Nagato has a thin waist

Feng Yun was carried back to the manor by Wen Xingsu.

Her dress was soaked, and the figure in the embrace cast a long shadow under the moon, hazy and romantic, accompanied by the breeze and falling leaves, delicate and gentle, and even had a strange and beautiful state.

Of course, this was Wen Xingsu's feeling.

Feng Yun only felt pain in her feet.

Not only her ankles, but also her toes were hurt when she stepped on them, and they were injured by the gravel, which was so painful that she didn't dare to touch them at this moment.

But she didn't want to appear in front of people like this.

When they were almost at the manor, she pulled Wen Xingsu's sleeve.

"Brother, put me down. I can do it myself."

Wen Xingsu lowered his head, knowing what she was worried about, and frowned.

At this moment, a strong sense of loss made his heart heavy as if he couldn't breathe. Not only did he not let go, but he also increased his strength.

"Are you afraid that your brother-in-law will dislike it?"

The word "brother-in-law" showed his frankness as a brother.

What Feng Yun said next would be inappropriate.

"He won't be unhappy, but there are so many people and there are many gossips. What if someone has bad intentions and talks nonsense, which will ruin your reputation..."

"That's good."

Wen Xingsu looked at the servants around him calmly.

"Will you talk nonsense?"

Everyone was shocked.

"My dear, no."

Wen Xingsu lowered his head and looked at Feng Yun.

"You heard it all."

Facing his gaze, Feng Yun suddenly felt relieved.

She was just injured, so why not let her brother carry her back? Why should she pretend to be so serious and cover up?

She moved her injured foot and cried out in pain again, and then said:

"Thank you, brother."

Wen Xingsu nodded and side-eyed the servants.

"Run faster and ask Doctor Yao to come to the farm."

The servants responded and trotted away.

Wen Xingsu slowed down his pace while holding Feng Yun...

He walked steadily, afraid of falling her again, but his arms were particularly stiff.

The skin touched by his fingers was so soft that it seemed like it had no bones. A dense layer of goose bumps quickly formed on his body. He felt that he didn't know where to put his fingers.

Feng Yun was defenseless, holding Wen Xingsu's collar with both hands, still thinking about Puyang Yi's scolding, and was distracted by himself. Wen Xingsu needed to take a deep breath to restrain the ripples in his heart...

Worried.

And secretly happy.

Self-blaming.

And happy.

It was difficult for him to describe his feelings at the moment.

Just like a little animal secretly hiding in a corner to peek at the sun, suddenly encountered a gust of wind, blowing the window open, and leaking a ray of sunlight to him...

He wanted to hold this ray of light tightly and tightly, and refused to let go.

Because once it slips out of his palm, it will never come back.

It was still early, and the sky had not yet completely darkened. On the way, I met a few villagers returning from the east of the village. They subconsciously looked over and examined the two people who were close together.

Then they asked curiously:

"What happened to the wife of the village head?"

Wen Xingsu replied, "I sprained my ankle."

The villagers became concerned, and as they were talking, the lights in front of them were bright.

The air suddenly became thinner before Pei Jue arrived.

The atmosphere was tense for no reason.

He walked closer with his entourage, and the lantern in his hand flickered.

When he got closer, he glanced at Feng Yun, handed the lantern to Zuo Zhong, and stretched out his hand to Wen Xingsu.

"I'll do it."

It seemed that the person who went to inform Yao Ru also informed Pei Jue.

Wen Xingsu was a little annoyed.

There was a subtle, needle-like pain that rolled over his heart...

He paused for a moment.

It was at this moment that Pei Jue looked over.

The two of them stared into each other's eyes, and in front of so many people, they seemed to be frozen in place, not moving...

Feng Yun felt a hint of nervousness.

"Brother, put me down."

She touched Wen Xingsu's arm, and under Pei Jue's sharp gaze, she stretched out her hand to him and said innocently: "I accidentally stepped into the ditch just now, it hurts so much..."

The tone of her voice was a little coquettish, and no one would have the heart to blame her.

Pei Jue held her over, his eyes lowered, not looking at Wen Xingsu, his tone was light, but full of concern, "Don't go out after dark next time."

Feng Yun grumbled, and said with a bitter face:

"You said you would go to Andu City tomorrow to see Xiaoqi's house, but now it's over. When you wake up tomorrow, you will be swollen like a dumpling, and you won't be able to walk..."

Pei Jue: "Then take a break for two days, there's no rush."

The two of them talked, without too much abrupt affection, but there was a lingering atmosphere lingering around, which made it difficult for outsiders to blend in...

Wen Xingsu slowed down his pace and hung far behind them.

The warmth between his fingers was still there, but his arms were empty.

The unreasonable sense of frustration magnified his emotions, and also magnified the feeling of holding Wen Xiangru in his arms just now...

He lowered his head.

In the moonlight, he saw a wrinkle on his clothes.

That was caused by Feng Yun's body when he was holding her.

Wen Xingsu gently smoothed it out and smiled bitterly.

-

When Feng Yun was put on the wooden couch by Pei Cong, Yao Ru came running over with a medicine box.

Puyang Jiu and a little Yuan Shangyi came with him.

They came from Yangxinzhai.

Puyang Jiu was called by Pei Cong.

Yuan Shangyi came by himself.

Feng Yun looked at the crowd of people standing in the room and felt embarrassed.

It was just a sprained ankle, was there any need to make such a big fuss?

Two for the doctor and one for the little emperor.

Pei Madang didn't expect that Puyang Jiu would bring Yuan Shangyi over, glance at him casually, bow his hands, and let people watch.

Yuan Shangyi didn't sit on the stool, but sat directly on the edge of Feng Yun's wooden couch. His eyes were filled with worry. He stretched out his little hand as if he wanted to touch her, but felt it was inappropriate and took it back gracefully.

"Does it hurt, madam?"

"It doesn't hurt." Feng Yun shook his head and smiled warmly, "You see, you will be punished if you don't walk attentively, and I suffered the consequences..."

Yuan Shangyi frowned and looked up at Puyang Jiu.

"Medical Officer Puyang, is it important?"

Puyang Jiu glanced at Doctor Yao.

He and Dr. Yao arrived at the same time. At this time, Dr. Yao had rolled up his sleeves and was ready to see Feng Yun's injuries, so it was inconvenient for him to take action again.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Puyang Jiu smiled and picked a sentence that could be used anywhere to appease the little emperor.

"Princess Ji Ren has her own destiny. It'll be okay, it'll be okay."

Pei Madang looked at him again.

Puyang Jiu felt the hair on his back grow. He didn't know where he had offended His Highness King Yonghuai. His eyes wanted to pierce him.

Yao Ru looked at Feng Yun's injury, asked his servant to bring a round stool and put it in front of the couch, and then motioned for her to stretch out her feet and put them on it.

"Fortunately, no bones were injured. I first massaged and massaged the lady, and then applied hot compress. I think it will be fine, but the tendons and veins are damaged. It will take some time to recover as before, and the lady will have to suffer a lot..."

Hearing Yao Ru's words, Feng Yun was a little annoyed.

She still has a lot of things to do recently...

Wen Xingsu looked at the confusion on her face and said apologetically:

"It's my fault. If you don't go see the house, it won't happen."

Feng Yun laughed, "Obviously I wanted to take you to see it on a whim... Brother, I have to get up early tomorrow, so go back and rest. I'm fine."

Wen Xingsu pursed his lips.

He wanted to stay and take care of her himself.

Just like when she was hurt as a child...

The only person close to Yao Yao is him.

But today is different from the past...

"Okay." Wen Xingsu responded, bowed to the little emperor and others in the room and left one by one.

Pei Ran looked up and saw his lonely back.

Feng Yun turned to look at Yuan Shangyi, "It's getting late, Ayuan, please go back too, don't keep Lin Nv Shi waiting..."

Won Sang Yi pouted.

He wanted to stay.

But when his eyes came into contact with Pei Ran's, he backed down again.

Finally, he nodded obediently, stood up and followed Dong Bai back to Yangxinzhai.

Puyang Jiu waited until Yao Ru had taken care of Feng Yun's injury and was ready to sneak away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the room, Pei Madang followed him out.

"Oh my God! Silently, you want to scare me to death?"

The Nine Evil Men of Puyang complained first, patting their chests and turning their heads to glare at him.

Pei Madan motioned to him coldly, "Come here."

He walked to the eaves of the cloister and stood tall.

Puyang Jiu's lips twitched slightly, he followed up with a murmur, and said in a low voice: "What are you talking to me about in private this late at night?"

Pei Ran asked, "Where's the medicine I asked you to prepare?"

Pei Ran: Where is my medicine?

Feng Yun: Good night!