Nan Yan was stunned by him.

But he could clearly feel that his hot chest was undulating violently, pressing against her, even suffocating her.

She stammered: "That"

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her. It took him a long time to calm down his heavy breathing and sighed.

"I," he said: "just want you."

“…”

"Just stay."

“…”

Nan Yan looked at him with a daze, feeling his hands, which were holding his wrists tightly, slowly loosening, and lying down beside her.

He held her with one hand.

She was in a daze and understood a little.

He wanted to stay and stay with him.

That's all.

Feeling his breath blowing on his face and in his ears, Nan Yan blushed slightly. She turned her head and looked at the cold and cold face that was so close to her.

There was a lot of tiredness on it.

These days, I can't sleep day and night.

Maybe, he hasn't had a good rest these days.

When the two of them looked at each other like this, they could almost see their own appearance reflected from each other's pupils.

Nan Yan was quiet for a long time and said softly: "Yes."

“…”

Zhu Feng did not speak anymore, but slowly closed his eyes.

He really just rested like this.

After a while, his breathing became even and longer.

Already asleep.

Nan Yan couldn't sleep, but she looked at his tired face, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the face.

His skin was rough, which was polished in the wind, frost, rain and snow in the north for more than ten years.

But it did not affect his handsomeness at all, but instead made him feel a man's ignorance, like a rock, giving people the feeling that he could rely entirely on him.

She couldn't take her eyes open.

After a while, tiredness came, and she slowly leaned her face over and pressed against his forehead.

Closed his eyes.

They spent the next days on the boat.

Everyone paid attention to it every day and gradually discovered that although the relationship between the emperor and the imperial concubine was not like the time after the enthronement, it also eased a little.

There is no Cold War.

After all, every night, the imperial concubine stays in the emperor's cabin.

But only Nanyan knows

Zhu Feng really didn't touch her.

After a few days, his seasickness was much lessened. During the day, he could walk on the deck and see the scenery, and his energy was recovered a lot.

Nan Yan knew very well how energetic this man was.

However, he did not force her when she was worried, and just hugged her every night, and the two of them hugged each other.

All the calmness and indifference during the day seems to disappear at night.

The two of them did not return to the sweetness of the period after the enthronement, but Nan Yan felt inexplicably that they hugged each other every night, and as he listened to his heartbeat, it seemed that he was getting closer.

That morning, after breakfast, they arrived on the deck again.

Looking at the picturesque mountains and rivers around, Nanyan's mood became heavier than before.

Their ship has been gone for seven days.

Every one or two days, messages will be sent back from the front, but there has been no progress.

Those Chinese are just sailing.

Did they guess wrong before?

They want to go north along this canal. If this is the case, it will be not difficult to guess.

Because the end of the canal is Peiping!

Do they want to take their grandmother to the country?

At this time, Zhu Feng ordered a servant to prepare a map, and then took Nanyan to a large cabin.

It's like a lobby.

A large table is spread out with a map of the nearby waters.

He walked over and looked at the complicated waterways above, and seemed to be thinking about where the destinations of those Chinese people were.

Nan Yan was also watching from the side.

Suddenly, a servant rushed over and said a few words to Ye Zheng. Ye Zheng's face changed. He took the secret letter from the servant's hand and ran over immediately.

"emperor!"

Zhu Feng turned around and said, "What?"

"An emergency secret letter sent back from the front."

When Nanyan heard this, she immediately came over nervously.

Zhu Feng hurriedly took the letter, opened it and looked at it, his eyebrows slightly spread out, and he immediately twisted it.

Nan Yan hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, how about it?"

Zhu Feng said deeply: "They have indeed changed their course."

"Oh? Where did they go?"

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her, as if she knew that even if she said it, she couldn't understand it. She looked down at the map on the table and pointed: "They have moved into this place."

Nanyan immediately bent down to look.

This Grand Canal is a main road on the map, and many other tributaries and waters are interspersed on this main road.

What Zhu Feng pointed to was a river in front of them not far away.

A big river.

Moreover, it is a big river that is very close to the edge of the map.

Nan Yan murmured, "What are they doing when they turn around this river?"

Is there anything special about that river?

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "They should want to use this river to go to another water."

"Another body of water?"

Nanyan listened and subconsciously looked along the northwest of the map.

The map is gone.

She hurriedly turned around and looked at Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, this"

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have a map on that side yet."

"No?"

Nanyan was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t the emperor keep the most detailed maps across the country? Why, he didn’t?

Nan Yan said: "Then, does anyone else have it?"

Zhu Feng shook his head.

Since the emperor does not have one, of course it is impossible for others to have one.

Nanyan was even more surprised.

If this place is located on the border, it is understandable without a map, but this place is the center of Yan Kingdom, how could there be no map here?
To be continued...