Chapter 908 I will come back

Nan Yan involuntarily sat up straight and raised her head to look towards the door.

After a while, footsteps were heard.

Zhu Feng walked in from outside and saw the situation in the room at a glance. Especially when he saw the table full of sumptuous dishes, he seemed a little surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, what a hearty lunch."

"emperor……"

For some reason, his words, which were clearly just simple sentences, suddenly made Nan Yan feel embarrassed as if she had been seen through. She quickly stood up and saluted him.

Zhu Feng came over, looked down at the food on the table, and said, "Such a sumptuous meal, is the imperial concubine treating us today, or—"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't know what to say.

Nian Qiu was standing beside him, and said happily, "Your Majesty, the Queen has been waiting for Your Majesty to come and have dinner together."

"Nian Qiu!"

Nan Yan was so angry that she wanted to reach out and twist her mouth.

Nian Qiu stuck out her tongue and quickly took a step back.

Zhu Feng looked at the excited little girl, then looked at Nan Yan, whose face was flushed and even the tips of her ears were a little red. A faint smile seemed to flash in his eyes.

Said: "Well, isn't that just right?"

“…”

"I, am I not here?"

"Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand me, I—"

"Why, aren't you going to wait for me to have dinner together?"

Zhu Feng said as he sat down, put one hand on the table, and looked up at her. Nan Yan heard and quickly waved her hand again: "No, it's not."

"If you're not, then sit down."

"……yes."

She was a little flustered.

In fact, in the past, whether the two of them were sitting together to eat, or hugging each other and looking at the scenery outside the window, such intimate moments were simply countless. But now, just sitting together to eat a meal made her extremely nervous.

It was Nian Qiu who came over and helped her sit down.

Zhu Feng looked down at the food on the table.

Although it looks rich, the dishes are actually very homely, such as braised pork, mixed stew and so on.

A bit unexpected.

A few days ago, because he doted on Feng Shu, he spent almost all his time in Yangxingzhai. Feng Shu would naturally greet the imperial kitchen, but the dishes sent over were all fancy dishes. They looked very good, but they did not taste very delicious.

And these dishes——

Just what he wanted.

Zhu Feng looked up at her and said, "You, do you still remember what dishes I like to eat?"

“…”

This sentence seemed a bit unexpected.

But actually, how could I forget?

Even though she was now a noble concubine, she was still like him, eating, doing things, and all of these had been marked by her past life.

Zhu Feng came from a military background and had fought in the army, so he was used to eating these simple dishes. As for himself, he had been hungry since he was a child in the Si family, so he could forget about delicacies and was lucky enough to be able to eat his fill.

Actually, both of them are the same.

Nan Yan said softly, "Of course I still remember."

Zhu Feng's mouth corners curled up, as if smiling.

But his face still had a calm expression. He reached out and picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Nan Yan also quietly picked up the bowl.

The two of them ate their meal quietly.

Nianqiu and Aunt Tongyun stood by and served.

Seeing the two of them not saying a word and just eating with their heads down, Nian Qiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious again.

Why don't you speak?

If two people sit together to have a meal and can talk and laugh, wouldn’t the atmosphere be better?

Is the Empress angry with the Emperor now? Or does the Emperor just want to ignore the Empress?

She was so anxious watching this that she wished she could jump around a few times to get them to talk to each other. However, Aunt Tongyun, who was watching coldly, had a slight smile on her face when she saw this situation.

In the room, there was only the sound of dishes and chopsticks knocking against each other.

Although these dishes were simple, they did have flavors that best suited their appetites. Zhu Feng had been busy these days and for other reasons, so he had no appetite and ate very little.

But this time, he finished a bowl of rice in two or three bites.

After finishing the meal, Zhu Feng handed the empty bowl to Nan Yan.

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Feng himself was stunned for a moment.

This was almost his subconscious. After finishing a bowl of rice, he asked her to add more rice to his bowl.

Seeing this, Nian Qiu hurried forward to help, but Aunt Tongyun grabbed her hand and shook her head gently at her - don't move.

Then, Nan Yan put down her own bowl and chopsticks, took Zhu Feng's empty bowl, filled it with half a bowl of rice, thought for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, do you want more?"

"One bowl, please."

"oh."

Added another spoonful.

The rice in the bowl was piled up solidly like a small mountain, emitting heat and the unique sweet aroma of rice grains. Nan Yan held the bowl of rice, and for some reason, she felt warm in her heart, and even had a rare sweet taste.

She held the bowl in both hands and presented it to Zhu Feng.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Tongyun let go of Nianqiu's hand and raised her eyebrows at her.

And Nian Qiu, who was confused, seemed to understand it too.

Sometimes, you don't need to talk too much.

Just one or two sentences can also reflect the tacit understanding between two people without much words.

It seemed that such conversations had happened many times in the Yiku Palace in the past, but since the emperor had not come these days, they were almost forgetting it.

Nian Qiu immediately laughed.

Just as Zhu Feng reached out his hand and was about to take the bowl of rice, suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, breaking the silence in the room.

"What?"

This is Xiao Shunzi's voice.

Nan Yan couldn't help but frown, and the next moment, she heard the voice of Xiao Man, the little palace maid beside Feng Shu: "Eunuch Shun, please inform us that our Concubine Li is ill."

"What?"

There was a hint of hesitation in Xiao Shunzi's voice.

Nan Yan's hand trembled slightly.

Hearing this, Zhu Feng frowned and turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

As soon as she heard him speak, Xiao Man hurried in from outside, glanced at Nan Yan, and immediately said respectfully: "This servant greets the emperor and the imperial concubine."

Zhu Feng asked, "What did you say happened to Concubine Li?"

"Your Majesty, Concubine Li is ill."

“…”

"She keeps calling the emperor's name."

“…”

"Your Majesty, this servant has the audacity to come here and tell you, please..."

Having said this, she stopped talking because she felt the sharp gazes of Nian Qiu and the others in the room. She lowered her head but revealed a smug smile.

Zhu Feng frowned, and a light flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."

"yes!"

Xiaoman was so surprised that she quickly bowed and walked out with him.

When he reached the door, Zhu Feng stopped again and looked back at Nan Yan who was sitting at the table.

He said, "I will be back."