The Slender Waist-Chapter 204 - 145 The Divine Cylinder Appears

Yes!

Puyang Jiu had a stomach full of words he wanted to say, and he wished he could slide to his knees and clutch Feng Yun’s thighs, calling her ’Auntie’ and begging her to quickly deal with that demon Pei Wangzhi.

Unfortunately, he had just been called over by Pei Jue for a beating and did not dare to say another half a word...

Forget it.

Puyang Jiu forced a smile uglier than crying.

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Then why do you look at me hesitantly, as if deep in thought?"

Puyang Jiu’s lips twitched,

"Just... Feng Ji’s beauty is mesmerizing, and I couldn’t help but take a few more glances."

Feng Yun slightly smiled, then suddenly leaned in close to him, her eyes watery as she stared straight at him, "Then does Puyang Medical Officer wish to take a closer look?"

She wanted to force Puyang Jiu to say outright that he and Pei Jue were involved romantically or sexually, but Puyang Jiu felt his scalp tingle and his heart race from her stare, his body numbing.

He was a normal man, after all.

How could he withstand such a beauty, gazing at him with affection?

Friends are friends, and concubines are not to be trifled with!

Puyang Jiu repeated this in his mind three times, and with great difficulty, managed to control his emotions. He realized that Pei Wangzhi’s self-control was astonishing; if it were him, he would have pounced in three moves.

Cough! Puyang Jiu took two steps back and bowed with his hands together as a sign of respect.

"I beg Feng Ji to spare me; I can’t take this teasing."

Feng Yun raised her eyebrows, smiling.

"Rest assured, I will not compete with you for someone. But I do not like being caught in the middle, so it’s better to speak clearly."

Compete, compete for someone?

Puyang Jiu showed curiousity.

Feng Yun laughed softly: "There are no others here, Puyang Medical Officer need not be circumspect. I am not one to gossip... "

She pursed her lips, "I don’t care whom the General is intimate with, but I do care if he’s been intimate with someone else and then comes to be intimate with me..."

Puyang Jiu listened to her every word which he understood, but putting them together, he was at a loss.

"The ’someone else’ Feng Ji is referring to? Does Wangzhi have other intimate partners in Bingzhou?"

Still pretending?

Feng Yun didn’t want to expose other people’s secrets, but since Pei Jue ran into her at General Xie’s grave, she felt compelled to ask. If she didn’t get clarity now, it would all become a mess. She didn’t want to share a man with another man, nor did she want to accept Pei Gou having his way on both sides.

"I heard that Puyang Medical Officer and the Great General shared a bath for an hour, is that true?"

Her words were tactful, but Puyang Jiu was an experienced player, instantly understanding the implication, his face turning red in disbelief as he looked at Feng Yun.

"You suspect me? Of having an affair with Pei Wangzhi?"

Feng Yun slightly smiled, "Puyang Medical Officer, do not misunderstand, I only want to clarify the truth, and I really don’t mind..."

"I mind!" Puyang Jiu said excitedly, his eyebrows raised, "I do not engage in relationships with men, nor does Pei Wangzhi have any such tendencies. We are both pure and clean..."

"Pure and clean, locked in a room taking a bath together to discuss military affairs?"

"We were—"

Doing what?

He was a doctor, what military affairs could he possibly discuss?

Puyang Jiu was at a loss for words, his head in a muddle. But no matter what, he couldn’t let Feng Ji get the wrong idea, his brother’s pants were nearly exploding, wasn’t this misunderstanding the end of it?

Puyang Jiu gritted his teeth and went all out.

"Feng Ji, hear me out." He bowed to Feng Yun, stepping to one side and lowering his voice.

"Pei Wangzhi sought me out, each time for a medical consultation."

Feng Yun was taken aback, "What illness does the General have?"

Puyang Jiu said cautiously, "Being a doctor, I cannot disclose a patient’s privacy. But trust me, Pei Wangzhi is a thousand-year-old iron tree that blooms rarely, still a true virgin cock. Please, take him in, eliminate this scourge for the people..."

With both a bow and thanks, Puyang Jiu really treated Feng Yun as if she were an ancestor, bowed to her, and then without waiting for a response, he bolted like he had oiled his feet.

"Faster than a rabbit."

Feng Yun felt a bit tired today, lacking the energy to ponder too much. She returned to her room, had Xiaoman prepare water for a fragrant bath, and planned to have a good sleep before checking out the loudspeaker.

Pei Jue had already gotten up, and he appeared to have slept well the previous night, his eyes bright, his posture straight. When he saw Feng Yun, he asked, "Is the Divine Cylinder ready?"

Feng Yun, eager to wash up, just hummed lightly.

"Almost."

Her answer was perfunctory, reminiscent of how Pei Jue had previously treated her.

Pei Jue watched her slender figure disappear behind the curtain, stood with his sword for a moment, then slowly turned and walked away.

Inside the cleansing room, behind a screen, sunlight softly illuminated the outline of a beautiful form.

Xiaoman asked, "Madam, would you like to have breakfast before sleeping?"

"No need."

"I heard the Left Guard say the General hasn’t eaten either; he is waiting to have breakfast with you."

"Then the General is not hungry." Feng Yun yawned, her voice lazy and tired, completely different from the soft moans and slow calls from within his embrace, as if she were a different person entirely, quite crisp and clear.