For some reason, Nan Yan's heart trembled after hearing her say this.

She remembered that when she was still in Kulun City, she seemed to be like this when she saw her. She was always light on people and things. The only expression that could be clearly distinguished in her calm eyes was loneliness.

Now this statement seems to have proved her years.

No matter how she really became the concubine of the emperor, she might be living a good life now. At least Monk took her with her even in the march, which shows that she was very pampered.

But the loneliness deep in her heart has never been dispelled.

Nan Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this time, Zhu Feng's voice came from behind. Their stingy words were finally over, and they were about to leave.

Nan Yan whispered: "You, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the camp.

She and Zhu Feng rolled over the horse together. Zhu Feng turned around and said to Munke at the gate of the camp: "Your Majesty, please come back. I'm waiting for your good news."

Monk smiled and said, "Of course."

After saying that, Zhu Feng rode his horse and whipped it, and rushed out of the camp gate.

Nan Yan immediately clamped the horse's belly and followed with Ying Shao and the others. In an instant, smoke and dust flew, and a group of people quickly disappeared on the grassland.

Monk kept watching their backs go away, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

However, because the corners of his mouth were naturally raised up, even if he didn't smile, he seemed to have a little smile on his face.

However, under the hot sun, this smile was cold.

He murmured, "You have a good idea when you have both sides, you have a good idea."

As he said that, he sneered, and turned around and walked in.

After walking two steps, he saw Xiu Yun standing aside with his head down. He thought for a while and said, "Come with me."

"yes."

Xiu Yun hurriedly followed.

After a while, he entered the tent.

Because of the blue roof, as soon as I walked into the tent, I felt a little inexplicable coldness, especially when Monk walked forward and slowly sat in his chair.

When Xiu Yun stood in front of him, there was not much left in the residual heat of the sunlight that had just been on his body.

Monk looked up at her.

Seeing her standing properly, he said with a smile: "What's wrong?"

“…”

"After so many years, why are you still so helpless in front of me? Is it really that scary?"

Xiu Yun hurriedly said, "Of course not."

“…”

"I just know my identity."

Monk shook his head, walked over and held her hand, pulled her into his arms and hugged her gently, and said, "After all these years, have you not forgotten your origin yet?"

“…”

"I have forgotten it, you can't forget it?"

“…”

"Is it because I am not good enough to you? Or is it because I am not good enough to do it?"

Hearing this sentence, Xiu Yun, who was held in Munch's arms, trembled slightly.

A look of almost fear appeared in his eyes.

Monk is very gentle, which is known to almost everyone who has seen him. He is different from ordinary men in China, and even does not look like a royal family. Many times, he wears a long robe from Yanguo, wears warm jade on his body, and sometimes he also holds a folding fan in his hand.

Every time I see him, I feel like a young master in the turbid world.

He is also very gentle to others. He has been by his side for so many years and has never seen him get angry.

However, this does not prevent others from fearing him.

The gentleness of the emperor has never been simple tenderness, nor is it a gentleness that ordinary people can bear.

Xiu Yun took a deep breath and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't say that."

“…”

"Over the years, everyone in the harem has envied me by the emperor. If Xiu Yun is dissatisfied with him, then God can't stand it."

Monk laughed and gently stroked her back with one hand.

Then he pulled her to sit beside him.

He said, "I just saw Concubine Si talk to you. I heard that when I was talking to Zhu Feng about the important matters, you went out together. I wonder what you were talking about?"

Xiu Yun said, "Oh, nothing is it."

"oh?"

"Just just"

Xiu Yun looked at him and said, "It's just some reminiscence. She also asked Princess Baoyin."

Monk raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is that right?"

Xiu Yun glanced at him and said softly: "I also know that now is the critical moment when the war is about to go to war. They are not clear about their minds, so there are so many concubines who dare not say much."

Monk smiled slightly, gently stroked her shoulders, and took her into his arms.

"I naturally believe in you."

Nanyan on the other side galloped with Zhu Feng. Along the way, they ate a lot of sand and soil because of the wind. Until the sun sets west, they found a place to camp.

The soldiers took out all the water and dry food they carried with them for dinner.

Nan Yan sat by the bonfire, watching Zhu Feng and Yingshao and the others explain a few words, then walked back and sat next to her, and said softly: "Master, everything is going well today."

Zhu Feng said: "Didn't you listen to it?"

Nan Yan said: "But later, I haven't heard what the emperor said."

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

“Want to know?”

"Um."

Zhu Feng snorted deliberately and said, "You are running around in the enemy camp today, and this matter is not over."

"ah?"

"I will tell you after the matter is done. It is considered a punishment."

"emperor"

Won't this suffocate her to death?

But this time, Zhu Feng seemed to be determined to make her feel uncomfortable. No matter how she begged, she was about to roll around and it seemed like she had thread on her mouth, but she just didn't say anything.

Nan Yan could only sit beside him in a nausea.

He kept muttering: "You're stingy."

Zhu Feng listened, angry and funny. The person below just boiled the water and brought it to his hands. He took it and handed it to Nanyan: "It's still cold tonight. Drink some hot water first, don't go back and catch a cold."

Nan Yan pouted, took it and sucked it in small mouthfuls.

Zhu Feng took another bowl of water and started drinking it. He asked while drinking: "What you told me today, when you saw that Xiu Yun, what did she tell you?"

When Nanyan heard this, he felt energetic again.

He turned to look at Zhu Feng and said, "The Emperor also knows that she was given to Monk by King Beili, and now she has become a serious concubine. By the way, she is still pregnant."

"oh……"

"Monk doesn't know yet. Judging from her appearance, I don't seem to plan to tell Muk."

Zhu Feng was bored and said, "Are these things worthy of being so mysterious?"

Although he was concerned about the affairs of the country, he was not interested in inquiring about the affairs of the emperor's bed.

Nan Yan said: "Today, she asked her concubine for someone, and the emperor guesses who it is."

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at her: "Who?"

"Xue Yun!"
Chapter completed!