Chapter 1078 He Just Doesn’t Remember Himself

The boatmen had long known that they were in trouble this time, and when they saw the Ning Wang Mansion’s men chasing them out of Changqing City, they naturally knew that it was a matter of life and death.

Therefore, I dare not neglect it.

Suddenly, the ship rode the wind and waves and moved forward at full speed.

But this does not mean that they are safe.

When Ye Zheng left the imperial carriage and came to Changqing City, he knew that there must be troops stationed around Changqing City arranged by Zhu Xuan in advance. After learning the news of the imperial carriage, they naturally did not dare to make a big fuss. The ship they were on was just an ordinary passenger ship, not very big.

A small boat means it won't be very fast.

At least in their opinion, this speed was not enough to get them out of danger.

However, once on the boat, they had very little control over what was happening. It could almost be said that whether they could reach a safe area before they were caught up depended entirely on fate.

Zhu Feng looked at the river bank that was gradually moving away. After watching for a while, the soldiers all retreated, obviously having other intentions.

He thought for a moment, turned around, and said to Wen Ye behind him: "Let our people go down and rest."

"emperor?"

"There's no danger for now. Those who are injured should be treated immediately. Don't delay."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

After Wen Ye finished speaking, he immediately called his men into the cabin.

This time, Ye Zheng had time to walk up to him and salute him. Zhu Feng glanced at him and said, "I don't know when you entered the city."

Ye Zheng said, "In reply to the Emperor, yesterday."

"Yesterday? Did you know that Prince Ning's Mansion was going to hold a wedding?"

"Well--"

Zhu Feng said this with neither joy nor anger, but it felt like he was blaming himself, why he didn't show up when he was in danger, but showed up as soon as the wedding was held in Prince Ning's Mansion.

Ye Zheng broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, a figure flashed over and blocked Ye Zheng's way.

But she was holding the cautious Ran Xiaoyu. She walked over and said softly, "Reporting to the emperor, Ye Zheng has always been worried about the emperor's safety. He was afraid that a large-scale entry into the city would alert the enemy, and he was even more worried that meeting the emperor would attract the attention of Prince Ning. Before, he heard that the emperor appeared in the west of the city, so he brought servants and others to the east of the city with great fanfare. Originally, he wanted to use himself as a target to attract Prince Ning's troops so that the emperor could leave the city smoothly. But he didn't expect-"

When she said this, she looked at Zhu Feng carefully.

At this moment, the whole atmosphere became stagnant.

Ye Zheng was in disbelief. Ran Xiaoyu would actually speak up for him?

Doesn't she usually want to see me get humiliated? Yet, she actually helps me at this time.

Nan Yan was also a little surprised.

He looked at Ran Xiaoyu, then at Ye Zheng, who had his eyes wide open and a look of astonishment on his face.

Suddenly I understood what was going on.

Although the situation was still a little tense, a faint smile appeared in her eyes. Xiao Xinping, who was wrapped in a thick swaddling cloth and unable to move, was now excitedly yelling at Zhu Feng.

"Father! Father!"

Ran Xiaoyu had just untied the rope tied to the swaddling clothes, but when she heard someone scolding Ye Zheng, she hurried over without even having time to open the swaddling clothes.

At this time, she used all her strength to suck milk and pulled her hands out of the swaddling clothes.

He immediately stretched out his hand happily to Zhu Feng.

"Father, hold me!"

Despite the tense situation, seeing such a lovely child so close to him, Zhu Feng couldn't help but feel a long-lost warmth and joy in his heart.

However, he held the railing with one hand to steady his body in the wind and waves, while the other hand was still holding Nan Yan.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Hold me again later."

“Ouch!”

Xinping immediately pouted in grievance, and her two chubby little hands immediately turned around and hugged Ran Xiaoyu's neck: "Yu!"

Like crying.

Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly patted her little body and coaxed her gently.

The atmosphere was originally quite tense, but the children's noise made everyone's tense mood relax a little.

Zhu Feng then glanced at Ye Zheng coldly, and said, "Let them advance at full speed."

"yes!"

Ye Zheng hurried down to urge him again.

Only then did Zhu Feng lower his head and look at Nan Yan in his arms.

His face, from the moment he broke through the siege and killed the enemy, was filled with an intimidating aura of bravery, or to be more precise, a murderous aura, which Nan Yan was very familiar with. From the border of Yue State to the Battle of Peking, she was too familiar with the aura of Zhu Feng when he was killing the enemy.

It even included the scene when he almost killed himself in the palace.

But now, when he lowered his head to look at himself, the wrinkles between his brows involuntarily relaxed, his clenched teeth obviously relaxed a little, and the tense feeling on his whole face eased.

He said to her, "It's okay."

“…”

Of course, it's okay for now.

However, Nan Yan was a little confused. Zhu Feng obviously didn't remember her, and naturally didn't remember Ran Xiaoyu, but why did he blame Ye Zheng in a tone just now, as if he knew that there was some unusual connection between Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu.

Has he already remembered the past?

However, the look in his eyes when he looked at himself was still not the look of "the Zhu Feng of the past".

Could it be that after he came into contact with these people, he would slowly remember some things from the past?

Why can’t I remember my own?

Even before——

She recalled that at the door of the inn, Zhu Feng took the excited Xiao Xinping out of the basket behind the little monk with a bewildered look on his face, and there was clearly a glimmer of tears in his eyes.

He obviously didn't remember.

But, a moment later, it seemed as if many emotions, or feelings, returned to him.

Except myself.

He just doesn't remember himself.

Thinking of this, she felt a little sad again. Noticing the change in her expression, Zhu Feng immediately frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"without……"

Her throat still felt uncomfortable, but Nan Yan didn't say anything. When she realized that she was still leaning in his arms, she subconsciously tried to break free.

But at this moment, the hand that was holding her increased its strength.

Nan Yan was stunned and looked up at him.

Zhu Feng also looked down at her, his brows furrowed, a hint of displeasure rising in his eyes, as if he sensed the displeasure that she was trying to break free from his arms.

But this won’t work.

After all, this was in public. Just now, because of the life-or-death situation, no matter how tightly I hugged her, I had no time to care about anything else. But now, everyone was watching -

Nan Yan subconsciously whispered: "Let go -"

Zhu Feng frowned.

That big hand was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly in his arms.

Without saying a word, his eyes clearly revealed two words:

Don’t let go!