Chapter 3150: Jealousy
Nan Yan suddenly said, "Second Young Master."
Jian Ruocheng stopped and slowly turned to look at Nan Yan. Although his thin figure was about to blend into the night, his gentle eyes and gentle gaze seemed particularly dazzling.
He smiled and said, "Does the Imperial Concubine have any other instructions?"
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, her throat slightly choked, and when she spoke, her voice was unconsciously hoarse. She whispered, "If you want to leave, please don't leave without saying goodbye."
“…”
As soon as these words came out, Jian Ruocheng's eyes flickered slightly.
It was as if these words spoke directly to his heart.
He looked at Nan Yan in silence for a long time, smiled faintly, said nothing, and turned away.
Looking at his back, Nan Yan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she only tasted the bitter taste on the tip of her tongue and was speechless. At this time, Ruoshui walked to her side and said softly: "My queen, it's getting late, let's go back."
"……Um."
Nan Yan took another look before turning and leaving.
When she turned to leave, Jian Ruocheng, who had already walked far away, stopped again and slowly turned sideways. Nan Yan's figure could no longer be seen in the dark night, but he stared quietly at the thick darkness for a long time before turning around and leaving silently.
Nan Yan returned to the room. Ruoshui helped her wash up and then went to make the bed for her. After the bed was made, Nan Yan still sat by the bed, looking at the night outside.
Ruoshui said, "My Lady, aren't you going to rest for a while?"
Nan Yan said, "You go down, I want to be alone for a while."
Although Ruoshui arrived at her side quite late and didn't know much about her past with Jian Ruocheng, she understood something from the atmosphere between the two of them. She didn't say much, lit some incense for her, and then turned and left.
Nan Yan curled up her legs and hugged her knees, looking at the pitch-black night outside, without even a trace of starlight.
After a while, a familiar sound of footsteps was heard.
Under normal circumstances, she would have stood up immediately to greet him, but today, she was a little distracted. She heard footsteps but her brain could not react at all. It was not until the door was pushed open and Zhu Feng walked to the couch and pushed her rudely with his hand that she seemed to come to her senses and looked up at Zhu Feng.
"The Emperor is back?"
Zhu Feng had an unhappy expression on his face, snorted, and turned around to sit on a chair beside him.
Nan Yan blinked and looked at him for a while.
Finally came to his senses.
Even if no one heard what she and Jian Ruocheng said when they met tonight, there were bound to be many people in such a big garden, and they must have been seen and reported to Zhu Feng. Now he was probably unhappy again and came to cause trouble for her.
So, Nan Yan got down from the couch and walked to Zhu Feng in slippers.
"Is the Emperor angry again?"
Zhu Feng glared at her, but ignored her words. He only lowered his head to look at her exposed white feet and said coldly, "You are such a grown-up, but you can't even wear shoes properly. Do you still look like a concubine?"
Sure enough, he came here to cause trouble.
If she were still young, Nan Yan would have explained foolishly, but now she was too lazy to explain. Instead, she pulled her feet out of her shoes. She had just washed her feet, and her toes were still a little pink. She deliberately hooked Zhu Feng's stiff calves.
Immediately, Zhu Feng's breathing became heavier.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Doesn't the emperor always say that I'm still young?"
“…”
"Then, I will show you my little self to Your Majesty."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Zhu Feng clench his teeth, even holding his breath, and scolded her fiercely: "You bastard!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, a hand reached out and picked her up by the waist.
"ah!"
Nan Yan gasped in surprise, and when she came to her senses, she was already being held by him and sitting on his lap, with her whole body pressed against his chest.
And the hand that was around her slender waist was still holding her waist tightly.
Through the thin clothes, I could feel the warmth of Zhu Feng's chest, and his palms were even hotter.
Nan Yan's face also turned red, but she did not dodge. She just bit her lower lip and looked up into Zhu Feng's eyes, saying with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you going to beat me?"
Zhu Feng said, "You are so sharp-tongued. You deserve a beating."
"Your Majesty...are you willing to give it up?"
"Look, I'm not willing to give it up!"
After saying that, he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
Knowing that the emperor had returned, Ruoshui originally wanted to come over to serve him, but as soon as she reached the door and heard the noise inside, her face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly covered her red ears and turned and ran away.
This whole process lasted until late at night.
There was still a little faint light from the candle in the room, shining on Nan Yan's blushing face. She felt sweat all over her body. Being held in Zhu Feng's arms, water marks appeared where their skin touched.
At this time, you should take a bath.
But it seemed as if all the bones in her body were broken, and she was too lazy to move. Her throat was extremely dry - after all, she had just shouted for most of the day, so she clenched her fist and gently hit Zhu Feng's chest.
Zhu Feng was originally resting on the bedside. When he felt her soft movement, he lowered his head to look at Nan Yan: "What are you doing?"
"I'm almost dying of thirst."
Zhu Feng smiled, reached out and pinched her face, then put on his clothes and got out of bed. He poured her a cup of tea with his own hands. Although it was a little cold, it was just right to drink it at this time. He brought it to the bedside. Nan Yan took his hand and drank a large cup in gulps. Zhu Feng poured the rest into his own mouth.
Then he went back to bed.
He still dragged Nan Yan over and held her in his arms. The two of them snuggled up tightly, like vines and trees entwined together.
After drinking some water, Nan Yan became more energetic and looked up at Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty is no longer angry?"
When this was mentioned, Zhu Feng's face darkened again.
But he said, "Why am I angry?"
Nan Yan took advantage of the situation and moved up in his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. She whispered, "Your Majesty also knows that if Jian Ruocheng really goes to practice with Taoist Miaoming, I won't be able to see him in the future."
“…”
"But he, after all, is an old acquaintance of mine. If it weren't for him, if it weren't for the Jian family, I would have suffered a lot."
“…”
"I just want to have a good talk with him."
Zhu Feng remained cold.
After a long while, he said, "I didn't ask that. If you want to see me openly, then go ahead. What's there to explain?"
Nan Yan looked up at his awkward expression and knew that he was not doubting her and Jian Ruocheng, but was just jealous out of habit. He would be fine if she coaxed him.
So she smiled and hugged him.
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