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Chapter 1603 How old can I accompany you(1/2)

His heart also hurt.

He reached out and hugged her into his arms.

"Nanyan..."

Although I have told myself that everything has passed and that no matter how much I indulge in pain, I can no longer recover anything, but pain is pain.

Even if someone touches you gently, it will hurt your heart.

What's more, she has two places.

Nan Yan leaned in Zhu Feng's arms, and tears unconsciously wet her face.

It also wet his chest.

Zhu Feng didn't say anything else, just hugged her and hugged her in his arms with a gentle but unquestionable force, as if he wanted to cover all the pain for her.

It took Nan Yan a lot of time to swallow his sorrowful tears.

She slowly raised her head: "Master."

"Are you better?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her, still very gentle. He stretched out his hand and wiped the tears from her face with his rough fingers, saying, "I will be with you."

“…”

"It's okay to feel pain or regret."

“…”

"But after suffering pain and repentance, there is still tomorrow and the future before us."

“…”

Nan Yan was still sobbing slightly, but he also understood Zhu Feng's words.

He is a very sober person.

Or in other words, he is a person who has suffered countless pains, so he is so awake.

He will also suffer, but after the pain, he will never indulge, but will immediately step out of the pain and seek the next victory. It is precisely because of this kind of mind that he can stand firm on such a difficult battlefield.

And Nanyan...

She was not completely addicted to her past painful memories.

Especially after hearing Zhu Feng's words, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

And tomorrow...

There is still a future...

Zhu Feng's words seemed to imply that his move was for her tomorrow and her future plans.

Raise children to prevent old age...

Nan Yan suddenly raised his head: "Master?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her and said, "This time, I will not take the King of Wei to travel."

“…”

"I want him to stay."

As he said that, Zhu Feng let out a deep breath and said, "I have ordered him to enter the cabinet."

“…”

"After I left Beijing during this period, he will handle all the government affairs with Heyi, your uncle, and several other cabinet ministers."

“…”

Nan Yan nodded gently.

Zhu Feng's move was to allow the King of Wei to truly participate in the handling of the government.

Although he was the King of Wei to supervise the state after leaving Beijing in the past few times, in fact, the one who actually dealt with the government affairs was the Prime Minister of the Secretariat, and Zhu Chengxuan was just the name of a supervising state.

But this time, he needs to actually participate.

That is to say

Zhu Feng already had the intention to enthrone the King of Wei as the crown prince and began to take action.

Perhaps it was because of Feng Qianyan's invitation to favor, becoming pregnant, and assassinating Nanyan, and Si Muzhen's actions that made him finally make up his mind.

If you enthrone the crown prince one day earlier, there will be some dangers, so you will be much less.

Nan Yan was silent for a moment and said, "That's right."

This is actually what she has always defaulted on.

Although as a concubine, she had the chance to give birth to a prince, and even Zhu Feng always hoped to hand over the country to the hands of their two children, she had experienced it once and again, and she no longer forced it.

This time, Zhu Feng said this, obviously, he didn't force it.

Some things are probably really destined.

But even if he doesn't force it, he can't help but plan for her

"So, you should have a son."

Zhu Feng hugged her, gently stroked her long hair with one hand, and said softly: "It is best to have a son by your side."

“…”

"No matter how old I can accompany you, you will have a support after all."

“…”

Hearing this sentence, Nan Yan frowned.

She looked up at Zhu Feng: "Emperor..."

Why say this?

Even though he is much older than himself, he is only ten years old. Besides, he is strong and energetic. Even if he cannot live to a great extent as his ministers, it is unknown if he lives to a height of ninety-one hundred.

And I may not be able to live to the age of seventy and eighty.

Nan Yan frowned and said, "Why did the emperor say this?"

"hehe,"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I don't know either."

“…”

"It's just that there have been so many things that I can't help but start thinking about my affairs."

“…”

"Actually, as long as I close my eyes, I don't care about the flood."

When he said this, there was a chilling feeling from his eyes to his tone. Indeed, for a person like him, a grand life is enough. He never cared about whoever cares about what he had after death.

"only"

Speaking of this, his tone calmed down again.

"I can't ignore you."

“…”

Nan Yan's brows frowned a little tighter.

She straightened up from his arms, stretched out her hands to hold his face, and said softly: "Master, do you think there is danger in going to Guanxi this time?"

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, then smiled.

Said: "What danger can there be?"

“…”

"I have been coming from the knife for so many years, why are I afraid of danger?"

After hearing what he said, Nan Yan didn't say anything, but his heartbeat became a little heavier.

Zhu Feng reached out and held her hands holding her face, leaned to her mouth and kissed her gently, then said, "This time I can let you follow you, there will be no danger."

“…”

"At least, you won't have."

After saying that, he took her into his arms again.

Nan Yan leaned in his arms, quiet for a while, suddenly remembered something and said softly: "By the way, the emperor, will the emperor bring the generals with him this time to visit the Seven Guards of Kansai?"

Zhu Feng lowered his head: "Hmm?"

Nan Yan also looked up and looked at him with wide eyes: "When I came out of the cabinet that day, I saw General Xu. Speaking of the emperor's visit to the Seven Guards of Guanxi this time. Emperor, will he accompany him?"
To be continued...
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