At this moment, a small voice came from beside it—

"Father?"

The two of them turned around and saw that it was Zhu Chengjun who walked out of the room on the other side. He was wearing only a thin dress, holding his hands and looking carefully at his parents.

Nan Yan immediately walked over: "Why don't you wear more clothes? What are you doing when you run out?"

Zhu Chengjun whispered: "Son minister, son minister is worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Zhu Chengjun didn't say anything, just blinked his big eyes and looked at Zhu Feng sitting there.

Seeing his son like this, a gentle smile appeared on Zhu Feng's face and waved to him. Zhu Chengjun immediately jogged over. Zhu Feng looked up at the son who had grown a lot, and said with a smile: "Are you scared by your father?"

Zhu Chengjun nodded and shook his head immediately.

"Um?"

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and said seriously: "My son is growing up, but my son is not afraid. My son can also protect his father and mother."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng laughed.

He originally wanted to reach out to rub the child's head, but after reaching out, he changed to pinch Zhu Chengjun's back neck.

Nan Yan came over, but still couldn't help but settle the score with his son, saying, "You're still making trouble when you grow up? Who told you to follow you without saying a word? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

When Zhu Chengjun heard this, he immediately lowered his head.

Zhu Feng waved his hand and smiled and said, "Forget it, don't scold him again this time."

It is rare that he is so generous, even Nan Yan was a little surprised, but he also understood in his heart that after experiencing this incident, Zhu Feng's mentality is afraid that it will change greatly from the past. He will only cherish the relatives and affection that can be grasped in front of him.

Zhu Chengjun lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head to look at Nan Yan, and said carefully: "Mother, this time it was Erchen's fault. Erchen must follow him. Brother Biyu couldn't persuade Erchen, so he could only follow Erchen. Mother shouldn't punish him again, okay? He is also very pitiful."

Nan Yan said angrily: "What's so pitiful about him!"

Zhu Chengjun said: "His uncle can't be found."

Nan Yan frowned: "Have you not found it yet?"

After they returned to Yumen Pass together, she was devoted to Zhu Feng. All the things outside were left to Heyi and Chen Zixiao and others? But she didn't expect that Wen Wuyu could not be found.

Zhu Chengjun said: "No. Brother Bieyu has been crying secretly and dare not let Erchen know. Erchen asked him, but he only said? His uncle is gone."

“…”

Nanyan was also in a little trouble.

Speaking of which, as the emperor and the imperial concubine, it seems that they should not have fought for a lunatic? But after all, Wen Wuyu was brought out by them? If it were just thrown in the northwest, it would seem a bit unreasonable.

She turned around and was about to discuss with Zhu Feng, but saw Zhu Feng sitting there quietly? Her face looked a little solemn.

Nan Yan whispered: "Your Majesty..."

Zhu Feng looked up at her and said lightly: "I have my own arrangements for this matter. OK? It's so late, you should go back to bed earlier? You'll have to get up early tomorrow."

Hearing him say this? Zhu Chengjun gave a decent greeting and went back.

After he left? Nan Yan turned around and whispered to Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, do you still have to send someone to find Wen Wuyu?"

Zhu Feng said: "Since someone is gone? Let him go."

Nanyan nodded when he heard this.

In fact, just when she saw Zhu Feng's attitude, she came to her senses.

Wen Wuyu was crazy in Yumen Pass, and he was very likely to witness the truth about Princess Tana's death. If this is true—

Then he really can't come back.

After meeting the old uncle, Wen Wuyu was already stimulated and told a lot about the past. This time he followed Zhu Chengjun and Wen Bieyu to Yumen Pass. No one knew what was going on. Maybe he had already remembered what happened back then.

If this is the case, even if he comes back, the emperor will have to send someone to destroy his mouth.

Therefore, Wen Bieyu said that he was "left". Maybe he really remembered what happened back then and understood that if he returned to the emperor, he would only insist on leaving.

If this is the case, it will save you this trouble.

After all, it would be a bit unbearable for Nan Yan to kill such a poor person.

Nan Yan whispered, "But, where can he go alone?"

Zhu Feng said: "It may not be alone."

"Um?"

Nan Yan didn't hear it clearly and looked down at him: "What did the emperor say?"

Zhu Feng looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and didn't say much after all, just smiled faintly: "It's okay, I feel a little cold, let's go in and rest."

When Nan Yan heard him say this, he naturally forgot everything and hurriedly helped him get up and return to the house.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, I heard that His Majesty the Emperor had already awakened, and Chen Zixiao, Heyi and the others came to pay their respects immediately. Zhu Feng was sitting on the head of the bed, drinking a bowl of hot soup from Nan Yan's hand. When he saw them coming in, he waved his hands lightly.

Several people stood up carefully and retreated aside.

Zhu Feng glanced at Heyi.

He said with a smile: "You are coming soon."

He Yi had never had such a cautious and careful moment. Nan Yan even felt that he had never breathed since he walked into this broken house. When he heard Zhu Feng's words, he did not look up, but said softly: "The safety of the emperor is related to the people and the country, and the ministers dare not neglect."

"The people of the country..."

Zhu Feng repeated these four words, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

He said with a smile: "If my safety does not affect the people and the people, what will happen to you?"

When Nan Yan heard this, he coughed lightly and winked at Chen Zixiao.

Chen Zixiao was not stupid either. He understood that there was something to say between the king and his subjects, so he followed the imperial concubine out of the room.

In the room, there were only Zhu Feng and He Yi.

I don't know if it was because the weather had cooled down after the autumn or something else, He Yi only felt a chill in the room, and his fingertips were cold. When he looked up and met Zhu Feng's deep gaze, a chill came out from the bottom of his heart.

When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and unconsciously.

"In this world, there is no if."

Hearing this answer, Zhu Feng sneered.

He slowly sat up and looked up and down at the minister who had been following him for more than ten years, saying that he was loyal to him, and came to him at the most dangerous moment.

He said he was loyal, but he always had a place in his heart to avoid himself.
Chapter completed!