Zhu Feng also frowned.

"How is the princess?"

Wang Baizhi knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "I deserve to die, I am incompetent, please forgive me!"

At this time, several other officials, together with the old nanny who delivered the child, walked out and knelt in front of Zhu Feng, crying and begging the emperor to forgive him.

Zhu Feng's face suddenly turned pale.

He slowly stood up and looked at the small figure behind a layer of curtains, and his body was trembling slightly unaware.

"emperor……"

Xu Miaoyin also wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, Zhu Feng reached out to stop her.

At this moment, he didn't want anyone to follow him.

Xu Miaoyin seemed to understand, so she could only lower her head and retreat. Everyone calmed down and watched Zhu Feng walk in step by step. The curtains were lightly raised, and a small figure on the bed was on it, but there was no fresh life at all, because at this time, she was already cold.

She seemed to have not been seen.

So, before even a quick glance, I left this cold world.

Seeing this scene, although Nan Yan was extremely disgusted with Feng Qianyan, she still felt a little compassion for the end of a life, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of her eyes were a little hot.

Feeling her strangeness, Ran Xiaoyu immediately came forward to protect her: "Empress..."

Nan Yan looked back at her.

"Teacher, take care of yourself, don't hurt your body for irrelevant people."

"I, I'm fine."

She said, then raised her head again and looked into the inner room.

After Zhu Feng walked in, he did not walk to the edge of the bed, but stopped a few steps away from the edge of the bed, just looking at the small figure.

His back has always been tall and resolute, making people feel extremely down-to-earth and able to rely on.

But at this moment, Nan Yan actually saw a trace of pain and fatigue on his slightly sinking shoulders.

He will hurt, too.

No matter what other people are like, that child is his own life after all.

But in this way, he left quietly without even a sound.

Nan Yan also felt this kind of pain, and at this moment, it seemed like he was resurrected in his heart.

She couldn't help but lower her head and gently sucked her sore nose.

There was no sound in the entire Yanchun Pavilion.

It was unknown how long it took, but Zhu Feng slowly turned around and walked out of the inner room. Although his face had recovered as usual, Nan Yan could clearly see that there was a stream of light in his eyes, flashing faintly.

Just as he walked out, Concubine Hui, who was standing beside him, pointed at Feng Qianyan who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Concubine Ning, what else do you have to say?"

“…”

"Blame your child for premature birth and will die after birth. In this way, it is acupuncture and medicine. How can you survive? The life of the royal heir is like a child's play in your eyes. What should you blame?!"

“…!”

This time, Feng Qianyan was in pain and fear.

She turned her head and saw Zhu Feng coming out of it, and immediately knelt forward, hugged his legs and cried: "Emperor, please go around me, I'm not meant to do it, Your Majesty..."

But as Zhu Feng looked like ice and was not moved at all, she was even more afraid.
Chapter completed!