When he mentioned Concubine Ning Qin Ruolan, Zhu Feng's breath sank a little.

Nan Yan's body also trembled slightly in his arms.

This woman has always existed in her heart, and around him, it was like a lingering shadow between two people.

What's even more terrifying is that she is still there.

It may appear in front of you at any time.

Every time he heard her before, Zhu Feng would inevitably get angry, get angry, and leave with his sleeves, but this time, his breath sinks and frowns, but he doesn't really get angry.

He just looked down at the careful little woman in his arms.

After a long silence, he said, "Nanyan, do you know how old I am?"

Nan Yan immediately said: "The emperor is thirty-one this year."

"Yes," he reached out to stroke her smooth back, as if he was stroking a cat, and said slowly, "And you are only in your early twenties."

“It’s twenty-one.”

"When you reach the age of thirty-one, there will definitely be some things in your life that you are unwilling to mention or even unwilling to recall."

“…”

"I know you so much, and I can't be a piece of paper."

He pressed against his chest and listened to his words, his voice was deeper than usual, as if it was coming from deep inside, very deep.

Nan Yan heard this and nodded gently.

indeed.

Whether it is Zhu Feng or himself, it cannot be a piece of blank paper.

When Zhu Feng met her, he had both wives and concubines, and even had a son.

When I met him, I was already the elected servant of Emperor Wen, and even had a mysterious life experience.

No one knows what they will encounter in the future.

She didn't dare to imagine that the man who broke into Jiaotai Hall in the fire would become the arbiter of all emotions in the second half of her life, joy, sorrow, and anger.

And this time, I just heard him tell Ye Quan’s story that it was so hard to speak of.

In his first half of his life, he experienced so many twists and turns, and the turbulent changes, and how many stories he could not tell about?

"There are still many stories that I can't tell in my life."

Nan Yan sighed lightly.

At this time, Zhu Feng lowered his head again, stroked her forehead with his chin, and whispered: "But when you arrive at the right time in the future, I will tell you."

“…”

"Now, you're pregnant..."

“…”

"I don't want you to be affected by anything that has passed. You can rest assured and wait until the child is born."

“…”

"Anyway, we have a lifetime of time and some words that we can always say."

Hearing him say this, Nan Yan's heart seemed to be comforted. She was silent for a long time and nodded gently in his arms.

Indeed, they have a lifetime.

She can wait.

And now, he and she might have thought about the child in their stomachs. After all, some time ago, they both owe too much to this child.

Just as I was thinking, a rumbling sound came out of my stomach.

Zhu Feng was stunned and looked down. Nan Yan's face turned red with shame again.

Why is it like this every time?

Death of embarrassment!

Zhu Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you hungry? You haven't woken up these two days, so you can only give you some soup and porridge. Now you finally wake up and eat something."

"Um."

As Ran Xiaoyu said, the kitchen was always prepared. Zhu Feng passed on a word, and in a short while, he delivered a full table of food.

She washed up for a while, then sat down and started eating.

Although she woke up, she couldn't eat too much at once. She drank a bowl of porridge, added half a bowl, ate a small piece of loose pulp and crispy rolls, and ate a chicken leg.

Actually, I have eaten a lot.

Zhu Feng was beside him, smiling at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Although he kept saying not to eat too much, he couldn't help but pick up food for her when he saw her eating so satisfied.

Only when Nanyan was full of wine and food did he pick up the bowl and sweep all the remaining things into his stomach as if the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves.

Then, Li Langzhong came.

In fact, everyone is already familiar with her, but this time, Nan Yan's identity is no longer a female official Shang Bao, but a concubine. So she was driven back to the bed, put down the curtain, and Li Langzhong covered her wrist with a silk veil to take her pulse.

Zhu Feng asked, "How?"

Li Langzhong hurriedly stood up and said to Zhu Feng: "Report to the emperor, the imperial concubine had been overworked before and had a fetal aura. However, the empress herself is still very strong. As long as she rests with peace of mind in the next time, the fetus will be safe."

When Nan Yan heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "Well, during this period, you must take good care of yourself and come here every day to ask for your pulse, and you must not delay it."

"yes."

Li Langzhong bowed to Nan Yan in the curtain again, and then retreated with the medicine box on his back.

Zhu Feng lifted the curtain with one hand, and saw Nan Yan leaning against the head of the bed, smiling, he couldn't help but smile, sat down, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm.

"If you hear it, you must rest with peace of mind."

"I know."

It's rare, Zhu Feng will also talk so much.

However, Nan Yan clearly knew that he was worried about himself and the children in his stomach.

The two of them were leaning against each other, and suddenly, they heard footsteps outside the door again, and Ran Xiaoyu's voice sounded outside the door.

"Old lady, wait a moment and let me go in and report. The emperor is inside."

"I want to see Nanyan, my granddaughter, she is back..."

"You can wait a moment."

As soon as he heard the voice, Nan Yan immediately understood that it was Tong Yuhua.

She hurriedly said, "Grandma!"

Zhu Feng also heard it. He stood up from the bed and ordered outside, "Xiaoyu, invite the old man in."

"yes."

Ran Xiaoyu was being frustrated by Tong Yuhua. After all, it was natural for her grandmother to see her granddaughter, but the emperor was inside. If she disturbed the imperial concubine, it would be her fault.

Fortunately, the emperor spoke, and then she led Tong Yuhua in.

As soon as he entered the door, Tong Yuhua saw Nanyan sitting on the head of the bed and hurried over: "Nanyan!"

"grandmother!"

Nan Yan stretched out his hands and hugged her.

Both of them couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhu Feng looked at this scene and quietly retreated aside.

Tong Yuhua held Nanyan, patted her back with one hand, and said, "Why did you leave? Why don't you care about me, the old lady?"

“…”

It turned out that her memory was in chaos.

At that time, it was Nanyan who asked someone to send her back, but in her opinion, it was Nanyan no longer around her, as if she was not caring about her anymore.

Nanyan hurriedly said, "Grandmother, Nanyan doesn't care about you."

“…”
Chapter completed!