I saw a tall figure walking in from the night and walking all the way to her.

Nanyan stood up: "Emperor..."

Zhu Feng had no expression on his face, but there was a tiredness that could not be covered in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. In addition, the flickering candlelight in the house reflected the corners of his eyes, and there were actually a few faint fine lines.

Nan Yan felt like someone was pinching his heart.

She immediately wanted to bow down to salute, but Zhu Feng had already reached out and held her arm first.

After grabbing her, I felt that her arms seemed to be much thinner than before.

In just a short period of time, she also reduced a lot.

I'm afraid there's more torment in my heart.

When he opened his mouth, his voice became a little deeper: "No, sit down."

Nanyan looked up at him, and then sat down obediently. Zhu Feng himself also sat on the chair on the other side. Seeing this, Aunt Tongyun immediately presented hot tea to His Majesty the Emperor.

Zhu Feng took the hot tea and looked at them again.

As soon as I walked into Yonghe Palace, I heard Fu and Ruoshui say something in the corridor outside, and there were also a few thick little palace maids and eunuchs who also came out to pay tribute.

The only thing I didn’t see was Nianqiu.

In addition, at this moment, Nan Yan's eyes were slightly red, and the foundation of his eyes was even a little wet, and he probably understood what was going on in his heart.

He only said to Aunt Tongyun: "You all go down."

Aunt Tongyun said, "Yes."

After saying that, he stepped out and closed the door.

When the door was closed, a gust of wind caused the candle to sway again. Nan Yan turned his head, crossed the candle and looked at Zhu Feng, and whispered: "The emperor is finally here."

Zhu Feng also turned to look at her: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Um."

"What should I do?"

"I have something to say to the emperor."

"Then now I'm here, I have something to say."

“…”

Although he had something to say, when the two of them were facing each other, Nan Yan couldn't say anything anymore and just stared at him.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile.

Nan Yan said, "Master, does it still hurt?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her, then looked down at his fingers.

He immediately said: "It's just a needle, how can it hurt?"

When Nanyan heard this, her brows furrowed.

That's different from a needle. If the fingertips are just pierced and left with some blood, they won't even yell. But today she clearly saw that the silver needle was pierced deeply into his fingers.

How is this different from torture?

Only fools say it doesn’t hurt!

Thinking of this, I thought that Zhu Feng was saying that it didn't hurt, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng sighed and said softly: "It really doesn't hurt, don't worry."

Nan Yan couldn't help but reach out and hold his hand.

He said softly: "Is the emperor still angry with his concubine?"

Zhu Feng tilted his head and looked at her.

He said with a smile: "Why am I angry with you?"

Nan Yan lowered his head and whispered: "Xue Yun..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "I was a little angry."

“…”

"I'm so angry that you are so ignorant. I've already said so clearly that you have to target her."

"That"

"But later, I thought it through."

Nan Yan raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes: "What has the emperor thought clearly?"
Chapter completed!