Nagato has a thin waist

To celebrate the relocation of the capital, a big banquet was held in the imperial city. All civil and military officials gathered together. The lights were bright, and people were passing glasses and changing glasses. It was very lively.

Before the banquet started, Pei Madang patiently sent someone to Changmen to invite Feng Yun.

The emperor has become dwarfed.

Unexpectedly, the palace servant who came back reported:

"My wife feels cold occasionally, and I am afraid that your majesty will be inconvenient to enter the palace after she has passed the illness..."

It was inconvenient to enter the palace, but I sent congratulatory gifts.

A cold bronze beast incense burner was placed on the royal desk with a grin on its face.

It's like laughing at the emperor's pretentiousness.

This Feng Twelve Niang is too bold.

The courtiers suppressed their expressions and held their breaths for fear of being angered by the emperor.

However, the emperor ordered the bronze beast incense burner to be put away without any criticism.

"Then let her rest well."

The courtiers looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The look in his eyes was as sad as if his country had perished.

Country and beauty, Your Majesty only sees beauty and not country?

-

A grand dinner party, where the king and his ministers enjoyed themselves.

By the time the banquet was over, the night was already deep.

Pei Madang quietly left the palace gate in a light carriage and headed for Huaxi...

Huaxi Market is brightly lit and bustling with people. Everywhere you look, you can see steaming meals and people walking out of their homes to spend the night.

This kind of human fireworks is completely different from the country path Pei Madang rode his horse through many years ago.

Huaxi is still awake.

However, Nagato's light went out early.

Looking from the outside, except for a wind lantern under the porch, the entire house was immersed in the dark night, like a crawling giant beast.

Qian Sanniu sighed quietly.

He began to sympathize with the emperor.

It’s just that the lady didn’t come to pick you up and didn’t want to go to the banquet. Didn’t you even leave a lamp for Your Majesty?

An ordinary wife would be scolded for looking like this, let alone an emperor's wife?

The carriage stopped.

Qian Sanniu opened the curtain carefully, his hands were trembling, and he made an excuse for Feng Yun.

"Perhaps the lady didn't know that His Majesty would come..."

"She knows." Pei Ran gathered his cloak slowly and looked at the dark house with his dark eyes, "She is waiting for me."

Questions popped up in Qian Sanniu's head.

He didn't see any warmth in this dark house.

Where did His Majesty get the confidence that his wife is waiting for him?

Qian Sanniu said: "Young one, go call the door..."

"No need." Pei Madang stopped him, put the cloak on his hand, walked straight through the gate, walked around the wall towards the backyard.

Qian Sanniu was stunned for a moment in confusion. Just as he was about to follow, Ji You stretched out his hand to stop him.

"do not go."

Qian Sanniu said oh, a little confused.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty? If you don't go through the main entrance, is it possible... that you want to climb over the wall?"

Ji You raised his eyebrows and looked at him sympathetically.

"Hurry up and find a wife. When you have a wife, you will understand everything."

Qian Sanniu was an honest man, so it was even more strange to hear this.

"Isn't Guard Ji not married? No, what does this have to do with whether he is married or not?"

Ji You glanced sideways at him and hooked his hands.

When he got closer, he asked mysteriously:

"Guess why the lady turned off the lights?"

"Why?" Qian Sanniu was puzzled.

"Stupid." Ji You hit him on the head, glanced at him, then put his arms around his shoulders and said, "What is your Majesty's status now? If he openly enters through the front door, how much attention will he attract and how much trouble will he cause?"

Qian Sanniu's eyes lit up.

Seeing that he understood, Ji You chuckled.

"Your Majesty and your wife have not seen each other for a long time and don't want to be disturbed. Do you think it would be more interesting for a group of people to kowtow to say hello, or would it be more interesting for them to quietly go to the young wife's room and have a private conversation behind closed doors?"

-

There were no lights in Feng Yun's room.

But today is August 15th, and the weather is still good. As soon as night falls, the full moon hangs brightly in the sky, like a silver lantern. The soft light of the cold moon shone on Pei Man's body, illuminating his chiseled face, making him look extraordinary and handsome.

The door was closed tightly without a latch.

He pushed gently and walked in.

There was no maid keeping vigil, not even Ao Zai was around.

The curtains in the room fluttered lightly. He opened the curtains and let in the bright white moonlight, which reflected warmly on the wooden couch...

"Yunniang, I'm back."

Feng Yun didn't answer. He seemed to be asleep. He was curled up and lying there quietly. His eyebrows were the same as yesterday. He looked lonely. The quilt covered him up to his shoulders. His whole person looked a little...

Pei Ran subconsciously felt something was wrong.

Her originally thin figure seemed to have gained a lot of weight, and her thin face also became rounder.

Feng Yun woke up when Pei Madang lit the candle.

She yawned, smiled, and slowly sat up hugging the quilt.

"Waiting and waiting until I fell asleep. When is it?"

There was a faint smile on her face, and there was fire in her eyes, as if the two people had never been separated. She didn't explain why she didn't pick him up or go to the palace banquet. She looked at him with quiet eyes, showing gentleness.

Pei Ran said nothing and looked at her motionlessly.

That look was something Feng Yun had never seen before, and he didn't know how to describe it...

It was as if a long time had passed before he came to her from the distant horizon. Worry and pity are as bright as the stars.

Feng Yun sighed slightly and waved to him.

"What are you doing so far away? Come and take a closer look."

Pei Jue approached slowly, wearing loose clothes, tall and cold, like a pine tree on a snowy mountain.

"Are you feeling unwell? Have you asked Yao Ru to come and see you? Why didn't you mention anything in the letter?"

Feng Yun smiled and looked into his eyes.

"I have seen it." Feng Yun nodded seriously.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yun raised her eyes and sighed slightly.

"I'm afraid there will be some trouble. We want to live happily in the future, but we can't anymore..."

Pei Jue's dark eyes sank, and there seemed to be a cold current in his eyes.

He sat down beside the couch, "Where are you feeling unwell?"

"Nowhere..." Feng Yun lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and looked like she wanted to say something but stopped.

Pei Jue frowned slightly, pulled her hand over, and wrapped it tightly.

"Don't be afraid, you still have me."

"But..." Feng Yun glanced at him hesitantly, then quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Your Majesty, do you really not mind that someone will come between us and compete with you for women?"

Pei Jue's eyes were stern.

Just as he was about to speak, his hand was pulled over by Feng Yun, and the quilt was lifted, and gently placed on his bulging belly.

"I know you have me in your heart, but I have him in my belly. What should I do?"

"What did you say?" Pei Jue did not move, staring at her for a long time.

It's not that he didn't hear clearly.

But, he wanted to hear her say it again.

Feng Yun chuckled, slightly turned sideways, and leaned over his ear, "I said, Pei Gou, I'm pregnant. Yours."

"Nonsense! Of course it's mine."

Pei Jue suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, with a light of surprise in his eyes. As soon as he hugged her, he quickly let go of his hand, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and only carefully held her shoulders with his palm.

"Yunniang... am I dreaming?"

He looked at Feng Yun's bulging belly with a deep and complex gaze. Even if he tried his best to restrain himself, he could not hide his excitement.

"You and I will put aside our ties and take what we need."

"No love, no marriage, no entering the harem, no children."

"Have fun when you are together, no entanglement when you are apart. Be happy when you come, no sadness when you leave."

The promise he nodded to himself was repeated in his ears over and over again. How many times did it stop him from having a love affair, and made him hesitate and not dare to ask for a child easily.

Yunniang's previous life, he knew better than anyone...

Time passed, and he was lucky to have her again.

He could follow her in the barriers she didn't want him to break and the pain she didn't want to admit.

Even if he had to endure thousands of criticisms for this...

He had even thought about it.

If he was not destined to have a child in this life, he would adopt Zuo in the future.

A Zuo is close to Yun Niang, and is a smart child. He will never let her down in the future...

But now Yun Niang is pregnant...

They will have their own child.

Happiness came too suddenly, and he was so excited that his arms were tense, tense, and almost trembling.

"Yun Niang, pinch me."

Feng Yun was slightly startled, and laughed softly. He stretched out two white fingers and pinched his hard arm hard, and asked with a smile: "Does it hurt?"

"No." His voice was hoarse.

"..." Feng Yun took a breath, turned his palm over and looked down, and exerted force again.

"Hiss!" Pei Jue was sober from the pain, "What a cruel woman."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, "What a cruel woman? Someone will help me in the future, and you can't bully me anymore."

When has he ever bullied her?

She has always been bullying him.

Pei Jue's emotions were mixed in his heart, but he was a cold person. Even if there was a turbulent ocean in his heart, he had no outlet to vent.

He gently stroked Feng Yun's bulging belly.

"How many months?"

"More than five months."

Pei Jue stared at the arc and frowned.

He had no idea about the woman's pregnancy, and it was inconvenient to say more. He just looked at her changes and sighed slightly.

"When I'm not around, did they take good care of you... They kept it so secret that even my spies didn't know. Yunniang, you suffered a lot alone, right?"

He didn't blame her for hiding it.

He was just worried that she would suffer.

Feng Yun smiled lightly and glared at him with raised eyebrows.

"Well, it turns out that there are spies in my Changmen?"

Pei Jue: "You didn't know it for the first time?"

It was precisely because of knowing that Feng Yun kept it so secret.

Because the mouth is the most difficult thing to keep secret, because it needs to eat and talk...

If one person knows, a group of people will know.

Then let everyone know.

Pei Jue lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Yunniang, I'm too late."