After a violent tremor, the shaking curtain returned to calm.

The hot air has nowhere to go.

Nanyan just felt that he was about to melt into water under such a hot temperature.

She lay weakly on the bed, sweating profusely, and the pillows and even the sheets were leaking water marks. Behind her, there was a hot body covering her back.

One by one, the passionate kisses fell on her shoulders with unfinished feelings.

Nanyan whispered in a fragile voice: "Master..."

“…”

"I"

"What?"

A low, magnetic voice sounded in his ears, but it was not as hot as his breath, but it was a little cold.

"What else do you want to say?"

“…”

After asking for a night, what else could she say?

"I was wrong……"

"snort!"

Nan Yan was in tears.

Where did this petty man come from?

Isn't he a saint who wants to create a prosperous era? Isn't he a god of war who is invincible on the battlefield? Why is he so careless about his own words?

The pair of hot but powerful arms hugged her, turned her over and hugged her tightly in her arms.

There was still a cold expression on that face.

"In the future, I will talk nonsense again, I will not spare you!"

“…”

Now, you haven't spared it!

However, I only dare to think about it in my heart. Nan Yan understood that he could never offend this petty man again.

She was in his arms, gasping slightly.

Looking down at her looking at her self-deprecatingly unlucky look, Zhu Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, but one hand was still very gentle, stroking her slightly trembling back.

After a long time, Nanyan finally calmed down his heartbeat and breathing.

She whispered: "Your Majesty, are you angry?"

"Um?"

"I'm doing what Xia Zhaoyi and Concubine Zhuang and others did."

“…”

Zhu Feng looked down at her.

He smiled faintly and hugged her tightly: "I don't care about your women's affairs."

“…”

"As long as you don't suffer any grievances."

"The emperor is not afraid of concubines"

Zhu Feng interrupted her without hesitation: "I know what kind of person you are. I believe in you, and I believe that I will not misjudgment."

“…”

Nanyan looked up at him, and a warm current flowed from his heart to his limbs and five bodies.

She smiled and snuggled into his arms.

Zhu Feng said lightly: "It's good that you do this, so as not to keep you alone."

“…”

After hearing what he said, Nan Yan's heart ached.

If it were in the past, she would not know how difficult it would be to be an emperor, especially to be an emperor who was determined to be a prosperous era. Then this time, if you can confer such great resistance to appointing a small concubine, Nan Yan would understand more or less how heavy the mountains were pressing on his broad shoulders.

And he still has himself in his heart.

Sure enough, he should not be worried about the harem.

Nan Yan crawled out of his arms, sat upright, looked at him, and said seriously: "Your Majesty must not be cared about. No matter what, it is not important for the emperor."

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her and slowly sat up.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I was a little surprised that you were so sensible."

"What."

“…”

"I have always understood the truth."

Zhu Feng reached out and pinched a strand of her hair that fell to her ears. She was wet with sweat, wrapped around her fingertips, and just smiled.

That's true.

In the past, he would have a little bit of mind to think about her in the harem, but after this time, he seemed to be really relieved.

Although this girl is stupid in front of her, she will not be bullied.

But it’s not that she doesn’t care about her at all.

There is one thing he even needs to check carefully.

Her life experience!

Thinking of this, a light flashed through Zhu Feng's deep eyes.

Until now, the country's eyeliner has not found any useful evidence. After all, twenty years have passed, and it is indeed too difficult to check.

Seeing Zhu Feng's face slightly change, Nan Yan seemed to have thought of this too.

In fact, this is something she has never let go.

She leaned over and said softly: "Your Majesty, you still have to find out my life experience, right?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her: "I don't care which country you are from."

“…”

"To me, you are you."

“…”

"But"

Nan Yan hesitated and whispered: "But my life experience may involve some important things, right?"

Zhu Feng was silent and nodded.

The missing Bo Wanghou...

The deceased Minister of the Honglu Temple...

During the war in Peking, I don’t know who sent her the letter to the flying pigeon…

The whereabouts of the National Jade Seal...

He can't guarantee that all of this is really connected, but if there is really a connection

His heart sank.

But looking at Nan Yan's bright eyes at him, he felt that it didn't seem to be anything. No matter what, it was enough that he had got this woman.

He reached out and took her into his arms and whispered, "I will find out about this matter, you don't have to worry about it."

“…”

"What you have to do now is one thing."

Nanyan pressed against his chest and whispered: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Feng lowered his head and said in her ear: "Give me a son."

“…!”

Nanyan's heart beat.

Suddenly his face burned and he whispered: "Master..."
To be continued...