Nanyan didn't let him stay for too long.

When Madam Su's cry came from the wind and rain, she took Zhu Feng away from the cold palace. After leaving, she returned directly to her Yonghe Palace.

When Aunt Tongyun and Ruoshui saw that the emperor and the imperial concubine were soaked, they did not dare to ask any questions. They immediately prepared hot water for them to take a bath. After the two of them washed away the wet and cold clothes, they returned to the room.

Zhu Feng, who was sitting by the bed, had his hair soaked and soft, scattered behind his head.

Nan Yan knelt on the bed, wiping his hair with a towel, and saw his hands. Although he had just soaked in the warm bath soup, he immediately returned to coldness and pinched his knees on both sides of his body.

He seemed to be suffering in his heart.

Until Eunuch Yu comes back.

He walked in and didn't even dare to get too close to the bed. He just knelt on the ground from a distance and said, "Report to the emperor, Qin Ruolan - hanged himself."

At this moment, Nan Yan saw his hand.

His hands were originally pinching the knees on both sides. The moment he heard this, his fingers spasmed and almost pierced into his flesh.

Then, slowly loosen.

Nan Yan, who was kneeling behind him, could clearly feel that the muscles in his body were tensing for a while, completely relaxing, as if something was being pulled away from his body, and it was a little empty.

After a while of silence, Zhu Feng spoke and said hoarsely: "I understand."

“…”

"Let me deal with her funeral."

Eunuch Yu knelt on the ground and whispered: "Your Majesty, what kind of etiquette should I be buried with?"

Nanyan looked at Zhu Feng carefully.

I saw him sitting quietly, thinking quietly for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "Send her back to their Qin family's ancestral grave for burial. She is Qin Ruolan, that's all."

“…”

"As for the spiritual position... when the time is right, I will send it to the Imperial Mausoleum Temple."

Eunuch Yu said justice: "I understand."

After saying that, he kowtowed, then got up and walked out.

The door was closed as well.

Even if the doors and windows were closed, they could not control the sound of rain outside. However, the sound of rain made the room quieter. Nan Yan could even hear Zhu Feng's heartbeat and breathing in the sound of rain, as if he had let go of something, very light, but the breath emitted by his body seemed very heavy.

She reached out and hugged him gently from behind.

Zhu Feng wanted to look back at her, but hesitated for a moment, but did not look back. He just lowered his head and said heavily: "I don't know why. I have hated her for so many years, and even hate her to deceive me like this when I lost my memory... But if I want her to die, I know that she is dead... I will still be sad."

“…”

"I obviously want to be with her."

“…”

"Why am I still sad? Nanyan, why am I still heartbroken?"

Nan Yan hugged him hard, reached out and gently stroked his strong chest, and even noticed the powerful heartbeat under his chest.

The pain in that place can only be endured.

There is no way to hide, and there is nowhere to escape.

Nan Yan hugged him tightly with both hands, pressed his face against his back, and could hear his heavy and painful heartbeat, and said softly: "Because, the emperor is still an individual."

“…”

"If you are a person, you will feel heartbroken."

“…”

"Especially this person is someone who the emperor has loved and hated. If the emperor's love and hate is fake, then it will not be heartbroken. Otherwise, such a result should be heartbroken no matter what."

Zhu Feng's eyes became even redder.

It seems that since he became an adult and understood his situation, he rarely feels wronged. Of course, it is impossible for him to live without grievances, but he never lets himself feel wronged, because once a person is wronged, he will become soft.

But at this time, he seemed to have opened a clam shell.

He fully showed all his soft parts to Nanyan. At this time, any small damage, even a little grain of sand, would probably kill him.

But Nanyan just hugged him.

Her voice came directly from her back to his ears and even into his heart, as if she had just touched his heart with her voice.

"But--"

When she said this, she straightened up again, reached out to break Zhu Feng's face, turned Zhu Feng's face over and faced him. Looking at his red eyes and red nose, she was obviously so strong that she could scare away a lot of people. At this time, there was a bit of heartache. Nan Yan looked at him and said seriously: "This time my heartache is over, it's over."

“…”

"Didn't the emperor want to break up with her? I feel heartbroken for her, this is the final break."

“…”

"The emperor's emperor's heart, don't be heartbroken for anyone easily."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Feng's heart seemed to be beating again.

But this time, his heartbeat was not accompanied by that deep pain, but instead dispelled the chill and pain brought out of the cold palace.

He slowly turned around and reached out to hug Nanyan.

A pair of big palms that were a little cool, stroked the thin body, making her closer to her, and letting no gap between the two of them, as if she wanted to inlaid Nan Yan into her body and never let her leave again.

"Nanyan..."

Nan Yan blushed a little when he heard his hoarse voice.

She thought for a while, lowered her head, and printed her slightly trembling lips on Zhu Feng's pale lips.

Then he reached out and untied his clothes.

At this moment, the candlelight burned to the bottom, struggled for two times before extinguishing.

The entire Yonghe Palace fell into darkness.

But Nanyan's skin still shines with a faint glow like moist jade in the darkness.

They have never been so close to each other since Zhu Feng was assassinated and woke up. Although they still slept together at night, for his health, sex was naturally eliminated.

It is true that the two of them have not been intimate for a long time.

But now, she took the initiative to hold him, even pressed him down on the bed, biting his lips hard, until the tips of both of them could taste a little bloody taste, she let him go.

But this time, Zhu Feng did not let her go.

Almost immediately, he turned his back and hugged the thin, soft body in his arms tightly, and he even heard Nan Yan's sob sound, as if it was a little painful, but she never resisted and even hugged him tightly.

The two people hugged, touched, and even hugged each other passionately, but it seemed that they didn't seem to have much to do with love and desire, and they just wanted to hug each other tightly.
Chapter completed!