Chapter 25 It seems, it's really different

He frowned and said, "Okay, step back."

Nan Yan looked up at him, and seeing his impatient look, she didn't dare to stay. She hurriedly picked up the remaining pieces, bowed to him, turned around and walked out.

As dusk fell, the entire imperial city became dark. As Nan Yan walked out of the depressing hall, her chest felt as if it had been loosened, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

But when she looked forward again, she was shocked again.

The steps outside the corner gate were covered in blood.

It was those soldiers who dragged Chen Fu here and killed him.

She took one look and didn't dare to look a second time. She hurried back and finally returned to the desolate courtyard and the desolate room. She didn't even have time to change her clothes and fell heavily on the bed.

This was only her first day with Prince Yan, but she didn't expect him to kill again.

However, this time, it seemed a little different from the previous ones.

She pressed her face tightly against the cold mattress, and couldn't help but recall watching Prince Yan dancing with a sword today, and watching him sitting in the Huagai Palace, angrily scolding the general.

It seems that they are really different.

The small wound on the tip of her right ring finger was still aching slightly. She clenched her hand tightly and pressed it against her chest. Perhaps because her ring finger was too close to her chest, her heartbeat began to twitch.

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Nan Yan got up early the next morning.

I slept pretty well last night, but I seemed to have a lot of random dreams, and I have been a little groggy since I got up.

When I washed my face, I soaked my hands in the water and immediately felt a slight stinging on the tip of my ring finger.

It's the wound from yesterday.

It was such a small wound, I thought it would be fine after a good night's sleep, but I didn't expect it to still hurt today.

She quickly washed and dressed and went to Wuying Palace.

But when they arrived, they found that the King of Yan had already finished practicing sword skills and even put on his clothes.

She was a little surprised. Shouldn't she be the one doing these things? Was she too late?

However, it was not too late, and Prince Yan had no intention of blaming her. After washing up, he led them out of Wuying Palace.

The weather is better today.

The scorching sun shone on the Fengtian Hall in front, and the light reflected by the glazed tiles made it almost impossible to open one's eyes, but Zhu Feng still stopped and looked for a while before slowly walking towards the Huagai Hall.

He still couldn't get in.

None of the civil and military officials in the court were willing to enter the palace to pay homage. Although he had captured Nanjing and sent a message back to Peking, asking the remaining troops stationed there to set off immediately, Nanjing still did not truly belong to him.

When we arrived at the Huagai Palace, it was still empty, with no one there.

He stood at the door, the sunlight casting his shadow in the hall. The sunlight was scorching, but there was a hint of coldness in his shadow.

He asked coldly, "Still one, you won't come?"

Ye Zheng said carefully: "In reply to Your Majesty, yes."

Zhu Feng sneered.

Nan Yan stood behind him, looking at his broad shoulders. For some reason, she seemed to be back to that night when he walked up to Concubine Li and killed her with a knife without any warning.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Feng said coldly, "Ye Zheng, pass the word down. Have the remaining troops outside the city enter the city today and seal all the gates of Jinling. Don't let a single person, not even a fly, out!"