Chapter 3252 Critical Illness

Nan Yan looked at him. He had just been talking about the affairs of Shu, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, but at this moment, a murderous aura emanated from him.

Although she didn't know who he meant by "dig out the big one", Nan Yan had a vague feeling that it would definitely be a big deal.

It will even have a huge impact on Zhu Feng's pacification of the entire northwest.

However, the murderous look was only for a moment. Soon, Zhu Feng's face regained its composure. He smiled at Nan Yan, who had become so serious because of him, and said with a smile, "No matter what, we'll talk about it after we get the news back."

Nan Yan nodded.

The two of them didn't say anything else and just lay there quietly.

After a long while, when Zhu Feng was about to fall asleep, he heard the person in his arms let out a long sigh.

He lowered his head and looked at Nan Yan: "Why are you sighing for no reason?"

Nan Yan said softly, "It's nothing. I just suddenly thought that even if the emperor dealt with the people of the Eastern Chaga tribe and pacified the entire northwest, the world is like the sea. How can there be a day of complete peace and tranquility?"

Zhu Feng half-closed his eyes and said, "So, as an emperor, you can't relax even for a single day."

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"Do you think being an emperor means just watching people kneel at your feet and showing off your power every day, and then wandering around the harem and looking at the beauties? That's just a story from the folks' books, don't believe it."

Nan Yan said, "Who would believe that? I just think that the emperor is working too hard."

As she spoke, she hugged his waist and pressed her face tightly against his chest.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng's heart softened.

He smiled and hugged Nan Yan tightly, saying: "What's so hard about it? Since I've taken this position, I'm prepared to work hard. If you know it will be hard and still complain about it, that's hypocritical. What's more -"

As he spoke, he smiled and rubbed Nan Yan's forehead with his chin: "And you."

Nan Yan murmured, "Of course I am always here."

Zhu Feng smiled and squinted his eyes again. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard Nan Yan in his arms ask again, "By the way, Your Majesty, the person who was following the prisoner should have some news by now, right? How many days has it been?"

Zhu Feng didn't even open his eyes, but slowly said, "It's almost there."

Seeing that he was very sleepy, Nan Yan stopped talking and just leaned against him quietly. After a while, they both fell asleep.

Although Zhu Feng said "soon", two days passed and there was still no news.

That morning, as he sat down to eat his breakfast, he, who was always leisurely, glanced outside and couldn't help asking, "Has the Jinyiwei sent back any news?"

Nan Yan was holding a bowl of porridge and looked up when she heard this.

Xiao Shunzi shook his head and said, "To answer the emperor, no."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Nan Yan immediately asked, "Is anything going to happen?"

Zhu Feng took the bowl from her and said calmly, "Nothing serious will happen. At most, he'll just run away. It's okay. Come and eat."

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan didn't ask any more questions and just picked up her bowl and chopsticks to eat.

After breakfast, Zhu Feng stayed in the room to read. Nan Yan fanned him with a fan and chatted with him casually. At this moment, Xiao Shunzi hurried in from outside and said, "Your Majesty."

Zhu Feng didn't even look at him, but just asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Shunzi said, "Master Chen reported that the prisoner named Chaolu seems to be dying."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng immediately put down the book in his hand, frowned, and got down from the couch. He asked, "What's going on? Didn't I ask them to send someone to keep an eye on him?"

Look at him?

Hearing this, Nan Yan on the side was a little confused.

The son named Agula has already escaped, and the Jinyiwei followed him. Why did Zhu Feng still send people to look after his father named Chaolu?

She also hurriedly stood up and followed Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, shall I go and take a look too?"

Zhu Feng glanced back at her and nodded, then walked out with her and Xiao Shunzi. As soon as they walked out of the inner courtyard, they saw Chen Zixiao standing outside with a frown on his face. When he saw the emperor coming out, he immediately said, "Your Majesty."

Zhu Feng asked, "What's going on?"

Chen Zixiao said, "Ever since that Agula left, I've followed the Emperor's instructions and sent people to secretly monitor Chao Lu and treat his injuries without him noticing. However, for show, the executions were real, and his injuries were severe. Furthermore, the injuries he received when he was captured in battle haven't healed yet, and he's been in the water dungeon for so long. He's had a low-grade fever for the past few days. Today, he looked scorching hot all over, and he couldn't be woken up no matter how hard we tried. It seemed like he wasn't going to last."

"no!"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "No matter what, we must protect him."

There was no threat in his words, but everyone present could sense the danger mingled in every word. They had no doubt that if Chao Lu really died, the emperor would be furious, and everyone here would be in trouble.

Nan Yan was even more confused: "Your Majesty, why do you have to protect him?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her, but there was no time to answer. He just said, "You'll know when you see it."

After saying that, he continued to walk out.

Nan Yan hurriedly followed and soon arrived at the water dungeon.

This was a place Nan Yan had never been to. She frowned when she smelled the musty odor downstairs, but she was not a squeamish person and followed Zhu Feng and the others downstairs. Not long after, she saw several jailers guarding outside the cell. Inside the cell, the middle-aged man named Chao Lu was lying on a pile of straw. His face was pale, his lips were dry and cracked, and several bloody wounds could be clearly seen.

The military doctor was also called in and was boiling medicine at the other end of the prison. There was no ventilation in there and the bitter smell of the medicine hit his nose.

After a while, the medicine was ready.

The military doctor came over carefully, carrying the medicine bowl, and even tried to bow like an emperor or imperial concubine. Zhu Feng just waved his hand and said, "No need for these empty formalities. The most important thing is to treat him first."

The military doctor nodded, walked into the cell, picked up Chao Lu, and poured medicine into his mouth.

However, this man had a high fever and was unconscious, his teeth were clenched, and the medicine he forced into his mouth just flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He had no consciousness to swallow at all.

The medic sighed.

Zhu Feng immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

The military doctor turned around and said bitterly, "Medicine can't cure fatal diseases, but this man—I'm afraid he knows he won't survive. Now he has no desire to live at all. If he continues like this, even a Daluo Jinxian won't be able to cure him."

When Zhu Feng heard this, his brows furrowed.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside. After a while, someone hurried in and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei has returned with the news."