"Sachet."

“…!”

Nanyan's breathing was suffocated, but she immediately said, "What do the emperor want that... to do?"

Zhu Feng chuckled to her ear.

“What else can I do?”

“…”

"You don't know what I've been looking for. This is probably my only clue, the clue left to me by my mother."

“…”

"Since you've made it up, of course I want to know the truth."

After saying these words, seeing that Nan Yan was still silent, he used a little force to shake her with his hands surrounding her slender waist.

"Um?"

“…!”

Nanyan's breathing was a little messed up.

She bit her lower lip and was silent for a long time before slowly turning around in his arms. Facing the tall and strong man in front of her, he hugged her with both hands, and the warm and solid feeling seemed to be able to rely entirely on him and not worry about anything.

But Nanyan's heart is still in chaos.

She said, "The emperor wants that sachet...what are you going to do?"

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her.

After a long time, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Nanyan, what's wrong with you?"

“…”

"No one in the world can know, but why would you ask me this question?"

“…”

When Nan Yan heard him say this, he was also stunned for a moment.

Yes, why didn’t Si Nanyan know Zhu Feng?

She was just afraid to face it.

Now, Zhu Feng looked at her with a bright look. The two of them were so close that they could see the slightest fluctuation in their eyes clearly. Nan Yan was afraid that he would see through the uneasiness in his heart, so he could only lower his head and "um" softly.

"I'm going to get that sachet for the emperor."

Zhu Feng's hands then let go.

The two of them entered Yikun Palace one by one. Zhu Feng sat on the couch and watched Nanyan walk to her dressing table. He carefully opened a delicate box, took out another handkerchief wrapped in it, and then turned around and walked towards him.

Zhu Feng looked at her palm.

The handkerchief was spread out, with two sachets on it.

"This is"

It was not until Nanyan approached that he saw clearly that it was the two sachets of new and old.

The old one was of course given to her by myself.

And the new one, obviously, was made by her own rework, handwork and tailoring, including materials, which he had seen.

Zhu Feng picked up two sachets and sniffed them separately.

Although the old sachet has been used for at least ten years, the fragrance is very light and the new sachet has a stronger scent, if you carefully identify it, you will find that the two sachets have the same taste.

She really copied this sachet.

Zhu Feng looked up at her: "What kind of spices are there?"

Nanyan lowered his head and said slowly: "There are citron, mugwort leaves, marijuana, some borneol and Chuanxiong, and there are also."

Speaking of this, her throat choked subconsciously.

Zhu Feng naturally said, "And that's it, Benzoin?"

“…”

As if he was helpless, Nan Yan sighed lightly: "Yes."

“…”

"And benzoin."

“Bornin…”

Zhu Feng nodded gently, supported his chin with one hand, and the sachet twisted in his hand was just around the corner of his nose, and gently sniffing the scent.

He said slowly: "Bonsang, you can already buy Bonsang at the market in Jinling, which means that the setting of the Seven Guards of Kansai is useful now."

“…”

"The caravans in the Western Regions can enter our country and promote the transaction of these spices."

“…”

"but"

"However, the amount is still very small."

Nanyan stood in front of him and whispered. Zhu Feng looked up at her and felt that she was not energetic. Thinking that she was too inconsiderate last night and made her tired, he reached out to hold her hand and let her sit next to her.

"You said, the amount is very small?"

"Yes,"

Nanyan nodded and said, "I walked around the market in Jinling for a while and saw a seller. The vendor also said that he was the only one on that street."

“…”

"Although this is a bit exaggerated, I think it is rare to benzoin."

Nanyan originally wanted to bring the topic to the market transactions in front of him.

After hearing her words, Zhu Feng nodded and said, "I have opened the country's door and have allowed people to protect past caravans in Kansai. It is so difficult to circulation of these spices. Then, what about the past..."

“…!”

Nanyan's heart thumped again.

Zhu Feng murmured, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Nan Yan, saying, "Father, he prevented these Western Regions from entering the border of the Great Yan Dynasty."

“…”

"He has this attitude, so there will naturally be even fewer spices that can be circulated on the market."

“…”

"And mother, she has always been the leader of her father and the Emperor, let alone such things. She definitely wouldn't make some spices to make sachets by herself, and she also carried them with her. Isn't that specifically touching the Emperor's reverse scales?"

“…”

At this moment, Nan Yan had nothing to say.

She was worried like this before, and as soon as Zhu Feng knew the origin of Benzoin, he immediately figured out the matter.

He murmured, "So, where did the queen come from this spice back then?"

“…”

"Or where did this sachet come from?"

“…”

Nan Yan looked at him without saying a word.

Although at this time, her lips were already trembling, there was a saying that was almost about to say

"Your Majesty goes to Yumen Pass to check it out, won't you know?"

However, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and those words were in her mind and lingering in her heart, but she couldn't say a word.

And just when she was choking and unable to speak, Zhu Feng murmured

"Maybe, go to Yumen Pass..."

“…!”

Nanyan's heart sank violently.

"emperor!"

Zhu Feng turned his head to look at her, but a gentle smile appeared on his face. He reached out and gently stroked her cold cheeks, and said, "Okay, I know you are tired, so you should have a good rest."

“…”

"I have come here and I will make you work hard for a long time."

While saying that, he reached out and pressed her onto the couch, then pulled up the blanket next to her and covered her body.

Although Nan Yan lay down, his eyes widened and looked at him.

Until Zhu Feng supported his hands on both sides of her body, leaned down and kissed her eyebrows gently.

The warm breath and the familiar smell on him made her intoxicated.

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!