Chapter 1265

The next moment, Ran Xiaoyu said again: "It's just——"

When Nan Yan heard these two words, her heart rose to her throat again. She looked at her tremblingly, afraid that she would say some terrible truth.

Just like the last time, after the chaos at the Great Altar, Zhu Feng lost his memory and completely forgot about her.

Is it possible that everything will happen again?

Seeing Nan Yan's pale face, fearing that she would faint again due to the blow, Ran Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed her hand, holding the cold little hand tightly in her palm, and said softly: "Your Highness must stay calm, don't forget, you are still pregnant."

As she spoke, she looked at Wang Baizhi.

Wang Baizhi came over and pulled out the silver needles that were stuck in several acupuncture points on Nan Yan's body. Only then did Nan Yan's whole body relax.

But immediately, her breathing became tense again and she stared at Ran Xiaoyu.

"Okay, I'll calm down, you-you go ahead."

She has never been so well behaved.

At this moment, she couldn't think of anything.

Zhu Feng is not her life, but he is her heaven. If anything really happens to him, her heaven will really collapse.

So, she grabbed Ran Xiaoyu's hand with her backhand, her fingertips and palms covered in cold sweat, her eyes still shining red, and she trembled as she said, "You said..."

Ran Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

"The Emperor... was rescued."

“…”

"But we didn't see it."

“…”

“None of us saw it.”

Nan Yan stared at her with wide eyes in astonishment: "Why?"

Ran Xiaoyu said, "Because, when the queen passed out, two people suddenly appeared. They brought a group of people into the Da Ci'en Temple and took control of the entire situation. They also asked us to leave the Chong'en Pagoda."

"Two people? Those two people?"

"The emperor's little Shunzi, and Chen Xuan."

“…”

Nan Yan was probably still a little confused because she had just woken up from a coma. When she heard these two names, she was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

Xiao Shunzi...

Chen Xuan is the youngest of the three brothers in the Chen family.

She murmured, "Them? Why them?"

Ran Xiaoyu said, "Their sudden appearance really took everyone by surprise. Even the Empress was unaware of them. But after they showed up, they said they could rescue the Emperor. Your Majesty knows that at the time, the Empress was already somewhat unconscious, and you were unconscious. There was nothing anyone could do. In addition, Xiao Shunzi was originally close to the Emperor, and Chen Xuan was the old uncle's man, so everyone had no choice but to listen to them."

“…”

"and--"

"And what?"

Ran Xiaoyu said, "I also asked Ye Zheng, and he told me that Xiao Shunzi and Chen Xuan had been missing from the Peking Palace. I heard that they had received a secret order from the Emperor and had gone to Nanjing first."

"oh?"

It was not until she heard this that Nan Yan came back to her senses.

Indeed, they had discovered before that Xiao Shunzi had not been serving Zhu Feng for a long time, and among those who disappeared was Chen Xuan. However, Zhu Feng did not say anything, and they did not ask much. They thought that he must have asked them to do something.

But I didn't expect that they would appear here.

Moreover, they had arrived in Jinling a long time ago.

Nan Yan asked hurriedly: "Then what are they here for?"

"Ye Zheng told me that the Chong'en Pagoda was built by the Emperor under the order of Du Qianqiu. However, Du Qianqiu only built the tower body. It is said that after the tower body was completed, Chen Xuan and Xiao Shunzi took over the internal renovation of the Chong'en Pagoda for a period of time."

"What?"

Nan Yan didn't quite understand, but also seemed to understand something.

Therefore, there are some things inside Chong'en Tower that they don't know about, only Xiao Shunzi and Chen Xuan know about it.

And only they can save the emperor?

Nan Yan took a deep breath, put aside all the chaotic thoughts, and asked only one question:

"Did they really rescue the emperor?"

Although she hoped very much that such a "miracle" would happen, Nan Yan was a little bit hesitant to believe it.

After all, the fire in Chong'en Tower and the collapsed ruins, who could believe that anyone could survive such a disaster?

Ran Xiaoyu could only try her best to comfort Nan Yan: "So, there are some things that maybe only they understand."

“…”

"But now, the emperor has indeed been rescued by them."

“…”

"It's just that we didn't see it."

"So where is he now?"

"In the bedroom."

Nanyan was in complete chaos.

However, in this chaos, she also grasped one fact—

Zhu Feng, still alive!

As long as this is the case, nothing else matters!

She even thought that it would not matter even if Zhu Feng lost his memory again and forgot about her again.

As long as he is alive, it is enough. As long as he is alive, they have countless possibilities.

Thinking of this, she felt extremely excited again and murmured, "This is great. God bless, God bless, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, thank you for your protection. As long as the emperor is okay, it will be fine."

By this point, she was incoherent.

After catching her breath, she immediately propped herself up and said, "I, I want to see him. I want to see the emperor!"

She felt weak and limp, and just as she stood up, she collapsed.

Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her and said, "My lady, don't be impulsive. You can't do this now!"

"I don't care, I must go see him!"

Nan Yan said anxiously: "I must see him with my own eyes before I can feel at ease!"

Ran Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, but seeing how eager she was, she knew that if she stopped her, it would only make her more upset, so she sighed and said, "I can take you there, but you must be careful. You still have a baby in your belly, and you must not hurt the baby!"

"Okay, I know, let's go, let's go!"

Nan Yan couldn't wait to get up, so Ran Xiaoyu could only call a few more people and carry a rattan chair for her to sit on.

Leaving the Yiku Palace, he hurried to the emperor's bedroom.

When they arrived at the door of the bedroom, Nan Yan eagerly got down from the rattan chair without waiting for those people to put it down steadily. Ran Xiaoyu was frightened and hurriedly reached out to support her, while Nan Yan was already walking briskly towards inside.

The door was ajar.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a room full of swaying figures, making the entire bedroom seem a little dark and unclear. Although the sun was shining brightly outside, here, it gave people a gloomy and suffocating feeling.

Nan Yan frowned subconsciously.

As if hearing her footsteps, someone turned around.

Feng Qianyan.