Chapter 1457 Is it true or false?
Nan Yan squatted down, looking into the disheveled face and frantic eyes, and said with difficulty: "How did you become like this?"
“…”
"Feng Shu?"
The seemingly crazy woman in front of him was none other than Concubine Li, Feng Shu, who was the most favored concubine in the harem and made Zhu Feng almost infatuated with her.
But now, she was kneeling in the snow, covered in mud and looking disheveled.
Her long dark golden hair used to be a symbol of beauty and wildness, but now it was disheveled and draped across her face without any luster. Even just now, Nan Yan didn't notice that this "madwoman" had golden hair.
However, even after seeing it, she still couldn't believe it.
So he called her again—
"Feng Shu?"
When the man heard these two words, he suddenly laughed again.
But her mouth was filled with snow and mud. The snow melted on her face and flowed down mixed with mud, leaving dark lines on her face, making her look even more miserable.
She laughed harder and harder, and kept laughing: "Feng Shu? Who is Feng Shu? Feng Shu? Hahahaha."
This time, Nan Yan heard her voice more clearly.
It’s really Feng Shu.
However, this woman who once made her hate her so much and had caused countless waves in the harem, has now gone crazy.
But another strange feeling emerged in Nan Yan's heart.
She looked at the maids on both sides. They were afraid that the crazy Feng Shu would bump into the imperial concubine, so they knelt on the ground carefully and held Feng Shu down with force.
Nan Yan asked, "What's wrong with her?"
One of them said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, this bitch was sent here after she went crazy. She was kept there to prevent disturbing others. But today—I don't know why she went crazy again. She took the opportunity when the servants brought her food and ran out."
Another said, "I offended the Empress, please forgive me."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's send her back first."
"yes."
Everyone hurriedly stood up, dragged Feng Shu up from the ground, and walked towards the small house in front.
Nan Yan followed them and saw that the hut was dilapidated, the door was broken, and even the windows were drafty. There was almost nothing in the room except a bed with tattered curtains. The corners of the room were filled with dead leaves and dust, and even some snowflakes had drifted in.
When Nan Yan saw it, she immediately frowned: "Why is it like this here?"
Several maids glanced at her.
Someone chuckled and said, "This is where the criminal women are imprisoned. Naturally, it's different from where the Empress lives."
“…”
Nan Yan was speechless.
She was banished to the cold palace more than once or twice, but each time, the place she lived in was not bad, and there were special people to take care of her food and daily life. Even Zhu Feng, in order to reconcile with her, moved to the cold palace with her.
She had no idea that this was what the real cold palace looked like.
It turns out that I was protected too well.
She hesitated, her throat a little choked, and after a moment of silence, she said to the maids, "You, please go down first. I want to talk to her."
One of the maids said hurriedly, "Madam, she's crazy and will hurt you."
"It's okay, just wait outside."
"But--"
"go out!"
Nan Yan's face darkened. They were of course afraid and could only retreat timidly.
Nan Yan looked outside again. Those people were quite knowledgeable and sensible. They did not stand at the door, but stood at a distance from the small house. As long as something happened, they could run up immediately.
Only then did she feel relieved and turned around.
They were the only two left in this shabby little room.
At this time, Feng Shu returned to the room. Something aroused her uneasiness again. She ran to the corner and sat alone, hugging her knees with her hands, as if she wanted to curl up so that no one could see her.
Looking at her like this, Nan Yan felt mixed emotions.
Speaking of which, it’s been almost a year since we last met.
Ever since Prince Ning rebelled and she was taken into custody as an accomplice, she has never been seen in the palace again.
Nan Yan even suspected that she had been secretly executed.
Death is like the extinguishing of a light. Although he knew that there were many unsolved mysteries about her and he still remembered the words she had said to him, when a person dies, there is really nothing left. In addition, Nan Yan had encountered a lot of troubles these days, so he almost forgot about her.
But unexpectedly, she was still alive.
But, I've gone crazy.
Nan Yan walked over and slowly squatted down, looking at her trembling appearance under her messy golden hair and her frightened eyes that dared not look directly at her, trying to judge how much consciousness she had left.
Nan Yan said softly, "Feng Shu."
“…”
"do you remember me?"
“…”
"I am Si Nanyan, Imperial Concubine Si Nanyan."
“…”
"You, you still remember me?"
Hearing "Royal Concubine Si Nanyan", Feng Shu still didn't react. However, she sat quietly for a while, then suddenly trembled and murmured, "Royal Concubine?"
Nan Yan was delighted——
Is she conscious?
Just as he was about to say something else, he heard Feng Shu mutter, "Noble Concubine... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Nan Yan frowned slightly. When she heard her mutter "Your Majesty" repeatedly, a little light began to appear in her mad and cloudy eyes: "Your Majesty, is the Emperor here?"
“…”
Nan Yan's throat suddenly became choked.
She didn't expect that it had come to this point, Feng Shu had gone crazy and was still thinking about Zhu Feng.
It seems that although she was sent to Zhu Feng by Prince Ning and his men with a purpose to use her body fragrance to seduce Zhu Feng, she was not completely fake during those days.
However, her sincerity——in this situation, is worthless.
Nan Yan felt a little emotional, but she didn't sympathize with her.
After all, she was fake from the beginning, so how could she hope to get real feedback?
Seeing her looking at him with eyes wide open, and a little bit of clarity flickering in her eyes at the mention of "the emperor", Nan Yan was silent for a moment, and then said in a gentle voice: "The emperor is not here. The emperor asked me to ask you a question."
“…”
"If you answer nicely, he might come."
When Feng Shu heard "maybe come back", her eyes brightened.
She looked up at Nan Yan, her eyes filled with anxiety and even more franticness. Fortunately, she didn't make any moves to hurt anyone. She just breathed rapidly and said, "What? What do you want to ask?"
Nan Yan stared at her and said slowly, "Back then, you saw the painting I collected in Yikun Palace. You said you had seen the person in the painting."
“…”
"Is this statement true or false?"
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