At this moment, Yingshao's voice sounded outside the door

"emperor."

When Nan Yan heard his voice, he was shocked. Yingshao was sent by Zhu Feng to the Monk camp to assist the Monk battle. He was back. It seemed that the group of troops had also returned.

Nan Yan moved for a while and wanted to hold her up to see it, but she didn't realize that her "movement" was just a little twisting under the quilt, and she didn't even move the quilt.

Zhu Feng reached out and patted the corner of the quilt, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

Then he got up and walked over and opened the door.

Nan Yan was lying on the bed, her hot eyelids opened, and she could only vaguely see Zhu Feng's back and Yingshao standing outside, bowing to Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng simply raised his hand: "No need to be too polite."

Then Yingshao stood up and began to talk to him.

What are they talking about?

Because I was too far away, and probably knew that the imperial concubine was sick, Yingshao's voice was very low. Nan Yan tried his best to hear it clearly, but he only heard the words "Monk", "sick in the army" and "epidemic".

The wounded...

Epidemic...

She muttered silently in a daze. In fact, she was just a little ups and downs in her breath, and she didn't make any sound at all. Her brain was even burned into a cloud of low fever. She was still struggling to think: What disease? What is the disease of the wounded?

After a while, Ying Shao at the door finished reporting, bowed and turned around and left.

Zhu Feng walked back to the bed again.

He looked down and his face was red with a blushing, and he only squinted his eyes. He wanted to see him, but he seemed to be unable to see his Nanyan clearly, and said softly: "What are you doing?"

“…”

"Go to bed quickly."

After saying that, he reached out and touched her sweaty face.

Nan Yan's eyes flashed for a moment, and finally closed his eyes and fell into chaos.

She slept for two days.

During this period, I woke up several times, and Zhu Feng hugged her and got up and fed the soup and medicine. She was so obedient. Although she was so hot that she was never troublesome when eating. She had never even sprinkled a drop of soup. She only had to drink medicine. If it was too bitter, she would try her best to close her mouth and not let her feed her.

I don't know how she finally ate it.

Anyway, on the third day, the tormenting fever finally subsided.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the doctors who hung their heads on their belts seemed to have come back from the gate of hell, and they all wanted to cheer and rush around and tell each other.

The people from the Duwei Mansion came to kowtow to the imperial concubine one after another. Nan Yan was sitting on the head of the bed with a little disheveled face. He only looked at so many people outside, so he waved his hand: "It's all right."

So Ruoshui went to the door and asked them all to retreat.

Nan Yan said angrily: "I haven't washed my face and my hair has not been combed. This makes people look at me, and it's a shame."

Ruoshui smiled and said, "Empress, I don't know. The Empress can't get sick these two days. The people in the mansion don't even dare to speak loudly, for fear of making the emperor unhappy. Now that the Empress is healing, they naturally breathe a sigh of relief, but they have saved their lives."

Nan Yan smiled and asked, "Where is the emperor?"

Ruoshui said: "I was still guarding the Empress when I woke up early, but later, Lord Chen had something to do, so the emperor went to the meeting hall."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know, it seems something big seems to have happened."

"What's the big deal?"

"I don't know this."

Nan Yan frowned slightly. If it was really a big deal, how could the Duwei Mansion be quiet? The people below were just kowtowing to him and paying respects.

I think it is not their big deal.

She thought for a while and said, "Prepare hot water first. I want to take a shower and wash away this bad luck."

"yes."

Although she hadn't eaten well these days and was still a little weak when she woke up, her body was really sweating and smelly. She gritted her teeth and washed it. When she returned to the room, Zhu Feng also came.

Seeing her like this, he immediately said, "It's such a mess. You should eat something first before taking a shower. What if you faint?"

As he said that, he pointed at Ruoshui and the others: "What are you all doing?"

Everyone was so scared that they knelt all over.

Nan Yan immediately said, "Your Majesty, don't blame them. I asked them to do this. After lying down for the past few days, my body smelled."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Although Zhu Feng was angry, he was happy to see her getting better and even his eyes were lit. After scolding them for a few words, he didn't say anything, and just asked the kitchen to send lunch.

Finally, I saw some meat and fish, and Nanyan was crying.

Zhu Feng was on the side, watching her eating voraciously, while picking up food for her, he said, "Eat slowly. I have been hungry for so many days and I have eaten too much and I have suffered from my stomach."

Nan Yan poured a bowl of rice hard and finally took a breath.

Touching your stomach: "Comfortable!"

Zhu Feng laughed and said, "Drink some more soup."

As he said that, he personally served her half a bowl of soup. Nanyan took it, sucked it gently along the edge of the bowl, and remembered something again, and asked, "The emperor just went to the conference hall. Has something serious happened?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her and said, "It's not a big deal."

"oh."

"Monk withdraws his troops."

"ah?!"

Originally, Nanyan was still serious when he heard that it was not a big deal, but when he heard that Monk withdrew his troops, he was so shocked that the soup in the bowl was almost sprinkled out.

She stared at Zhu Feng with wide eyes: "How could it be?!"

Zhu Feng said: "If you can't win, you will suffer heavy losses. What should you do if you don't withdraw?"

“…”

Nan Yan was still a little overwhelmed.

But immediately, she thought of her being sick and drowsy, and seemed to hear Yingshao coming to report and talk about the things in Monk Camp.

It seems that the wounded soldiers are mentioned, and the epidemic is also mentioned!

She asked immediately, "Is it because of the epidemic?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her again.

Nan Yan said: "That day, when Lord Ying came to report, I heard it in a daze."

Zhu Feng curled his lips.

Nan Yan raised his breathing and said softly: "Is it really an epidemic?"

Zhu Feng said: "Otherwise."

Nan Yan put the bowl back on the table, thinking for a long time in confusion, then turned to look at Zhu Feng. He had just been caring for her food and drink, but he didn't even care about eating. It was not until this time that Zhu Feng started to eat.

Nan Yan looked at it for a while and said softly: "Anti-epidemic?"

“…”

"Even if there will be epidemics after the war and disaster, it shouldn't have happened in such a short time."

“…”

"It's only been a few days since the war."

Zhu Feng lowered his head and said while eating: "When it should appear, it will naturally appear."

“…”

Nanyan turned to look at him.
Chapter completed!