As soon as he saw her crying, Zhu Feng's originally heavy breath suddenly suffocated.

On the pale, haggard and disfigured face, a tear fell down, leaving a long tear mark, but it seemed to make her look thinner and weaker.

There was no expression on Nan Yan's face, and only a tear shed. He looked up at him and said in a hoarse voice: "Then, how about you want me?"

“…”

Zhu Feng suddenly felt that she was being stopped by her.

He was angry for a long time and was angry again, but when she asked, she realized that she really didn't know what she wanted to do.

But

I am the emperor, how could I be asked by a slave?

He looked calm and said coldly: "Lying down and don't move any more!"

Nan Yan bit her lower lip and slowly bent down. However, unlike the position she had just lying down, she leaned in that corner and curled up her body as much as possible.

Moreover, his back was facing Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng felt that the flames suddenly ignited in the carriage, making his eyes turn red. He almost wanted to lift her hand and throw her out of the car regardless of it, but just as he was about to take action, he saw her back.

Nan Yan was very thin and thin, so he leaned on his side, and the butterfly bones behind him were towering high.

At this time, it was still twitching slightly.

Zhu Feng's breath suddenly became heavy again.

However, he said nothing or did not do anything. He just sat heavily on the other end of the car after a long silence. He felt that the sleeves were wet and felt very uncomfortable. He reached out and touched them and found that the handkerchief stained with cold water had already wet his inner sleeves.

He angrily kneaded the thing into a ball and threw it aside.

Ye Zheng, who was walking outside, was riding a horse and sighing when he heard a sound in the golden car.

After walking for more than half a day, they stopped and the servant brought a food box.

When I opened it, I saw some exquisite side dishes inside.

The weather was too hot, and Zhu Feng had no mood to eat greasy food, so the accompanying imperial chef found a way to make some exquisite snacks.

As soon as the box was opened, the tempting fragrance drifted out and spread in the carriage.

Zhu Feng had no appetite, so he looked down and was about to cover the lid without any taste when he heard a "gurgle" sound coming from the corner of the other side of the car.

Although the sound is very small, because it is a closed car, the sound sounds very obvious.

He turned his head and looked at the figure lying on his side with his back to him.

Nan Yan really hopes that Gao Yurong's people really strangled him to death that day.

Why is this time? Why is this time?

Moreover, Zhu Feng heard it.

But what she didn't know was that she had been in a coma for a whole day after heatstroke and had not eaten anything except Ye Zheng who fed her some water, otherwise she wouldn't be so weak that she couldn't even walk.

Zhu Feng was still feeling angry. When he heard the sound, he didn't know why, but suddenly he felt

He said coldly: "Get up!"

“…”

Nan Yan frowned, bit her lower lip hard, forcing the redness on her face to fade away, and then slowly sat up with her soft hands.

Turning around, she lowered her head and slowly came over, and saw all kinds of exquisite side dishes in the food box, and

A pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Chapter completed!