Nagato has such a slim waist

In the middle of the night, it started snowing again.

Dama lay in bed, staring wide-eyed and listening to the rustling of snow on the roof, not feeling sleepy at all.

The shocking conspiracy she heard from Xiaoman was like a huge rock pressing on her heart, as painful as a raging fire burning her heart...

She even felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have asked.

I don’t know, that’s fine.

Know how to do it?
Nothing is right.

This emotion entangled her, like the bite of insects and ants, and it was difficult to relieve it...

Until the sound of peace came from outside the house.

"Is Madam Hua Man resting? His Majesty wants to see you."

Daman was frightened and sat up suddenly from the bed, his heart pounding.

Xiao Cheng had never summoned her at night...

Of course, she was not called in so late at night to sleep with him.

That is……

Xiao Cheng suspected her.

She sat quietly for a moment, changed her clothes quietly, put on a heavy cloak, and walked out slowly.

Outside the house, the cold wind mixed with snow flakes blew in my face.

The cold air awakened her senses and she subconsciously shrank a little.

It was very quiet in Xiao Cheng's room.

A dim light illuminated his handsome and cold face.

Dama greeted him, and when he looked at her, he felt his legs go weak for some reason.

"My brother-in-law called me here in the middle of the night. What's the matter?"

Xiao Cheng looked at him and pursed his thin lips.

Daman's eyelids drooped and he looked at his toes, his shoulders straightened.

In front of Xiao Cheng, she often couldn't be herself well, or maybe, she had two selves hidden in her heart, one left, one right, which were often torn apart and painful...

Xiao Cheng: "Go ahead."

Daman was stunned, "What did you say?"

Xiao Cheng slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip. "What good plan have you sisters made?"

This sister certainly does not refer to her and Xiaoman.

But it refers to her and Feng Yun.

After all, her last name is also Feng——

Daman said awkwardly: "Xiaoman came here to talk to me about some family matters, nothing serious. Alas, women can only sigh and lament that good days have been broken up by war again..."

boom!
Xiao Cheng put the teacup down heavily, and his gentle and handsome face suddenly became extremely cold and solemn.

"For so many years, I tolerated your communication with her. I knew you leaked state secrets, but I turned a blind eye. I never questioned you and kept you in the palace with great respect. Is this how you repay me?"

Daman felt confused.

With a plop, he knelt down.

"Brother-in-law, Daman really doesn't know what to explain..."

Xiao Cheng snorted heavily.

"It seems you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River."

He pointed at the door and said, "Get out—"

Daman's eyes suddenly became hot and he felt suddenly sad.

"I never said much before. My brother-in-law or sister are people I admire..."

Xiao Cheng looked at her coldly.
She also looked at Xiao Cheng, her nose feeling extremely sour.

The room was completely silent, almost suffocatingly quiet.

She had difficulty breathing and slowly closed her eyes, feeling both embarrassed and humiliated.

"I admit that at first I intended to be a spy for Sister, but..."

She took a deep breath and choked up. "For many years, I have been with your Majesty. Your Majesty is a man of great stature and talent. Not only is he a good ruler, but he also cares about the world. I am not a chaste woman. Living together day after day, even if I have a heart as hard as stone, I cannot help but be moved and emotional..."

Xiao Cheng's eyes were still cold.

His posture was motionless, dignified and indifferent.

Daman suddenly felt that he was so lowly as he knelt in front of him, so lowly that his back was bent and he couldn't straighten it up.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about it. Although I have the intention, I know my own limitations and don't dare to think of anything... Between my eldest sister and Your Majesty, I have no intention of hurting either of you..."

Xiao Cheng looked at her without saying anything.

Daman said: "Your Majesty, think carefully. If I was willing to betray you, how could Your Majesty easily take Guyi and catch the Yong army off guard?"

Xiao Cheng looked at her calmly, "So, I still have to reward you?"

Daman lowered her eyes, "I dare not have such unreasonable thoughts. But now, my elder sister has also become resentful of me, and she will probably never trust me again in the future..."

Xiao Cheng looked at her in silence.

Under that gaze that seemed to take his breath away, Daman slowly lowered his head and smiled silently, "I did everything willingly, I can't blame anyone... From now on, I will be a person without anyone to rely on. Without my elder sister to protect me, Your Majesty can kill me or chop me up, please do as you please."

Xiao Cheng looked at her and said, "As long as you don't cause any trouble, there will always be a room for you in the Qi Palace."

Daman's nose suddenly felt sore.

For no apparent reason, tears kept pouring out.

For a long time, she knew that Xiao Cheng's kindness to her was all due to Feng Yun, whether it was because she looked a bit like Feng Yun, or because she was a bridge that could indirectly communicate with Feng Yun...

Good or bad, it has nothing to do with her...

She is just a middleman.

A knife that represents the love and hatred between Xiao Cheng and Feng Yun.

No matter which side she kills, it is not what she wants.

But she had just made it clear that Feng Yun would no longer trust her, and she had lost the value of staying with Xiao Cheng...

Xiao Cheng also said that there would be a place for her by his side.

For her, a room.

This was said to her.

Not to Feng Yun’s sister.

It’s just Xiao Cheng, just for her.

"His Majesty……"

Dama knew that she shouldn't be soft-hearted, but facing those eyes, the secret she was carrying was like a string of lit firecrackers, and she didn't know when it would burn her whole body.

"I have something to say."

A surge of blood rushed to my forehead.

She seemed unable to restrain herself and wanted to open her heart and offer her heart and soul to the man in front of her, the king of Qi, a beloved man who looked at her with tender eyes.

"Xiao Man just accidentally revealed that the Great Yong Army will launch a surprise attack from the Mingquan Zhuhe Ferry and attack Bingzhou—"

Xiao Cheng's eyes flickered slightly.

Daman bit his lower lip and raised his head.

"Xiao Man also told me a secret."

Xiao Cheng half-closed his eyes and looked at her nervous face, "What?"

Da Man said: "Pei Cong's surname is not Pei, but Xie. He is the son of the late general Xie Xian of the Great Qi..."

This news might be a secret to the public, but rumors had been circulating since Li Zongxun's time, and it was not the first time Xiao Cheng had heard of it. Moreover, he already knew the truth in detail, so he did not show any surprise.

"so what?"

Daman said: "Xie Xian's tomb is in Bingzhou. Back then, Pei Jue captured Bingzhou City and was trapped by His Majesty. He finally managed to escape. He was ashamed of losing Bingzhou. Therefore, they would rather give up Dan County and Guyi, but they must take Bingzhou..."

Having said this, she raised her eyelids again.

"After all, there is not only the tomb of Pei Jue's biological father, but also the place where he and his eldest sister got married..."

Xiao Cheng's face changed, his lips pursed, his brows slightly wrinkled, the calmness on his handsome face almost cracked, and his eyes were like a cold, deep pool.

Daman glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and lowered his head slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you still want to listen?"

Xiao Cheng then raised his eyes and said, "Speak."

Daman looked at him and hesitated for a moment. "Xiaoman said that as soon as the snow melts at the beginning of spring, they will pretend to attack Suoyao Ridge, make a feint to the east and attack in the west, while attacking Bingzhou by surprise and heading south to Hengqu Pass, forcing Your Majesty to withdraw his troops from Dan County to defend it..."
-
In the first month of the eighth year of Jingning, heavy snow fell for half a month.

The vast expanse of snow completely blocked Suoyao Ridge, and only scouts from both sides shuttled back and forth in the snow on the empty mountain.

The snow-capped mountains became the best barrier for the two armies.

But everyone knows that winter will pass.

The critical point of war may be when the sky clears and the snow melts, and when spring comes and flowers bloom, peace will end.

I would rather be a peace dog than a stray dog.

While the Yong and Qi kingdoms were confronting each other in a heavy snowstorm, the people of Yunchuan were looking beyond the battlefield.

Behind this unprecedented grand battle, when the eyes of the world were fixed on Suoyaoling, in Yunchuan, where it never snowed all year round, Yunchuan King Chunyu Yan annexed several Yi tribes in the southwest border at lightning speed, breaking the tradition of Yunchuan's "hundred-year neutrality and never invading from outside", and incorporated a small subordinate country in the southwest border into his territory...

Ten years of sharpening a sword.

Yunchuan's sharp sword was finally unsheathed.

The chaos of the time has stirred up another storm.

At noon on the tenth day of the first lunar month, a team of light cavalry traveled through mountains and rivers to arrive at the Dayong military camp in Dan County, presenting a letter from King Yunchuan to Pei Cong.

"Your Majesty is willing to send 100,000 elite soldiers to assist Dayong."

One hundred thousand elite soldiers.

Of course, Dayong does not lack those 100,000 people.

Chunyu Yan brought not only 100,000 soldiers, but also hundreds of thousands of shi of grain and equipment. Without waiting for the emperor's approval, he had already left Yunchuan and headed straight for Dan County by land and sea...

The soft whip named Qiu Tong was also sent back by Chunyu Yan.

The dusty Yunchuan messenger handed the letter to Pei Jue, then raised the box containing the whip above his head with both hands, and said loudly in front of Pei Jue:

"This gift is presented by Prince Yunchuan to the Queen. Please accept it."

Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat and he said with a smile, "Thank the king for me."

The rosewood box was made by a skilled craftsman. It used to be placed in Feng Yun's study. Everyone who came and went could see it. It looked very familiar... Pei Jue took a look at it, tapped his knees with his fingertips, and said nothing.

Feng Yun felt nervous for a moment.

I really want to find an opportunity to strangle Chunyu Yan to death.

But in just a moment, she calmed down.

Xiaoman put the box aside and did not open it, but asked the messenger with a smile.

"Is Prince Yunchuan in good health?"

The messenger said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The King is doing well."

Feng Yun smiled slightly, "As long as you are safe."

After the messenger left, Pei Jue did not ask any more questions, and Feng Yun did not make trouble in front of him.

That year, she sent Ge Guang to Yunchuan to return the whip to Chunyu Yan. She did not tell Pei Jue about this. It was not because she had any ulterior motive, but because of her private friendship with Chunyu Yan, Pei Jue always disliked her, so she was too lazy to bother to offend him.

Who could have expected that there would be a boomerang many years after the incident?

Chunyu Yan became even worse.

He used to be a bad guy.

After a few years, there is no humanity left.

She cursed in her heart but looked calm on the surface.

Pei Jue was also very peaceful.

It was snowing heavily outside and there was a fire burning in the tent.

A small table, a wine pot, two people sitting opposite each other, a map is placed beside them, he is reading it seriously...

The rosewood box that Feng Yun had always found eye-catching was placed on the small table in front of Pei Jue.

The tent was not like the manor in Huaxi, which was only this big, and there was no wide space for her to hide things...

No. Why would she hide?
She hadn't done anything to offend him.

Feng Yun figured it out and decided not to waste her energy alone anymore...

"His Majesty……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Pei Jue raised his eyes.

He looked at him with dark eyes, leaning slightly, with an indescribable coldness in his handsome features, but his expression was unusually peaceful.

"I have an idea that I would like to discuss with the generals. Yunniang should also listen."

Feng Yun swallowed her words back into her stomach.

Before the generals arrived, she made tea herself, added cups, and took this opportunity to put the box into the suitcase.

Pei Jue pretended not to see it.

Feng Yun also thought that he didn't notice.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was pulled over by the man.

"Open your palms."

Feng Yun was very frank. She raised her face slightly and looked at him with a smile.

"You know who Chun Yuyan is. If you get angry about this, he will be very proud."

"Who said I was angry?" Pei Jue said calmly, without any clue in his eyes.

Just when Feng Yun let down her guard and thought the crisis was over, he slapped her palm hard, then hugged her around the waist and walked into the inner room of the tent.

In broad daylight...

When Feng Yun saw Xiaoman’s head quickly retract, his whole body froze.

Pei Jue was actually very busy during the days he came to Dan County Camp. Or maybe they had been married for a long time, so he was no longer as impatient as he was in the past when they met. Therefore, the two of them only had a few gentle moments together...

If he was a tiger before, he is now a house cat.

When a tiger sees its prey, it will pounce on it without saying a word, and will tear it into pieces, chewing it and swallowing it down with the skin and bones.

House cats are not...

Domestic cats usually eat well and are well fed, so they are not so anxious when their appetites are satisfied. Some of them are just playing with their prey, and what they like most is to see their prey become dizzy, collapse and beg for mercy, and pester them impatiently for the antidote...

There were many people in the camp, and the tents were not soundproof. In order to avoid shaking the morale of the troops, he was particularly restrained during this period...

So, Feng Yun didn't believe what he would do at all.

I made up my mind and refused to beg for mercy...

So on this snowy afternoon, this man who claimed he was not angry or resentful, pressed her against the window of the tent and made her turn her back, making the whole tent seem to tremble...

Feng Yun's legs and feet were weak, and she couldn't stand at all. She gritted her teeth and dared not make a sound. It was only because of the strength of his arms that she didn't collapse...

Generals and staff members came over one after another to discuss matters...

It was quiet inside and outside the tent.

It seems like no one knows what happened...

The man finally calmed down, holding her hand tightly with his ten fingers, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Will you dare to do it again in the future?"

"What?" Feng Yun was helpless.

"Privately."

Feng Yun was amused by the gnashing tone.

She was unwilling to admit it when the big hat was put on her...

"How can this be considered a private transaction? Isn't this just flirting with my adulterer? Your Majesty, are you angry? Come and kill me."

She had always been delicate and graceful, and now that she had entered the palace as the queen, her skin and flesh were even more delicate and tender, and she was extremely pampered.

In the afterglow, she became bolder and took advantage of his unpreparedness to bite him hard, glaring at him with resentful eyes.

"Pei Gou, you don't dare."

Pei Jue held her face straight with his hands, his body remained motionless, but his eyes made her almost burn with excitement.

"You're really looking for death..."

He pulled away, stroked her face, and slowly arranged her clothes. His expression softened a little, "I'll deal with you tonight."

He left Feng Yun in the tent and went out alone.

The generals had been waiting for a long time, and their expressions were somewhat subtle.

Pei Jue sat down and spoke a strong medicine.

"I am going to issue an order to invite King Yunchuan to attack Qi together."

Several generals and staff members were all shocked.

The fact that Prince Yunchuan brought his own rations and 100,000 soldiers here was clearly Sima Zhao's intention. Your Majesty should have taken precautions before the disaster occurred. How could you just go with the flow and invite a wolf into the house?

All the generals opposed it, and two aides even knelt on the spot to protest.

Pei Jue just said: "I have made up my mind."
-
This incident caused quite a stir in the Dayong military camp.

Xiaoman heard this from Zuo Zhong and also shook her head at Feng Yun.

"My lady, why is His Majesty acting a little weird?"

"What's strange about that?" Feng Yun asked back.

Xiaoman rubbed her empty head, trying to shake out some knowledge from her brain, but she was such a simple person that she couldn't understand what these men with lofty ideas were doing no matter how hard she tried.

"Do you think the prince is really here to help?"

Xiaoman still holds on to the affection she had for Chunyu Yan back then with Hua Xi, and doesn't like to think badly of him.

Feng Yun laughed when she heard that.

Where is the help?

It's clearly causing more trouble.

However, the world is already in such chaos, everyone has ambitions, and he is no exception.

“He just won’t give up.”

"Give up?" Xiaoman was puzzled, "To the queen?"

Feng Yun laughed and shook his head to deny it.

"What do you think that whip represents?"

Xiaoman was stunned. "Isn't a soft whip a whip? What else can it represent?"

Feng Yun didn't say anything.

Xiaoman's eyes widened with curiosity. "The queen took the whip from Prince Yunchuan, and the queen gave it to Prince Yunchuan. Prince Yunchuan is now giving the whip to the queen..."

She twirled her fingers this way and that, this way and that, and shook her head.

"I still don't understand. If Prince Yunchuan had bad intentions, why would Your Majesty agree to this?"

Feng Yun smiled slightly and motioned for her to sit down.

"Let me ask you, what is the most stable thing..."

Xiaoman: "What? Love?"

Feng Yun shook his head, "No, it's about interests."

Xiaoman understood this time.

It is in the common interest of Your Majesty and Prince Yunchuan to deal with Xiao Cheng together.

She sighed, and there was confusion and regret in her pure eyes.

"Madam, tell me, why is it that the more capable people are, the less willing they are to settle down?"

Feng Yun thought about it.

"Because people with ability have the ability to be restless."

"Ah?" Xiaoman was confused.

Feng Yun smiled, "Once you have tasted power, you can't let it go. It's like rolling a snowball. If you want to live long, you can only keep rolling it, making it bigger and bigger. Even if you know... the snow will melt when the sky clears, you still won't stop."

"Oh." Xiaoman glanced at Feng Yun silently.

My wife is also a capable person.

But my wife is very well-behaved.

The corners of Feng Yun's mouth curled up.

"Well, good words can't persuade a damned ghost. Let him go."

She returned the whip to Chun Yuyan with good intentions, of course. She wanted to persuade him to let go of his unwillingness and persistence, to protect the stability of Yunchuan for a hundred years, and not to get involved in the war and let the land be trampled by the flames of war...

However, with such a vast country under our feet, who can convince whom? (End of this chapter)