Chapter 2911 Redemption
Nan Yan didn't let him stay for too long.
When Su Ma's crying sounded from the wind and rain, she took Zhu Feng away from the cold palace, and after leaving, she went straight back to her Yonghe Palace.
When Aunt Tongyun and Ruoshui saw that the emperor and the imperial concubine came back both soaked, they did not dare to ask any questions and immediately prepared hot water for them to take a bath. After the two of them washed off the wetness and coldness, they returned to their room.
Zhu Feng was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his wet and soft hair scattered behind his head.
Nan Yan knelt on the bed, wiping his hair with a towel, and saw that his hands, although red and hot from soaking in the warm bath, immediately became cold again and he pinched his knees hard.
He seemed to be in torment in his heart.
Until Eunuch Yu comes back.
He walked in, not even daring to get too close to the bed. He just knelt on the ground at a distance and said, "Your Majesty, Qin Ruolan has committed suicide."
At this moment, Nan Yan saw his hand.
His hands were pinching his knees tightly, but the moment he heard these words, his fingers cramped and almost dug into his flesh.
Then, slowly loosen it.
Nan Yan, who was kneeling behind him, could clearly feel that his muscles tensed for a moment and then completely relaxed, as if something in his body was pulled out, leaving him feeling a little empty.
After a long silence, Zhu Feng spoke in a hoarse voice, "I understand."
“…”
"Let someone take care of her funeral."
Eunuch Yu knelt on the ground and whispered, "Your Majesty, what is the proper burial ceremony?"
Nan Yan looked at Zhu Feng carefully.
He just sat there quietly, thinking for a long time, and then said in a deep voice, "Send her back to the Qin family's ancestral tomb for burial. She is Qin Ruolan, nothing more."
“…”
"As for the spirit tablet... wait until the time is right and send it to the Imperial Mausoleum."
Eunuch Yu said, "I understand."
After saying that, he bowed his head, then stood up and walked out.
The door was also closed.
Even with the doors and windows closed, the patter of rain outside couldn't be contained. Yet, the sound of the rain only made the room feel even quieter. Nan Yan could even hear Zhu Feng's heartbeat and breathing amidst the rain. It was as if he had let go of something, very lightly, yet the aura emanating from him seemed heavy.
She reached out and gently hugged him from behind.
Zhu Feng wanted to look back at her, but hesitated for a moment and didn't turn around. He just lowered his head and said solemnly, "I don't know why. I have hated her for so many years. I even hated her for deceiving me when I lost my memory... But, if she were to die, and I knew she was dead... I would still be sad."
“…”
"I clearly want to settle things with her."
“…”
"Why am I still sad? Nan Yan, why am I still heartbroken?"
Nan Yan hugged him tightly, and reached out to gently stroke his strong chest. She could even feel the strong heartbeat beneath his chest with her palm.
The pain in that place is something that people can only endure.
There is no way to hide, and nowhere to escape.
Nan Yan hugged him tightly with both hands, resting her face on his back. She could hear his heavy and even more painful heartbeat and whispered, "Because, the emperor is still a human being."
“…”
"If you are human, you will feel heartache."
“…”
"Especially since this person is someone the Emperor has both loved and hated. If the Emperor's love and hate were false, then there would be no heartache. Otherwise, such a result would be heartbreaking no matter what."
Zhu Feng's eyes became even redder.
It seems that since he became an adult and understood his own situation, he rarely feels wronged. Of course, life cannot be without grievances, but he never allows himself to feel wronged, because when people feel wronged, they become soft.
But at this time, he was like an opened clam shell.
He showed all his soft spots to Nan Yan. At this moment, any small injury, even a grain of sand, would probably cost him his life.
But Nan Yan just hugged him.
Her voice came directly from behind him to his ears and even to his heart, as if her voice alone had touched his heart.
"But--"
Having said this, she straightened up again and reached out to pry open Zhu Feng's face, turning it around to face her. She looked at his red eyes and red nose. He was clearly such a strong man, often so domineering that he could scare off a bunch of people, but at this moment, he actually revealed a bit of heartbreaking grievance. Nan Yan looked at him and said seriously, "This time, the heartache is over, and it's over."
“…”
"Isn't the Emperor going to end things with her? I'm heartbroken for her. This is the final end."
“…”
"Your Majesty, please do not let your heart ache for anyone else."
Hearing this, Zhu Feng's heart seemed to skip a beat.
Only this time, his heartbeat was not accompanied by excruciating pain. Instead, it dispelled the chill and pain brought from the cold palace.
He slowly turned around and hugged Nan Yan.
A pair of large, still somewhat cool hands caressed the slender body, pulling her closer to him, leaving no gap between them. It was as if he wanted to embed Nan Yan into his body and never let her leave.
"Nan Yan..."
Hearing his low and hoarse voice, Nan Yan blushed a little.
She thought about it, lowered her head, and pressed her trembling lips against Zhu Feng's pale lips.
Then he reached out and unbuttoned his clothes.
At this moment, the candle flame burned to the bottom, struggled for a few times and then went out.
The entire Yonghe Palace was plunged into darkness.
But in the darkness, Nan Yan's skin still shone with a faint, jade-like luster.
From the time Zhu Feng was assassinated and fell into a coma to the time he woke up, they had not been so close. Although they still slept together at night, for the sake of his health, sex was naturally prohibited.
The two of them had indeed not been intimate for a long time.
But now, she took the initiative to hug him, even pushed him down on the bed, biting his lips hard until both of them could taste a little blood on the tip of their tongues, and then she let him go.
But this time, Zhu Feng did not let her go.
Almost immediately, he took the initiative and hugged the thin, soft body in his arms tightly, holding it tightly. During the process, he could even hear Nan Yan whimpering, as if she was in a little pain, but she never resisted and even hugged him tightly.
The two people hugged, caressed, and even embraced each other passionately, but it seemed that it was not for pleasure, nor did it seem to have much to do with love and desire. They just wanted to hold each other tightly.
In this dark and rainy time, when it seems as if the whole world has fallen into chaos, you can be saved by hugging the person in front of you.
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