The Slender Waist-Chapter 272 - 190 Accomplish Each Other_2

These are the materials for making winter clothes.

Feng Yun realized that Pei Jue, probably because she had approached him for money, felt it awkward to exchange the engagement gifts for winter clothing. That’s why they were sent back, but fundamentally, he still needed winter clothes to pacify the soldiers.

Since she did not want to owe him a favor, why not just go along with his wishes?

"This deal won’t make the Princely Heir lose money," Feng Yun estimated the price roughly and then said, "Joint venture, mutual achievements, what do you say?"

Chunyu Yan narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"Feng Twelve ah, you really think for Pei Jue’s sake. What are you scheming?"

"It’s not for him, but for myself," Feng Yun said with a slight smile, "My interests are tied with the General’s. We prosper and suffer together. If the Beiyong Army were to fail and Pei Jue falls, do you think I could retain even a fraction of my stature?

Indeed.

When she heard that Pei Jue had gone to Pingyang to greet the convoy, she felt somewhat perturbed, but not enough to lose her sense of propriety.

Competing with Li Sangruo for favor was something she would not do again.

And she wouldn’t indulge in romantic folly any longer.

What she needed to do now was to stabilize the logistics for Pei Jue, preventing him from being constrained by the Imperial Court of Jin Country and Li Sangruo. Only by doing this could she completely divide them, engendering disloyalty and using it to her advantage.

But this bill was to be charged to Li Sangruo’s account.

Once she made it through this ordeal, a reckoning would come sooner or later.

Of course, if Pei Jue still harbored feelings for the Li Family, she would fulfill them—after the great event was accomplished, she would bury them together in the same coffin.

Chunyu Yan was completely unaware of what she was thinking.

He could only guess it was a lady’s survival strategy.

So he sent her a suggestive glance, leading her thoughts astray.

"Afraid of what? Without Pei Wangzhi, you still have Chunyu Yan." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Feng Yun scoffed lightly, brushing her sleeve elegantly, as she spoke indifferently.

"Please take back that act. We are both forthright people, no need to pretend for the sake of appearance, evoking so much sentiment. Wouldn’t it be better to be practical, to plainly write the benefits on our faces, to bring out our respective strengths, to conspire for development and mutual benefit?"

Chunyu Yan watched her coolly, smiling.

"You’re right," he said in a low voice, tinged with laughter, yet the emotions in his beautiful eyes were like a dry well, inscrutable.

"Feng Twelve, you have a good eye. Coming to me was the right choice. Fabric, cotton padding, I have it all. I can even arrange a workshop to provide winter clothing for you. Whatever you need, I can do it for you. But what can you give me?"

Feng Yun’s eyes darkened, cold as frost, "Doing business with anyone is still business, isn’t it? If there’s a profit to be had, what more could the Princely Heir want?"

Chunyu Yan chuckled softly, his posture enchanting, as he lazily looked at her, "Stretch out your hand."

Feng Yun narrowed her eyes, "What for?"

Chunyu Yan: "Stretch it out."

Feng Yun pursed her lips and looked at him without moving. Seeing this, Chunyu Yan simply pulled her hand over, opened her palm, and like a fortune teller, he seriously studied the lines on her palm.

His hands were long and fair, pleasant to the touch, evidently well-cared-for, but they were too cold. Feng Yun let him catch it, feeling like she was ensnared by a snake, and she frowned.

"Has the Princely Heir figured it out? When will I make my fortune?"

"Soon," he said quietly, lifting his head to gaze at her for a moment.

"Tell me the truth, are you really some sort of demoness? The kind that sucks the life force of men?"

"Get lost!" Feng Yun glared at him.

Chunyu Yan laughed, his eyes particularly attractive.

"If I leave, who will help Twelve with the winter clothes?"

His teasing gaze was sly as a fox’s, and even blurred by the mask, his jawline revealed a portrait-like handsomeness.

"How did you manage to find a place in my heart?"

The last sentence was spoken in jest, but the one before it was serious.

"You know too much about my affairs. It makes me have to be on guard."

Chunyu Yan had traveled through many nations, operated a vast business, with many paths and broad connections, yet even his own father, the Prince of Yunchuan, did not know how much wealth he truly possessed, nor the extent of his commercial dealings. However, Feng Yun seemed to know everything from the inside out.

Since the incident with the two hundred thousand stones of grain from Andu, she acted as if she were a worm in his belly, knowing one or two things about Chunyu Yan’s secrets that no one else did.

But to say she knew everything was not entirely true.

The twenty thousand stones of grain that Chunyu Yan hid in Andu were not meant to be public knowledge, and even the Prince of Yunchuan was unaware. But because it was "loaned to Jin Country," the matter came to light, inadvertently exposing Chunyu Yan’s ambition, adding fuel to the already strained relationship between him and his father, and making his half-brothers even more wary of him, with frequent scheming in secret...

That’s what led to the assassination attempt at Huayuejian.