Chapter 1270 Sandstorm

Said: "If I hadn't acted like that, do you think this matter would have been resolved?"

“…”

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what was going on.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "So the emperor also knows."

"snort!"

Zhu Feng snorted coldly before releasing his hand. Nan Yan's cheek had turned red from being pinched by him. She could only rub it with her own hand and then looked at Zhu Feng: "How did the emperor know about her bowl of soup...?"

Zhu Feng frowned and went over to pour himself a glass of water.

As he drank, he said, "She's been messing around in the kitchen all afternoon. How could I not know?"

“…”

"The kitchen staff has already complained to the manager."

“…”

"If I hadn't listened and stopped them, the manager would have brought people over to kick her out of the kitchen!"

"Ah, I see..."

Nan Yan listened and lowered her head slightly. Zhu Feng drank two glasses of water in succession, finally overcoming the bitter taste in his mouth. He then glared at Nan Yan and said, "She is yours. I don't expect her to be like other girls, capable of both housework and socializing. But at least she can be presentable, right?"

“…”

"How can I dare to hand Ye Zheng over to her in this state?"

“…”

Hearing this, Nan Yan was slightly stunned.

He immediately said happily: "Your Majesty!"

“…”

"The Emperor still allows them both—"

Zhu Feng's face darkened, and he interrupted her, saying, "It's not that easy now. I'm worried about her like this!"

At this time, Nan Yan didn't have time to think about why his tone was so strange.

It seems like the tone of marrying off a daughter.

However, at least from his tone, he still approves of what happened between Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu, as long as -

Just don't give him soup like this anymore.

So Nan Yan hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course, of course. I am worried about her like this. Otherwise, she would be murdering her husband by eating three meals a day. I will naturally give the order and let her practice more."

Zhu Feng said angrily: "If you practice again, I'm afraid the whole kitchen will be set on fire!"

"No, no."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "If she sets the kitchen on fire, I will use my monthly salary to compensate her."

Zhu Feng got even angrier when he heard this and glared at her: "You spent the monthly salary I gave you on her? You—"

"concubine……"

The two of them laughed and joked, and managed to get away with it.

After a long while, Nan Yan finally remembered and asked, "Your Majesty, have Yiyou and Sinian returned?"

Zhu Feng said: "He should be back tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Hearing him say this, Nan Yan couldn't help but look up at the clouds in the sky that seemed to be burned crimson by fire, and seemed to be thinking about something. Zhu Feng asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Nothing."

“…”

"I'm just worried that tomorrow's weather will be bad."

Zhu Feng sneered: "You even know the weather here."

Nan Yan just smiled.

As a result, the next day, it was still sunny in the morning. If it weren't for the snow and ice all around, such sunshine would almost give everyone the illusion that spring had returned to the earth.

But after noon, the weather changed.

A dark cloud floated in from somewhere in the sky, blocking the sun, and then a strong wind blew.

At the beginning, the strong wind rolled up snow foam, which blew on people's faces cold and hard, like a knife cutting. Later, the wind gradually became muddy and yellow, and the things mixed in the wind changed from snow foam to sand.

A massive sandstorm swept across the land and headed towards the small Shazhouwei.