Nagato has a thin waist

Feng Yun was slightly surprised.

But she was not excited and looked at Pu Yangyi quietly, waiting for the next step.

Puyangyi told her the important things outside.

"Yunniang, neither my brother nor I believe that you will rebel."

She said, she and her brother.

Very chewy here.

Not including the eldest princess.

If Pu Yangyi does this, he will be under tremendous pressure.

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

"Don't say that. My brother had to take care of you back then, so he should have reciprocated the favor..." She lowered her head again as she spoke, her words choked with sobs. "It's just that our abilities are too small. If he hadn't suddenly shown mercy, I wouldn't have been able to find you." Where……"

There is no shortage of kind and righteous people in this world.

Before today, Feng Yun and Puyang Zong had not interacted with each other for many years.

She sighed slightly and held Pu Yangyi's hand, "You have done enough. Let's go and don't come back again. You and your wife will still get along in the future, so don't make things difficult for you because of me..."

It would be better not to say this.

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

Shaking his head, his smile was uglier than crying.

"I'm afraid we won't get along with him anymore."

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

Feng Yun was surprised, "Why?"

"He's been secretly taking medication for years..."

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

Wen Xingsu treated her as usual, gentle and gentle, just like ordinary couples, doing as they should. Occasionally, when he got interested, he would even work harder than before, or he might feel guilty and treat her badly. Better than before.

Just like this, Puyang Yi was able to enter his private domain and see those medicines...

Feng Yun was shocked when he heard this.

madman.

It turns out that Wen Xingsu is the madman.

Who would have thought that such a gentleman and upright person could be so crazy in private, crazy towards others and himself.

Pu Yangyi wiped her tears, looked back at the closed door, took Feng Yun's arm, and suddenly became anxious, "Don't mention these things for now. If we have the opportunity in the future, you and I will talk about it in detail... "

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

"Ayun is about the same size as you. You put on her clothes and I will take you out... My brother is waiting outside. Let's find a way to get out of here first..."

Feng Yun didn't move because she knew who Wen Xingsu was.

It's too risky.

He might not be able to take her out, and he might leave the Puyang brothers and sisters here.

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

Pu Yangyi's face froze, and his voice suddenly turned cold, "Feng Yun, what are your intentions?"

Feng Yun was startled.

She said sternly: "You know that my husband is obsessed with you, why are you still hanging on? Can't you just do it? Stay away from us, okay? Without you, he will like me and let me give birth to him. His child..."

She growled, tears bursting out of her eyes.

The maid named Ayun came over and took off her clothes in front of Feng Yun, looking very nervous.

Feng Yun knew what these girls were enduring in their hearts at this moment.

She finally nodded, changed her clothes, and followed Pu Yangyi out...

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

On the contrary, Pu Yangyi became a little nervous. He grabbed Feng Yun's wrist after walking out a few steps.

"Go get the horse."

She came on horseback today.

The horses were parked on the hitching post outside the door.

Feng Yun glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and his heartbeat accelerated...

She hadn't stepped 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 stood under the bare willow tree outside the courtyard. Wearing no armor, wearing a deep green-ink robe and cutting dragon, the whole person looks like a scholar and elegant guest walking out of the painting, handsome and gentle, like a breeze in 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 and there was no trace of fluctuation.

It's still the same face, still the same person, but Feng Yun doesn't recognize him less and less.

The eldest 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, and the good uncle who held up Qu'er high and sat on his shoulders with a smile on his face, was not like this...

His eldest brother, his relative, remained in his previous life.

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

"Let her go." Pu Yangyi's voice was dull, as if there was something blocked in her throat, and she was a little choked.

"You have locked her up for a long time, let her get out of this damn place!"

She yelled.

With a trembling voice, he shouted his dissatisfaction towards Wen Xingsu.

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

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

Feng Yun said nothing.

Pu Yangyi suddenly laughed, giggling as if her heart was being torn apart. The more she laughed, the more painful she became, and the more painful she became, the more she laughed.

"Wen Xingsu, you are so ridiculous, why are you so ridiculous?"

Amidst the laughter, no one saw the struggle flashing in her eyes.

All he saw was that she suddenly raised her chin, took out a dagger from her hand at some point, and put the sharp tip against her neck.

The knife is in hand.

The hands are shaking slightly.

"let her go!"

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

"Wen Xingsu, I told you to let her go, do you hear me? I don't want this woman to be between us... If you still think of me as your wife, just let her go!"

"Pingyuan." Wen Xingsu locked his eyes on the dagger in Puyangyi's hand and walked slowly towards her, "Give me the knife..."

"Let her go!" Pu Yangyi's face turned strangely white, and the golden steps on her black hair were shaky. Not only were her hands shaking, but her voice was trembling too. She stared at Wen Xingsu with an almost desperate look. sorrow.

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

Wen Xingsu stopped, stared at her coldly, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be ridiculous. If anything happens, let's talk about it when we go home."

go home……

Where do they have a home?

Pu Yangyi smiled lowly and tightened his grip on the knife.

The neck was injured and blood was flowing out.

But she didn't care, 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, crazy...

It was as if all her emotions were pouring out.

Don't miss this opportunity! Seeing that Wen Xingsu's attention was attracted by the scar on Pu Yangyi's neck, she quickly stepped forward, pulled the reins of the horse, turned on the horse, quickly turned the horse's head, and galloped towards the unknown path ahead.

Wen Xing came to his senses and was shocked.

"Stop her."

A group of guards rushed over.

Wen Xingsu didn't look at Puyang Ripple anymore, grabbed a horse, mounted the horse and gave chase.

Pu Yangyi 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--"

Pu Yangyi's voice was full of despair and unwillingness, and she roared, trying with all her strength to call back her husband. However, Wen Xingsu did not stop, and the horse's hooves followed the direction Feng Yun left, gradually moving away... …

The bright sunset was just above the eaves, making Puyang Ripple unable to open his eyes.

Looking at the man's back, tears flowed freely.

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

Wen Xingsu paused for a moment.

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

Then, he chased Feng Yun without looking back.

Pu Yangyi smiled and cried, and the tears rolled down crazily.

If he hadn't paused that moment, she might not have been in so much pain.

That moment of hesitation made her extremely painful.

He knows it all.

He knew what she would do and predicted her death.

He knew the consequences, but he never looked back.

His future and her life can be thrown away.

In order to get Feng Yun...

You don’t need to do any of these.

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

Let's 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 Prince of Pingyuan County who would rather live in peace than in peace, and she is still the playboy who will not let others live well if they don't let her live well.

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

Blood gurgled down, instantly dyeing her clothes red.

But she felt no pain, because the pain in her heart had already transcended her body.

Her heart hurt so much.

It hurt so much that I almost forgot to breathe.

The sunset is about to set, why is it still so bright...

Her eyes blurred, as if she saw her miserable life, and everything she had sacrificed for the man was like a bubble, all shattered...

"Plain——"

Puyang Zong rushed over from a distance.

Seeing this scene, he was stunned.

"Brother..." Pu Yangyi's lips trembled and she slowly fell down.

The sound of the dagger falling was sharp and harsh.

She shed tears and stretched out her hand towards Puyang Zong.

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

"Yi'er! Yi'er! Yi'er! Don't scare me, don't scare brother..." Pu Yangzong knelt down beside her, his hands trembling as he tried to hug her.

It was all blood.

It's all blood...

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

Puyang wanted to cover her up, but he couldn't, his hands were bright red.

"Brother..." Puyangyi looked at her brother, her relative, with tears gurgling like a stream, "Brother... I'm sorry... the man I love... killed the Awan you loved... …”

Puyang was stunned for a moment.

After a moment of confusion, he yelled heartbreakingly.

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

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

"Pass it to the imperial physician—quickly convey it to the imperial physician—"

"Imperial doctor...save my sister..."

Pu Yangyi's eyes were distracted and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

She is awake.

He knew clearly that he was about to leave.

Brother...

Grandma...

If she was just the inexperienced Princess of Pingyuan County, and her brother was just a carefree teacher in Huaxi Village, and they were not involved in power or war, at this moment... shouldn't they be busy preparing New Year's goods and welcoming them with joy? It’s New Year…

Lanterns, firecrackers, rice cakes...

Those simple and warm days are far away and empty.

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

"I have...lived this life, but it seems like I have never lived...it is meaningless..."

She repeated this.

It's like a final judgment on myself.

"It makes no sense...I...it makes no sense..."

Her life is meaningless.

Her life is also irrelevant...

That person doesn't care.

"Yi'er..."

Puyang looked up at the sky and cried loudly.

"Why are you so stupid..."

Full of blood.

She can't breathe.

He won't answer him either.

He won't call her brother, won't scold her, and won't complain to his mother...

"Yi'er..."

Chang Xiao's voice was filled with indescribable reluctance.

Heartbreaking.

He didn't even know whether these tears were shed for Pu Yangyi or for himself...

-

Wen Xingsu stopped.

He glanced back.

I saw the blood, and I also saw that Pu Yangyi's feet were wearing deerskin boots that Ying Rong had made when they got married.

He had hunted the deerskin himself. After the shoes were made, she had been reluctant to wear them. They had just stepped on them in a pool of her flowing blood, staining them black and red.

He seemed to have been gouged out by someone.

In my heart, the softest and most painful place.

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

Will not.

She won't kill herself.

People who often make troubles and are so cruel that they threaten life and death...

How could he die so easily?

He wanted to go back and have a look, but the horseshoes in the distance entangled his heart again, like thousands of threads, entangled with him, getting tighter and tighter...

Closing his eyes, he took a deep, hard 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 look back.

There is no turning back.

"drive!"

The horse galloped out, and he went further and further away.

There was no light in Puyangyi's eyes, but she heard the horse's hooves...

Boo boo...

嘘嘚嘚……

Disappeared.

it's over.

She slowly closed her eyes.

-

The sky is not yet dark, and the moon has risen above the sky, as if it can't wait to peek into the world.

Feng Yun didn't know that Pu Yangyi had passed away.

She ran hard and suddenly took out the Ming Dy given by Chun Yuyan from her sleeve...

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

But what Chun Yuyan gave her was a little different...

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

That's what Feng Yun did.

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

Chun Yuyan said, "Whenever you need me, I will be there."

She had no hope.

There are Wen Xingsu's garrison nearby, so it's impossible for Chun Yuyan to show up...

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

Chew!

A scream suddenly pierced the night sky.

The horse ran very fast, and Feng Yun was playing the tune as he ran.

She wanted to get as far away from the rebel territory as possible. It was obvious that the wind was a bit cold and her hair was raised, but she was covered in hot sweat and her back was soaked through.

Feng Yun didn't realize it, his whole body was numb from the running of the horse, and his legs and hips were jolted so much that it seemed like they were no longer his own.

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

I don’t know how long I have been waiting, but I feel cold all over.

The glimmer of light dimly fell in his eyes, and he was reflected in the water, glowing with a cold luster under the moonlight. He seemed to be endowed with some complex and deep emotions - was it expectation, determination, or indescribable tenderness?

Feng Yun was like falling into an ice cellar.

The air around him seemed to freeze.

"Waist waist."

The cold air shrouded Wen Xingsu's body, and he faced her from a distance, as if being pulled by an invisible force, he walked slowly towards her.

Feng Yun only hesitated for a moment, turned his horse's head and left...

In the distance, there is a group of dark soldiers, in strict formation, with sharp armor, like the shadows cast by the mountains, pressing in from all directions.

She was like a little crab that got into an iron bucket. She had no other way to go except to surrender to the man behind her...

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

Only those eyes were fixed on Wen Xingsu.

Stubborn and not showing any signs of weakness.

"Madam, don't run away. We won't hurt you." Shen Tujiong stood in the crowd and advised her with regret.

He is Wen Xingsu's good brother. He has almost watched Feng Yun grow up. He has watched the brother and sister get along well and value each other more than their lives. He has also watched them reach this point, and they are in the same boat...

Feng Yun ignored him.

She stared at Wen Xingsu, with no blood on his pale face, and a thick layer of mist rising in his eyes, just standing so quietly between heaven and earth.

"Waist waist."

Wen Xingsu looked at her with no emotion on his face.

"Go back with me."

Feng Yun: "Dream on."

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

Feng Yun gritted his teeth secretly, staring at him stubbornly.

He didn't say he hated her, but the strong disappointment and determination that couldn't be dissolved was far better than hatred...

Wen Xingsu's eyes turned cold.

"One day, you will understand me... Let's go. Come back with me..."

His voice was a little colder.

It was not a discussion, but an order.

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

Feng Yun's eyes turned to him, and a sharp whistle came to her ears...

Her shoulders trembled.

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

Exactly the same.

Almost at the same time as the whistle, there was a sharp shout of killing not far away, and the sound of horses' hooves came like thousands of troops stepping on huge waves...

The noisy sound of horses' hooves excited Feng Yun.

"Gee--"

She subconsciously ran in the direction of the sound.

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

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

"It's the Queen!"

"Don't be afraid, Queen, the king is here with his troops to rescue you."

Feng Yun didn't say anything and didn't have time to say anything. She just ran forward. Wen Xingsu was right beside her, only three feet away from her...

Swoosh!

A sharp arrow passed by.

Feng Yun was startled and looked back.

Wen Xingsu was chasing after her.

He was about to catch up with her.

She was a little desperate, tightened the reins and ran towards the river bank...

The horse didn't know if it also felt something, and it jumped up...

Feng Yun couldn't stop, and the whole person tilted, and it seemed that she was about to fall out.

"Be careful!" A low cry suddenly came from the side. The familiar voice came from the chaotic army without any jokes. At the moment when her body rose from the horse's back...

He flew into the air, caught her with his long arms, and then sat back on the horse's back and galloped forward...

The whole process was smooth and incredibly fast.

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

"Chun Yuyan!"

"Hold me tight!"

Chun Yuyan galloped on his horse, and a cold and charming mask flashed a frightening cold light in the moonlight. He hugged Feng Yun with his right hand and held the reins with his left hand. His cloak was blown far away by the wind. He had a rebellious and indifferent posture, as if he was a prince charming who had broken out of the bloody killing, but on one side of his shoulder, blood had already soaked his brocade clothes...

Feng Yun glanced back.

He straightened her head with force.

"Sit tight! Escape is important."

Feng Yun looked at his face with a complicated look.

"You didn't bring any soldiers?"

"I did, twenty people."

"..."

This area was controlled by the Andu Army. If he wanted to bring a large army in, it would be impossible not to alarm Wen Xingsu.

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

"Don't touch me!" Chun Yuyan whispered to stop her, "You woman."

Feng Yun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Did you swim here?"

Chun Yuyan hummed, and didn't say much.

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

"..." Feng Yun didn't know what to say.

At the critical moment of life and death, bickering would be very ridiculous.

Chun Yuyan showed a faint smile, held her waist, and held her tightly in his arms.

"Go!" Like a sharp sword out of its sheath, it was very fast.

Behind, Yin You and Sang Jiao and others were leading a dozen Yunchuan warriors to cover the rear and fight with the Andu Army, but they were isolated and weak and could not withstand the offensive of Wen Xingsu's army.

Sang Jiao fell to the ground.

The sword fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"My king... run..."

Chun Yuyan looked back and gritted his teeth.

"Go!"

"King Yunchuan——"

Wen Xingsu chased him relentlessly and warned him sternly.

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

Chun Yuyan rode as fast as an arrow, galloping forward in the cold wind, and did not forget to mock Wen Xingsu, sneering.

"I am willing to die with Yaoyao."

Wen Xingsu raised his bow and arrow, watching the two people on the horse hugging each other tightly, like a shadow passing by, and then put down the bow, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, "Go——"

Chun Yuyan rode a good horse.

But two people riding together will always be a little slower.

Wen Xingsu's men and horses are getting closer and closer, and their neighing and roaring are close at hand.

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

Time has changed...

The person I trusted and relied on the most has become the most terrifying and feared nightmare.

The sky is howling.

The north wind is howling.

The horses are raising their hooves.

The wound on Chun Yuyan's shoulder is dazzling red.

"Chun Yuyan." Feng Yun's tone is 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 stubborn like a madman, so she softened her voice, "If he is caught up, he will not kill me, but he will kill you...Go quickly. There is life, there is hope."

Chun Yuyan sneered.

Arrogant and willful.

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

He lowered his head and put it on her neck, using an almost brisk tone.

"Feng Twelve, you care about me."

"You are afraid of my death."

"You can't bear to see me die."

The horses whistled past, and his laughter fell into Feng Yun's ears, making Feng Yun's hair stand up and her scalp numb.

It was already this time, what was he thinking?

"Life is more important." She grabbed Chun Yuyan's arm and tried to persuade her.

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

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

In front of Wen Xingsu, kissed her.

His breath was hot, and his eyes were like deep pools.

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

"This bite, you'll compensate me."

Feng Yun was shocked--

There was no time to speak, no time to react, the warmth on her cheek was still there, Chun Yuyan had already drawn the Broken Jade Sword, jumped off the horse's back, and then slapped the horse's butt hard.

"Zhuifeng, take her to find Pei Jue!"

The horse was under pressure, screamed and ran forward.

Feng Yun leaned over to grab the horse rope, but failed. She hugged the saddle tightly with both hands and turned back to yell.

"Chun Yuyan, you lunatic!"

She screamed.

Chun Yuyan did not turn back, but raised his arm to wave at her, and rushed towards Wen Xingsu, with his sword in front of him.

"If you want Feng Twelve, you don't even ask my sword, do you agree?"

He challenged openly, arrogant to the extreme.

"Wen Xingsu, if you are a man, get off the horse, let's fight to the death."

Wen Xingsu held the Zhan Jiao, tightened his hand, and his voice was cold.

"Stop King Yunchuan——"

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

It was Qiu Tong.

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

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

Feng Shier didn't even take the whip he gave her, how could she rebel?

This woman had no heart for him, but she was absolutely serious about good things...

She could abandon Pei Jue, but she couldn't abandon Qiu Tong.

"Die."

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

The warhorse neighed.

Wen Xingsu was caught off guard and was attacked by him, falling off the horse.

Chun Yuyan laughed loudly, not afraid of the enemy's large numbers and his small numbers. The soft whip and broken jade danced like a spirit snake out of a cave, impenetrable.

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

A group of Andujun soldiers rushed over and looked at King Yunchuan under the moon, stunned.

Chun Yuyan was too good-looking.

It was too unexpected.

The soldiers couldn't believe it.

Who doesn't know that the King of Yunchuan is a cruel and horrible pervert?

He wears a mask all year round, but he is not ugly, but has a peerless face?

He is so handsome that he doesn't look like a human, nor a normal person. He is so beautiful that he can overshadow everything in the world with a smile...

"Chun Yuyan!"

Feng Yun couldn't control the running Zhuifeng, and turned back to shout, "Go!"

"Go! Don't be ungrateful."

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

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 robe fluttered, and his whip flew diagonally, gradually drowned by the crowd...

More and more soldiers surrounded him.

Spears, swords and guns were everywhere.

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

Chun Yuyan paused, gritted his teeth, covered his chest, looked at the horse going away, and his voice was long and smiling.

"I'm in her heart... Wen Xingsu... You can't compare to me, you can't compare to me..."

Blood dripped from the tip of the dragon-slaying knife.

Wen Xingsu pointed at Chun Yuyan's neck and looked coldly at the direction where Feng Yun was going.

"Try it 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. It seemed to realize something, or knew something. It stopped slowly, and its hooves stepped back and forth on the shallow grass, making a shrill whistle.

It was calling its master.

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

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

She couldn't see Chun Yuyan's situation at the moment, nor did she know how injured he was.

But she should do this...

Otherwise, every step away with Zhuifeng would be a torment for the rest of her life.

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

Feng Yun ignored him and walked straight over.

Wen Xingsu said: "You are loyal to him."

Feng Yun said: "I am loyal to all worthy people."

Wen Xingsu stopped talking.

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

The wind was very loud by the river.

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

"My king, 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 expression on his face that was almost numb.

Several bodies were dragged out, and one of them was put on the horse's back.

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

I couldn't see his face. He just lay on the horse's back with his arms and legs, limp, blood flowing down, without any sign of life.

"Chun Yu Yan." She shouted.

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

It was like the buzz of a mosquito.

At such a long distance, the bloody smell seemed to be right at the tip of my nose...

Wen Xingsu frowned, "Do you want to see him?"

Feng Yun didn't answer, her palm tightly holding the whistling arrow, tears unconsciously flowing down, so silent.

The crowd was noisy, her ears were empty.

Her eyes were unfocused,

She shouldn't blow it...

She shouldn't look for him...

Knowing that she couldn't escape, why didn't she give up.

Then, she shook her body, tilted from the horse, and fell down...

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

He hugged her.

Just like the young man in the backyard of Feng's house that year, holding the little girl who was half-wet and shivering in his arms.

"Yaoyao, it's okay. Big brother is here, big brother is here."

He was at a loss, like a helpless boy, and hurriedly carried her to the horse's back.

"My king——"

The sound of horse hooves accompanied the shouts of the scouts along the river bank.

Getting closer and closer, finally rolling down in front of Wen Xingsu.

A long arrow was stuck on his back.

"...My king... Pei Jue... is coming to kill... "

Wen Xingsu lowered his head and looked into the distance at the person in his arms.

"You're just in time."

He turned back to look at Shen Tujiong, "Gather troops and prepare for battle."

Shen Tujiong pursed his lips and glanced at Feng Yun.

She was light and thin, as if only a bag of bones was left.

"I will obey your order."

-

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, as bright as silver.

The Great Yong army led by Pei Jue went up the Changhe River and smashed a long gap in the defense of the Andu army.

He came 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.

These days, the battle line of the two armies was very long, from the Huai River to the Andu County Government.

Wen Xingsu studied Pei Jue's fighting style and formation for several years, and arranged the army to prepare for this battle.

The full moon in the sky also quietly watched this thrilling fight.

Ten thousand troops shouted.

Ten thousand horses roared.

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

Spears, swords, shouts, madness. On the real battlefield, the soldiers were numb, like ants caught in the torrent, caught in the roaring flags, and under the excitement of the war drums, they followed 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 surging all over the sky...

Running, charging, and dying.

The flag of the Andu Army fell first...

The heavy infantry formation was in disarray, the shield soldiers could not withstand the waves of attacks, and the arrows of the crossbows were almost used up...

And the reinforcements of the Dayong Army continued...

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

The guards in Xinjing City rushed out and responded to Pei Cong's army from a distance.

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

"My king, retreat, give up Andu!"

They have more than 100,000 troops, find a city with weak defense, station there first, and then make plans.

Shentu Jiong and Yang Qi both thought so.

"The formation has been penetrated, we have to retreat..."

They also know Pei Cong very well.

They even know every way to defeat him.

Once the formation is deformed and collapsed, 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 it." Yang Qi was also very anxious.

Wen Xingsu did not move, slowly, listening to the thunder-like horse hooves, and said lightly:

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

Shentu Jiong was startled and looked at Yang Qi.

It should have been a long time ago, but he kept delaying the bargaining chips in his hand, and waited until now...

A big stone seemed to fall to the ground.

Another string was stretched.

-

The south gate of Andu City.

Ao Qi took 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 was too dim.

The distance was too far.

The moat of Xinjing was too wide.

He couldn't see clearly, and he stood on tiptoe again and again.

"General Ao, will father win?"

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

Three months ago, he became a father.

Being a father, holding Ruibao's hand again, the feeling is very different from before.

"Your Majesty, please stand farther away."

"I'm not afraid." Ruibao stuck to him, his eyes were burning, his voice was lowered, and he blinked at Ao Qi, "My mother said that my elder brother will protect me. With my elder brother here, I don't have to be afraid of anything."

Ao Qi was startled.

Looking down at the complete trust in Ruibao's clear eyes, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Fortunately, he was not Wen Xingsu, and he did not stubbornly run towards that road of no return.

He held Ruibao's little hand and smiled.

"Yes, I will protect your majesty."

Ruibao waved to him, and when Ao Qi bent down, Ruibao said in his ear, "I will let my eldest brother be a high official in the future, the eldest!"

Ao Qi raised his head:...

-

Wen Xingsu's so-called peace talks were to let Pei Mad go there alone.

One man, one horse, no attendants.

How is this different from committing suicide?

Ji You was the first to disagree, "That thief is full of bad things. Your Majesty must not be fooled."

Others also spoke out to stop it.

The blazing beacon lighted the sky brightly.

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

"I'm going."

"His Majesty!"

Everyone shouted in unison, their voices choked with sobs.

Ji You was so angry that the bones of his hand holding the knife crackled.

He cursed loudly and wanted to rush forward to fight Wen Xingsu to the death.

Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand to stop him.

He shook his head and said, "Your Majesty makes his own decision."

The sound struck everyone's hearts heavily.

In fact, they all know that there is nothing they can do to stop it.

Wen Xingsu was confident because the empress was in his hands.

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

Pei Ran walked very fast.

Thousands of soldiers parted to make way for him.

Hold your breath and concentrate, the world is 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 Ran paused and said, "Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

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

Pei Ran: "Give it too."

There was no hesitation, his eyes were determined.

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

He also lost weight.

Just like Feng Yun in Wen Xingsu's arms.

The thin cheeks were illuminated by the torch light, looking haggard and tired, but the black eyes were dazzlingly bright.

Eyes facing each other.

From a not too far distance, it was as if he wanted to see through the other person's mind.

They have been through adversity together. On the battlefield, they have defended against foreign enemies back to back, and they have also blocked swords and guns for each other...

There are some words that don’t need to be said, they are in the heart.

Feng Yun said more than once that Wen Xingsu was her family member and the person she trusted the most.

For the sake of warmth, she is inwardly accepting.

She would even exclude Pei Ran.

Wen Xingsu suddenly smiled, a forced smile.

He knew that Pei Ran had always known about his feelings for Feng Yun, but without saying a word, he still allowed him a high position, provided him with heavy troops, delegated power, and reassured him...

From General Polu, General Longxiang, to Commander-in-Chief of all Chinese and foreign military forces.

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

It was Pei Man who fed his ambition step by step.

Let him become the only force that can compete with him in the Great Yong Dynasty.

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

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

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

The cold wind howled, passing over the red tassel on his helmet.

Pei Madang looked at him, his eyes piercing through the mist in the winter night, looking coldly.

"How can I do what you want without seeing Yun Niang safe?"

Wen Xingsu smiled: "It seems that your affection for her is not much."

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

Wen Xingsu: "Seeing your body will make her safe."

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

"What you want is nothing more than a kingdom, and I'll give it to you."

Wen Xingsu smiled lowly.

A gentle, familiar expression.

"You have no idea what I want..."

Pei Ran: "That's not important."

No matter what a person does, he must pay a price. As long as you take action, even if there are variables and the results are different from the expected ones, you can only be caught in it, like falling into a torrent. You can get out if you don't want to escape...

He glanced at Feng Yun and said, "I will immediately decree a Zen position. Once the decree is issued, you will release him."

"No. There is no need for an imperial edict to obtain the throne."

Wen Xingsu hugged Feng Yun tighter.

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

Pei Madang raised the Piyong sword and pointed it at him. The cold sword body shivered under the firelight.

"you swear."

Wen Xingsu: "Okay, I swear. If Pei Madang commits suicide in front of the battle, I will release Feng Yun to return to the capital, reunite her mother and son, and do not offend Yong in the slightest in this life. If you violate this oath, you will be struck by thunder from the sky, and you will not die a good death."

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

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

The movement is slow.

It's so slow that it seems to be pulling at people's hearts.

Zheng! The Piyong Sword was unsheathed, gleaming with cold light.

Everyone watched helplessly as Pei Man held a sword in his arms and raised his sword...

"Your Majesty!" the troops cried out sadly.

puff!

A dagger was inserted into Wen Xingsu's chest.

Without any hesitation, resolute, decisive and silent.

Pei Madang looked at Wen Xingsu's face that suddenly changed color. Without even a trace of hesitation, he slapped his horse, raised his sword, and rushed forward.

"rush!"

"Kill!"

The tsunami roared from Mount Jiangshi, rushing like a tidal wave.

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

Wen Xingsu's body shook, and he was teetering on the horse.

At the moment he fell from the horse, his arm supported Feng Yun's waist.

Use it to prevent her from falling.

Feng Yun didn't move. The dagger he held tightly in his hand was the jianshui gifted by Pei Ran...

Cut iron like clay.

The blade is light.

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

In fact, there were many opportunities where she could stab Wen Xingsu into the chest.

She didn't do that.

First, we cannot escape unscathed.

The second is lack of determination...

Until he saw Pei Madang's Piyong sword raised, blood splattered on the spot.

She drew her sword without hesitation.

"Mother!"

Ruibao's call came from the distant tower.

"Queen Mother, let me save you."

Feng Yun vaguely heard his son's voice, but couldn't see it when he raised his eyes.

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

An arm came across and lifted her onto the snowy horse's head.

Pei Mant took the knife from her hand and said in a low voice: "Good mother Yun, you have suffered."

Feng Yun pressed against his chest, leaning against him softly, unable to move even an inch.

It’s been such a long time since we last saw each other, so I should have been very excited.

But she couldn't get excited.

I wasn't excited about the tacit understanding between the two of them just now.

Nor was he excited about Wen Xingsu's defeat.

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

Pei Man hugged her tightly, "I know."

She personally killed Wen Xingsu...

Nothing bothered her more.

Pei Ran slowly covered her eyes with his hands, hugged her into his arms, and rode away.

He didn't dare to let her see the horse's hooves trampling on Wen Xingsu among the soldiers.

"Let's go see Ruibao."

Feng Yun said nothing and hugged him tightly, silently.

There is nothing more to say about the success of the king and the defeat of the bandits.

-

Jing Ning's eight-year war ended in an unexpected way.

That battle was littered with corpses.

When Wen Xingsu's body was unearthed from the pile of corpses, it was discovered that the most fatal injury on his body was not caused by the knife stabbed by Feng Yun, but caused by the trampling of horses in the chaos.

A generation of Confucian generals who dominated the world.

Died in the rebellion.

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

After Wen Xingsu was killed in battle, Pei Madang defeated the hundreds of thousands of remnants of Andu's army in less than five days.

During those days, according to local people, frightening screams echoed over Andu County, and the smell of blood seemed to be in the air, making people's scalp numb.

If they don't succeed, they will be benevolent. The Andu Army has no support or reinforcements, and is destined to become the party abandoned by history, dying for an ambition that they may not even be able to explain.

"Yang Qi died in battle."

"Shen Tujiong was captured and committed suicide in front of the battle."

"The rebel generals of Nanyong Army have all been executed!"

There is no real winner in this battle.

-

The terrible nightmare was finally over.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of the Jing year, Dayong's army returned to the court.

Emperor Dayong and his queen climbed high to worship their ancestors, burned incense and offered flags by the Huaihe River, and then rode back to Andu.

In the new capital city, the streets are deserted.

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

The huge crowd of people knelt on the ground.

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

"Welcome to the empress..."

"Long live your majesty!"

"The queen is a thousand years old!"

The war is over and peace has returned. No one is not happy for 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 families on this land.

Those achievements that have been recorded in history and eulogized by future generations have been recited thousands of times at this moment...

In the lively crowd...

Feng Yun stood beside Pei Madang, being worshiped by all the people. His heart seemed to be cracked, and light came in...

Suddenly, she heard a small laugh.

Follow the sound in the past——

Chun Yuyan was not wearing that scary and weird mask, and was sitting lazily on a wooden wheelchair. No one else could recognize him as King Yunchuan. Some shy girls quietly guessed who it was. The young master of our family is so handsome.

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

Pei Madang: "The harm will last for thousands of years."

Chun Yuyan was very close and scoffed.

"Feng Twelve, does she have to scold you?"

Yao Ru stood next to Chun Yuyan, holding on to the handle of the wooden wheelchair and smiling awkwardly.

Chun Yuyan himself would not be embarrassed. He glanced at Pei Man, who had a sullen face and had to endure it, and smiled again.

"Doctor Yao, could you please help me go over and pay my respects to Your Majesty and Your Majesty?"

He is King Yunchuan.

Naturally, they are different from ordinary people.

Step by step, he was pushed in front of Pei Ran. Because he was injured, he didn't even bother to bow and salute.

But the words were still very beautifully said.

"Your Majesty learned that I saved my wife's life. I am grateful for your kindness and allowed me to stay in the palace for a while..."

His shamelessness is really hateful.

Pei Madang glanced at him coldly, Chun Yuyan smiled even bigger, covered his chest, and sighed sadly.

"I'm afraid my injury won't heal in a while. If I have to stay longer, it will really bother Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

Pei Madang's eyes became darker.

Chunyu Yan said: "If emotions are not smooth, it is even more difficult to heal, right, Doctor Yao?"

Yao Ru smiled awkwardly, "Your Majesty, please meditate and recuperate."

Chun Yuyan glanced at Pei Mad, and then stared at Feng Yun meaningfully, "I will definitely have a good rest."

He looked at Feng Yun with undisguised eyes.

The sight made her heart beat faster and her face became a little hot.

Ruibao came up to meet her, aware of her mother's mood, and looked at her father in confusion.

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

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

Ruibao looked everywhere, "Where?"

Feng Yun turned around and said, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense."

Chunyu Yan said: "Yes, you must listen to your adoptive father."

Foster father?

Feng Yun looked over in disbelief, but unexpectedly, Ruibao recognized him and bowed respectfully to Chunyu Yan.

"My adoptive father saved my mother-in-law and eliminated the root cause of her illness. From now on, Ruibao will honor you as he honors his biological father..."

Chunyu Yan looked at Pei Ran proudly and said, "Good son."

The corners of Ruibao's lips curved, and he came closer and said to him obediently: "Father, when I grow up, I will give it to you."

Chunyu Yan raised the corners of his eyes and smiled slightly, "Where do you want to fight?"

Ruibao said: "Nan Qi, Yunchuan..."

Chun Yuyan shuddered slightly, and a mouthful of old blood almost spattered out.

"You're a traitor."

The hair hasn't even grown yet, and you start thinking about his territory?

Chun Yuyan glared at Pei Madang, suspecting that he taught him.

If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the old man is not strict in educating his children, then the rebellious son will be full of evil.

Pei Mangyun Danfeng gently hugged Feng Yun and walked towards the dragon chariot parked at the city gate.

He helped Feng Yun onto the carriage first, and then sat on it closely.

Without waiting for the curtain to be lowered, under Chun Yuyan's crazy jealous gaze, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Yun's ear.

"Say, husband, please sit down."

Feng Yun: "?"

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

"Say it quickly." Pei Madang stared at her.

Feng Yun was not as naive as him. He was about to walk away, but Pei Ran grabbed him back.

She was amused and bowed slightly to salute, "Master, please sit down."

Only then did the curtain fall.

Pei Ran hugged her contentedly, but did not let her sit on the cushions of the carriage. Instead, he placed her on his lap. In the weak skylight, the corners of his robe swayed slightly, and his deep eyes smiled.

"My wife, please take a seat."

Feng Yun sat in his arms and glanced at him, his cheeks visibly rosy, as delicate as a begonia.

"Are you so naive?"

"Obviously you like it very much."

"..."

"Yunniang, I miss you very much."

"Pei Wanzhi!"

——

【postscript】

Winter passes and winter comes again.

The new year is here again.

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

Lying on her bed, she had a dream.

In the dream, snowflakes fall lightly to the ground.

Someone was standing on the porch where the roses were in full bloom, waiting for her.

Fragrance bursts, his silver armor is full of elegance, his lips are smiling, as if he has traveled through the years of gentleness, as quiet as a green pine.

She looked in disbelief and slowly walked up to him.

And when he was about to get closer, he retreated.

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid." Wen Xingsu's voice was soft and elegant, not as cold as after his betrayal, but sounded like a spring breeze.

"It's not easy for me to have the opportunity to say goodbye to you. Why don't you listen to what I have to say?"

Feng Yun slowly stood up, looked at him, and said nothing.

"Do you blame me for your waist?"

"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 never did, and I am willing to die."

Feng Yun burst into tears.

It was she who broke fate and changed everything.

He was also the eldest brother who took the step that he shouldn't have taken.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you." Wen Xingsu said, "Don't hate me. Even if you didn't take action that day, even if Pei Madang was unmoved and led his troops to kill you, I... wouldn't hurt you."

Feng Yun: "Really?"

"Yes." Wen Xingsu smiled, "Brother will never hurt your waist."

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

"Okay. I've written it down." Wen Xingsu's handsome figure was unusually tall and straight, with a smile on his face. He saluted her as before, then slowly turned around, "Yaoyao, I'm leaving. She Wait for me there."

Feng Yun looked over and saw the figure of a woman.

Somewhat blurry, as if shrouded in thick fog.

Wen Xingsu walked over and took her hand, and she obediently snuggled over and leaned on his shoulder.

He held her waist, she raised her head, and they looked at each other and smiled.

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

The woman turned around.

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

Her tears rolled down without knowing why.

It's like crying alone in a dream.

His big hands came up, covering her eyes, and 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 destiny. I thought it would never be like the previous life..."

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

Feng Yun: "Eldest brother is still dead. Still so miserable..."

Pei Ran said: "I will give him some dignity."

-

Pei Madang gave Wen Xingsu a grand burial.

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

Puyang Yi was buried together with him, and her memorial tablet was also placed in the Chunyu Pavilion. The inscription on the monument reads "The wife of Wen Hui of the Wen family in Jiangzuo."

Feng Yun actually hesitated about this decision for a long time.

Later, the eldest princess and Puyang nodded and did so.

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

Puyang Zong said: "My sister is willing to accompany him."

So Feng Yun thought that the eldest brother was also lucky. There is such a woman, no matter he is poor or rich, lives, old, sick or dies, she always admires him, loves him, is willing to accompany him in all his life, and will never be lonely underground.

-

As soon as spring began in the ninth year of Jingning, envoys from Southern Qi arrived in Xinjing.

Not looking for the emperor, not looking for the queen, not talking about state affairs, but asking about Dr. Yao in Huaxi.

The envoy wanted to take Yao Ru back to Qi.

Tichisi's spies kept a close eye on people.

Whenever there is any trouble in Nan Qi, it cannot escape their eyes.

Wei Zheng went to the emperor's study in person and said this and that. The next day, the envoy was invited to the emperor's presence.

Emperor Zhengchu was seriously ill, and the medicine and stone were useless, and the imperial doctors were at their wits' end. Only then did he seek medical attention in a hurry, and then he thought of Dr. Yao from Huaxi.

Xiao Cheng's illness came about strangely, and people in the Southern Qi Dynasty and the public had different opinions.

Some people say that it was Concubine Xian who caused the murder. Before she invited herself out of the palace, she put medicine on the emperor's cup...

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

What's more, they said that the emperor was not sick, but poisoned. The name of the poison was "Jinguike". If you rub it on your body, you will get rubella. If you take it, you will commit suicide slowly.

The envoy said with regret and knelt down to ask Emperor Yong to show mercy.

Since Qi State retreated from Hengqu Pass, Xiao Cheng issued a peace treaty...

Pei Madang also nodded personally and promised that within ten years, there would be no war between the two countries.

There were no more wars, and there were frequent commercial exchanges among the people. We were all friends. The envoy believed that it was not necessary and impossible for the emperor to stop a private doctor from going to Qi to treat the emperor.

He also said, "Everyone in the world says that Emperor Yong is grand, informal and broad-minded. He shouldn't care about such trivial matters, right?"

The messenger returned home in tears to face the saint.

That Emperor Yong was very grand, but he was different from others in that big way...

He was very cautious about treating Qi Jun.

He restricted Yao Ru from coming to Qi. Wasn't this because he wanted to see Qi Jun die?

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

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

He brought Qi's specialties and Qi Jun's gifts...

It’s not gold, silver, jewelry, or antique real estate, but a “child’s picture.” The child in the picture is sitting in the study, his eyes focused and curious, his little hand gently stroking an open book, and the sun shines through the half-covered window. The window lattice sprinkles on his young face, the four treasures of the study, and the brush leaning against it, which is clearly the appearance of Qi Gong.

The envoy said, "This was painted by Qi Jun himself when he was ill. It is dedicated to Emperor Yong."

Pei Madang 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 father secretly hide his son's portrait?"

"Which painter made this? It's lifelike and has superb skills!"

"Hey, here..."

The signature is Xiao San's name.

子偁.

Pei Ran smiled and covered it with his hands.

"Let's go, have dinner with your mother, and talk about your homework."

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

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

Because Xiao Cheng has never seen Ruibao.

-

When Yao Ru came back from Qi, he was called by Feng Yun.

After asking about some things in 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 take advantage of her, so he sent people to look around. If he couldn't find it, he forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, in June of the following year, Guan Wei took people to Yunchuan to collect graphite. When she came back, she said that in Yuncheng, she met a troupe of performers who performed a hundred operas. They had a very scary exhibition called "Carrot Beauty". The craftsman puts the beauties in jars, puts on exquisite makeup, and sings sad songs to the guests.

Guan Wei said that the carrot beauty looked very much like Concubine Xian of Daqi.

Feng Yun felt a thump in his heart when he heard her description.

She thought of Feng Ying's vicious face that day, and her back felt numb. Without saying a word, she went to find Chun Yuyan.

Chun Yuyan's house has been renovated again.

I just moved in when summer came.

The couplets are still new, and everything is new.

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

Without the mask to cover up, the young ladies and young wives in Huaxi were so fascinated by him that they went crazy one after another. It was difficult for the young men to ask for wives, but he felt that his breathing was particularly smooth.

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

Feng Yun felt that this man was very unlucky.

She sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea on his desk, moistened her throat, and calmed down her mood before talking about Feng Ying.

"Did you do it?"

Chun Yuyan didn't care much and didn't react at all. The horror of "Carrot Beauty" had no impact on him at all.

"I wanted to say it was you."

Feng Yun wished he could kick him.

He raised his hand in a gesture, but before he could strike, he let out an ouch.

"It hurts. The wound hurts."

That day by the river, he was seriously injured.

Dr. Yao said that if the position of his lungs and organs hadn't been different from ordinary people, and were a few inches skewed, he would have died at that time and there would be no way to save him.

From then on, Feng Yun called him heartbroken.

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

This is like saving a life. If it's crooked, just crooked. If it's slanted, just slant.

But Feng Yun said that he was also responsible for the "Carrot Beauty", and Chun Yuyan was unhappy.

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

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

Chunyu Yan gritted his teeth pitifully, "I have done so many bad things, what does this mean? I admit what I did, and I don't admit what I didn't do. Feng Twelve, even if you kick me to death, I won't admit it."

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

Who else could do such a crazy thing?

Seeing her suspicious look, Chun Yuyan still greeted him and said, "Tell me, who hates her the most?"

who?

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

Retribution for injustice.

They just repay each other's grievances.

Feng Yun was silent for a moment, his dark eyes squinted, he raised his legs and left.

"Hey!" Chun Yuyan was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, looking at such a heartless thing, his teeth itched with hatred, "Feng Twelve, can't you take care of me?"

Feng Yun turned around and said, "Go back to Yunchuan quickly."

"I will not leave."

Chun Yuyan stayed in Huaxi to recuperate, went to Changmen for food, and was consulted by Yao Ru. Sometimes, if Feng Yun could not be found in Huaxi, he would go to the palace to "see" His Majesty the Emperor to discuss the matter of diplomatic relations between the two countries.

After his injury, his life was quite comfortable.

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

What an injustice.

My face is full of smiles day by day.

To put it nicely, it should be fascinating.

To put it bluntly, he is really a bitch.

Remember to eat but not to fight.

Pei Madang also felt that Chunyu Yan was very troublesome.

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

During dinner, Chun Yuyan came over shamelessly to eat.

Pei Ran remained calm and drank two drinks with him.

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

"How is King Yunchuan's injury? He should be fine, right?"

Yao Ru is now a miracle doctor.

How could a well-known miracle doctor lie?

He nodded, "The injury is much better..."

Seeing that the emperor was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yao Ru added awkwardly, "However, Prince Yunchuan's hidden illness may not be cured."

Pei Madang narrowed his eyes, "Does he have a hidden disease?"

This was the first time Pei Ran knew about Chun Yuyan's illness from Yao Ru's mouth.

Of course, for a miracle doctor like Yao Ru, logically speaking, even if he dies, he will not reveal the privacy of his patients...

Can……

Isn't he alive?

How can a living person withstand the cold eyes of Emperor Yong?

Yao Ru couldn't stand it, really couldn't stand it.

He said it.

But before he said it, he specifically warned the emperor, "Don't tell others about this. Don't tell others..."

Who can the emperor tell?

There is no one else.

When Feng Yun came out of the shower, he felt that something was wrong with Pei Man's face. When he looked at her, his eyes were red and wild, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

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

She stretched out her white little hand and waved it in front of Pei Ran's eyes.

That hand fell in the next moment, and together with her, fell into Pei Madang's arms.

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

Whip whip…

Feng Yun didn't know what Chun Yuyan's problem was, so he just took "Qiu Tong" back and gave it back to her. She didn't want to take it back, but Qu was determined to put it on the case whether he lived or died. She cried and begged, saying that he couldn't send it out, and he would die if he went back.

So it became another private matter in Pei Ran's eyes.

"I just mean well."

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

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

"Pei Gou!" Feng Yun stared at him, his teeth secreted a bit of itching, and he grabbed his clothes and saw the food box on the low table next to the couch.

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

These days, Feng Yun's appetite is not very good, she eats very little at each meal, and she gets hungry easily at night, so they try their best to keep her healthy...

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

But Feng Yun secretly wanted a little princess.

The pink and tender little girl is so cute.

Pei Ran didn't notice her look.

Recently, the courtiers have begun to make suggestions, whether intentionally or unintentionally, asking him to enrich the harem and produce heirs, and the court affairs are complicated. He has not had a good time to relieve himself for several days. How could he let such an opportunity go easily...

The bed is like a mountain, he can dominate the world, but he can still easily control her.

At first, Feng Yun was thinking about the soup in the bowl, thinking about the little princess, and was a little absent-minded. Gradually, he gained some pleasure, and then some tiny lingering sounds leaked out...

"I'll eat first, I'm hungry."

"I'll feed you."

He filled her up.

The maid outside the house listened for a long time and heard His Majesty asking the Queen if she could still eat.

"Can't eat it."

"Unappetizing……"

"Don't eat..."

The two maids had just arrived at Nagato. They were still young and were frightened. They found Xiaoman and asked, but the food prepared was not to the taste of the empress.

Xiao Man was suspicious, so he listened through the window and patted their heads.

"Go to the outer courtyard to serve."

June and July are the rainiest months, and it started to rain again without knowing when. On a summer night, the sound of rain and the chirping of insects made him a little excited, like a majestic beast coming down the mountain to eat, and the delicate chirping sound spread far away.

It was quiet at night.

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

But even if the insects heard it...

They knew that it was perfect.

I spent a lot of time writing this ending, but I still have to say that it will definitely have many flaws and will not satisfy everyone...

I am really a tangled person.

As for where to end, how much to write about love, about Chunyu Yan, Xiao Cheng, Puyang Yi, Wen Xingsu, etc....I have repeatedly adjusted the degree of this measure...

The last chapter has many words and a lot of information, so it may be tiring to read.

You have worked hard.

After the update, it is late at night again. It is the late night of the twelfth year that I have been with you, but it is the last day that Ayun and the others have been with me...

Thank you for your company along the way.

I may or may not write the extra chapters. It depends on how I feel. If I feel good and excited, I may add a few chapters. I won't force it.

Finally, I will still write a new book. I don't know when it will be. I just hope that one day, you will come back.

See you in the next book!

Do you want to meet?