Where are we going?

Zhu Feng said, "We are going to meet with the Imperial Lord."

"ah!"

"I know what King Ning is going to do, and after those people go back to report the message, he will surely soon know that I am here too, so we need to dispatch people."

"Well"

"The Imperial Veteran should be about to arrive in Changqing City."

“…”

Nanyan was also a little surprised.

He seemed to really know what he was going to ask. The two of them answered this way, and Zhu Feng answered all the questions she wanted to know.

Looking at her expression, Zhu Feng also knew that what she said was exactly what she wanted to ask.

For some reason, just now, he experienced that severe pain, and his whole mind and memory appeared blank, but now, everything seemed much better, and he seemed to be transparent because of that severe pain.

I can understand her heart.

Seeing Nan Yan's expression of surprise, Zhu Feng said calmly: "You know that King Ning is going to rebel, and you also know that I will be in danger. So, you know my identity, right?"

“…”

Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

This is not unexpected.

After expressing those meanings to Zhu Feng, I originally planned to recognize him, so there is nothing wrong with admitting that I know his identity.

At least now it seems that Zhu Feng is not too alert or hostile to her.

And seeing her admit it, Zhu Feng was indeed not surprised.

He just remained silent for a moment and said, "Who are you?"

“…”

This is the problem again.

Just now, he asked this question and those people came.

Nan Yan looked at him with a complicated expression.

She still clearly remembered that when those people said the word "Niu Concubine" in front of him, the sudden abnormality seemed to be in great pain, and after that, a blank space appeared in his whole body.

This seems to be a problem for him now.

If he told him truthfully, he didn't know what would happen, but now, the actual situation between them was "escape". When those people returned to Ningwang Mansion and notified this, Ningwang would definitely send a large number of people to chase them.

At that time, let alone meeting the Imperial College, whether you can leave Changqing City alive is a question.

Nanyan fell silent.

Zhu Feng looked at her lowered eyelashes and suddenly frowned: "Don't you say it?"

“…”

"Do you don't want to say it, or dare not say it?"

“…”

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, looked up at him with a complicated expression.

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her gaze and was silent for a while, a hint of coldness appeared on his face.

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of gaze.

In the palace, when they faced He Yi, Xu Miaoyin, Ye Zheng, and even Qin Ruolan who was very close to him, they deliberately concealed something, and they used such an expression to look at themselves.

That clearly said: I know everything, but I just don't want to tell you.

He hated that feeling.

So this time, he left the Saint Gallery alone, following the feeling in his heart, and risked such a great risk to go out to sea on a stormy night to save this woman.

And he also felt a feeling from her that he had never had before.

But even she concealed it.

Zhu Feng felt that he had reason to be angry, but looking at her pale face, he even had a faint expression of grievance in his silence, which made him unwilling to force him to ask questions again.

After a while, he said lightly: "Forget it."

After saying that, he turned his face to one side.

Nan Yan could see that he was a little angry, but he didn't look angry at himself.

She thought for a while, stretched out her hand that she had no strength and pulled his hand.

Although Zhu Feng was in a bad mood, the feeling of being grabbed by those soft little hands was not bad. He looked at her and saw her lowering her head and writing a few words seriously in his palm.

You need someone to help.

Zhu Feng frowned: "What does it mean?"

Nanyan continued to write: In Changqing City, there are people who can help you.

"oh?"

This surprised Zhu Feng a little.

He only knew that he had left the imperial guard and came here alone. This place was Ning Wang's territory, so how could anyone help him?

He asked, "Who is it?"

Nanyan wrote in strokes: Li Bushen.

Zhu Feng frowned.

Not hurt?

For some reason, the first moment he saw this name, a feeling of displeasure surged in his heart.

And he seems to be familiar with this name.

It seems that when I was in the palace, I saw it in a list. If I remember correctly, I should be from my trusted guard Jinyiwei.

However, he seems to be not among the people who followed the imperial guards this time.

He said, "He is in Changqing City?"

Nanyan nodded vigorously.

That night, she could not board the ship in the storm of the sea, but before she lost consciousness, she seemed to see Li Bushang boarding the ship that came to pick her up.

Then he should be safe now.

If he was not mistaken, he should be in Changqing City or nearby.

Nan Yan already knew his skills. If they could meet him now, at least Zhu Feng would have more help, and there would be no need to face the upcoming dangers alone.

And that's it

She thought about it and continued to write in his palm: There is another person.

besides?

For some reason, although she was talking about people who could help her, Zhu Feng’s feelings were not very good.

On the contrary, I'm a little impatient.

But he said, "Who else?"

Nanyan hesitated for a moment.

Although, until now, that person has not given him a clear answer, what happened on the boat that night made her very clear that he did not really defect to King Ning.

But to do something else, obviously, there is another purpose.

Then he should not be what Zhu Feng looks like on the surface.

So she carefully wrote the person's name in Zhu Feng's palm.

Jian Ruocheng.

This time, Zhu Feng's brows frowned.

He had never seen this name, nor had anyone ever told him, but when he saw this name, a little familiar feeling immediately arose in his heart.

A feeling that seems to be trusted, but at the same time, it makes people feel very unpleasant.

He frowned and looked at his palm.

Nan Yan looked at him nervously, wondering if he still remembered these two people.

After a while of silence, Zhu Feng raised his head, his eyes looked very unhappy, and said, "Why do you have so many 'helpers'?"
Chapter completed!