Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun hummed lightly, raised her eyes lightly, and looked at the pine cone wind chimes hanging by the window, with a barely perceptible tenderness in her eyes.

The sunlight shines through and onto the wind chimes, creating a mottled shadow that looks like a circle of delicate ripples.

After a moment, she sighed softly.

“I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.”

Xiaoman opened his eyes wide, totally not understanding what his wife was thinking.

"This is of course a good thing, how can it be a bad thing? If His Majesty knew that my wife had a little prince, I don't know how happy he would be..."

Feng Yun curled her lips, "Isn't it?"

She was still very sure of this.

This thing in my belly will definitely be liked by Pei Jue...

But for some reason, she always dreamed of Qu'er since she became pregnant.

In the dream, it was all about the mother and son's interactions in the Qi Palace...

Then I wake up feeling guilty.

Would Qu'er be unhappy if she had another child?

Just like when she gave birth to Yuchu, she saw a flash of sadness in Quer's eyes.

It’s just that Qu’er is too sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel sad…

Even if he felt bitter, he would not express it, causing her to worry about him.

Xiaoman was completely unaware of Feng Yun's worries, and happily began to make arrangements, making small clothes, small hats, and small shoes, and she was excited and started to work.

Feng Yun couldn't laugh or cry.

She held Xiaoman's hand to calm her down.

“Don’t do anything, it’s like you don’t know.”

Xiaoman was puzzled, "Why? I don't understand."

Feng Yun's eyes slightly raised, "Have you forgotten the Xijing defense map that was found on Duan Wu in the side room of Pei's mansion?"

Xiaoman was stunned, "I understand."

There are people in Western Kyoto who can do such a big thing without anyone noticing.

In Nagato, it is not impossible.

"My lady is right."

This pregnancy is of great importance, it is so delicate that no flaws can be allowed.

As long as Madam gives birth to a little prince, those who gossip about her will be silenced. From now on, no one will question Madam's status anymore.

Xiaoman clasped her hands together eagerly, "I hope it will be a little prince. Bodhisattva bless you, Amitabha. Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you."

Feng Yun glanced at her, "Is my daughter not okay?"

"It's not that she's not good." Xiaoman pouted, "If it was in Changmen, the girl would be very good. But Your Majesty is the emperor..."

She couldn't continue speaking as she was afraid that Feng Yun would be angry.

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Go prepare the meal. I'm hungry."
-
Pei Jue acted and dealt with things with swift and decisiveness.

As soon as the imperial edict was issued, the Imperial Observatory selected an auspicious day almost on the same day.

The time is set for Mid-Autumn Festival in August.

"The moonlight is like a silver thread, and the courtyard is filled with its clear light. It is a propitious day when heaven and earth are in harmony and yin and yang are in harmony. Moving into a new house will usher in great fortune and blessings. It will surely bless our Great Yong, and bring it prosperity for thousands of years, long-lasting blessings and everlasting prosperity."

Pei He waved his pen and said, "Yes."

too fast!
This was the common idea of ​​the court officials.

But everyone knew what kind of person Pei Jue was. The court had been cleaned up not long ago. Those who could still stand in front of Pei Jue and discuss matters with the emperor were people who submitted to him.

Who would want to be tortured and left dead in the wild when they can't even live a peaceful life?

move!
Just move if you say so!
-
The next evening, Feng Yun waited until the sun set and took a horse carriage to Andu to look at houses.

Pei Cong's house has been completed and is very close to the expanded palace.

The houses were all brand new and had never been lived in before. Outside the palace, many people were standing around watching and pointing.

Further away, many craftsmen were busy at work.

It was used as a secondary capital before, but the emperor never lived there for a single day. Now that the new emperor has taken over, all the necessary repairs and additions need to be made as soon as possible...

Everything is going according to plan and in good order.

It is obvious that Pei Jue did not act on impulse, but had a plan in place.

The crowd was discussing animatedly and no one noticed Feng Yun's carriage.

She looked at it quietly for a moment and then gave instructions to Ge Guang.

"Let's go."

The carriage moved slowly and the curtains swayed gently.

Feng Yun's eyes were half closed and he seemed a little distracted.

No matter what people say, that Emperor Jingning is bending over backwards for his beloved...

Feng Yun didn't believe it.

Even if she is a factor, it will not be an absolute factor.

If Pei Jue was really such a foolish emperor who disregarded the safety of the country and the well-being of the people and moved the capital just for a woman, she would look down on him.

Then, Pei Jue had other plans.

The world is peaceful now and there has been no war for several years.

But peace will not last forever.

Andu's location is here...

Does that mean Pei Jue wants to be the master of everyone in the world?
-
Nagato.

When Feng Yun's carriage drove in, she saw Xing Bing and Hou Zhun waiting for her.

Guan Wei also came, holding her little daughter who had just learned to walk, and followed Hou Zhun.

After getting married, she lived in the Buquying Camp in Xiaojieqiu, which had been greatly expanded. As the commander-in-chief, Hou Zhun had his own house, and she lived a very comfortable life. But the happiness of returning to her "mother's home" was completely different.

As soon as Feng Yun lifted the curtain of the carriage, Guan Wei's eyes lit up.

"Jinzhi, my wife is back, hurry up and call her..."

Little Jinzhi had just learned to call her father and mother, and her voice was not very clear, so the word "wife" sounded vague and cute.

Everyone laughed together.

Guan Wei took one look at Feng Yun and stayed.

"Madam, why are you..."

"You've gained weight." Feng Yun interrupted her to avoid causing unnecessary speculation and glanced at Xing Bing and Hou Zhun.

"Let's talk in the study."

Hou Zhun came to Changmen personally, so naturally he had something to say.

The two of them bowed and followed Feng Yun, not paying attention to anything else.

But Guan Wei was a woman after all. She stared at Feng Yun's back, looked at her carefully for a few seconds, and shook her head.

its not right.

How come my wife is so fat?
-
Hou Zhun was a straightforward man. He sat down and took a sip of tea and then spoke frankly.

"We came to see you today to discuss the matter of His Majesty moving the capital."

Feng Yun nodded, "Go ahead."

Hou Zhun glanced at her calm face and said seriously, "There are no outsiders here, so I won't beat around the bush. Madam, Mei Ling's troops have always attracted the attention of the court. It was not so bad before when the capital was in Xijing. The emperor was far away, and as long as His Majesty did not pursue it, we could just turn a blind eye and let it go."

Xing Bing nodded and said, "Yes."

Hou Zhun added: "Once the capital is moved to Andu, it will be under the emperor's feet. It is possible that Mei Ling's troops will become a thorn in the side of the court. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

Over the years, the number of Mei Ling's troops has exceeded 30,000. With generals like Hou Zhun, they are trained completely according to the regular army...

It can be said that this is already a team with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Although the outside world has no idea about the number of his troops and everything is based on speculation, everyone knows that Feng Yun has a group of private soldiers in Xiaojieqiu.

Even if Pei Cong didn't have any random thoughts, what about the court officials?

Hou Zhun is an experienced person and understands the situation very well.

How can anyone sleep soundly beside my bed?
A memorial today, an impeachment tomorrow.

As time goes by, is Your Majesty really unmoved?

Feng Yun looked at them and smiled.

"I understand your concerns. From now on, you must be more careful about what you say and do. As long as the court can't find any fault with us, it's fine. When we recovered Yecheng, Mei Ling's troops made great contributions and were even rewarded by the court."

Hou Zhun sighed.

Are there not many cases where people are used to move forward and people are not used to move backward?

Xing Bing asked: "I have a question. What if His Majesty asks you to hand over Mei Ling's troops and let the court recruit them?"

Feng Yun smiled, "Nagato's followers can only belong to Nagato."

The two exchanged glances, understood what she meant, and bowed together.

"Subordinates take orders."
-
August 15th is Mid-Autumn Festival.

According to custom and the practices of previous years, on this day Nagato would offer sacrifices to livestock, cooking sheep, slaughtering cattle, pigs and ducks, to celebrate properly, and then wait until nightfall to worship the moon together.

This Mid-Autumn Festival is destined to be extraordinary.

Ten days ago, county officials began to prepare for the grand event of welcoming the emperor.

Bridges must be built, roads must be paved, and streets must be swept. Not only must all officials at all levels be present to welcome the emperor, but a group of people must also be selected from among the scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans to welcome the new emperor.

Before dawn, the intersection outside Andu City was crowded with people.

Soldiers stood on both sides of the road, and the crowd was so dense that they lined the road to watch. People were crowded together, and they were unwilling to move even a step even though they were sweating.

It’s not like they haven’t seen the current emperor.

But he has never seen the current emperor.

Curious, excited, and crowded like ants on a hot pot...

The jailer came over with a clapper and struck it hard.

"Silence! Silence!"

“Don’t Make Loud Voices!”

Bang!
"Don't bump into the Holy Chariot!"

Bang!
“No fighting or walking!”

Bang!
"Keep it solemn!"

The jailer who rang the gong did his duty conscientiously, but he would not stop until he reached a certain place. As soon as he left, the crowd would start whispering and it was impossible to control them.

Until the sound of horse hooves flew on the official road and a loud shout whistled over the eardrums.

"Your Majesty has arrived——"

The crowd's attention was attracted by the imperial procession that rolled in like a tide.

Pei Cong did not ride a horse today, but sat in a carriage.

He was guarded by neatly arranged rows of imperial guards, six horses abreast, with the majesty of an emperor, approaching from afar, in the whistling wind, among the crowds lining the avenue to welcome him, he slowly approached...

Pei Jue narrowed his black eyes slightly.

He sat steadily and high in the carriage, his cold eyes casually sweeping over the crowd.

He saw a lot of people from Nagato.

I just didn’t see Feng Yun’s familiar face.

You bastard, you didn’t even come to pick me up.

This really gave him a "surprise"? (End of this chapter)