The Slender Waist-Chapter 717 - 515 Pretending to be Serious_2

"No." Pei Jue showed no expression, "I’ve said it before, you make the decision."

Feng Yun slightly lifted her gaze, "Yet you ask me how to deal with the head concubine. Are you planning to send her back so she can continue to disorder the harem? Or are you saying you want to choose one or two that meet my standards to serve me?"

Pei Jue pressed a fingertip down, and Feng Yun’s words came to an abrupt halt...

Crimson cheeks, delicately alluring.

Whimpering softly, all displeasure concealed within slightly squinted eyes.

"Are you dressed yet? Hurry up."

Pei Jue helped her adjust her dress.

"Okay, go see your siblings now."

This phrase "siblings" carried a mocking tone.

Feng Yun had not yet adjusted her breathing, half-eyes open, she glanced towards his handsome profile.

Out of the blue, she uttered a sentence.

"In this lifetime, I hope you and your elder brother... stay safe and smooth, and not repeat the same mistakes."

Pei Jue’s back stiffened.

In his past life, he and Wen Xingsu fought countless battles.

To the death, without surrender.

Wen Xingsu cost him half of his life.

And died by his hands.

-

In the dining hall, Wen Xingsu waited for a good while, at least twenty minutes, before seeing the couple arrive hand-in-hand.

Pei Jue bowed his hands in greeting: "Elder brother, I’ve made you wait."

Wen Xingsu stood up and returned the salute respectfully, "Your Highness is too polite."

Feng Yun took her seat with a smile, "Serve the dishes."

The servants acknowledged her command.

The food had been prepared ahead of time, placed on trays, brought in one by one, and set in front of each of the three guests and hosts on their respective wooden tables.

Here, unlike Huaxi, there were no round tables that allowed people to dine together; each person sat at a separate place, sharing the meal but dining alone, creating an atmosphere that was harmonious.

Feng Yun heard that Wen Xingsu was to leave on a journey tomorrow and her eyes clearly showed her disappointment; during the meal, she occasionally had Xiaoman serve dishes and pour soup for him.

"Elder brother, please eat more. You haven’t had a chance to enjoy a proper hot meal outside on campaign, have you?"

She doted on her own older brother, quite candidly, unaware of Pei Jue’s gaze.

He too had been on campaigns, fighting battles...

But no one had coddled him with such warmth.

Feng Yun noticed his gaze and turned to smile lightly.

"General, please help yourself as well."

Pei Jue hummed a sound, lowering his eyes in silence.

Wen Xingsu seemed not to notice their exchanged glances, speaking to Feng Yun elegantly and gently, very natural and direct.

The two of them shared a similar temperament.

Pei Jue didn’t talk much.

After a while, he gently stroked his sleeve, leaned over, and placed a fried fish from his plate onto Feng Yun’s.

Feng Yun looked up at him.

Pei Jue turned his face away, asking Wen Xingsu.

"Is the wedding date set?"

They had just been discussing it and hadn’t decided yet.

Wen Xingsu and Feng Yun exchanged a look, then picking up on the previous topic of conversation, he smiled faintly.

"Ayun’s meaning is not to delay it until next year; she seems keen on the end of December. We’ll find someone to consult the augury, then decide."

Pei Jue nodded.

Wen Xingsu said, "At that time, I hope Your Highness can honor us with your presence, taking time out of your busy schedule to attend..."

At this moment, Feng Yun had already leisurely eaten the small fried fish.

Yecheng had only recently been restored, and there were still many affairs to handle in Xijing; Pei Jue couldn’t possibly, like her, put down his state affairs and concentrate on waiting for the wedding in Andu.

She guessed Pei Jue wouldn’t have the time.

With a faint smile, she laid down her chopsticks.

"Of course, he will attend. Elder brother, why the formalities? We are one family, no need for such words."

"Lady Yun is right."

Pei Jue looked back at her, meeting those sparkly autumnal eyes, his expression softened.

"How could I miss my uncle’s joyous occasion?"

Wen Xingsu hurriedly said, "You do me great honor."

Throughout the meal, the couple interacted harmoniously, a gentle breeze and soft rain, appearing very much like a pair of deeply affectionate spouses. Wen Xingsu, on the other hand, found his meal rather tasteless.

Feng Yun used to be closer to him.

Whether it was previously in Tai City, Andu of Bingzhou, whether she was infatuated with Xiao Cheng or married to Pei Jue, the bond between them wasn’t something outsiders could intervene in...

But now, he distinctly felt like an outsider.

After the meal, Pei Jue personally had the people from Yecheng’s Astronomical Bureau come over, and in front of Feng Yun, calculated a wedding date for Wen Xingsu and Puyang Yi...

After some deliberation, the date was set even earlier than what they had discussed.

"December 15, there is no better day in the whole year."

The Astronomical Bureau declared decisively.

Feng Yun calculated the days and said with a bubbly laugh:

"It’s a bit hurried, but fortunately, the preparations for the wedding are ready and won’t be too much trouble... Elder brother, what do you think?"

As it was the best day and there was enough time, what could Wen Xingsu say?

With eyes brimming with joy as if embodying a babbling brook and the gentleness of a spring breeze, he bowed his thanks to each in turn.

"Then let’s settle on this day."

-

As soon as Wen Xingsu took his leave, the smile on Feng Yun’s face disappeared.