A wonderful dream, the spring breeze is ten miles away.

If you are infected by such an atmosphere, the next day will be a good weather.

Even in the inner room, the milky white sunlight shines through the window, reflecting the bright light of the room. Although it cannot shine directly on people, it feels warm.

Just like Nanyan, although her skin is exposed, she doesn't feel cold at all.

Of course, it is also possible that it is because a warm big hand has been gently stroking her back, as if she is giving a cat a hair.

Zhu Feng's big hands are gentle and rough, with thick calluses on his palms and fingers, but he doesn't feel hard when touched. On the contrary, it makes people feel very comfortable.

She leaned against his chest and felt so comfortable.

My eyes narrowed and I almost fell asleep again.

Zhu Feng looked down at her like this, and couldn't help but burst into laughter...

During the delivery, she experienced such dangerous things that she had not recovered. In addition, he focused on the previous dynasty of the mulberry farmers and the detoxification of her own.

The two of them have been doing well as they did last night.

From his perspective, her cheeks were much thinner than before.

These days, whether it is worries or grievances, she must have suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, I held her hand and tried a little harder.

Nan Yan was just sleepy, and felt the warm arm tightening him, and opened his eyes in a daze: "Master...?"

Zhu Feng said softly: "If you are tired, go to bed for a while?"

“…”

Although he said that, Nan Yan was confused for a while, then opened his eyes again, looked back at the sky outside the window, and murmured: "It's getting late."

"It's time."

"ah?"

When Nan Yan heard this, he woke up even more. He held Zhu Feng's chest and stood up and looked again. No, the sun was coming out outside, and he could still hear the sound of eunuchs and palace maids walking back and forth outside the courtyard wall.

She looked back at Zhu Feng: "It's so late? The emperor won't go to the morning court today?"

Zhu Feng coughed lightly.

He said: "I won't go."

Nan Yan originally wanted to fulfill his responsibilities as a "virtuous concubine" and advised others not to abolish state affairs, but look at the weather outside. Even if he got up now, those ministers would probably have gone home long ago.

Let's talk about it

It has been too long since the two of them were not so close. His chest was so warm and his arms were so powerful...

I really couldn't bear to leave.

Just let yourself get addicted.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and said nothing more. She just lay down again and leaned obediently against his chest.

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

He reached out and stroked her back, and said softly: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Uh-huh."

Nanyan shook his head gently.

"Then, get up?"

"Uh-huh."

Shake your head, too.

But Zhu Feng just smiled and reached out to hug her tighter.

Everyone knows that as emperors and imperial concubines, their daily lives are more than 99% of them, and even if there is no strong wind and rain, small twists and turns will continue.

Of course, no one will give up easily.
Chapter completed!