"Do you really don't want Cheng Jun to inherit my country?"

He asked this sentence very seriously.

Nan Yan also understood why he was so serious and solemn. Perhaps as he said, this was for her and himself, his last chance.

Nan Yan said calmly: "Your Majesty, I have already made a decision. The current development of the situation has only made me more determined to make my decision. Therefore, I will not change my attitude."

“…”

"The King of Wei should inherit the emperor's territory, and the emperor does not need to hesitate anymore."

Hearing her say this, Zhu Feng took a deep breath.

In fact, this time, when he woke up from a coma, especially when he knew what Zhu Chengxuan did during his coma, he had already made up his mind. After he came back to report the matter, his determination became even stronger.

He just couldn't let go of some.

After all, what he was thinking about at the beginning was that the little woman in front of him would give birth to a son for him to inherit the Great Yan Dynasty.

Zhu Feng was quiet for a while, then said, "Nanyan, I'll ask you something."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Does the emperor want to ask me why I chose King Wei so firmly and never fought for Cheng Jun?"

Zhu Feng said: "Yes."

“…”

"I know that from ancient times to the present, too many people have fallen under the dragon throne. Even if everyone knows that it is a blessing or a disaster, there are still people who continue to do it. Why, you seem to have never been tempted by this?"

“…”

"It seems like there is a Buddha living in your heart, without greed, anger and ignorance?"

Nan Yan laughed silently.

He said, "What did the emperor say? Where can I have any Buddha?"

“…”

"It is impossible to say that I never thought about it. The emperor still remembers that not long after the concubine was enthroned, the emperor mentioned to me that I hope that I would give birth to a dragon son for the emperor so that I could inherit the emperor's country."

Zhu Feng nodded.

Nan Yan said: "At that time, I really thought so."

“…”

"I just didn't expect that child..."

When she mentioned this, her nose felt a little sour.

Speaking of which, so many years have passed, and the fatal injury has been healed, but after all, it is a mother. When it comes to this, she can't help but feel sad and sad.

Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and gently held her hand.

Feeling that familiar, rough palm had already carried the same body temperature as before, Nan Yan's heart calmed down a little. She sighed and said, "After that, I wasted a few more years. Although I gave birth to Cheng Jun, my intentions have changed."

“…”

"The King of Wei is the legitimate son, don't care about him"

Speaking of this, she looked at Zhu Feng and saw that a gloom flashed in his eyes, so she swallowed the words behind him and said, "It is natural for him to inherit the throne. The emperor may have been dissatisfied with his kindness in the past, but for officials all over the world, this is orthodox and cannot be blamed."

“…”

"And Cheng Jun... he is the concubine's son. If he inherits it, no matter what the King of Wei will, how will the officials in the world agree?"

“…”

"People's hearts will naturally be in chaos."

“…”

"The emperor finally managed to govern the world and first achieved great stability. Do you have the heart to cause chaos in this kind of thing?"

“…”

"Let's talk about the emperor..."

Nan Yan held his hand in his back and said seriously: "The emperor is now in his prime, and the King of Wei is also sensible. The emperor teaches him and learns. After the emperor is long alive, he will be in the same year. He can inherit the throne, no matter how far he is, he can suppress and suppress it."

“…”

"Where is Cheng Jun?"

“…”

"How long will it take for the emperor to wait for him to grow up and become a talented person?"

“…”

"When the emperor is long alive, will he become a talent? Regardless of whether his brother is strong and young, isn't the emperor really afraid of brothers' clashes?"

“…”

"The emperor should know the lessons of King Wuling of Zhao."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng's serious face also added a little more gloomy.

Nan Yan said seriously: "I don't have Buddha in my heart like the emperor said, and there are no delusions of greed, anger, and ignorance. However, when there are such delusions, I still remember a saying that I admire my reputation and live in real trouble. A gentleman will not do it."

“…”

"The emperor is determined to create a prosperous era, but he must not be confused about such things. A short prosperous era is not a praising, but a pity from the world."

After hearing what she said, Zhu Feng took a deep breath.

He looked at Nanyan and said seriously: "Nanyan..."

Nan Yandao: "Hmm?"

"Nanyan..."

Listening to him calling his name constantly, Nan Yan knew that he felt very moved, but it was hard to express it in words.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "What I fear most is that the emperor has been hesitating about this matter."

“…”

"Now that I have settled, I can feel at ease."

“…”

"In this way, the emperor can feel at ease."

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while. Although he was injured in his chest now, he could not hold her in his arms like he did in the past, but the two of them held each other with their fingers in contact. Nan Yan could clearly feel the temperature in his palm, which was burning and a little hot.

But the temperature in his chest was the same.

He said, "Okay, I understand."

“…”

"I will find a day to announce this. But before that..."

Speaking of this, Nan Yan felt his hand move, in fact, it shouldn't have moved. It was just that the muscles on his hands were twitching slightly, or, after following him for so many years, Nan Yan understood very well that when Zhu Feng unconsciously used force on his hands, he had some plans in his mind.

Or... when you are determined to kill.

But what kind of murderous intention should be caused by this?

She subconsciously looked up at Zhu Feng, and saw a faint haze floating in his eyes.

It seems that these two days, I often see such a haze floating through his eyes.

What is he thinking?

She whispered: "Master..."

Zhu Feng looked up at her, and quickly returned to his calm expression and said, "Okay, I still have a lot of things to deal with here. You, go back and rest."

Nan Yan said: "Why did the emperor ask me to go back and rest again?"

Zhu Feng said: "What, can you really be addicted to listening to politics?"

When Nan Yan heard this, he naturally did not dare to nostalgia again.

So he immediately stood up and left.
Chapter completed!