He buried his head in Nanyan's arms and said in a muffled voice: "I am the only one."

“…”

"Nanyan, fortunately you are still here."

Seeing him like this, he felt a little aggrieved and coquettish as a child, Nan Yan chuckled and reached out to touch his back gently. Although he had known that he had been losing weight these days, he touched his spine and raised his ridges so that he realized that he was very thin.

She was sad and distressed, and said softly: "Of course I am still here."

“…”

"However, the emperor is confused. There is more than one concubine around the emperor. When the emperor returns to the capital, we will see two children. Haven't they been by the emperor all the time?"

When it comes to the child, Zhu Feng's heart feels a little warmer.

He nodded gently.

In the posture of being still in Nanyan's arms, he slowly lay down. Nanyan held his head and let him pillow on his legs, while gently stroking his chest to calm him down. The rising sunlight sprinkled in through the gaps in the window, and as the ship slowly drove on Zhu Feng's face, his body moving little by little.

The river breeze has already brought the coolness of autumn, making Zhu Feng’s hands and feet cold.

But the sunshine also has a little warmth.

Zhu Feng was silent for a long time before he whispered: "You are right, you are right..."

Nan Yan smiled and hugged him.

Because of the two children, Zhu Feng was also home as if he was about to return home. There were some officials from prefectures and counties along the way waiting to pick him up, wanting to please His Majesty the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine, but Zhu Feng almost refused. He only stopped at several ports to replenish his sleep and food on the boat. At other times, all of them allowed the people below to move forward at full speed.

In this way, two months later, they docked at Tianjin Port and immediately changed into carriages.

Finally, I returned to the capital before the Chinese New Year.

When I left, it was early spring. The day I returned to the capital was already deep winter. Heavy snow fell, and the biting coldness poured into the carriage with the north wind or lifting the curtain of the carriage. Nanyan couldn't help but leaned against Zhu Feng with his sleeves.

Zhu Feng looked down at her and smiled and said, "Why do you look like an old mother on the street like this?"

Nanyandao: "It's cold."

“…”

"I thought the matter would be resolved soon, but I didn't even bring enough winter clothes to my mother. I knew it would be delayed until this time. Fortunately, I didn't come back until the New Year, otherwise Xinping and Cheng Jun would have caused trouble to collapse the city walls of Peking."

Zhu Feng smiled and reached out to take her into his arms, saying, "If they really have such skills, then I will be happy."

The two of them were talking about some homely words, and the carriage drove forward.

Finally, at noon, we arrived at Nangong Gate.

The people in the palace had already received the news and all gathered here to welcome the saint, especially Princess Xinping and King Chengjun of Han. The two were served by the nannies around them, and they all changed into bright new clothes. The nannies also specially called two eunuchs to raise the two high men on their shoulders, and saw the carriage entering the palace gate from afar.

"Father!"

Xinping saw the golden car at a glance and shouted at the top of his throat.

Cheng Jun, who was beside him, also opened his eyes wide and looked ahead. Compared to his sister who was whispering to the point of everything, he seemed quieter. However, when he saw Xinping happy, he almost jumped around the eunuch's head, he also smiled.

After a while, the carriage arrived in front of him and stopped.

Everyone knelt down on the ground, and even Xinping took Cheng Jun to climb down from the shoulders of the eunuch, knelt on the ground, and followed everyone to shout long live.

Zhu Feng got off the carriage first.

At this time, the wind and snow were very strong. As soon as he stepped on the thick snow, he made a creaking sound. He hurriedly turned around and held Nan Yan's white hand that he stretched out to pick her up. Nan Yan stood still, so he naturally looked at his children first.

Along the way, she was thinking about the children with all her heart.

But when they really met, they still had to worry about their identity. After all, there were still a large number of people kneeling in front of them. Zhu Feng said to the concubines and people in the harem, "Let's just sit still."

Everyone then stood up thanking.

Zhu Feng said: "It's hard for you to come here because of such heavy snow. Go back quickly. Don't be frozen as soon as I come back."

Although the concubines in the harem were reluctant to leave, they also knew that the imperial concubines were here, and no one of them dared to come up to talk more. They could only come forward to greet each other and leave one by one after another.

When they left, Nan Yan could no longer hold back and shouted directly at the two children.

"Peaceful! Cheng Jun!"

When the two children heard her voice, they could not bear it. Xinping jumped up from the ground and shot directly into their mother's arms like an arrow: "Mother!"

She has grown taller and gained a lot of weight after almost a year.

This collision almost knocked Nanyan to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhu Feng reached out to protect Nanyan and said with a smile: "Let me see, whose fat girl is this?"

Xinping raised his head from Nanyan's arms, and his eyes were red at him: "Father! Woo woo..."

After all, it was a child, turning her face was like flipping books. She was so happy just now that tears fell like beads with broken threads. Zhu Feng was both happy and distressed when he saw it. He hurriedly picked her up, bent his arms and smiled, "Wow, it really sinks a lot."

"Father!"

Xinping hugged his neck and buried his little face between his neck.

At this time, the nanny took Zhu Chengjun and walked over slowly.

He was much younger than Xinping. He hadn't seen his father and mother for nearly a year. He was a little more or less apart. He held the nanny's finger with one hand and said softly: "Father, Mother..."

When Nan Yan saw him, he was really sad and sad.

After all, she is the youngest son, and he has never taken care of him much since he was born. It has been nearly a year since he left. No wonder the child looked at him with less intimate eyes. She hurried over and picked up the child: "Does Cheng Jun miss his mother?"

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and looked at her for a long time before saying, "I want to."

Nan Yan said: "Mother's mother also wants to Cheng Jun."

Xinping, who was already tired of Zhu Feng, immediately turned his head: "Does the mother miss me?"

Nan Yan was amused by her eagerness to compete for favor, and said angrily: "I think, why don't you? Think about how much you have gained weight again!"

"snort!"

Xinping pouted at her, turned her head and buried her face in Zhu Feng's arms.

After being tired of the child for a while, Zhu Feng raised his head again and saw a thin, familiar figure coming up in the wind and snow, saluting respectfully to them: "My son is paying homage to my father."
Chapter completed!