Zhu Feng looked back at her, smiled and said, "The next thing is about you."

Nan Yan lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

Of course she knew that the next thing was related to her. Although she had only glanced at it briefly, she saw the familiar name at the first sight, and what Zhu Feng wanted to talk about at this moment was exactly that.

"Yan Ye..."

I don't know if it was intentional, but these two words came out of Zhu Feng's mouth, with a little different meaning. He chuckled again and said: "Your brother Ye."

Ever since he entered the grassland, or in other words, since Zhu Feng's health was deteriorating, Nan Yan had always spoken softly to him, trying to coax him when he spoke. But as soon as he heard these three words, his whole body was already numb.

The smoothed thorn suddenly stood up again.

She rolled her eyes at Zhu Feng and said coldly: "His surname is not Zhu. Why does the emperor bother to mention him as 'brother'? What kind of brother is he?"

Saying this in front of the emperor is completely deceiving him.

But Zhu Feng just smiled, and even his face rarely looked so good. He bent his eyes and looked at Nan Yan, and said with a smile: "I can only imitate you, how can I imitate your anger? This one

Even at this age, you are still so arrogant."

Nan Yan said coldly: "The emperor is so magnanimous that you think about him all the time?"

Zhu Feng said: "I'm not hanging on to him just for myself."

"..."

"I am here for this world."

When it came to the words "the world", Nan Yan naturally did not allow Nan Yan to say anything casually. She just snorted softly, then suppressed her anger and said softly: "What plans does the emperor have for him?"

Zhu Feng said: "Yan Ye is a man of great talent and knowledge. It is my sin as an emperor to leave such a person unused."

Nan Yan said: "But he made it very clear before he left that he no longer wants to participate in these things."

Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said: "Anyone who is born with talent must be useful. There are always people who have to do things in this world. God gave him this way just to let him do great things. If he doesn't do it, he will let God down.

He also failed himself. In this case, it’s not up to him whether he wants to. Besides——"

Nan Yan looked at him: "What else can you say?"

Zhu Feng said: "Besides, Meng has been sending people to Xichuan these years, but he has never thought of letting him go, let alone Xiu Yun. This time I will risk my life to force Meng

Death can be regarded as solving his worries. I can't let such a big 'favor' go in vain."

His words were a bit cruel, but they were also completely hooligan-like.

Nan Yan smiled bitterly, and then said: "The emperor wants to use him, and he will do anything. I am only afraid that he will change his name and hide from the court."

Zhu Feng said: "He is in the bag, and his talent is revealed. People like him, let alone changing their names, will still stand out even if they change their appearance. You are not afraid of not being able to find him."

"..."

"The court needs people like this."

Although Nan Yan just said that she didn't want to listen or care, for this reason, she couldn't help but not listen. She frowned slightly and said softly: "Then, how does the emperor plan to use him?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment and said: "Xichuan...Xichuan is very special."

"..."

"Shu will be in chaos before the world is in chaos. Once the world is at peace, it will be difficult for Shu to be at peace. Those who manage Xichuan need to have a long-term vision and a big hand."

Nan Yan's heart moved slightly, but she said calmly: "Your Majesty, you don't believe Liu Yueze?"

Zhu Feng smiled lightly and said: "If you don't believe him, you won't let him go to Shu."

"That's—"

"He is indispensable for the great rule of Shu, but the premise of all this is the great rule of the world. If there is a slight disturbance in the world and Shu, Liu Yueze's skills will not be enough."

Nan Yan nodded slightly and said, "He is a scholar after all."

She thought for a while and said, "How does the emperor plan to use him?"

Zhu Feng panted slightly and said softly: "I left a sacred decree for the prince in the capital, conferring Yan Ye the title of Grand Manager of Yizhou, and his wife was given the title of second-grade imperial edict, which is hereditary."

"Hereditary replacement?"

Nan Yan repeated these four words and couldn't help but sneer: "The emperor is really interested."

Zhu Feng said: "As for when this imperial edict will be issued, it depends on the prince himself. If he does not practice well, no matter how many people and things I leave to him, it will be of no use."

Nan Yan said: "Oh."

As if he felt that Nan Yan's mood had weakened, Zhu Feng slowly stood up with some difficulty and looked back at her. Seeing that the expression on her face was also light, Zhu Feng felt relieved and said with a smile: "

What's wrong? Have I provoked you again?"

Nan Yan glanced at him, but did not answer the words. He only looked up at the door of the tent and murmured: "Why are Yingshao and the others so slow? They said they wanted to deliver something, but they haven't delivered it after so long."

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "If you are unhappy, just say it, you are holding it in like this, it doesn't look like you, and I feel uncomfortable watching it."

Nan Yan looked at him again, there was no anger on his face, he just looked at Zhu Feng with a smile but not a smile, and said: "I have nothing to be unhappy about, it's the emperor who is overly worried."

Zhu Feng said: "It's not that I'm overly concerned, it's that I wrote a few more words in the imperial edict."

"..."

This time, the words reached Nan Yan's mouth.

She finally couldn't help but look up at Zhu Feng and said: "What is written in the imperial edict are all national affairs. It is the emperor's decision to write more or less words. Even if you write a few more words, it is still a matter of national importance."

The emperor is thoughtful and thinking about his old friend, how can I dare to say too much?"

Zhu Feng finally couldn't help but laugh.

It's just that his breath was uneven, and he started coughing again after smiling. Nan Yan hurriedly reached out to support him, trying to get him to lean back on her, but Zhu Feng waved his hand and insisted on supporting him with one hand on the bed.

His body, cheeks were red, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. He looked at Nan Yan and said with a smile: "You have been so cautious these days, as if you are afraid that you will crush me if you say a harsh word. I see."

It's uncomfortable even to sit on it. Just like this, it looks a little more like you."

Nan Yan's eyes were so angry that they were a little red, and she stared at him: "The emperor likes to see my concubine angry so much?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "This way, you look like your original self."

As he talked, he finally couldn't hold it any longer, and slowly leaned back against Nan Yan, saying weakly: "I don't like to see you angry, I just like to see you as you are."

Listening to his somewhat confusing words, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

She stretched out her arms to hug Zhu Feng, and even wrapped one hand around his slender waist to cover the back of his hand, as if to protect him. Then she leaned into Zhu Feng's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty

Are these extra strokes of writing to make up for the regrets of the past?"

Zhu Feng frowned when he heard this.
Chapter completed!