slightly.

“That’s not taking advantage.”

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, "What is that called?"

Pei Jue: "The wife sings and the husband follows."

Humph! Feng Yun's smile widened, and his eyes reflected the light of the lamp, which was very warm.

"Then I'll take advantage of you."

"Let me have it." Pei Jue slightly closed his palms, hugged her and held her in his arms. He lowered his head, locked his eyes on her face, and kissed her lips with affection and shallow breathing.

"Don't leave the house for the next two days. Stay here and be quiet. Keep Aozai with you."

Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat.

When Pei Gou looked at her seriously, even with a serious face, his gaze was like a branding iron, so hot that it seemed to penetrate his heart and let her see that in his eyes, the whole world was filled with her.

This is really a temptation that ordinary people cannot resist.

Feng Yun took a breath and smiled slightly.

"I will protect myself. Go ahead and do your job."

"Okay." He nodded and kissed me.
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Ruan Pu's rebellion came faster than expected.

The next day, when the meeting was held in Zhenghe Hall, everyone discussed Emperor Wenzhi's illness, and he was the first to speak out.

"Your Majesty fell ill after returning from Prince Yonghuai's residence. Therefore, those rumors are bound to damage the king's reputation, right?"

Without waiting for him to finish, he stared at Pei Cong again.

"Rumor has it that the defense map was originally in Prince Yonghuai's residence, which is why Feng Ya was able to steal it and then give it to Duan Wu. It's a pity that there is no evidence, and now there is no way to confront each other..."

All the ministers looked at each other.

Some people are embarrassed.

Some people are disdainful.

Some people nodded in agreement.

Pei Jue had a cold face and said nothing.

There was a tense atmosphere in the hall.

Ruan Pu obviously didn't care about Pei Jue's response. Without waiting for everyone to figure out the reason, he spoke again.

"What's even funnier is that there are rumors that Prince Yonghuai is Xie Qilang, the orphan of Xie Xian, a deceased general of the Qi Dynasty. It is also said that only one thing is needed to prove this..."

No one cares who “the people in the market” are.

But Li Zongxun had mentioned during his lifetime that Prince Yonghuai was a remnant of Xie's army, and this happened more than once.

There's just no evidence.

What everyone wants to know is, how can Ruan Pu prove this matter?

Pei Cong pursed his lips and said, "Tell me about it."

Ruan Pu bowed and replied, "Back then, the seventh son of the Xie family was extremely allergic to spring peaches. Whenever he ate them, he would get rashes all over his body. Once, he almost lost his life because of eating spring peaches. This is no secret in Taicheng."

He looked up at Pei Jue again, stroked his beard and smiled.

"It's not difficult to silence the gossips. Why don't you have someone find some freshly picked spring peaches and give it a try?" (End of this chapter)