"Would the emperor be willing to tell me?"

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then raised his head to look at her, his eyes flashing slightly, but he did not mean to talk about this topic.

But it seems a bit difficult to talk about.

After a while of silence, he reached out to wrap his hand over Nan Yan's slender waist. Nan Yan was carried over by him and sat in his arms. Fortunately, the chair was wide enough, and it was not crowded for the two of them to lean in like this, but it was full, giving people a feeling of fulfillment.

Nan Yan felt something that seemed to touch the depths of Zhu Feng's heart again.

His old wounds

She didn't ask, just being hugged by him so quietly, as if a little girl was holding her favorite doll and could get some support and comfort. Zhu Feng was hugging her, half of her face buried in her shoulders, breathing the smell of hers, and finally relaxed a little.

He said, "I know that kind of poison."

“…”

"If it's really the kind of guesses that Wang Baizhi and I have, I know."

“What is it?”

"There was no name originally, but for the sake of convenience, the people who used it gave it a nice name, called Yanguo Wuhen."

"The geese pass by without trace?"

"Yes," Zhu Feng said depressedly: "This medicine is used in the Great House to deal with people who cannot be kept or can not be disposed of publicly."

Nan Yan could feel that he was going to say "inmate", but the word "inmate" seemed to be unable to say it.

She frowned.

In fact, after being in the palace for so long, she certainly knew that there were too many shameful places in the palace, shameful people and things. Even at this moment, the emperor who was holding her in his arms, his life experience was still shameful.

Some shameful things have to be dealt with by shameful means.

Such poison...

Zhu Feng continued: "After using this poison, people will not be able to detect that they have been poisoned, and are often used to impose death."

"Suppose death..."

Hearing these two words, Nan Yan's breathing tightened.

You know, if you give death... no one else can give death.

In the whole world, only one person can kill others.

It's the emperor!

However, in the years since Zhu Feng ascended the throne, he has been by his side and has never seen him kill anyone. He wants to kill people, almost always openly, and even wants to make trouble all the city know the storm and the world knows it.

Could it be

Feeling Nan Yan's body twitching slightly, Zhu Feng's even more dull voice rang behind him.

"Great Emperor..."

“…”

"He used this poison."

Nan Yan wanted to look back, but for some reason, he couldn't bear to look back.

Especially when listening to Zhu Feng's voice, he seemed to be completely hoarse like Li Lai, whose throat was smoked.

She whispered: "Emperor Gao, who have you ever killed with this poison?"

Zhu Feng said deeply: "In the fifth year of Xingwu, General Lan has ten lives."

"Lan Shixian?!"

When Nan Yan heard this name, he was shocked.

As long as he is a member of the Great Yan Dynasty, no one does not know that this is a great hero who follows Emperor Gao to conquer the world. After the founding of the country, Emperor Gao relied heavily on him, had high officials and high salaries, and was at the highest level.

However, everyone was very sorry that he died young.

It is said that he had a serious illness, and Emperor Gao even went to visit him in person and gave him a goose made in the imperial kitchen.

Such a favor is really rare.

However, he was seriously ill and died soon after.

Nan Yandao: "He is not"
Chapter completed!