Nagato has a thin waist

It's natural to act like a scoundrel.

He is still the same Chun Yuyan.

Feng Yun snorted: "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?"

"You are so shameless."

Feng Yun actually hasn't scolded anyone for a long time.

After becoming the queen, it is harder than climbing to the sky to find someone to challenge her. When something happens, she doesn't need to change her face, someone will kneel down and beg for mercy immediately. Everyone follows her. This sudden bully immediately forces out her little temper.

Chun Yuyan laughed softly.

"Then can you shamelessly ask the queen to let me talk for a moment?"

Feng Yun stared at him without saying anything.

Chun Yuyan is not the old eunuch Xiang Zhong. If he can't fool her, he will threaten her. There is always a good trick.

This person is stubborn and will not recognize his relatives when he gets mad. Nothing you say will work.

Feng Yun suppressed her smile, "There is the sky above and the earth under our feet. What can't be said here? King Yunchuan, if you have something to say, you can just say it. I'm listening."

Chun Yuyan raised his hand lightly, signaling the soldiers around to disperse, and pointed to the courtyard with the gate wide open on the street.

"Your Majesty, please."

At this moment, Feng Yun's expression changed with shock.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Chun Yuyan must have one thousand and eight burrows...

The carriage drove into the courtyard, and Chun Yuyan ordered Xiang Zhong.

"No one is allowed to approach without my permission."

Xiang Zhong replied, "Yes."

-

In fact, Feng Yun is not afraid of Chun Yuyan.

She didn't want to see him just to avoid "ambiguity". Although she didn't have so many moral shackles of a loyal husband and a brave woman after her rebirth, she had a husband and a son, and Ruibao was still the current prince. Even if she was not afraid of what people said, she still had a child.

Over the years, she has been much more restrained in her behavior, and she has been careful about her words and deeds, not leaving room for people to talk about her.

This is why she didn't want to see Chun Yuyan.

But the two of them sat opposite each other in the living room, like old friends, and she didn't feel awkward.

In the subtle silence, the air was stagnant for a long time.

She was born beautiful, with fair skin and dark eyes. She stared at people without showing any emotion, and Chunyu Yan understood...

This woman was his burial place.

He said: "Let's talk."

Where to start?

What to say?

Feng Yun said: "Didn't the king ask me to come? I heard from the king."

Chunyu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled like chatting, "You have changed a lot."

Feng Yun looked back calmly, "You too."

Chunyu Yan: "I'm not joking."

Feng Yun: "Me too."

Chunyu Yan: ...

Feng Yun looked at each other indifferently.

She really thought so.

Chunyu Yan's change was not external, nor was it caused by changing to a more cold and scary mask.

But that feeling, that momentum, more fascinating than before...

Feng Yun felt it the moment he entered the room and sat down.

The sharp profile, the gloomy eyes, it seems that this person has been stabbed countless times, leaving countless marks, the eyes are not so clear, but more cruel, more sharp...

Chun Yuyan was also bad before.

He was clearly bad.

Now he can't see the badness in him...

But he has more power to "destroy others".

Feng Yun sorted out his thoughts, sat steadily, leisurely.

"King Yunchuan didn't hesitate to use force to invite me, it can't be as simple as having tea and reminiscing about the past?"

Chun Yuyan just smiled.

His black hair was tied with a jade crown, and his robe was elegant. His eyes stared at her, as if his autumn pupils were like water, and he seemed to have restored some of his old appearance.

"I heard that the queen is very concerned about my health?"

Feng Yun was startled, and also smiled.

"I don't care. It's just a polite word. King Yunchuan doesn't need to care."

Chun Yuyan said, "Oh", and he was not angry.

It's not the first day they met. Feng Yun has said so many more hurtful words than this. He remembers them all.

Chun Yuyan wanted to tear the smile off her face.

"Then I'll answer your politeness."

"Oh?"

"I'm not very well."

Feng Yun glanced at his gorgeous cloud pattern loose clothes, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Is it because of too much money?"

Chun Yuyan smiled silently.

"Your Majesty knows. You understand."

Feng Yun's lips moved slightly, and then closed subconsciously.

She understood the meaning of Chun Yuyan's words.

This bizarre thing that she couldn't believe and still couldn't believe after repeated confirmation by Yao Ru was very absurd...

"It's been so many years."

She sighed, "It's still not cured?"

"Yes, it's been so many years. Isn't it strange?" Chun Yuyan stared at her with his eyes, "There are many women in the palace. If I'm happy, I can change one every day."

Feng Yun: "Did you do that?"

Chun Yuyan didn't answer.

Sometimes, he was willing to keep her appetite hanging and wait for her to ask.

But Feng Yun obviously didn't have such good patience. Seeing that he was silent, she bowed slightly and apologized to him for the first time for what happened that year.

"I was young at that time, I was a little too heavy-handed, and I didn't expect the consequences. It's my fault for causing trouble to the king."

Chun Yuyan: "Is that the end?"

Feng Yun was silent for a moment, "If it was property, I could still compensate. I'm sorry that I can't do anything about the king's illness."

"If you have the heart, how can you not compensate?" Chun Yuyan narrowed his eyes, looked at her delicate face, her narrow waist after giving birth, and sneered.

"Feng Twelve, do you know what I think every time I see you?"

The old name touched the heart.

The fiery gaze, like a knife, seemed to be peeling off her clothes, and accompanied by the faint fragrance in the air, Feng Yun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"What are you thinking about, and what does it have to do with me?"

Chun Yuyan slowly curled his lips, leaned over as if joking, stared into her eyes, and said meaningfully, "Maybe, if you get it once, your illness will be cured."

Feng Yun changed his face slightly.

He still looked at her without changing his expression.

"It will hurt your heart and lungs if you don't get it. If you get it, you will find it, but that's it..." There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, "Feng Twelve, give me once? Please."

"King Yunchuan be careful!"

Feng Yun turned cold and looked out the window.

"The camp is busy, and His Majesty is still waiting for me to return. If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will not accompany you."

With that said, she stood up to leave.

Chun Yuyan stretched out a hand to stop her.

Feng Yun's face darkened: "Your Majesty, do you have any other advice?"

"Where's Ming Dy?" Chunyu Yan asked.

His eyes were on her, unbridled.

Feng Yun felt a little uncomfortable all over.

It's been a long time since she became queen, and it's been a long time since she's been looked at with such eyes...

No one dared to make a mistake in front of her.

Chunyu Yan dares.

He wasn't afraid of Pei Madang, or even anyone.

He is a fearless madman...

This time, he dared to gamble on Yunchuan's century-old foundation. What else could he not dare to do?

Feng Yun: "Your Majesty's gift must be carefully treasured. How can you keep it with you?"

Chun Yuyan chuckled, "Why don't you blink when you lie?"

Feng Yun: "Why should I blink?"

Chunyu Yan stared at her, "You really lied."

Feng Yun: "..."

Chun Yuyan: "Did you lose it?"

Feng Yun actually didn't lose it.

That thing was exquisitely made, what a pity it was to lose it?

But she didn't take it with her when she left Xinjing.

"It's good that she didn't throw it away." Chun Yuyan seemed to have seen through her, or maybe he had already lost his temper by Feng Yun, and even if she really threw her into the pit, he would still be able to deal with it calmly.

"Take it." He summoned another one from nowhere. It was still made of fine iron, with two small ends and a large middle, shaped like a date.

Seeing Feng Yun in a daze, he lowered his head, took her hand, held the whistle hole in his mouth, blew lightly, and then said: "It can sound like a whistle, or it can also be used as an arrow. Feng Twelve, when you need me, I will Will be at."

Feng Yun felt hot in his heart, as if there were ants crawling on his body.

That kind of look and affection should not appear on Chun Yuyan, nor should she bear it.

"Sorry, I don't need..."

Before he finished speaking, Chun Yuyan's eyes changed.

The tenderness just now suddenly became extremely cold, and every word he spoke was filled with ridicule.

"You owe me so much, what will happen if you obey me once?"

Feng Yun: "When will I owe you?"

Chun Yuyan: "You just apologized."

Feng Yun was silent.

Chun Yuyan's eyes softened again.

"You will bully me. You clearly know how I treat you, you clearly know that...if I use force, you can't escape. If I are more cruel...your child was born for me, not Pei Wangzhi."

Feng Yun sneered.

In his harsh sneers, he sneered and felt a little unbearable.

This is a particularly weird thing.

In the past seven long years, she had almost forgotten everything about Chun Yuyan, but when they met again, every bit of the past could clearly come to mind.

Especially the night at Tujiawu Fort is still fresh in my memory.

He said, "Help me, Feng Twelve..."

"It's okay for you to bully me."

"Feng Twelve, I feel so uncomfortable."

He loses his temper, curses, is too arrogant to look good, and is as humble as an abandoned kitten or puppy. He always wants to beg her and please her, just to let her smooth his hair for him.

That was the most profound scene in all her memories of Chun Yuyan.

At this moment, standing in front of him was King Yunchuan.

But his expression and movements seemed to have come from the third year of Xinghe. He was still proud, still handsome, still looking at her so intently and eagerly, and just wanted to beg her to smooth his hair for him.

"Feng Twelve."

His eyes were red and he called her.

"Feng Twelve, can't you say something nice?"

Feng Yun suddenly lowered his head, looked at his toes, and laughed.

Chun Yuyan is really attractive, and he also likes to deliberately act handsome and seduce her...

pity……

No fate.

Feng Yun's mind became active for a moment, but his face was solemn and cold. He didn't give him any extra warmth as he bowed and saluted.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty."

She had no intention of entangled, put the Ming Dy in her palm, saluted him, called Xiao Man and walked out.

As she walked up, looking at the soldiers on both sides, she was actually a little hesitant and nervous...

She was afraid that Chun Yuyan would force her to stay again.

Although she is currently in Danjun City, if Chun Yuyan really wants to do something to her, her group of people are indeed no match...

No matter how quickly Pei Madang came, he could only collect her body.

However, Chun Yuyan did not stop him.

He just stood there under the eaves of the courtyard wall, watching her leave and gradually disappear with a cold expression, as if he was crushing the blooming petals of spring into pieces before his eyes...