The Slender Waist-Chapter 180 - 129 Accompany to the End_3

That was the birth mother of Wen Xingsu.

It was a bond of blood and flesh that couldn’t be severed.

Therefore, Feng Yun never talked much about this in front of him.

Having been a mother herself, she didn’t want to disparage another mother in front of her son, even if that person was from the Chen Family.

But since Wen Xingsu brought it up, she didn’t avoid the subject.

"I do hold resentment, but not towards you. Matters of marriage are not something you, as a brother, can decide on. What use is there in blaming you? In my heart, they are them, and we are us..."

Wen Xingsu was Feng Ying’s own older brother, and she was Feng Ying’s own older sister; one shared a father but not a mother with her, the other shared a mother but not a father, both related by blood to Feng Ying, yet both were the outliers of the family...

In the dark days following Ah Mu’s death, Wen Xingsu was the only warmth she had in that home.

She could blame herself, but she would never blame him.

"Don’t worry, elder brother."

Wen Xingsu breathed a sigh of relief, listened to the sound of the river, and still managed a bitter smile.

"Who could have imagined that you and I, brother and sister, would end up delivering medicine to the Jin Army on the battlefield between Jin and Qi today?"

Feng Yun laughed along, "No matter if it’s Jin or Qi, they are still the same people. It is the war that divides north and south, not the civilians."

She paused, then asked casually, "Do you know why I admire Pei Jue’s way of conducting warfare?"

Wen Xingsu’s lips pressed lightly together, "Why?"

Feng Yun: "He bears a notorious reputation, allowing the world to berate him as cruel and bloodthirsty, as someone who eats flesh and drinks blood, without ever offering an explanation. The advantage of this is that, before the battle begins, the enemy is terrified, there are fewer who resist, and hence fewer die. Quick battles reduce casualties on both sides..."

Wen Xingsu watched her, noticing the light in her eyes when she mentioned Pei Jue. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

When in Tai City, it was Xiao Cheng.

Now, it’s Pei Jue.

And he... could only be the brother.

The weight in Wen Xingsu’s heart grew heavier as he averted his gaze from hers, calmly reined in those inappropriate thoughts, and retreated to the boundaries of an older brother. In a warm voice, he began to analyze:

"This time, it’s likely that the battle won’t conclude quickly. Xiao San is putting in full effort to encircle Bingzhou. Pei Jue has no way out, but as history shows, sieges are difficult. Bingzhou has a moat wider and broader than other cities’; even though Pei Jue only has fifty thousand soldiers, as long as the city’s provisions are ample, it won’t be easy for the Qi Army to capture Bingzhou that quickly..."

Feng Yun nodded in agreement with his opinion.

"Given the current situation in Qi Country, they can’t afford a drawn-out war. Xiao San also aims for a swift resolution, as capturing the king is like capturing all the criminals at once. Xinzhou, backed by Andu and Wanning, with Jin Country as its protection, would be extremely difficult to conquer. Therefore, they will go for the easy to chew bones first. To win Bingzhou, to capture Pei Jue, and then to sit down for negotiations with Jin. At that time, his voice at the negotiation table will be much louder..."

Wen Xingsu watched her speak so freely and couldn’t help but smile softly.

"You’ve changed a lot, little sister."

Feng Yun’s eyes softened with a quiet smile.

"Growing up means changing."

But it wasn’t just about growing up, it was about enduring hardships.

In his absence, she had been bullied and had suffered too much.

Wen Xingsu watched the little girl who had grown up beside him become a strong and independent woman, feeling both proud and melancholic.

He slightly gathered up his sleeves and pulled out a paper-wrapped package.

"Would you like some osmanthus cake?"

Feng Yun’s lip curled in a smile she couldn’t suppress, her eyes filled with joy.

"Yes."

That was what Wen Xingsu brought from Xinzhou.

He always remembered her fondness for food, taking care to bring her treats wherever he went.

"Eat it slowly," Wen Xingsu said: "It’s made with this autumn’s osmanthus, exceptionally sweet and glutinous, so just one piece is enough."

Feng Yun chuckled.

Did he still think of her as a child?

"You’re really something, elder brother!"

She winked, stealthily pinched another piece of the pastry from his hand, and before Wen Xingsu could stop her, bit into it. She gobbled it up, causing a choke, making Wen Xingsu laugh and cry at the same time as he quickly moved to pat her back.

"You, oh you!"

A helpless but indulgent affection, as it always had been since she was young.

It took Feng Yun a while to catch her breath, but then she noticed Wen Xingsu’s smile fade and saw his expression change as he looked towards the river.

Before Feng Yun could voice her surprise, he reached out with his long arms, embraced her, pressed her against his chest, and raised his sleeve to cover both their faces...