Zhu Feng said: "Actually, yesterday, someone had already heard news that the special envoy of the Sabre Kingdom was almost here. I have to prepare for this matter as I counted on the day."

“That’s.”

Nanyan nodded hurriedly.

But she quickly calmed down, looked at Zhu Feng's bloodless face, and said softly: "If you want to prepare, you have to wait until the matter here is handled. When the rain stops, you will go back to Handongwei first."

Zhu Feng said: "That's nature."

Nan Yan sent someone hot water to wash Zhu Feng's face, and then asked, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Zhu Feng shook his head: "I slept for so long during the day, and I don't want to sleep anymore."

Although he said this, Nan Yan could clearly see that his eyes were still covered with red blood, and he must have been very tired. But when he thought that the old uncle had not finished dealing with the matter, he just couldn't sleep even if he lie down.

So he sighed lightly: "Then, the emperor, at least take a break and then go there."

"I'm fine."

Even though he said so, he was actually sitting on the chair, and his chest, which had already shown a little thin, slowly rising and falling, as if he was calming down.

Then he got up: "You accompany me."

Nan Yan immediately took a piece of clothes and put them on him.

When I lifted the tent and went out, there was still wind and rain outside. The rain was getting deep in the night, giving people a chill that seemed to be coming. Nanyan held the umbrella above Zhu Feng's head, and he couldn't help but tremble for a moment. Zhu Feng reached out to hold her. Xiao Shunzi, who was beside him, was originally going to come up to serve, but when he saw this scene, he plucked the courage to retreat.

The two of them were as if they were supporting each other and leaning on each other, slowly walking towards the old uncle's tent.

As soon as I entered, I felt a little dull.

In the tent, the old uncle was still lying on the bed in a coma. Chen Zixiao sat beside the bed and looked down at him, while He Yi stood aside. The three of them made no sound. The silence was like an invisible fortress they were guarding.

But as soon as Zhu Feng came in, this silence was immediately broken, and both of them hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Emperor."

Zhu Feng waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to be too polite at this time.

Then he slowly walked to the bedside, looked down at the old uncle with a gray face. The feeling that was about to be corrupted could slowly flow out from his lying figure. Zhu Feng couldn't help frowning: "Have you not woke up today?"

Shi Yi said: "No."

"What medicine did you take?"

"Weichen and the military doctor have prescribed medicine and have also been simmered, but the Taoist priest is unconscious and cannot be filled with medicine."

Zhu Feng covered his mouth, coughed twice, and then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

Nan Yan handed the umbrella to the servants outside and followed him. The three of them stood around and looked at the old uncle and the emperor. They originally thought that the emperor was just coming to see the old uncle's situation, but he sat motionlessly, without saying anything, and without giving anything. After a cup of tea, He Yi felt something was wrong.

He thought for a while and stepped forward and whispered: "Emperor, there are Weichen and Lord Chen here, so the emperor doesn't have to worry. Today, the emperor is also sick all the time during the day. The dragon body is important, so the emperor should go back and rest."

Chen Zixiao also said: "Yes, please take care of the dragon body."

Zhu Feng still sat still, and after a while, he said, "You go down, I will be here tonight to guard my uncle."

When they heard this, both of them were shocked.

He Yi hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, this is inappropriate."

Chen Zixiao also said: "Yes, the emperor has been sick during the day. If he still stays up late here, how can the dragon body stand it? The emperor must not do this, and his father cannot stand it."

The implication is that letting the emperor keep his vigilant at night will make his old uncle's life a long life.

Zhu Feng looked up at them.

He said calmly: "I am the true dragon emperor, and evil spirits cannot invade. With me here, I will protect him, so you don't have to worry."

He said this to death.

He Yi wanted to say something, Nan Yan, who was standing beside him, said quietly: "Don't persuade me, sir. Although my uncle has been a monk and practiced for so many years, he is still the emperor's elder. This time he helped the emperor destroy Baihu City. The emperor guarded him for a night, which was considered to be his whole heart."

He Yi said: "Empress——"

Nanyan continued, "If you are worried about the emperor's dragon body, I will accompany the emperor tonight. If there is anything, I will naturally take care of it."

As soon as she spoke, the two of them really had nothing to say.

Nan Yan continued, "Okay, Lord Chen has been fighting bloody all night and has been busy for another day. It's time to go for a rest. Lord Heyi is also tired. You all go down first. If you have any trouble, I will ask someone to call you."

The two of them couldn't, so they had to retreat.

Zhu Feng was still sitting by the bed and said with a smile: "These two people are difficult to deal with. If I come alone, I am afraid I will have to throw something away to save them. You can do it, and I will send them away in a few words."

Nan Yan said: "How come the emperor doesn't understand this when he understands military tactics? This is called using softness to overcome hardness."

She said as she walked behind him and placed her hand on Zhu Feng's shoulder.

Zhu Feng reached out and patted the back of her hand, saying, "But I have to work hard for you. I have taken care of me all day and stayed up late tonight with me."

Nanyan pushed him.

"The emperor still tells me this?"

After saying that, she probably felt that doing this in front of a patient who was unconscious was a bit of a flirting and was too unstable, so she immediately coughed lightly, looked at the old uncle's face, and said softly: "What should I do if my uncle can't wake up?"

Zhu Feng also looked down.

He looked solemn and didn't say anything.

The night is always long.

Such a long night will be infinitely extended every moment, making it even more difficult to resist. Nan Yan guarded until midnight, and could not bear it while sitting in the chair beside him, and his head was dozing off bit by bit. Zhu Feng felt distressed when he saw her like this, so he got up and took her shoulders, intending to let her go back and sleep for a while.

But just as I was about to speak, I heard a deep breath coming from the quiet bed behind me.

Zhu Feng turned around immediately.

I saw the old uncle, who had been unconscious for a day and night, frowning at this time, his dry and cracked pale lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was breathing heavily, and as if he wanted to say something, but his weak body could not support him to make any sound.

Zhu Feng hurried over and whispered: "Uncle?"

The old uncle closed his eyes, his eyes seemed to move, and his lips kept shaking. Zhu Feng felt something he said, and hurriedly put his ear closer: "What are you going to say?"

"Don't blame me,"

A weak voice came into his ears.
Chapter completed!