Chapter 1602 Blushing Very Hard
He made himself understand a truth firmly—
After eating, you have to work hard.
Late at night, there was a howling cold wind and snow outside the door, but inside the Yikun Palace, there was a scorching heat wave.
Nan Yan lay exhausted on the bed, with the quilt only covering her waist and her lower body almost unable to move. Her upper body, with its bare white back, was covered with fine sweat and its smooth skin gleamed white in the candlelight.
As he breathed, his body rose and fell slightly, and the sweat slowly slid down and condensed together.
Then, it rolled down drop by drop.
It flowed down his body and spread out on the mattress which was heated by his body temperature, leaving a large dark mark.
But Nan Yan couldn't control these things.
She just felt that she was going to die.
However, the instigator was merciless and turned over and covered her back again. His hot skin touched her and made her shiver.
I felt a hot breath on my shoulders.
"ah--"
Before Nan Yan could react, she was bitten on the shoulder.
It didn't hurt too much. Her teeth only used a little force, which made her feel a little numb and a little itchy.
She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move.
She could only utter a low, inaudible moan from her dry throat, mumbling, "Your Majesty, please don't..."
"Um?"
"pain?"
"I don't believe it."
“…”
"You are so powerful that you are not even afraid of me, so how can you be afraid of pain?"
“…”
Nan Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.
Who said he is not afraid of the emperor?
Besides, this emperor is so petty and vindictive. How could I not be afraid?
Feeling his hot hands reaching out again, grasping her already limp waist and turning her over, Nan Yan hurriedly used the last bit of her strength to stretch out her hands and support herself on his chest.
"emperor……"
Both of them were still breathing slightly in the afterglow of the recent frenzy.
Zhu Feng's face was very red and he was breathing heavily.
But not tired.
On the contrary, from the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and even the slightly raised corners of his lips, one could see that he looked satisfied, even pleased with himself.
He was supported by a pair of soft little hands on his chest. Although he could take them away with just a little force, he did not move immediately. He just lowered his head and looked at the blush on Nan Yan's face that would not fade away.
It's like admiring a painting.
Moreover, this painting was drawn by myself.
Thinking of this, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes, and he said "hmm" in a magnetic voice.
Looking at his slightly raised eyebrows, you can tell that he did it on purpose.
Nan Yan could only soften her tone and said softly, "Your Majesty, please spare me."
“…”
"I really can't do it anymore."
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows again: "Let you go? Do you think I'm going to chop off your head?"
Nan Yan thought, this is worse than beheading.
At least, I died quickly!
Feeling Zhu Feng's hands sliding around her body unruly again, constantly igniting her, Nan Yan became a little anxious and murmured, "Your Majesty is so strong, why don't you go out for a walk and come back later!"
“……!”
The air suddenly became stagnant.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had said the wrong thing and quickly opened her eyes wide.
Sure enough, when he saw Zhu Feng, his pupils suddenly turned dark.
"What did you say?"
"I—concubine, concubine—"
Nan Yan stuttered and was unable to speak, only her two hands, which were still supporting Zhu Feng's chest, were trembling slightly.
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth, raised the hand that was around her waist, and twisted her face hard.
"I will strangle you to death sooner or later!"
“…”
"Everyone else is eager for me to go to their palace and stay overnight in their palace, but you, only you!"
He was furious and gnashed his teeth as he said, "You want me to go out for a stroll?"
“…”
"It's pitch black in the middle of the night, and you want me to go out for a walk?!"
Having said this, he was so angry that he sat up.
At this moment, Nan Yan also woke up.
Seeing Zhu Feng sitting on the bed, his back heaving with his breath, his strong muscles rising and falling slightly, and covered with beads of sweat, which looked sexy and beautiful, Nan Yan could only support her soft body and sit up, leaning against him carefully.
Zhu Feng nudged her with his arm.
Nan Yan shook for a moment, but still "persisted" and stuck to him again, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"emperor……"
“…”
"Is the Emperor really angry with me?"
“…”
"I just said that casually, Your Majesty, please don't be angry, okay?"
Judging from her tone, it sounded like she was coaxing a child.
Who is the child after all?
Who is ignorant?!
Zhu Feng was so angry that he turned around and glared at her, then pinched her face hard: "Why don't you understand my feelings?"
“…”
Nan Yan tilted her head and looked at him.
"Your Majesty, what do you want?"
“…”
Zhu Feng sighed, then slowly lowered his hand and stroked Nan Yan's flat belly.
Because of the illness a few days ago and the torture from both internal and external difficulties, the little flesh that Nan Yan had managed to build up was completely used up. Not only that, she also became so thin that she was unrecognizable.
Even though Zhu Feng has been trying hard to take good care of her recently, he hasn't been able to make her gain weight.
With a body like this, how could I...
Seeing his actions, Nan Yan seemed to understand something and whispered, "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng sighed and said, "It's not what I want, but you——"
“…”
"You can't always rely on Xinping to provide for your retirement."
“…”
These words made Nan Yan's heart tremble slightly.
I couldn't help laughing again.
There is a saying among the people that "raising children is a way to provide for one's old age". But between them, one was an emperor above all others, and the other was an extremely noble concubine. So they still talked about "providing for one's old age"?
However, Zhu Feng's words made her feel an indescribable sadness.
It seems that the two of them are really getting old.
I wonder what he will look like by that time. Such a heroic man will not look ugly even when he is old. On the contrary, I will definitely look ugly with white hair and falling teeth.
This kind of myself, and that kind of him.
What kind of picture will it be when we are together?
Nan Yan was a little dazed for a moment, and Zhu Feng looked at her blank eyes, sighed again, and said: "You have to have another son."
“…”
Having said that, both of them fell silent.
Nan Yan immediately thought of the two times when she had the possibility of giving birth to a son that belonged to her and to both of them, but both times, she lost the baby.
This experience has become a heartache for her.
But Zhu Feng mentioned again——
Feeling that Nan Yan's breathing paused, Zhu Feng turned around and saw the little girl leaning on his back, her eyes red and her face showing deep pain.
His heart also ached.
He reached out and held her in his arms.
"Nan Yan..."
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