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The Slender Waist

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was unmatched in all eight districts of Xuzhou, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In times of chaos, where ceremonies fell apart and music broke down, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return. ---- In others' eyes, Feng Yun: A crazy beauty with a problem in her head. In Feng Yun’s eyes, Feng Yun: I know everything; I must be the god of this world, right? In their eyes, Feng Yun: She’s so unique and bizarre, I like her so much! ---- [This work is fictional, please do not verify the facts. The author does not shy away from offensive content. If you dislike it, simply close it, do not complain!]

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Chapter 43 Xiao Lang Mr. Pei_2

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This was an extremely indifferent, restrained, and arrogant man, who would never bow his head for a woman.

Feng Yun knew this, but she did not regret saying so.

It seemed like a moment had passed, or perhaps a long time, when finally, footsteps could be heard.

Pei Jue had left.

Feng Yun looked up and saw only his back as he took his sword and left, without a word.

The next day before dawn, Pei Jue returned.

Feng Yun did not know where he had slept that night, nor did she ask, but she was somewhat surprised that Pei Jue insisted on escorting her back.

Leaving the camp at this critical moment, his behavior puzzled Feng Yun.

From the camp at Jieqiu Mountain to the Tianzhuang in Huaxi Village, it was a good few dozen miles.

Fortunately, at this time of day, they could avoid the heat, and Pei Jue had found a cart used for hauling goods in the camp to ride in, which was quite comfortable.