Chapter 3385: Talking and Slapping

The rain in Tianjie is as soft as butter.

As soon as Nan Yan went out, she was hit in the face by the breeze and fine raindrops. Ruoshui, who was standing next to her, saw this and immediately took out a handkerchief with the other hand to wipe her face while still holding an umbrella.

Nan Yan stopped her with a smile.

I looked up at the sky again. Although it was raining, the sky was very bright. The faint sunlight shone through the thin clouds onto the golden eaves. The series of falling raindrops seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light. The entire imperial city was washed clean, and even the air was filled with an indescribable sweetness.

She laughed and said, "This little rain is nothing."

Spring rain is as precious as oil.

While enjoying the rain, she quickened her pace and soon arrived at the Imperial Garden. From a distance, she saw Xiao Shunzi standing outside a pavilion. Upon seeing her, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, "Your Majesty."

"Where's the Emperor?"

"The emperor is over there, he seems to be asleep."

"I'll go over and take a look. Don't follow me."

"yes."

So, Xiao Shunzi and Ruoshui stayed outside, and Nan Yan walked up the corridor alone, and soon arrived at the pavilion.

Sure enough, Zhu Feng was leaning on the bench under the pillar. Xiao Shunzi must have covered his lower body with a thin blanket, and he was holding a book in his hand, but he had fallen asleep in a tilted position.

On the stone table nearby, wine was bubbling and warming. The smell of the wine was not too strong, but the aroma of medicine filled the pavilion with ventilation on all sides and drifted far away with the wind.

That was the medicinal wine that Wang Baizhi specially prepared for Zhu Feng.

After they came back from the northwest, it was the Chinese New Year, but Zhu Feng was still sick and even passed the New Year in a hurry. His health did not improve after the spring. He coughed for more than a month and his voice became hoarse. Nan Yan was so anxious that she couldn't sleep for several days and nights. The prince also served him by his bed every day, but Zhu Feng himself didn't care much. He just said that he was tired in the northwest and he just needed to rest up.

In fact, how can it be tiring?

Nan Yan understood to some extent that he had not been injured in the whole battle, but the memories he recovered were like countless invisible knives that had pierced Zhu Feng bloodily countless times without her knowing.

The reason why his health couldn't get better was because of the things that were weighing on his mind.

This kind of mental illness is the most troublesome. There is no visible pain in the body, and even the doctor doesn't know how to prescribe medicine. In the end, he can only recuperate slowly. So every day, Nan Yan stares at him as he takes the medicinal food from the imperial kitchen and the medicinal wine from the imperial hospital.

Seeing that the wine was almost warm, Nan Yan walked over and took the small cup off the stove.

Zhu Feng woke up immediately at the slightest movement, raised his heavy eyelids and glanced at her: "You're here."

"emperor."

Nan Yan bowed to him, then walked over and said, "Your Majesty, why did you fall asleep in a place like this? It's raining, what if you catch a cold?"

Zhu Feng stretched himself, pulled up the blanket and threw it aside, saying, "You treat me like a three-year-old child. How can I be that weak?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing twice.

When Nan Yan heard this, she immediately frowned and came over, reaching out to pat him on the back: "Your Majesty, look, you're being slapped on the mouth!"

Zhu Feng didn't bother to pay attention to her. He cleared his throat and refused to cough again, but his expression was a bit grim. Nan Yan didn't want to nag anymore, so she walked over and poured a glass of warm wine to his lips. Zhu Feng had been drinking so much lately that even his eyes were bitter. He wanted to push her away, but when he saw Nan Yan's fierce expression, he couldn't say anything. He sighed and took the wine and drank it in one gulp.

Only then did Nan Yan laugh.

It wasn't cold outside, just a bit chilly, but she was worried about Zhu Feng's health, so she dragged him to the Yikun Palace. After the renovations, the place looked brand new, even more magnificent than when she had lived there. Nan Yan knew that the prince had put a lot of thought into it, so after returning, she chose a good day to move back. Zhu Feng also liked the place and would come over to sit from time to time.

As I walked into the house, a faint scent of incense hit me in the face.

The incense was also specially made and could relax the mind. Zhu Feng walked to the front of the couch as if he was familiar with the place and sat down half leaning against it. In the past, he always sat with his legs spread out, looking like a proper statue, but now he likes to lean against it. When Nan Yan saw him coming over, she took a pillow from the side and tucked it under his waist. Zhu Feng sighed comfortably.

Nan Yan was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so she brewed a cup of hot tea and brought it to him.

Then she asked, "I just heard that the Wenhua Palace is bustling with activity."

Zhu Feng drank the medicinal wine, and his mouth was bitter for a long time. He picked up the teacup and drank half of it, but the bitterness still couldn't be washed away. Ruoshui and the others brought some snacks, so he immediately picked up a piece of fried fruit and started eating it, saying, "Two small countries in Nanyang have sent envoys to pay tribute."

Nan Yan asked, "Your Majesty, won't you go and see him?"

Zhu Feng said, "Just leave these small matters to the Crown Prince."

Speaking of which, ever since Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu went out to sea, over the past few years, envoys have been continuously sent from various countries in Southeast Asia and the West. At the beginning, Zhu Feng was still energetic enough to summon them, but now his energy is becoming less and less, so he has left all these matters to the prince.

Nan Yan knew that this was also to establish the prestige of the prince.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has become more steady and prudent in his work. This time, we have been in the northwest for more than half a year, and we have handled the affairs of the previous dynasty one by one properly. When the Emperor returns, there is no need to worry at all. I heard that the envoys also praised the Crown Prince for his benevolent demeanor."

Zhu Feng laughed, then frowned and said coldly, "If he can't even handle such a small matter, he doesn't need to be the crown prince anymore."

When Nan Yan heard this, she couldn't help but frown and nudged him with her elbow.

"emperor!"

In fact, she could also see that Zhu Feng was quite satisfied with Zhu Chengxuan now - after all, Zhu Chengxuan himself had done well. During the emperor's absence of more than half a year, his achievements as regent were obvious to all, and the ministers of the previous dynasty were all obedient to him. He could be said to have clean government and honest officials - but Zhu Feng just wanted to find fault with her and would say these two sentences from time to time.

The prince is the foundation of the country. If someone hears the emperor say this, I'm afraid there will be trouble again.

Nan Yan said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is fine, Your Majesty, please stop saying these things."

Zhu Feng also smiled.

He understood in his heart that if there was anything wrong with the prince, he would not have the leisure time to gossip with the imperial concubine.

He said, "If he really needs it, then I can put my mind at ease."

As he spoke, he couldn't help coughing twice.