Nagato has a thin waist

Feng Yun was imprisoned by Wen Xingsu in a courtyard where she didn't even know where she was.

It was heavily guarded and she could not move even an inch.

Wen Xingsu sent two mute maids to serve her. They fed her and took care of her every day. They were skilled in martial arts and acted swiftly, but they never talked to her.

I don't know if I ask three questions.

Just pretending to be dead.

Therefore, she didn't know that during the days of being imprisoned, the whole world was almost in chaos.

The Battle of Suoyao Ridge ended with the Qi side withdrawing their troops, and the surprise attack on Bingzhou was due to Wen Xingsu's secret attack on Chencang, and Chun Yuyan's Yunchuan Army had no reinforcements, resulting in a deformation of the offensive strategy, and the Qi Army almost made dumplings in Bingzhou.

In the fight between snipe and clam, Wen Xingsu, the fisherman, became the biggest winner...

During the seven years when he held Dayong's military power, he deployed a large number of men in the Nanyong and Dongyong armies. Now, with a wave of his flag, he quickly controlled the north of the Huai River, approaching Xinjing...

Xinjing is in danger.

Pei Jun, the prince of the Supervisory State, sat in the Mingtang at a young age and ordered all ministries in the capital to close the city gates, call on the people, and prepare supplies.

Anping General Ao Qi, the commander of the Northern Yong Army, personally took command, integrated the Forbidden Army and the soldiers of the various battalions in the capital, issued a proclamation, boosted morale, and prepared a strong formation to defend the imperial city.

-

The wheels of history are rolling forward...

Feng Yun was forced to sit in this car that he had no control over, but he was like a clay puppet, powerless to control the situation.

Wen Xingsu sat in front of her for a long time. Her eyes moved slightly after the tea had cooled down.

"Where are you going to take me?"

Wen Xing traced back: "Go back to Huaxi."

Feng Yun said: "You are not so kind."

Wen Xingsu saw that she didn't believe it and pursed his lips slightly.

"Why do you say that?"

Feng Yun said: "There is a Changmen in Huaxi. There is a Buqu in Changmen. Others don't know how much I weigh, but you know it all."

Speaking of this, she felt a little angry.

While sneering, he gritted his teeth.

It’s really hard to guard against domestic thieves.

She had thought that someone would betray her, but she never thought that that person would be Wen Xingsu.

She was even afraid that Wen Xingsu would be embarrassed by Pei Madang when she was away, so much so that she risked her life and fortune to tell everything about Nagato so that he could save his life at the critical moment.

Wen Xingsu took advantage of this.

He took away the moon hanging around Feng Yun's neck, and also took away the token that ordered Merlin's tribe.

He told everyone in Changmen, told Xing Bing, told Hou Zhun, told Huaxi, and even told everyone in the world, told Pei Mad, told Xiao Cheng, told Chunyu Yan——

Feng Yun rebelled.

"What Twelve Mother wants, I will go through fire and water, go all out...I will fight to the death to get it for her."

Wen Xingsu was a member of Feng Yun.

He can represent Feng Yun to a considerable extent.

As soon as the news came out, the world was in an uproar.

If this rebellious woman was not Feng Yun, no one might believe it...

A woman has become the queen of the country, her husband only favors her, and her son is the heir apparent. She can get wind and rain when she wants, so there is no reason for rebellion.

But she is Feng Yun...

He is the Lord of Nagato.

Rich, wealthy, and mysterious.

She had a motive for rebellion.

After all, the difference between a queen and an emperor is a world of difference. An ambitious queen wanted to replace the emperor, but she didn't know it was impossible.

Rumors outside are spreading wildly, which is good for Wen Xingsu.

Therefore, Feng Yun did not believe that he would bring her back to Huaxi.

"Once I appear in front of others, your lies will be exposed."

Wen Xingsu was silent for a moment.

"If you don't show up, some people won't believe it."

"Who doesn't believe it?" Feng Yun asked.

Wen Xingsu stopped talking.

The wheels of the wheels rattled.

Feng Yun sneered, laughing so hard that his head hurt.

"Actually, it was too early and too hasty for you to take action. You could have waited a little longer. Wouldn't it be better to wait until the two countries were at war with each other until they were exhausted and it was difficult to compete with you anymore?"

Wen Xingsu looked at her and said, "If you don't go to Dan County, this is my original plan."

When Yong, Qi, and Yunchuan were all in a mess, all three were defeated and barely surviving, he would come out to clean up the mess.

At that point, taking action will be victory.

"Without your advice, the pace of the Qi army's attack would not have been disrupted. The two countries were evenly matched, so I would sit firmly on the Diaoyutai... But you came, and Yunchuan intervened again. If I didn't take action, Dayong and Yunchuan would join forces, Xiao If Cheng is eager for success, he will definitely be defeated by your clever plan. If Qi loses the state and retreats to Hengqu Pass, Xiao Cheng will definitely seek peace and truce. If he wants to fight again, he doesn't know when. …”

Feng Yun sneered, "So, I ruined your plan?"

Wen Xingsu said nothing and silently handed the peeled pear to her hand.

Feng Yun didn't answer.

He will give again.

These days, he has always been emotionally stable and considerate in everything. Apart from not giving him freedom of movement, he never forces anything on Feng Yun. He seems to still be the good brother who loves his sister.

He sighed, "I know I'm not good, but I want you to be good."

"Thank you." Feng Yun sneered.

Wen Xingsu was not angry. He put the pears away and wiped his hands.

"What about now?" Feng Yun looked at him and asked, "How are you going to take over Xinjing? Which puppet are you going to make the emperor, or are you going to wait until you get on the throne?"

Wen Xingsu looked at her calmly.

"Yao Yao, you are unfair."

It was raining outside, and the spring rain was pattering. When he came in, half of his sleeves were wet, and there was some mist on his hair. As he pondered, his eyes looked a little sour.

"In these troubled times, everyone can compete for supremacy. Pei Madang can do it, Xiao Cheng can do it, Chun Yuyan can do it, why can't I?"

For decades, the country has been that country, the throne has come and gone, and the situation has changed. Why can't it be him?

"Didn't you tell me that? Only when you have power in your own hands can you feel at ease. I did what you said, why are you reluctant?"

Under the dim skylight, he looked elegant, light and majestic.

Every word was spoken frankly.

Feng Yun was speechless.

In order to avoid the tragedy in her previous life, she forced herself to change her fate, but she overexerted herself and fed Wen Xingsu's ambition...

-

As we enter March, the weather is getting warmer day by day.

The climate is pleasant, but the atmosphere in the Qi army camp is very stagnant.

Yan Buxi sat on the table, half-squinting his eyes, looking at Qi Jun in front of him.

The white piece falls.

There was no movement on the other side for a long time.

"Your Majesty, it's your turn."

"Mr. Yan." Xiao Cheng's tone was slightly hoarse. He hadn't slept very well these days, and his tiredness was visible in his brows.

"The world says she has rebelled, but I don't believe it."

Yan Buxi raised his eyes, "This... minister is also half-convinced."

Xiao Cheng's face looked better, "I misjudged Wen Xingsu. I never thought that he would stir up troubles and have such ambitions."

Yan Buxi sighed, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Feng Twelve Niang fell into his hands, and her life is safe."

Xiao Cheng was silent.

Didn't deny anything...

The chessboard was silent, and he was clearly distracted.

Yan Buxi looked at him a few more times when the guard's voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Xian and the Feng family would like to see you."

Xiao Cheng lowered his face slightly.

After the incident at Suoyao Ridge, Xiao Cheng not only failed to appreciate Wen Xingsu's stab in the back for giving the Qi army a chance to escape unscathed, but instead quickly arrested Mrs. Chen and the Wen clan in Jiangdong...

No one knows why he did this.

But her mother was taken away and her life or death was uncertain. Feng Ying immediately panicked. So, following Feng Jingting and his family, they set out from Taicheng to find Emperor Qi to plead for mercy.

The Feng family was in decline. They could not speak in the court and had no members who were high-ranking officials. However, the aristocratic confidence of the centuries-old family was still there. Feng Ying was still the imperial concubine. Kneeling down outside the door like this still didn't look good after all.

Yan Buxi raised his eyes, "Your Majesty, why don't we meet? You can play this game anytime..."

Xiao Cheng frowned and nodded.

Like last time, he still only summoned Feng Jingting.

Treat each other with good tea and good words of advice.

"Feng Gong, please go back. My wife and the rebel Wen Hui secretly made a living, and almost caused the Qi army to be defeated at Suoyao Ridge... It is a serious crime to treason, and it is useless to ask me."

Feng Jingting repeatedly bowed his hands.

"Zhuo Jing is too timid to do such a rebellious thing. There must be some misunderstanding. I hope Your Majesty will understand..."

Xiao Cheng's face darkened, "Mr. Feng is saying that I am framing her?"

Feng Jingting was startled, his lips pursed, and he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Cheng glanced at him slowly, his eyes calm.

"What's more, your daughter is still rebelling against Wen Hui. Don't you want to save her?"

Feng Jingting groaned, his expression quite surprised.

"Your Majesty is saying that Twelfth Mother... she and my stepson, no, that rebel Wen Hui... are not conspiring to rebel?"

Xiao Cheng: "You, a father...hum!"

He waved his hand, not wanting to say more.

"Stand back. I'm tired..."

Feng Jingting murmured and wanted to leave, but was a little reluctant.

"I dare you, Your Majesty. I wonder where Zhuojing... is being held. Are you alive or dead right now?"

"Can't die." Xiao Cheng looked at him calmly and said without emotion: "She is Wen Hui's biological mother. How can I let her die?"

Feng Jingting looked at his cold eyes and suddenly understood something. He bowed slowly and sighed heavily.

"I understand, your Majesty is working very hard just to rescue Twelve Niangs..."

Xiao Cheng hummed, which was considered polite to him.

"Feng Gong, go back and have a good life. If one day comes, I will still use you."

Feng Jingting became excited when he heard this.

Does this mean that if Feng Yun comes back, he will still be re-employed?

He was determined to be the emperor's father-in-law.

In fact, he didn't care about Mrs. Chen that much. He was just an old married couple, so it was unreasonable to ignore her.

With Xiao Cheng's promise, his brows became a little brighter.

When I was about to say goodbye, I thought of my daughter who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Your Majesty, I have a request." Feng Jingting gritted his teeth and said with an awkward smile: "Concubine Xian has been kneeling for a whole day since this morning. Your Majesty, why don't you listen to what she wants to say?"

Xiao Cheng hesitated for a moment and winked at Jixiang.

"Concubine Xuanxian."

Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Here."

-

Feng Ying entered the door, lowered her head unconsciously, bowed to Xiao Cheng, and slowly knelt down.

"I have met Your Majesty..."

The wide veil covered her eyebrows, and her white neck looked very slender.

Xiao Cheng looked seriously: "Concubine Xian, you have disappointed me."

Feng Ying was stunned for a moment.

Before he could speak, his throat was already choked with sobs.

The man in front of her was her husband, but before today, she had not seen him for a long time.

Her husband, whom she couldn't even see in person, said he was very disappointed in her.

Xiao Cheng frowned when he saw her silent.

"Concubine Xian, I am very busy. If you have nothing to say, please step aside."

His voice was low and his face was filled with impatience.

The curtain on Feng Ying's head was shaking slightly, and her eyes under the gauze were extremely cold.

"Why is Your Majesty so indifferent?"

After a pause, she smiled bitterly again, "I owe you nothing in this life. After all, it is your Majesty who owes me."

Xiao Cheng's expression changed, "Bold!"

In front of him, Feng Ying has always been a noble lady from aristocratic family who is demure and measured. Even if her appearance is damaged, her charm will never be lost.

But today, maybe because she had been kneeling outside for a long time and was dizzy from the sun, she not only spoke boldly, but her tone was sad and angry, and she was also particularly bitter.

"My Feng family is loyal to Your Majesty and have never been sorry to Your Majesty. My uncle's death was not because he did anything to offend the court. It's just that Your Majesty... you need to eliminate the heroes who assisted you in your rise to power, so that you can monopolize power."

"Concubine Xian." Xiao Cheng's voice turned cold, "Are you crazy?"

Feng Ying's tears rolled down her face, "I'm not crazy. My family is in ruins, my husband is neglected, and I'm not crazy. How could I suddenly go crazy just because my mother is in jail?"

Xiao Cheng pursed his lips tightly.

"Have you finished speaking? Concubine Xian, I have been tolerant to you, don't be ungrateful."

Feng Ying laughed, laughed, and cried again.

"I have admired Your Majesty for many years and have never made a big mistake. I don't know why I ended up in this situation... Your Majesty, where did my brother Xiao San go... Do you know? I want to find him and complain about my grievances..."

Xiao Cheng's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Feng Ying said: "Your Majesty, it's too bitter to love someone and not get what you ask for. It's really too bitter... Your Majesty, do you know that feeling that scratches the heart and lungs?"

Xiao Cheng said nothing.

His face was slightly moved.

It’s really hard to ask for something but not get it.

Feng Ying looked at his emotionless face, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

"In this life, I will never find a husband."

Before her voice fell, she suddenly touched her forehead to the ground, kowtowed heavily to Xiao Cheng, and choked with sobs: "In that case, please let me live, Your Majesty."

Xiao Cheng: "What did you say?"

"I beg your Majesty's permission to allow this concubine to leave the palace, become a nun, and find a pure land to end her remaining life."

She kowtowed slowly.

Every time he kowtows, he seems to be bidding farewell to his own emotions, "Feng Shi Aying, I would like to ask myself to leave the palace. From now on, I will be separated from Your Majesty, and there will no longer be any relationship between husband and wife."

Xiao Cheng was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"allow."

A precise word, so bland and emotionless.

Feng Ying's tears fell down like broken beads.

I really never thought of her as my wife.

If she leaves or she stays, he doesn't care.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Feng Ying glanced at the tea on his wooden table, slowly walked closer on her knees, raised her head and said:

"You and I are husband and wife, let's have a farewell drink today."

Xiao Cheng didn't say a word.

Feng Ying raised her sleeves and filled the two cups full.

Then, under Xiao Cheng's indifferent gaze, he picked up the wine glass.

"Brother Xiao San, I will... never see you again in this life."

She raised her sleeves, slowly drank the bitter wine in the cup, then knelt on the ground, placed her hands flat in front of her, and gave a farewell salute to Xiao Cheng, without raising her head for a long time.

Xiao Cheng looked at her for a moment, then picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.