Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun was slightly surprised.

But she was not excited. She looked at Puyang Yi quietly, waiting for what would happen next.

Puyang Yi told her the important things that happened outside.

"Yunniang, my brother and I don't believe you will rebel."

She was talking about her and her brother.

There's something interesting here.

Not including the eldest princess.

If Puyang Yi does this, he will be under tremendous pressure.

"Thank the prince for me." Feng Yun smiled and refused: "Pingyuan, I can't let you get into trouble."

"Don't say that. You took care of my brother back then, so I should return the favor..." She lowered her head again, choking with sobs, "It's just that our abilities are too limited. If he hadn't suddenly shown mercy, I wouldn't have been able to find you..."

There is never a shortage of affectionate and righteous people in this world.

Before today, Feng Yun and Puyang Zong had not had any contact for many years.

She sighed a little and held Puyang Yi's hand, "You have done enough. Let's go, don't come again. You and your husband and wife will have to live together in the future, don't make it difficult for you because of me..."

It would be better not to say this.

Upon hearing this, Puyang Yi's eyes became wet.

He shook his head, his smile was uglier than crying.

"From now on, I'm afraid we won't be able to get along with each other anymore."

With a self-deprecating laugh, she asked Feng Yun, "Mother Yun, do you know why I have been childless for so many years?"

Feng Yun was shocked, "Why?"

"For years, he has been taking medication secretly..."

Feng Ying was right just now. In order to find out Feng Yun's whereabouts, she really tried her best to please Wen Xingsu these days, eating and sleeping with him, and being extremely gentle...

Wen Xingsu treated her as usual, gentle and kind, just like an ordinary couple, doing whatever was necessary. Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would even work harder than before, or perhaps he felt guilty and treated her better than before.

That's how Puyang Yi was able to enter his private area and see the medicines...

Feng Yun was shocked when he heard this.

madman.

It turns out that Wen Xingsu is the madman.

Who could have imagined that such a gentlemanly and upright person could be so crazy secretly, crazy to others and to himself.

Puyang Yi wiped her tears, looked back at the closed door, grabbed Feng Yun's arm, and suddenly became anxious, "Let's not talk about these things for now. If we have the opportunity in the future, we can talk about it in detail..."

After saying this, she turned around and called a maid.

"Ayun is about the same size as you. Put on her clothes and I'll take you out... My brother is waiting outside. Let's find a way to leave here first..."

Feng Yun did not move because she knew who Wen Xingsu was.

It's cold and cold.

We may not be able to get her out, and the Puyang brothers and sisters might die here.

"Pingyuan, I don't need your help..."

Puyang Yi's face froze, and her voice suddenly turned cold, "Feng Yun, what are you thinking?"

Feng Yun was startled.

She said sternly, "You know my husband is obsessed with you, why are you still here? Can't you please be kind? Stay away from us, okay? Without you, he will like me and let me give birth to his child..."

She growled, tears bursting out of her eyes.

The maid named Ayun came over and undressed in front of Feng Yun, looking very nervous.

Feng Yun knew what these girls were going through at the moment.

She finally nodded, changed her clothes, and followed Puyang Yi out...

Several guards were at the door. Feng Yun lowered his head, looking at his toes, and was very calm.

Puyang Yi, on the contrary, was a little nervous. After walking a few steps out of the door, she grabbed Feng Yun's wrist.

"Go get the horses."

She came here on horseback today.

The horses were at the hitching posts outside the door.

Feng Yun glanced at him with his peripheral vision, and his heartbeat quickened...

She hadn't walked out of the yard for a long time and hadn't breathed such fresh air for a long time.

She nodded, suppressed her excitement, and turned around...

Then, the blood seemed to freeze.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Xingsu was standing under the bare willow tree outside the courtyard. He was not wearing armor, but a dark blue robe and a dragon-slaying sword. He looked like a scholar who had walked out of a painting, handsome and gentle, like a breeze from the mountains.

"Go back." He looked at Feng Yun, "Be obedient."

Feng Yun stood there and looked at him.

Wen Xingsu's eyes were calm, without a trace of fluctuation.

It was still the same face, still the same person, but Feng Yun recognized him less and less.

The elder brother in the previous life was not like this, the one who fought for her on the battlefield, argued with Xiao Cheng to make her his queen, the good uncle who lifted Qu'er up high and sat him on his shoulders with a smile on his face, was not like this...

His elder brother, his relatives, stayed in the previous life.

The person in front of me is not the one in my heart——

"Let her go." Puyang Yi's voice was dull, as if something was blocking her throat, and she was a little choked.

"You've kept her locked up for a long time, get her out of this damn place!"

She yelled.

He roared his dissatisfaction to Wen Xingsu in a trembling voice.

Wen Xingsu didn't look at her, but stared at Feng Yun's calm face with his eyes narrowed.

"Yaoyao, you can't leave. You know that."

Feng Yun said nothing.

Puyang Yi suddenly laughed, and the giggles were like her heart being torn apart. The more she laughed, the more painful it felt, and the more painful it felt, the more she laughed.

"Wen Xingsu, you are so ridiculous. Why are you so ridiculous?"

Amid her laughter, no one could see the struggle in her eyes.

I only saw her suddenly raise her chin, with a dagger that she had taken out at some point in her hand, and the sharp tip of the knife against her neck.

Knife in hand.

The hands are shaking slightly.

"let her go!"

Wen Xingsu finally looked at her, "Pingyuan. Are you threatening me?"

"Wen Xingsu, I told you to let her go, did you hear me? I don't want this woman to come between us... If you still consider me your wife, just let her go!"

"Pingyuan." Wen Xingsui fixed his eyes on the dagger in Puyang Yi's hand and walked towards her slowly. "Give me the knife..."

"Let her go!" Puyang Yi's face turned strangely pale, the golden hairpin on her black hair swayed, not only her hands were shaking, her voice was trembling as well, and there was a kind of almost desperate sadness in her eyes as she stared at Wen Xingsu.

"Don't come over here. Otherwise, I will kill myself."

Wen Xingsu stopped and stared at her coldly, saying in a gentle voice, "Don't make trouble. If there is anything, let's talk about it when we get home."

go home……

Where do they have a home?

Puyang Yi laughed softly and tightened his grip on the knife.

The neck was injured and blood was flowing out.

But she ignored it and turned around and yelled at Feng Yun.

"Get out! Get on that horse and get away... I don't want to see you again. I don't want to see you again in this life..."

Feng Yun glanced at her.

Those eyes were determined, angry, sad, and crazy...

It was as if she wanted to pour out all her emotions.

The opportunity cannot be missed! Seeing that Wen Xingsu's attention was attracted by the scar on Puyang Yi's neck, she quickly stepped forward, pulled the reins, jumped on the horse, quickly turned the horse's head, and galloped towards the unknown path ahead.

Wen Xingsu came to his senses and was shocked.

"Stop her."

A group of guards rushed over.

Wen Xingsui didn't look at Puyang Yi again. He grabbed a horse, mounted it and started chasing.

Puyang Yi called him from behind, "Come back! Wen Xingsu, if you don't look back, I will die here, I will die in front of you..."

Wen Xingsu ignored it.

"you come back--"

Puyang Yi's voice was filled with despair and unwillingness. She roared and used all her strength to call back her husband. However, Wen Xingsu did not stop. His horse's hooves followed the direction Feng Yun left and went farther and farther away...

The bright sunset was just above the eaves, so dazzling that Puyang Yi could not open her eyes.

Looking at the man's back, tears flowed.

"If I die, my mother will no longer trust you or support you, and you will never get what you want, never get it..."

Wen Xingsui paused for a moment.

In that brief moment, he seemed to feel something...

Then, he chased after Feng Yun without looking back.

Puyang Yi smiled and cried, and the tears rolled down her face madly.

If he hadn't paused for a moment, she might not have felt so much pain.

That moment of hesitation made her extremely painful.

He knows it all.

Knowing what she would do, and predicting her death.

He knew the consequences, but he didn't hesitate.

His future and her life can be thrown away.

In order to get Feng Yun...

You don’t have to do with these.

"I will make you regret it... You will regret it..."

Be willful again.

I have been willful for half my life, and the changes I made because of him are nothing if I change them back...

She is still the crazy and desperate Lady of Pingyuan County who would rather die than live in disgrace, and she is still the playboy who will not let others live well unless they let her live well.

The sharp tip of the knife pierced into the neck without hesitation.

Blood gushed out, instantly dyeing her clothes red.

But she felt no pain, because the pain in her heart had long surpassed that of her body.

Her heart aches so much.

The pain was so severe that I almost forgot to breathe.

The sun is about to set, why is it still so hot...

Her eyes were blurred, and she seemed to see her miserable life. All the things she had done for men were like bubbles, all shattered...

"Plains—"

Puyang Zong came running from a distance.

Seeing this scene, his eyes were wide open.

"Brother..." Puyang Yi's lips moved, and he slowly fell down.

The sound of the dagger falling was sharp and piercing.

With tears in her eyes, she stretched out her hand towards Puyang Zong.

"Hug me. Brother, hug me. I'm so cold..."

"Yier! Yier! Yier! Don't scare me, don't scare my brother..." Puyang Zong knelt down beside her, trying to hug her with trembling hands.

It's all blood.

It's all blood...

The neck, shoulders, and arms were all covered in blood.

Puyang tried to cover her face but failed and his hand was red.

"Brother..." Puyang Yi looked at her brother, her relative, tears flowing like a stream, "Brother... I'm sorry... The man I love... killed Awan, whom you love..."

Puyang was stunned.

After a moment of hesitation, he screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Don't talk, don't talk..."

He was excited and trembling, hugging Puyang Yi and shouting wildly.

"Call the imperial physician—quickly call the imperial physician—"

"Imperial Physician...save my sister..."

Puyang Yi's eyes were dazed and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

She was awake.

I clearly know that I am about to leave.

Brother...

Mother...

If she was just the naive Princess of Pingyuan, and my brother was just a carefree teacher in Huaxi Village, and they were not involved in power or war, then... right now, should they be busy preparing New Year's goods and happily welcoming the New Year?

Lanterns, firecrackers, rice cakes...

Those simple and warm days are distant and empty.

"Brother, tell mother that I can no longer honor her..."

"My life... I have lived it, but it feels like I haven't lived it... It's meaningless..."

She repeated this sentence.

It was as if he was making the final judgment on himself.

"It's meaningless... I... It's meaningless..."

Her life is meaningless.

Her life is also insignificant...

That person doesn't care.

"Yier..."

Puyang looked up at the sky and burst into tears.

"Why are you so stupid..."

Full of blood.

She won't breathe.

I won't answer him either.

He wouldn't call her brother, wouldn't scold her, and wouldn't complain about him to his mother...

"Yier..."

The long howl carried an indescribable sense of unwillingness.

Heartbreaking.

He didn't even know whether these tears were shed for Puyang Yi or for himself...
-
Wen Xingsu stopped.

He glanced back.

I saw blood, and I also saw that Puyang Yi was wearing the deerskin boots that Ying Rong had made for her when they got married.

He had hunted the deerskin himself, and after the shoes were made, she had been reluctant to wear them. Just now, she stepped in a pool of her own blood, and they were stained black and red.

He felt as if he had been stabbed.

In the heart, the softest and most painful place.

He grabbed the reins, turned around, and ran back subconsciously...

Will not.

She would not commit suicide.

People who often throw tantrums and threaten to kill themselves...

How can I die so easily?
He wanted to go back and take a look, but the horse hooves in the distance were entangling his heart again, like a myriad of threads, entangling him, getting tighter and tighter...

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

It was only a moment, but it seemed like a long tug of war.

He couldn't wait any longer, couldn't wait any longer, couldn't turn back.

There's no going back.

"drive!"

The horse galloped out and he went farther and farther away.

There was no light in Puyang Yi's eyes, but she could hear the sound of horse hooves...

Hey hey...

Ta-da-da…

Disappeared.

ended.

She slowly closed her eyes.
-
Before it gets completely dark, the moon has already risen into the sky, as if it can't wait to peek at the world.

Feng Yun didn't know that Puyang Yi had passed away.

She ran vigorously, and suddenly took out the whistling arrow given by Chunyu Yan from her sleeve...

This kind of whistle arrow needs to be shot into the sky with a bow and arrow, and it will make a sound during flight, which can be used as a signal or warning.

But Chunyu Yan gave her something different...

The most ingenious thing about it is that if you put it in your mouth and blow it with the airflow, it can make a long whistle that can be heard from far away...

That’s what Feng Yun did.

Ming Di was useless when she was imprisoned in that heavily guarded courtyard, but now she has escaped...

Chun Yuyan said, "I will be here when you need me."

She had no hope.

Wen Xingsu's troops are stationed nearby, so Chun Yuyan can't possibly show up...

But the sound can bring her comfort and hope...

咀！

A shrill sound suddenly pierced the night sky.

The horse ran very fast, and Feng Yun blew the whistling arrow while running.

She wanted to get as far away from the rebels' territory as possible. The wind was cool, blowing her hair up, but she was sweating all over, soaking her back.

Feng Yun was completely unaware. His entire body was numb from the horse's galloping, and his legs and hips were shaken so much that they felt as if they were not his own.

There was a river ahead, she didn't know where she was running to, but there was no road, only a figure on horseback, standing quietly by the water.

I don’t know how long I waited, but I felt cold all over.

A faint light fell vaguely into his eyes, and he was reflected on the water, glowing coldly under the moonlight, as if endowed with some complex and profound emotions - was it expectation, determination, or an indescribable tenderness?

Feng Yun felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.

The air around seemed to freeze.

"Waist waist."

Wen Xingsu was shrouded in cold air, facing her from a distance, and walked slowly towards her as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Feng Yun hesitated for only a moment before turning his horse around and leaving...

In the distance, there was a mass of soldiers, in neat formation, wearing armor and holding sharp weapons. They were like the shadows cast by the mountains, pressing in from all directions.

She was like a little crab that had gotten into an iron barrel, with nowhere to go except to surrender to the man behind her...

Feng Yun stood there, her feet seemed to be fixed by the frozen soil.

Only those eyes were fixed on Wen Xingsu.

Stubborn, not showing any sign of weakness.

"My dear, don't run away. We won't hurt you." Shentu Jiong stood in the crowd and advised her with a sigh.

He is Wen Xingsu's good brother. He has practically watched Feng Yun grow up. He has seen them become close siblings and value each other more than their lives. He has also seen them become enemies until now...

Feng Yun ignored him.

She stared at Wen Xingsu, her pale face devoid of blood, a thick mist floating in her eyes. She just stood there quietly between heaven and earth.

"Waist waist."

Wen Xingsu looked at her without any emotion on his face.

"Go back with me."

Feng Yun: “Dream on.”

Wen Xingsu: "Don't hate me. I'm still your trusted brother. Let's stay the same as before, okay?"

Feng Yun gritted her teeth secretly and stared at him stubbornly.

I didn't say I hated him, but the deep and unresolvable disappointment and determination was far greater than hatred...

Wen Xingsu's eyes turned cold.

"One day, you will understand me... Come on. Come back with me..."

His voice became a little colder.

It's not a discussion, it's an order.

If she didn't leave, the soldiers would take her back.

Feng Yun looked towards him, and heard a sharp whistle in his ears...

Her shoulders trembled.

The sound was the same as the sound of the arrows she made.

The same.

Almost at the same time as the whistle sounded, there were sharp shouts of killing not far away, and the sound of horse hooves, like a huge army stepping on the waves...

The noisy sound of horse hooves excited Feng Yun.

"drive--"

She subconsciously ran in the direction where the sound came from.

"Everyone be careful, don't hurt anyone by mistake!"

It was Sang Jiao who was beside Chunyu Yan. He shouted loudly, and when he saw Feng Yun, he shouted in surprise.

"It's the empress!"

"Don't be afraid, my queen. The king has brought his troops to rescue you."

Feng Yun didn't say anything, nor did she have time to say anything. She just ran forward. Wen Xingsu was right beside her, only three meters away from her...

Whoosh!
A sharp arrow passed by.

Feng Yun was startled and looked back.

Wen Xingsu caught up with him.

He was about to catch up with her.

She felt a little desperate, so she tightened the reins and ran towards the river bank...

The horse seemed to sense something as well, and it leaped up into the air...

Feng Yun couldn't stop his momentum, and his whole body tilted, looking like he was about to fall out.

"Be careful!" A low voice suddenly came from the side. The familiar voice came from the chaotic army without any teasing. The moment she rose from the horse's back...

He leaped into the air, caught her with his long arms, sat back on his horse, and galloped forward...

The whole process was smooth and incredibly fast.

Feng Yun sat firmly on his horse's back, and finally came back to his senses from the thrilling experience.

"Chun Yuyan!"

"hold me!"

Chun Yuyan rode his horse at full speed, his cold mask flashing a chilling light in the moonlight. He held Feng Yun in his right hand and held the reins tightly in his left hand. His cloak was blown far away by the wind. He looked arrogant and indifferent, like a prince charming who had just emerged from a bloody massacre. However, blood had already soaked his embroidered clothes on one side of his shoulder...

Feng Yun glanced back.

He used force to straighten her head.

"Sit tight! Escape is the most important thing."

Feng Yun looked at his face with a complicated look in her eyes.

"You didn't bring any soldiers?"

"Yes, twenty people."

"..."

This area is controlled by the Andu Army. If he wants to bring a large army in, it will inevitably alert Wen Xingsu.

Feng Yun noticed that the place where she was touching him was getting wet, so she reached out and pinched his clothes a few times.

"Don't touch me!" Chun Yuyan stopped her in a low voice, "You woman."

Feng Yun's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

"Did you swim here?"

Chunyu Yan hummed and didn't say much.

"Don't be moved. This is what an adulterer does."

“……” Feng Yun didn’t know what to say.

In life-and-death situations, bickering would seem ridiculous.

Chun Yu Yan gave her a faint smile, held her waist and held her tightly in his arms.

"Gee!" As fast as a sword being drawn from its sheath.

Behind, Yin You, Sang Jiao and others, with a dozen Yunchuan warriors, were covering their retreat and fighting with the Andu army, but they were isolated and weak and could not withstand the offensive of Wen Xingsu's army.

Sangiove fell to the ground.

The sword fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"My king... run..."

Chun Yu Yan looked back and gritted his teeth.

"drive!"

"King Yunchuan——"

Wen Xingsu chased after him relentlessly and warned him sternly.

"Leave her here and I'll spare your life."

Chunyu Yan rode his horse as fast as an arrow, galloping forward in the cold wind, and he did not forget to mock Wen Xingsu with a cold laugh.

"I also want to die with Yaoyao."

Wen Xingsui raised his bow and arrow, watching the two people on horseback hugging each other tightly, like a shadow passing by, then put down the bow, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and shouted, "Gee—"

Chunyu Yan rode a good horse.

But when two people ride together, they will always be a little slower.

Wen Xingsui's troops were getting closer and closer, and the neighing and roaring sounds were just around the corner.

This reminded Feng Yun of the year when she was sent to Jinying by Feng Jingting and Wen Xingsu secretly crossed the Huai River to save her. At that time, her elder brother was willing to sacrifice his life for him...

As time goes by…

The person you trust and rely on the most has become your most terrifying and feared nightmare.

The sky is howling.

The north wind is howling.

The horses raised their hooves.

The wound on Chun Yuyan's shoulder was bright red.

"Chun Yuyan." Feng Yun's voice was slightly hoarse, "Put me down and run for your life."

Chun Yuyan sneered, "Am I afraid of death?"

Feng Yun knew that this man was as stubborn as a madman, so she softened her voice, "If he catches up with me, he won't kill me, but he will kill you... Let's go. As long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood."

Chun Yuyan sneered.

Arrogant and willful.

This is something Feng Yun has never seen before...

He lowered his head to her neck and spoke in an almost light tone.

"Feng Twelve, you feel sorry for me."

"You're afraid I'll die."

"You are reluctant to let me die."

The horses whizzed past and his laughter fell into Feng Yun's ears, making his hair stand on end and his scalp tingle.

What is he thinking about at this time?
"Life is more important." She grabbed Chun Yu Yan's arm and tried to persuade her.

Unexpectedly, Chun Yuyan suddenly hugged her tightly, suddenly smiled and took off the mask on his face, and threw it hard towards Wen Xingsu behind him...

Then, at lightning speed, he turned Feng Yun's face and kissed her on the cheek.

Kiss her in front of Wen Xingsu.

The breath is hot and the eyes are like deep pools.

"I'll find you first this time. Feng Twelve."

"This is your compensation to me."

Feng Yun was shocked——

There was no time to speak or react, the warmth on his cheeks was still there, Chunyu Yan had already drawn out the Broken Jade Sword, jumped off the horse, and slapped the horse's butt hard.

"Zhuifeng, take her to find Pei Jue!"

The horse felt the force, neighed, and ran forward.

Feng Yun leaned over to grab the reins, but failed. He held the saddle tightly with both hands and turned back to yell.

"Chun Yuyan, you lunatic!"

She cried out in a mournful voice.

Chunyu Yan didn't look back, but just raised his arm and waved at her, then rushed towards Wen Xingsui with his sword in front of him.

"If you want Feng Twelve, why don't you ask my sword if I agree?"

He openly challenged others and was extremely arrogant.

"Wen Xingsu, if you are a man, dismount. Let's fight to the death."

Wen Xingsui held the Zhan Jiao sword tightly, his voice was deep and cold.

"Stop King Yunchuan——"

He pulled the reins and was about to leave, intending to pass him and chase Feng Yun, but Chunyu Yan would not give him a chance. He suddenly pulled off the whip tied around his waist and rolled it hard towards the horse's legs...

It’s Qiu Tong.

After Feng Yun was taken away by Wen Xingsui, everyone said that Feng Yun had rebelled against Pei Jue.

Chun Yuyan was happy at first, but then he found Qiu Tong in the Dayong military camp...

How could Feng Shier rebel when he didn't even take away the whip he gave him?

This woman has no heart for him, but she is absolutely serious about good things…

It is possible for her to abandon Pei Cong, but it is impossible for her to abandon Qiu Tong.

"Suffer to death."

Qiu Tong was very resilient, and it seemed as if she had eyes in his hands...

The war horse neighs.

Wen Xingsu was caught off guard and was attacked by surprise, falling off his horse.

Chun Yu Yan laughed loudly, not afraid of being outnumbered by the enemy. He wielded the soft whip and broken jade, dancing like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, impenetrable.

The moonlight was like a wash, falling on his handsome face, like a banished immortal who had descended to earth, noble and cold...

A group of Andu Army soldiers rushed over and were stunned when they saw King Yunchuan under the moon.

Chunyu Yan is so handsome.

It's so surprising.

The soldiers were in disbelief.

Who doesn't know that King Yunchuan is a cruel, ruthless, and terrifying pervert?
She wears a mask all year round, but she is not ugly at all, but has a stunning beauty?

He is so handsome that he doesn't look like a human, he doesn't look like a normal person, he is so beautiful that it defies nature, his smile is enough to overshadow everything in the world...

"Chun Yuyan!"

Feng Yun had no way to control the running Zhuifeng, so he turned back and shouted, "Go!"

"Go! Don't be ungrateful."

The whistling sound of the wind came sharply into my ears.

The sky was high, and the stars and the moon made the man look extremely beautiful. The autumn pupils in his hands seemed to be covered with a halo. His long robe fluttered, and his whip flew diagonally, and he was gradually submerged in the crowd...

More and more soldiers surrounded them.

Spears, swords and guns were everywhere.

Puff! Wen Xingsui's dragon-slaying power was poured into his body...

Chunyu Yan paused, gritted his teeth, covered his chest, looked at the horses going away, and spoke in a long and laughing voice.

"In her heart... Wen Xingsu... You can't compare to me, you can't compare..."

Blood dripped from the tip of the knife that killed the dragon.

Wen Xingsui pointed at Chunyu Yan's neck and looked coldly in the direction where Feng Yun was walking away.

"Try and see if she cares about your life?"

The smell of blood came from the wind.

At this moment, Feng Yun couldn't tell whether he was more angry or disappointed.

Zhuifeng was very human-like. It seemed to be aware of something, or knew something. It slowly stopped, trotting its hooves back and forth on the shallow grass, making a shrill whistle.

It is calling for its master.

Feng Yun finally grabbed the reins, looked back at the long river under the moon, and slowly looked towards Wen Xingsu.

"Leave him alive, and I'll go with you."

She couldn't see Chunyu Yan's current situation, nor did she know how seriously he was injured.

But she should do this...

Otherwise, every step away with Zhuifeng will be torment for the rest of your life.

Wen Xingsui rode his horse towards her and extended his hand to her.

Feng Yun ignored him and walked straight past.

Wen Xingsu said: "You have affection and loyalty towards him."

Feng Yun said: "I have feelings and loyalty towards all those who are worthy."

Wen Xingsu stopped talking.

He knew that from now on, he was no longer worthy.

The wind is very loud by the river.

Shentu Jiong couldn't hear what they were saying, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

"My lord, the man is dying..."

Feng Yun’s body stiffened.

Wen Xingsu turned his head to look at her and sighed lightly.

"Carry him back. Don't let him die on the way. There are many wild dogs in troubled times."

Feng Yun watched quietly, with an almost numb expression on her face.

Several bodies were dragged out, and one was placed on the back of a horse.

The brocade satin was carefully woven with rare silk threads and was extremely gorgeous. The cloud patterns on the boots were outlined with gold threads, which showed the owner's noble status everywhere.

His face could not be seen. He was just lying on the horse's back with his long arms and legs, limp, blood flowing down his body, with no sign of life at all.

"Chun Yu Yan." she called out.

I thought the sound was very loud, but I couldn't hear it in my ears.

Like the buzz of a mosquito.

Even from such a distance, the smell of blood seemed to be right at the tip of my nose...

Wen Xingsu frowned, "Want to see him?"

Feng Yun did not answer. Her palms were tightly clasped around Mingdi, tears streaming down her face unconsciously. She was so silent.

The crowd is noisy, but the ears are empty.

Her eyes were out of focus.

Shouldn't blow it...

I shouldn't look for him...

Knowing you can't escape, why not give up.

Then, she swayed, tilted from the horse, and fell down...

"Waist!" Wen Xingsui stretched out his hand, and a thick layer of ice seemed to have formed on his calm and handsome face.

He hugged the man.

Just like the young man in the backyard of Feng’s house that year, who held the little girl whose clothes were half wet and who was shivering so weakly in his arms.

"Yaoyao, it's okay. Brother is here, brother is here."

He was at a loss, like a helpless teenager, and hurriedly carried her onto the horse.

"Your Majesty——"

The sound of horse hooves, accompanied by the scouts' shouts, came along the river bank.

It got closer and closer, and finally rolled down in front of Wen Xingsu.

There was a long arrow stuck in his back.

"... Your Majesty... Pei Jue... is coming to kill... "

Wen Xingsu lowered his head to glance at the person in his arms, his eyes gazing into the distance.

"Just in time."

He turned around and looked at Shentu Jiong, "Gather the troops and prepare for battle."

Shentu Jiong pursed his lips and glanced at Feng Yun.

She was light and thin, as if she was just a bag of bones.

"The last general takes orders."
-
The winter solstice of the eighth year of Jingning is a day that will be remembered in history.

There is a full moon in the sky, bright as silver.

The Dayong Army led by Pei Cong went up the Yangtze River and broke a long gap in the defense of the Andu Army.

He arrived faster than expected.

The flags fluttered in the night wind, the sound of horses' hooves never stopped, and the firelight illuminated the shadows of people, like rolling waves sweeping in.

During these days, the battle line between the two armies was very long, stretching from the Huai River to Andu County Prefecture.

For several years, Wen Xingsu studied Pei Jue's fighting style and formation, and deployed his troops to make full preparations for this battle.

The full moon in the sky was also quietly watching this thrilling battle.

The army shouted in unison.

Thousands of horses roared in unison.

The thick smoke from the torches seemed to light up the sky.

Spears, swords, shouts, madness. On the real battlefield, the soldiers are numb, like ants caught in a torrent, caught in the middle of the roaring flags, and under the excitement of the war drums, they follow the direction of the commander in groups...

"Kill! Kill!"

The shouts were deafening. Arrows flew everywhere, horses neighed, and in the smoke of war, the square formations were like locusts swarming across the sky...

Run, charge, and die.

The flag of the Andu Army fell first...

The heavy infantry's formation was in disarray, the shield soldiers were unable to withstand the waves of attacks, and the crossbows were running out of arrows...

The reinforcements from the Great Yong Army continued to arrive...

Even the gates of Xinjing City, which had been closed for nine months, were opened.

The guards in Xinjing City rushed out and responded to Pei Jue's army from afar.

Shentu Jiong took the lead, wiped the blood off his face, and ran to Wen Xingsu.

"My king, retreat, give up Andu!"

They had an army of more than 100,000, and they would look for a city with weak defenses, set up camp there first, and then make plans for the rest.

Shentu Jiong and Yang Qi both thought so.

"The formation has been broken through. We have no choice but to retreat..."

They also knew Pei Jue very well.

Even knows every way to defeat him.

Once the formation deforms and collapses, the elite cavalry of the Beiyong Army will penetrate, separate them, and annihilate them one by one...

"My king, let's go." Shentu Jiong shouted.

"We can't hold on anymore." Yang Qi was also very anxious.

Wen Xingsu did not move. He listened slowly to the thunderous sound of horse hooves and said calmly:

"Tell Pei Jue that I am willing to negotiate."

Shentu Jiong was stunned and looked at Yang Qi.

We should have talked about it a long time ago. We had the bargaining chips in our hands but kept putting it off. Now...

The big rock seemed to fall to the ground.

Another string was stretched tight.
-
The south gate of Andu City.

Ao Qi brought little Ruibao and stood on the top of the city wall, looking down.

Ruibao opened his eyes wide, looking for his parents in the crowd...

The light is too dim.

The distance is too far.

Xinjing’s moat is too wide.

He couldn't see clearly, so he kept standing on tiptoe.

"General Ao, will father win?"

"Yes." Ao Qi told her, his tone gentle and soft.

Three months ago, he became a father.

Now that I'm a father, holding Ruibao's hand again feels completely different than before.

"Your Majesty, please stand further away."

"I'm not afraid." Rui Bao leaned close to him, his eyes burning, lowered his voice, and winked at Ao Qi, "Mother said that big brother will protect me. With big brother around, I don't have to be afraid of anything."

Ao Qi was stunned.

Looking down at Ruibao's clear eyes, which showed complete trust, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.

Fortunately, he was not Wen Xingsu, and he did not stubbornly rush toward the road of no return.

He held Ruibao's little hand and smiled.

"Yes, I will protect your majesty."

Ruibao waved at him, and when Ao Qi bent down, Ruibao whispered in his ear, "In the future, I will let you become a high official, the biggest one!"

Ao Qi raised his head: ...
-
What Wen Xingsu called peace talks was to let Pei Cong go there alone.

One man, one horse, no attendants.

How is this different from committing suicide?

Ji You was the first to disagree, "That bastard is full of evil intentions, Your Majesty, please don't be fooled."

Others also spoke out to stop it.

The blazing beacon fire illuminated the sky.

Pei Jue, who was on horseback, calmly took off the heavy weapon from his waist and threw it away.

"I'll go."

"His Majesty!"

Everyone shouted in unison, their voices choked with sobs.

Ji You was so angry that the bones in his hands holding the knife made crackling sounds.

He cursed loudly and was about to rush forward on his horse to fight Wen Xingsu to the death.

Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand and stopped him.

He shook his head, "Your Majesty will make your own decision."

The sound struck heavily on everyone's heart.

In fact, they all know that they can't stop it.

Wen Xingsu was fearless because the Empress was in his hands.

As long as the Queen is here, Your Majesty will definitely go.

Pei Cong walked very fast.

Thousands of soldiers parted ways to make way for him.

Hold your breath and concentrate, and the world will be quiet.

Wen Xingsu's low laughter was particularly clear.

"Do you know what conditions I want? How dare you come here without even asking?"

Pei Jue paused for a moment and said, "I'll give you whatever you want."

Wen Xingsu asked: "What if I want your life?"

Pei Jue: "Give it to me too."

No hesitation, eyes firm.

He just stood there quietly, in the middle of the crowd, as if surrounded by thousands of soldiers.

He has also lost weight.

Just like Feng Yun in Wen Xingsu's arms.

His thin face was illuminated by the torchlight, looking haggard and tired, but his black eyes were dazzlingly bright.

Eyes facing each other.

Even though the distance between them was not too far, it seemed as if they could see through each other's thoughts.

They had been through hardships together, fought against foreign enemies back to back on the battlefield, and also blocked swords and guns for each other...

Some words don't need to be said much, they are from the heart.

Feng Yun has said more than once that Wen Xingsu is her family and the person she trusts the most.

For Wen Xingsu, she is inward-looking.

She would even exclude Pei Jue.

Wen Xingsu suddenly smiled, a bitter smile.

He knew that Pei Jue had always known about his feelings for Feng Yun, but he said nothing and still allowed him to hold a high position, give him a large number of troops, and let him have power and feel at ease...

From General Po Lu, General Long Xiang, to the Commander-in-Chief of all military forces at home and abroad.

From the Northern Yong Army, the Southern Yong Army, to the Eastern Yong Army...

It was Pei Cong who gradually fed his ambition.

Make him the only force in the court of Dayong that can compete with him.

Wen Xingsu slowly lowered his head, looking at the still unconscious woman in his arms. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was not talking about life and death, but some intoxicating love words.

"Very well, I'll take your life then."

He put his hands on Feng Yun's waist and looked at Pei Jue coldly, "Use your weapon to kill yourself."

The cold wind howled, brushing against the red tassel on his helmet.

Pei Jue looked at him, his eyes cold and penetrating the mist of the winter night.

"How can I fulfill your wish if Yunniang is not safe?"

Wen Xingsu smiled and said, "It seems that your feelings for her are just so-so."

Pei Jue: "I want to see her safe."

Wen Xingsu: "She will be safe when she sees your body."

Pei Jue looked at him silently and thought for a moment.

"All you want is the kingdom, and I'll give it to you."

Wen Xingsu smiled softly.

A gentle, familiar expression.

“You don’t even know what I want…”

Pei Ze: "That's not important."

No matter what a person does, he has to pay a price. Once he takes action, even if there are variables and the results are different from what he expected, he can only be swept up in it, like falling into a torrent, and he can't get out of it just because he wants to...

He glanced at Feng Yun and said, "I will immediately issue an imperial decree to abdicate. Once the imperial decree is issued, you will release the people."

"No. You don't need an imperial decree to be in power."

Wen Xingsu hugged Feng Yun a little tighter.

"I want you to die, die on the battlefield, die in front of her."

Pei Jue raised the Biyong sword and pointed it at him. The cold sword blade was chilling in the firelight.

"you swear."

Wen Xingsu: "Okay, I swear. If Pei Cong commits suicide on the battlefield, I will let Feng Yun return to the capital, reunite her and her son, and never commit any crime against Dayong in my life. If you break this oath, you will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Pei Cong met his gaze and said, "Okay."

He raised his arm and pulled out the sword bit by bit...

The movement is slow.

It was so slow that it seemed to tug at people’s hearts.

Clang! The Biyong sword was unsheathed, shining with cold light.

Everyone watched as Pei Cong made a sword flower and raised his sword...

"Your Majesty!" the troops cried out in grief.

puff!
A dagger was inserted into Wen Xingsu's chest.

Without any hesitation, firmly, decisively and silently.

Pei Jue looked at Wen Xingsu's face which suddenly changed color, and without even a hint of hesitation, he spurred his horse, raised his sword, and rushed forward.

"rush!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers shouted like mountains and rushed forward like the tide.

The cold wind bit my face, and the firelight seemed to turn into dim golden dots.

Wen Xingsui's body shook and he was about to fall off the horse.

At the moment of falling off the horse, he put his arm around Feng Yun's waist.

Habit, to prevent her from falling.

Feng Yun did not move. The dagger tightly held in his hand was the Jianshui given by Pei Jue...

Cut iron like clay.

The blade is light.

The dagger had been hidden on her body for a long time and had never left her body.

In fact, there had been many opportunities for her to stab it into Wen Xingsu's chest.

She didn't do that.

First, you can’t get away with it unscathed.

Second, there is no determination...

Until he saw Pei Cong's Biyong sword raised, blood was about to splatter on the spot.

She drew her sword without hesitation.

"Mother!"

Ruibao's call came from the distant city wall.

"Mother, I'm here to save you."

Feng Yun vaguely heard her son's voice, but when she looked up she could not see him.

She was very tired, exhausted and tired, and her body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and fell down.

An arm reached across and pulled her to the head of the horse that was walking on the snow.

Pei Jue took the knife from her hand and said softly, "Good Yunniang, you have suffered."

Feng Yun leaned against his chest, softly, unable to move at all.

I should be very excited after not seeing you for so long.

But she couldn't get excited.

He was not excited about the tacit understanding between the two of them in the critical moment just now.

Nor was he excited about Wen Xingsu's defeat.

She slowly hugged his waist, "I feel so uncomfortable, Pei Cong."

Pei Cong hugged her tightly, "I know."

She killed Wen Xingsu with her own hands...

Nothing could make her feel worse than this.

Pei Jue slowly put his hands over her eyes, held her in his arms, and rode away.

He didn't dare let her see the horse's hooves trampling on Wen Xingsu in the chaos of soldiers.

"Let's go see Ruibao."

Feng Yun didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly, silently.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is nothing more to say.
-
The war in the eighth year of Jingning ended in an unexpected way.

That battle left corpses everywhere.

When Wen Xingsu's body was found out from the pile of corpses, people discovered that the most fatal wound on his body was not caused by Feng Yun's stab, but by being trampled by horses in the chaos.

A Confucian general who dominated the world.

Died in the chaos of war.

Before he died, he didn't leave a word.

After Wen Xingsu was killed in battle, Pei Cong defeated the more than 100,000 remnants of the Andu Army in less than five days.

According to local residents, during those days, terrifying screams kept echoing over Andu County, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, making people's scalps tingle.

If they fail, they will die. The Andu Army had no support or reinforcements and was destined to be the one abandoned by history, dying for ambitions that perhaps even they themselves could not explain clearly.

"Yang Qi died in battle."

"Shentu Jiong was captured and committed suicide on the battlefield."

"All the rebel generals of the Nanyong Army have been executed!"

There is no real winner in this battle.
-
The terrible nightmare is finally over.

On the first day of the twelfth month of the eighth year of the Jing year, the Dayong army returned to the capital.

Emperor Dayong and his empress climbed to a high place to worship their ancestors, burned incense and offered sacrifices to flags by the Huai River, and then rode back to Andu.

The streets of Xinjing City were deserted.

The south gate of Andu City was crowded with people who came to welcome the triumphant army.

A huge crowd of people knelt on the ground.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Welcome, Madam..."

"Long live your majesty!"

"Long live the Queen!"

The war is over and peace has returned. Everyone is delighted by this moment and the people's respect comes from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the legend of Dayong, the god who protects the lights of thousands of homes on this land.

Those battle records that were recorded in history and praised by future generations have been recited thousands of times at this moment...

In the bustling crowd...

Feng Yun stood beside Pei Jue, receiving the worship of the people. It was as if a crack had opened in her heart, and light shone in...

Suddenly, she heard a faint laugh.

Following the reputation -

Chunyu Yan was not wearing the frightening and strange mask. He was sitting lazily in a wooden wheelchair. No one around him could recognize him as Prince Yunchuan. Some shy girls wondered quietly, whose son was he to be so handsome.

Feng Yun glanced at Pei Jue and asked, "Why is he here? Why isn't he dead?"

Pei Ze: "The scourge will last for thousands of years."

Chun Yu Yan was very close and sneered.

"Feng Twelve, does she really want to be scolded?"

Yao Ru stood beside Chun Yu Yan, holding the handle of the wooden wheelchair, and smiled awkwardly.

Chunyu Yan himself would not feel embarrassed. He glanced at Pei Jue, who had a sullen face and had to endure it, and smiled again.

"Doctor Yao, please help me to go over and pay my respects to His Majesty and His Majesty."

He is King Yunchuan.

Of course, they are different from ordinary people.

He pushed himself step by step to Pei Jue's front, and because he was injured, he didn't even bother to bow.

But the words were still very beautiful.

"His Majesty learned that I saved the Queen's life, and out of gratitude, he allowed me to stay in the palace for a while..."

He is really hateful when he becomes shameless.

Pei Jue glanced at him coldly, Chun Yu Yan smiled even wider, covered his chest, and sighed with a sad face.

"I'm afraid my injury won't heal in a short time. I need to stay for a while longer. I'm really sorry to bother Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

Pei Jue's eyes became even darker.

Chun Yuyan said: "It's even harder to cure emotional problems, right, Doctor Yao?"

Yao Ru smiled awkwardly, "Your Majesty, you should rest and recuperate."

Chun Yuyan glanced at Pei Jue, then stared at Feng Yun meaningfully, "I will rest well."

He looked at Feng Yun with undisguised eyes.

That look made her heart beat faster and her face got hot.

Ruibao came forward, noticing his mother's mood, and looked at his father in confusion.

"Father, mother, what are you talking about?"

Pei Jue said: "There is a nasty fly here."

Ruibao looked everywhere, "Where?"

Feng Yun turned his little body away and said, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense."

Chun Yuyan said: "Yes, you must listen to your foster father."

Foster father?

Feng Yun looked over in disbelief, but unexpectedly, Rui Bao acknowledged it and bowed respectfully to Chunyu Yan.

"Foster father saved my mother and left her with a chronic illness. From now on, Ruibao will respect you as he respects his own father..."

Chun Yuyan was very proud and looked at Pei Jue, "Good son."

Ruibao curled his lips, moved closer, and said to him obediently: "Godfather, when I grow up, I will build an empire for you."

Chun Yuyan smiled slightly and said, "Which country are you going to conquer?"

Ruibao said: "Nanqi, Yunchuan..."

Chun Yu Yan trembled slightly and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What a rebellious son."

His hair hasn't even fully grown yet, and he's already thinking about his territory?

Chunyu Yan stared at Pei Jue, suspecting that he was the one who taught him.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. If the elders do not educate their children strictly, the sons will be rebellious and full of evil intentions.

Pei Jue calmly embraced Feng Yun and walked towards the dragon chariot parked at the city gate.

He first helped Feng Yun into the carriage, and then followed closely behind.

Without waiting for the curtain to be lowered, under Chunyu Yan's jealous and mad gaze, she lowered her head and kissed Feng Yun on the ear.

"You said, my husband, please take a seat."

Feng Yun: “?”

After a moment of confusion, she couldn't figure out what the man was thinking.

"Hurry up and tell me." Pei Cong stared at her.

Feng Yun was not as naive as him. She paused and was about to walk away, but was pulled back by Pei Cong.

She was amused and bowed slightly, "My lord, please take a seat."

The curtain then fell.

Pei Jue embraced her contentedly, but did not let her sit on the cushion of the carriage. Instead, he placed her on his lap. In the dim light of the sky, the corners of his robe fluttered lightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a smile.

"My dear wife, please take a seat."

Feng Yun sat in his arms and glanced at him. Her cheeks turned visibly red, as delicate as a crabapple.

"Are you so childish?"

"You obviously like it."

"..."

"Yun Niang, I really want to."

"Pei Wanzhi!"
-
【postscript】

Winter goes and winter comes again.

The end of the year is here again.

On the night before New Year's Eve, Feng Yun took her husband and son back to Huaxi to celebrate the New Year with her relatives in Changmen, and did not return to the palace.

Lying in her bed at home, she had a dream.

In the dream, snowflakes fell lightly to the ground.

Someone was waiting for her under the porch where roses were blooming.

There was a faint fragrance, and his silver armor showed his elegance, with a smile on his lips, as if he had traveled through the gentleness of time, as quiet as a green pine.

She looked at him in disbelief and slowly walked up to him.

And when he was about to get closer, he stepped back.

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid." Wen Xingsu's voice was soft and elegant, not as cold as it had been after he betrayed her. Instead, it sounded like a spring breeze.

"I finally got the chance to say goodbye to you, why don't you listen to me?"

Feng Yun slowly stopped, looked at him, and said nothing.

"Yaoyao, do you blame me?"

"I don't understand."

"You don't need to understand." Wen Xingsu said, "After all, I have done what I have always wanted to do but have never done. I am willing to die."

Feng Yun's eyes were filled with tears.

It was she who broke the fate and changed everything.

It was also my elder brother who took a step that he shouldn't have taken.

"I came to say goodbye to you." Wen Xingsu said, "Don't hate me. Even if you didn't take action that day, even if Pei Cong led his troops to attack, I would... not hurt you."

Feng Yun: “Really?”

"Yes." Wen Xingsu smiled, "Brother will never hurt Yaoyao."

Feng Yun: "Don't do this again in your next life."

"Okay. I'll make a note of that." Wen Xingsu's handsome figure stood tall and straight, with a smile on his face. He bowed to her as he did in the past, then slowly turned around. "Yaoyao, I'm leaving. She's waiting for me there."

Feng Yun looked over and saw a woman.

It was a little blurry, as if shrouded in thick fog.

Wen Xingsui walked over and held her hand, and she snuggled up to him obediently, leaning on his shoulder.

He put his arm around her waist, she looked up, and they smiled at each other.

Feng Yun subconsciously took a few steps forward, "Pingyuan."

The woman turned around.

At that moment, Feng Yun saw the smile on her face.

Somehow her tears rolled down.

It was as if I was crying alone in my sleep.

A big hand came up to cover her eyes, and then wiped them with a handkerchief.

"Why are you crying?"

Feng Yun did not open his eyes and said calmly: "I thought we had changed our fate. I thought it would never be like the previous life..."

Pei Cong was silent for a moment, "You did it."

Feng Yun: "Brother is still dead. And his death was so miserable..."

Pei Jue said: "I will give him a decent treatment."
-
Pei Cong gave Wen Xingsui a grand funeral.

His tomb is in Xinyi County, where he was once stationed.

Puyang Yi was buried with him, and her spirit tablet was placed together in Chunchu Pavilion. The tombstone read "Wife of Wen Hui of Jiangzuo Wen Clan."

In fact, Feng Yun hesitated for a long time about this decision.

Later, the eldest princess and Puyang Zong nodded, and then they did so.

The eldest princess said, "This is the path Pingyuan chose."

Puyang Zong said: "Sister is willing to accompany him."

Feng Yun thought, "Big Brother is lucky too. He has a woman who will always admire him, love him, and accompany him in all his lives, regardless of whether he is rich or poor, alive or dead. He will not be lonely in the underworld."
-
At the beginning of spring in the ninth year of Jingning, envoys from Southern Qi arrived in Xinjing.

He didn't look for the emperor or the empress, and didn't talk about state affairs. Instead, he asked about Doctor Yao of Huaxi.

The envoy wanted to take Yao Ru back to Qi.

The spies from the Tiqisi kept a close eye on the man.

Any disturbance in Southern Qi would not escape their eyes.

Wei Zheng went to the emperor's study in person, and after talking about this and that, the next day, the messenger was invited before the emperor.

Emperor Zhengchu was seriously ill and no medicine was of any use. The imperial doctors were also helpless, so he tried every possible means to find a cure and thought of Doctor Yao from Huaxi.

Xiao Cheng's illness came on strangely, and there were many different opinions in the court and the public of Southern Qi.

Some people said that it was Concubine Xian who did it. Before she asked to leave the palace, she smeared medicine on the emperor's cup...

He also said that, in fact, the medicine was not a temporary one, but had long been planted in the emperor's diet. Concubine Xian was really cruel, she hated the emperor for as many years as she loved him.

What's more, some people said that the emperor was not sick, but poisoned. The name of the poison was "Jin Gui Ke". If it was applied on the body, it would cause rashes. If taken, it would be chronic suicide.

The envoy sighed and knelt down to ask Emperor Dayong for mercy.

Since Qi withdrew its troops from Hengqu Pass, Xiao Cheng signed a peace agreement...

Pei Cong also nodded in person and promised that there would be no war between the two countries within ten years.

There was no war, and trade between the people was frequent, so everyone was a friendly country. The envoy believed that there was no need and no possibility for the emperor to stop a private doctor from going to Qi to treat the emperor.

He also said, "Everyone says that Emperor Yong is generous, not fussy about small matters, and broad-minded. He should not...care about such a small matter, right?"

The envoy returned to his country to meet the emperor in tears.

Emperor Dayong was indeed magnanimous, but he was different from others in that he was magnanimous...

He was very cautious about treating Mr. Qi.

He restricted Yao Ru from coming to Qi. Doesn't this mean he wants to watch the King of Qi die?

Half a month later, the messenger came to Xinjing again.

But this time she did not go to Huaxi to find a doctor, but went to the palace to meet the emperor.

He brought Qi's specialties and gifts from the King of Qi...

It was not gold, silver, jewellery, or antiques or land, but a picture of a child. The child in the picture was sitting in a study, his eyes focused and curious, his small hands gently stroking an open book, the sunlight shining through the half-open window onto his childish face, with the four treasures of the study and a brush leaning against his chest. It was clearly the appearance of Empress Qi.

The messenger said, "This was painted by the King of Qi himself when he was ill. I present it to the Emperor of Dayong."

Pei Jue sat in the imperial study for a long time that day, and he kept the portrait in the study.

Until one day, Ruibao accidentally opened it and asked him with a smile.

"Why did the emperor secretly hide his son's portrait?"

"Who painted this? It's so lifelike and the artistry is so exquisite!"

"Hey, here..."

The signature is Xiao San’s.

Zizhen.

Pei Jue smiled and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Come on, have dinner with your mother and talk about your lessons."

As soon as he heard about his homework, Ruibao forgot about the portrait.

Later, the portrait was locked up by Pei Jue, and even Feng Yun was not allowed to see it...

Because Xiao Cheng had never seen Ruibao.
-
When Yao Ru came back from Qi, he was called by Feng Yun.

After asking about some things in the Qi Palace, Feng Yun was a little surprised.

Xiao Cheng is really sick.

Feng Ying is really missing.

After seeing her in Wen Xingsu's courtyard that day, she disappeared.

Feng Yun didn't want to let her get away with it, so she sent people to look for her everywhere, but when they couldn't find her, she just let it go.

Unexpectedly, in June of the following year, Guan Wei led people to Yunchuan to fetch graphite, and came back to say that in Yuncheng, they met a troupe of performers who performed a variety show. They had a very scary show called "Radish Beauty". The performers put the beauty in a jar, put on delicate makeup, and sang sad songs for the guests.

Guan Wei said that the radish beauty looked very much like Concubine Xian of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat when he heard her description.

When she thought of Feng Ying's vicious face that day, her back felt numb. Without saying a word, she went to find Chunyu Yan.

Chunyu Yan's house has been renovated again.

We moved in at the beginning of summer.

The couplets are still new, everything is new.

Seeing Feng Yun’s angry face, even his smile was brand new.

Without the mask to cover his face, the young girls and wives in Huaxi were bewitched by him and went crazy one after another. It was difficult for the young men to find wives, but he felt that he could breathe especially smoothly.

"Feng Twelve, are you looking for death again?"

Feng Yun felt that this guy really deserved a beating.

She sat down, poured a cup of cold tea on his desk, moistened her throat and calmed herself down before she started talking about Feng Ying.

"Did you do it?"

Chunyu Yan didn't care much and didn't react after hearing it. The horror of the "radish beauty" had no effect on him at all.

"I was going to say you did it."

Feng Yun wanted to kick him.

He pretended to raise his hand, but before he could hit him, he cried out in pain.

"It hurts. The wound hurts."

That day by the river, he was seriously injured.

Doctor Yao said that if the position of his lung organs had not been different from that of ordinary people and had not been tilted by a few inches, he would have died immediately and there would have been no way to save him.

From then on, Feng Yun called him a rotten-hearted and rotten-lung man.

Not only was he not angry, he was very happy.

This is a life saved, so let it be crooked or slanted.

But Feng Yun said that he was also the one who did the "Radish Beauty" thing, and Chunyu Yan became unhappy.

"In your mind, all the shameful things that happened were done by me, right?"

Feng Yun: "You still don't admit it?"

Chun Yuyan gritted his teeth in a sinister tone, "I have done a lot of bad things, what does this count as? I admit what I did, but I won't admit what I didn't do, Feng Twelve, even if you kick me to death."

Feng Yun hesitated, "If not you, who else could it be?"

Who else could do something so cruel?

Chun Yuyan saw her suspicious eyes, still looking at him, and said with a sigh, "Tell me, who hates her the most?"

Who?
Feng Yun thought of the dog emperor in the Qi Palace who had to take medicine all year round to save his life.

Retribution for injustice.

They are just taking revenge.

Feng Yun was silent for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he walked away.

"Hey!" Chun Yuyan sat in a wooden wheelchair, looking at this heartless person, his teeth itching with hatred, "Feng Twelve, can't you control me?"

Feng Yun turned around and said, "Hurry up and go back to Yunchuan."

"I will not leave."

Chunyu Yan stayed in Huaxi to recuperate, went to Changmen to find food, and consulted Yao Ru. Sometimes, if he couldn't find Feng Yun in Huaxi, he would go to the palace to "pay a visit" to His Majesty the Emperor and discuss the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

After his injury, he lived a pretty comfortable life.

Qu Ding, Xiang Zhong and others were pleasantly surprised to find that their master looked much happier now than when he was the king of Yunchuan. Even his face was more beautiful than before.

What an injustice.

My face is no longer smiling every day.

To put it nicely, it's so charming that it can kill you.

To put it bluntly, he is a real jerk.

Remember to eat but not to fight.

Pei Jue also felt that Chunyu Yan was very troublesome.

Feng Yun was going back to Huaxi that day. After court, he changed into casual clothes and followed her out.

During dinner, Chunyu Yan shamelessly came over to eat.

Pei Jue remained calm and even drank two cups with him.

After dinner, Feng Yun went to take a bath and asked his servant to call Yao Ru.

"How is Prince Yunchuan's injury? He should be well now, right?"

Yao Ru is now a miracle doctor.

How could a famous doctor lie?

He nodded, "The injury is healed..."

Just as the emperor was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yao Ru added awkwardly, "However, I'm afraid that Prince Yunchuan's hidden illness will never be cured."

Pei Cong narrowed his eyes, "Does he have a hidden illness?"

This was the first time Pei Cong learned about Chunyu Yan's illness from Yao Ru.

Of course, a genius doctor like Yao Ru would not disclose the patient's privacy even if he died...

Can……

Isn't he alive?
How could a living person withstand the cold-eyed killing of Emperor Dayong?

Yao Ru couldn't bear it, he really couldn't bear it.

He said it.

But before saying it, he specifically warned the emperor, "Don't tell anyone else about this. Don't tell anyone else..."

Who can the emperor tell?

There is no one else.

When Feng Yun came out of the shower, she felt that Pei Jue's face looked a little strange. When he looked at her, his eyes were red and fierce, like a beast, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"I didn't offend you, did I?"

She stretched out her fair little hand and waved it in front of Pei Jue.

The hand fell in the next moment, and she, along with her body, fell into Pei Jue's arms.

He said, "Why is the soft whip back again?"

Whip whip...

Feng Yun didn't know what was wrong with Chun Yuyan. He could have taken "Qiu Tong" back, but he actually sent it back to her. She didn't want to take it back, but Qu Ding insisted on putting it on the table, begging and crying that he couldn't give it away, and he would be dead if he went back.

So it became a private transaction in Pei Jue's eyes.

"I just mean well."

"Throw it away." Pei Jue stroked her hair gently. "What's so good about a soft whip? I'll give you a hard one."

Feng Yun's eyelids twitched and she wanted to escape, but before she could do so she fell into the devil's clutches again.

"Pei Gou!" Feng Yun glared at him, feeling an itch between her teeth. She grabbed his clothes and saw the food box on the low table beside the couch.

That was the soup that Xiaoman asked the stove to cook for her.

These days, Feng Yun's appetite was not very good. She ate very little at each meal and got hungry easily at night, so they tried their best to take care of her health...

So everyone hoped that she could give birth to another little prince.

But Feng Yun secretly wanted a little princess.

The pink and tender little girl is so adorable.

Pei Jue didn't notice her look.

Recently, the court officials have begun to remind him, intentionally or unintentionally, to fill his harem and have children. The court affairs are complicated and he has not had a good rest for several days. When he gets such an opportunity, how can he let it go easily...

The bed is like the kingdom, he can rule the whole world, and he can still easily control her.

At first, Feng Yun was thinking about the soup in the bowl and the little princess, and was a little absent-minded. Gradually, she felt happy and uttered some tenderness in a low voice...

"Let me eat first. I'm hungry."

"I feed you."

He filled her up.

The maid outside the room listened for a while and heard His Majesty ask the Queen if she still had time to eat.

"Can't eat it."

"Unappetizing……"

“Don’t eat anymore…”

The two maids had just arrived in Nagato and were still very young. They were so frightened that they found Xiaoman and asked her, but the food they prepared was not to the empress's taste.

Xiaoman became suspicious, so she listened through the window and patted them on the head.

"Go and wait in the outer courtyard."

June and July are the rainiest months, and it started to rain again without anyone noticing. On a summer night, the sound of rain and insects made him feel uncontrollably excited, like a majestic beast coming down the mountain to eat, and his delicate whimpering voice could be heard from far away.

Quiet at night.

Everyone had left, and only the insects that woke up late in the night to look for food could hear it.

But even the insects heard...

Also know that this is perfection. (End of this chapter)