Chapter 2610 I Want to Accompany the Emperor
He raised his hand to touch her forehead and immediately frowned.
"I have a fever!"
"ah?"
Nan Yan was stunned, and subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead, but felt nothing, and said, "No?"
Zhu Feng said angrily, "Are you still stubborn?"
“…”
"Look at yourself, your face is burning red!"
"Well……"
Nan Yan couldn't even see the look on her face, as Zhu Feng stuffed her into the quilt. She struggled to get out, but Zhu Feng held down the corners of the quilt on both sides and said fiercely, "How dare you move!"
“…”
Looking at his appearance, who would dare?
Nan Yan could only pout and shrink back into the quilt.
Zhu Feng then turned to Tingfu and the others who were waiting at the door and said, "Go tell the chief secretary to summon the most skilled doctor in the palace immediately. The imperial concubine has fallen ill."
"yes."
Soon, a group of doctors in the Duwei Mansion gathered in the imperial concubine's room, all of them were panic-stricken. After all, they were just doctors in the army, and could only treat some external injuries. Moreover, they had never served someone like the imperial concubine, and they were so scared that they trembled and dared not move.
Finally, a doctor mustered up the courage to prescribe a prescription for Nan Yan to drink, but he also kowtowed repeatedly to tell the emperor that the imperial concubine had caught a cold and was bound to have a high fever.
Zhu Feng angrily kicked all of them out.
After working until late at night, Nan Yan indeed developed a high fever.
She hadn't felt the fever before, but now she was no longer feeling it. She lay on the bed, mumbling in a daze.
Zhu Feng took care of her personally. He soaked a handkerchief in cold water, wrung it out until it was moist, and placed it on her forehead.
A cool breeze brought a brief moment of clarity.
Nan Yan opened her eyes a little and looked at Zhu Feng, her eyes were also red.
After staring at him blankly for a long while, she said, "Your Majesty..."
"Um,"
Zhu Feng came close to her and whispered, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Nan Yan murmured, "Why isn't the emperor asleep yet?"
“…”
"You've been running for so long. You need to sleep and have a good rest."
“…”
"Otherwise, you'll get sick."
“…”
Zhu Feng felt both angry and amused when he heard this.
It seems that he is really sick and confused. Even though he has a fever like this, he still has the time to worry about himself.
So he reached out and gently pinched her face: "Just be quiet and behave yourself."
“…”
"Have a good sleep."
Nan Yan felt drowsy and wanted to sleep, but she tried hard to open her eyes and look at him. She saw Zhu Feng touching her face, then taking away the warm handkerchief on her forehead, taking a new handkerchief, soaking it in water, wrung it dry and put it on her forehead.
She reacted a little: "I am really sick?"
"Are there any more fake illnesses?"
“…”
"I told you not to go with me, but you insisted on going. And now you have to get wet in the rain. Who can you blame?"
Nan Yan felt dizzy and couldn't remember what she had done. She just smiled and said to Zhu Feng, "I want to accompany the emperor."
“…”
Zhu Feng's breathing paused.
In fact, compared to the torment Nan Yan suffered from his illness, he had not slept well for several days. Although he was not afraid of the cold rain hitting his body, he was not immune to pain or cold. It was just that he was accustomed to enduring pain for many years and had greater endurance than ordinary people.
But when he heard Nan Yan's words, his heart seemed to be overwhelmed by a long-lost, sour feeling.
Looking at Nan Yan quietly.
Nan Yan also drooped her eyelids, looking at him as if she was half asleep.
After a long while, Zhu Feng leaned over and kissed her gently through the handkerchief moistened with cold water.
Then he said softly, "Go to sleep."
Nan Yan uttered a confused "hmm" and closed her eyes.
I slept until noon the next day.
When Nan Yan opened her eyes, she felt a heavy weight on her head. She barely pulled her weak hands out of the quilt and touched the handkerchief, which was already a little dry. She took away the handkerchief and touched her forehead again.
It doesn't seem to be hot anymore.
Where is Zhu Feng?
When she turned her head, she saw Zhu Feng sitting on the edge of the bed, sleeping with one hand supporting his forehead.
Probably didn't leave all night.
The door was ajar, and Ruoshui and the others could be seen sitting at the door. It was obvious that Zhu Feng was taking care of himself inside. They couldn't come in, nor did they dare to leave, so they could only stay outside.
Everyone must be exhausted.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan felt both moved and distressed.
His gaze slowly shifted back to Zhu Feng's face. The sun was shining brightly outside. The heavy rain that had fallen all day had dispelled all the gloom. The sun shone directly on the window without any obstruction. Although the light that came into the room was not too hot, it illuminated people's faces, revealing every expression.
Therefore, she clearly saw the fine lines at the corners of Zhu Feng's eyes.
There was also a strand of messy hair falling from the ear.
There is even a silver thread among them, sparkling in the sunlight.
Nan Yan reached out, grabbed the white hair, wrapped it around her fingertips twice, pinched it tightly, and then pulled it out in one go.
"ah!"
Zhu Feng suddenly woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes wide: "What's wrong?"
Nan Yan immediately put her hand down.
Smiling at him, she said, "Your Majesty."
When Zhu Feng saw her wake up, he hurriedly asked, "Awake? Are you still having a fever?"
"I'm fine."
Nan Yan looked at him with a smile. She still remembered that when she first came to serve Zhu Feng, he was full of hostility, especially at night, when he would suddenly wake up and draw his sword. Although he was not as brutal as Ye Zheng said, "he loved to kill people in his dreams", he was indeed full of hostility.
But now, he suddenly woke up and nothing was the same as before.
He has really become so gentle over the years.
At this time, Zhu Feng didn't know what she was thinking. He just reached out and touched her forehead, then tried it on his own forehead, and said, "You still have a low-grade fever. You need to rest a little longer."
After saying that, he tucked the quilt in for her.
"What would you like to eat?"
When he asked this question, Nan Yan realized that her weakness was not only due to illness, but also due to hunger.
He immediately said, "Roast chicken."
“…”
Zhu Feng coughed lightly, then said, "You can't eat such greasy food when you're sick."
"So, mutton stew?"
"Didn't I tell you not to eat greasy food?"
"Then what can I eat?"
"I asked the kitchen to heat up the porridge for you."
When Nan Yan heard this, she seemed to collapse completely, muttering, "I'm not allowed to eat good food when I'm sick."
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "When you're better, I'll send you a roasted whole lamb. Now just be obedient and eat light food for the next two days until you recover."
After saying that, he turned around and gave an order.
Ruoshui and the others were still squatting on the ground and dozing off. When they heard the emperor's order, they all jumped up and hurried down to prepare.
Nan Yan asked, "Your Majesty, has Xue Yun been found?"
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