Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 593 Finale ()

It's natural to act like a rogue.

He is still the same Chun Yu Yan.

Feng Yun snorted: "No wonder..."

"What's the wonder?"

"You are so shameless."

In fact, Feng Yun hasn't cursed anyone for a long time.

As a queen, it was harder than climbing to heaven to find someone to challenge her. Whenever she encountered something, she didn't need to change her face, someone would kneel down and beg for mercy immediately. Everyone was obedient to her, but when someone came out of nowhere, her temper was immediately brought out.

Chun Yuyan chuckled.

"Then may I shamelessly ask, Madam, for a moment's notice?"

Feng Yun stared at him without saying anything.

Chunyu Yan is not the old eunuch Xiang Zhong. If fooling around doesn't work, he'll use intimidation, which always works.

This person is stubborn and will not listen to anything when he gets mad. He won't recognize his relatives and nothing you say will help.

Feng Yun suppressed his smile and said, "There is light above our heads and the earth under our feet. Is there anything that cannot be said here? Prince Yunchuan, if you have anything to say, just speak directly. I am listening."

Chunyu Yan raised his hand lightly, signaling the soldiers around to disperse, and pointed to the courtyard with an open gate on the street.

"Mother, please."

At this moment, Feng Yun's expression changed with shock.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Chun Yuyan may have one thousand and eight burrows...

The carriage drove into the courtyard and Chunyu Yan gave instructions to Xiang Zhong.

"No one is allowed to approach without my permission."

Xiang Zhong responded, "Yes."
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In fact, Feng Yun is not afraid of Chunyu Yan.

She didn't want to see him just to avoid "ambiguity". Although she was reborn without so many moral shackles of a chaste husband and a loyal wife, she already had a husband and a son, and Ruibao was still the current crown prince. Even if she was not afraid of what people said, she still had a child.

Over the years, she has become much more restrained in her behavior and is careful with her words and actions, not giving people any room for criticism.

This is why she didn't want to see Chun Yu Yan.

But the two of them sat opposite each other in the living room, like old friends, and she didn't think there was anything awkward about it.

In the subtle silence, the air stagnated for a long time.

She was gorgeous, with fair skin and dark, bright eyes. She stared at people without showing any emotion, and Chun Yuyan understood...

This woman is his burial place.

He said, "Let's talk."

Where to start?
say what?
Feng Yun said, "Didn't the king ask me to come? I heard what the king said."

Chun Yuyan's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled as if chatting, "You have changed a lot."

Feng Yun looked back calmly, "You too."

Chun Yuyan: "I'm not joking."

Feng Yun: "Me too."

Chunyu Yan:......

Feng Yun looked at each other indifferently.

That's what she thought.

Chunyu Yan's change was not external, nor was it caused by changing into a more sinister and frightening mask.

But that feeling, that momentum, is more fascinating than before...

Feng Yun felt it the moment she entered the room and sat down.

The sharp profile and gloomy eyes, it seems that this person has been stabbed countless times, leaving countless marks. The eyes are not as clear as before, but become more cruel and sharper...

Chunyu Yan was also bad in the past.

It's obviously bad.

Now there is nothing bad about him...

But it has more power to "destroy others".

Feng Yun sorted out his thoughts and sat steadily, looking relaxed and at ease.

"King Yunchuan was willing to use force to invite me here. It can't be as simple as just having tea and reminiscing about the past, right?"

Chun Yu Yan just smiled.

His black hair was tied into a jade crown, and his loose robe showed his elegance. His eyes were fixed on her, and his pupils were as clear as autumn water, as if he had regained some of his old appearance.

"I heard that the queen is very concerned about my health?"

Feng Yun was stunned and also laughed.

"I don't care. It's just polite words. Prince Yunchuan, don't worry about it."

Chunyu Yan said "oh" but was not angry.

It wasn't the first day they met. Feng Yun had said so many more hurtful things than this, and he remembered them all.

Chun Yu Yan really wanted to tear the smile off her face.

"Then I'll answer your politeness."

"Oh?"

"I am not so good."

Feng Yun glanced at his gorgeous cloud-patterned loose clothes and raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Is it because you have too much money?"

Chun Yuyan smiled silently.

"My lady knows. You understand."

The corners of Feng Yun's lips twitched slightly, then closed again subconsciously.

She understood what Chunyu Yan meant.

This was so bizarre that she couldn't believe it, and even after Yao Ru confirmed it again and again, she still couldn't believe it. It was ridiculous...

"So many years."

She sighed, "It's not cured yet?"

"Yes, it's been so many years. Isn't that strange?" Chun Yuyan stared at her. "There are many women in the palace. If I want, I can change one every day."

Feng Yun: “Did you do that?”

Chun Yuyan did not answer.

Sometimes, he was willing to keep her in suspense and wait for her to ask.

But Feng Yun obviously didn't have that much patience. Seeing him remain silent, she bowed slightly and for the first time, sincerely apologized to him for what happened that year.

"I was young at that time, and I was a little too harsh. I didn't foresee the consequences, and it was wrong of me to bring trouble to the king."

Chun Yuyan: "Is this the end?"

Feng Yun was silent for a moment. "If it was property, I could still compensate you. But as for the king's illness, I'm sorry I can't do anything."

"If you really want to, how can you not make up for it?" Chun Yuyan narrowed his eyes, looked at her delicate face, her waist which was still narrow after giving birth to a child, and sneered. "Feng Twelve, do you know what I think about every time I see you?"

The old name touches the heart.

The fiery and ardent gaze, like a knife that seemed to peel off her clothes, along with the faint fragrance in the air, made Feng Yun's heart beat faster suddenly.

"What do you think? It's none of my business."

Chun Yuyan slowly curved his lips, leaned forward to look at her jokingly, stared into her eyes, and said meaningfully, "Maybe, if I get it once, the disease will be cured."

Feng Yun's expression changed slightly.

He still looked at her without changing his expression.

"You will be upset if you can't get it. Once you get it, you will find that it is nothing special..." There seemed to be fire burning in his eyes, "Feng Twelve, please give me one chance? Please."

"King Yunchuan, be careful with your words!"

Feng Yun's face turned cold and he glanced out the window.

"The camp is busy, and His Majesty is waiting for me to return. If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will not accompany you."

With that said, she stood up to leave.

Chun Yu Yan stretched out a hand to stop her.

Feng Yun's face darkened slightly: "What else do you want to teach me, Your Majesty?"

"Where is Mingdi?" Chunyu Yan asked.

His eyes were fixed on her, unscrupulous.

Feng Yun felt somewhat uncomfortable all over.

It had been a long time since she became the queen and had not been looked at like this...

No one dared to act rashly in front of her.

Chunyu Yan dared.

He was not afraid of Pei Jue, or even anyone else.

He is just a fearless madman...

This time, he dared to gamble Yunchuan’s century-old foundation, so what else was there that he dared not do?

Feng Yun: "The gift from the king must be carefully preserved. How can I carry it with me?"

Chun Yuyan chuckled, "Why don't you blink when you lie?"

Feng Yun: "Why should I blink?"

Chun Yuyan stared at her, "You are lying."

Feng Yun: "..."

Chun Yuyan: "Is it lost?"

Feng Yun was not actually lost.

That thing is so exquisitely made, it would be a shame to throw it away.
But she didn't take it with her when she left Xinjing.

"It's good that you didn't lose it." Chun Yu Yan seemed to see through her, or maybe Feng Yun had worn him out so much that he lost his temper, so even if she really lost it in the toilet, he could still remain calm.

"Take it." He produced another one from somewhere, still made of fine iron, small at both ends and large in the middle, in the shape of a date.

Seeing Feng Yun in a daze, he lowered his head, took her hand, held the whistle hole in his mouth, blew gently, and said: "It can be used as a whistle, or as a signal arrow. Feng Twelve, I will be here when you need me."

Feng Yun felt a warm sensation in her heart, as if ants were crawling on her body.

That kind of gaze and that kind of affection should not appear on Chun Yu Yan, nor should she have to bear it.

"Sorry, I don't need..."

Before he finished speaking, Chun Yu Yan's eyes changed.

The tenderness and affection just now turned into extreme coldness in an instant, and every word he spoke was full of mockery.

"You owe me so much, what will happen if you give in to me this time?"

Feng Yun: "When did I owe you anything?"

Chun Yuyan: "You just apologized."

Feng Yun was silent.

Chun Yuyan's eyes softened again.

"You just bully me. You know how I treat you, and you know...if I use force, you won't be able to escape. If I were a little more ruthless...your child was born to me, not Pei Wangzhi."

Feng Yun sneered.

As he sneered fiercely, she sneered but felt a little bit reluctant.

This is a particularly strange thing.

In the past seven long years, she almost forgot everything about Chun Yu Yan, but when they met again, every little detail of the past came to her mind clearly.

Especially the night at Tujiawu Fort, which is still fresh in my memory.

He said, "Help me, Feng Twelve..."

"You can bully me too."

"Feng Twelve, I feel so uncomfortable."

He was always losing his temper and cursing, extremely arrogant, yet humble like an abandoned kitten or puppy. He always wanted to beg her and please her, just to have her stroke his fur.

That was the most profound scene in all her memories of Chun Yu Yan.

At this moment, the person standing in front of him was King Yunchuan.

But his expression and movements seemed to have come from the third year of Xinghe. He was still proud, handsome, and looked at her intently and eagerly, just wanting her to stroke his fur.

"Feng Twelve."

His eyes were red and he called her.

"Feng Twelve, can't you say something nice?"

Feng Yun suddenly lowered her head, looked at her toes and laughed.

Chun Yuyan is really good-looking and likes to pretend to be handsome in order to seduce her...

pity……

There is no fate.

Feng Yun's mind became active for a moment, but his face was solemn and cold. He didn't give him any extra warmth and bowed.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."

She had no intention of getting entangled, so she folded the mingdi into her palm, bowed to him, called Xiaoman and walked out.

As she took a step, she looked at the soldiers on both sides. She was actually a little hesitant and nervous...

She was afraid that Chunyu Yan would force her to stay again.

Although they were in Dan County City right now, if Chun Yuyan really wanted to do something to her, she and her men would not be a match for him...

No matter how fast Pei Jue came, he could only collect her body.

However, Chunyu Yan did not stop it.

He stood there under the eaves of the courtyard wall, watching her leave with a cold expression, gradually disappearing, as if he was crushing the petals blooming in spring one by one before his eyes...