On the other side, Nanyan and his group hurried back to Yongzhou City.

Along the way, Choi Yuanmei sent someone to lead the way, but they quickly returned to the South Courtyard. But as soon as they arrived at the door, they found a huge carriage parked here. Everyone in the courtyard surrounded the carriage and pointed at it, not knowing what to say.

Nan Yan immediately lifted the curtain and frowned and said, "What's going on?"

When the manager saw this, he was so scared that he immediately came forward to salute and said, "Empress, this is sent by the people of Yue. The villains are afraid that they have bad intentions and ask them to send them back. But those people stopped the carriage here and ran away. The villains are trying to solve it."

"Mongol people?"

Nan Yan frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that when she was leaving, Li Wushang said that she would give her some things, which had been delivered to Yongzhou City.

He also said that he "owed" her.

Is it this car?

Nan Yan was confused. She really couldn't remember what Li Wushang had owe her in the past fifteen years, and she was transported by such a big carriage. She thought for a while and said, "Let them all go down."

The in charge immediately called the people below to retreat immediately, leaving only two people serving beside the carriage. Nanyan got off the carriage and slowly walked to the carriage.

Ruoshui held her and said softly: "Be careful, Empress, there will be no danger here, right?"

Nanyan shook his head calmly.

Although Li Wushang was an unfamiliar wolf cub, he did hurt Zhu Feng, but he would never attack him.

Nanyan slowly walked to the carriage and carefully lifted the curtain. He saw that there were mountain-like brocade boxes piled up in the carriage, one by one, each neatly arranged, and at least a hundred or ten.

So many things?

Ruoshui said in surprise: "What is this?"

Nan Yan reached out and took a brocade box, but felt it was heavy in his hand, like a big stone. Just as he was about to open it, the manager and the other two palace maids both advised: "Be careful, please let me come and open it for the queen."

Nan Yan shook his head, carefully opened the box buckle, and lifted the lid.

A golden light came into view.

Everyone around them opened their eyes wide in surprise. Look at me, I look at you, and I look at you, as if they are a little disbelief, but no one dares to speak. They just looked at the things in the box in amazement. After a long time of silence, they slowly closed the box and put it back in the carriage.

Then he ordered: "Move all the things here to the warehouse, and wait until the palace is empty before making any decisions."

The manager said, "Yes."

After saying that, he waved his hand to greet people and moved all the brocade boxes piled up in the carriage.

Nan Yan immediately turned around and ordered someone to help Zhu Feng down from the carriage and enter the Nanyuan.

The things in the carriage had already made the people here a little uneasy. When they saw that the Emperor, who had not seen for several days, came back with injuries, they were even more scared. Fortunately, Nan Yan immediately repelled the people who were serving here and asked them to wait in the outer courtyard, and then accompanied Zhu Feng back to the room by himself.

Zhu Feng was carefully sent to the bed to lie down. Along the way, he closed his eyes and didn't say a word, but at this time, the bandage on his chest was dyed red again.

"Come, come!"

When Nanyan called out, her voice was hoarse as if something had been torn apart, which made people frightened.

Zhu Feng looked up at her and smiled and said, "Don't make a fuss."

"emperor……"

"It's just that the wound has cracked a little. I know it's nothing big."

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"Let them change the medicine. I will be fine after two days of rest. Don't scream, look at it scaring the child."

When Nan Yan turned around, he realized that Xinping and Zhu Chengjun were also standing aside. The two children were obviously scared, especially Xinping, whose eyes were red and almost burst into tears. He kept holding his belt with both hands. At this time, he said carefully: "Father, there will be no problem, right?"

Zhu Chengjun, who was standing beside him, immediately said: "The father will definitely be fine!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Feng again and said softly: "Right?"

Although exhausted due to blood loss and constant pain in the chest wounds, Zhu Feng still smiled very gently at the child and said, "I have suffered only a little injury. Why did you scare you like this? You are a man. In the future, you must protect your mother, your sister, and the millions of people of the Yan Kingdom. How can you do this?"

When Zhu Chengjun heard this, he subconsciously raised his back: "My son understand!"

Zhu Feng nodded then and said, "Okay, I followed him to the steep north slope early in the morning. You two have not eaten yet. Come here, take the princess and the King of Han to have dinner, and rest for a while, so there is no need to come."

Although Xinping wanted to stay here, she couldn't stand everyone's persuasion. In addition, Zhu Chengjun was holding her hand all the time, so she reluctantly agreed and left with red eyes. Nan Yan then breathed a sigh of relief. The imperial doctor also came over and carefully changed the medicine for the emperor and rebanded the wound.

During this process, Zhu Feng didn't say a word.

He was not used to complaining, not to mention that Nan Yan was already worried enough, and he no longer wanted to make her sad because of his injuries, so he kept enduring the pain of the wound. As a result, his spirit gradually became dissipated. When the imperial physician finally wrapped him with gauze, he could no longer resist the sleepiness used like a tide, and slowly closed his eyes.

A sweet sleep is rare and relaxing.

By the time he woke up, it was already dark, and there was only a little light and shadow on the wall opposite the bed. Zhu Feng slowly turned his head and saw a lamp lit on the table in the middle of the house, while Nan Yan was sitting at the table, looking down at the thing in his hand.

She was so stunning that she seemed to be immersed in some memory.

Zhu Feng frowned slightly and subconsciously snorted. Although the sound was very light, Nan Yan still keenly captured it. She hurriedly turned her head: "Master, you are awake!"

She immediately put down what she had in her hand, got up and walked to the edge of the bed a few steps.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?"

There were only two of them in the room, and there was only a candlestick on the table. The faint light shone on her face. Even if she couldn't see her concerned expression clearly, she could hear her anxious mood from her brief words.

Zhu Feng coughed lightly, his throat was as dry as fire, and he said, "What's wrong with me?"

Nan Yan said: "The emperor is too tired. When the imperial doctor changed the medicine for you, you fell asleep."

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Chapter completed!