Nan Yan was quiet for a while before he raised his head and said softly: "Can the emperor promise me not to go to the Seven Guards of Guanxi?"

“…”

Zhu Feng frowned slightly.

But he immediately said, "Are you worried that there will be danger in that place?"

“…”

"Of course I know that the Seven Guards in Guanxi are different from other places, especially Ye Zheng has not recovered Reyuewan, and that place is indeed a bit dangerous."

“…”

"But I'm here."

Speaking of this, he is quite confident.

After all, the most difficult city of Beiping has been safely safe under his protection for so many years, and has even become the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty. Even if he can enter the Yue Kingdom alone, where can he dare not go to such courage?

"Besides," Zhu Feng said, turning his head and looking at the map on the table. A little light flashed in his deep eyes: "I have planned to go over and take a look."

“…”

"If Reyue Wan is a hard bone, then I want to chew it."

“…”

Of course, there is no one who is invincible in war. He is not the kind of emperor who is raised in a greenhouse. He believes that he can win without fighting by relying solely on the "power of the emperor". Ye Zheng suffered a loss in Reyuewan, and he might not be able to take down that place smoothly.

However, the desire for victory is something that people like him have.

He naturally knew that Nan Yan could understand himself the best.

However, when he spoke, Nanyan kept lowering his head.

You can even see her eyebrows slightly frowning, and several deep hanging needle patterns, each of which seems to be hidden in many troubles that are difficult to express.

Zhu Feng reached out and gently stroked her face.

Fortunately, there was a burning dragon in the bedroom. Even though she had been standing there barefoot for a long time, she didn't catch a cold, and her cheeks were slightly hot.

"What's wrong?"

He asked.

“…”

Nan Yan did not speak immediately, but the hanging needle pattern between his eyebrows deepened a little bit. After struggling for a long time, he slowly looked up at Zhu Feng and said softly: "Your Majesty."

"Um?"

"You don't want to go to the Seven Guards of Guanxi, okay?"

“…”

This time, Zhu Feng's brows frowned.

If it were just now, he would have thought that Nanyan was just worried about his safety, but when he made it clear, Nanyan still stopped it, and the matter seemed not what he thought.

He said, "Why?"

"I"

"Why do you stop me?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Feng's tone became even heavier.

It was not because Nan Yan interfered with his plans. In fact, since Nan Yan came to him, he had subtly influenced many things, big and small, and he was willing to be influenced by this exquisite, transparent, gentle and kind little woman.

At least for now, the name "Tyrant" has not yet fallen on him.

But, stop him from going to the Seven Guards of Kansai

This shouldn't be what Si Nanyan should do.

Even if it has nothing to do with national affairs, even if everyone in the world doesn't understand, she should understand the purpose of her trip if she copied the sachet and knew that the sachet contained the most important benzoin.

Why did she stop it?

Thinking of this, Zhu Feng fell silent.
Chapter completed!