Chapter 330 I will take good care of you
Nan Yan broke out in a cold sweat.
If this is true, Zhu Feng has been in the palace all the time and listened to her advice to release those palace maids in the harem who are still guilty back to the palace. Perhaps the person who used the magic of witchcraft is among them.
So, will he be in danger?
Seeing Nan Yan's pale face, Madam Jiahe seemed to understand something.
She said softly, "But don't worry too much, it was just my guess."
“…”
"Besides, there are so many famous doctors and good medicines in the palace, so I'm sure everything will be fine."
Nan Yan looked into her gentle eyes and nodded gently.
"Um."
At this time, Xiao Zhui came running over with a small bow and said, "Pretty sister, come and shoot arrows with me."
"Ah? I can't."
"You can learn if you don't know."
Madam Jiahe said, "Little pig, don't act recklessly. Sister Nanyan came to our house to recuperate because she's not feeling well. She can't shoot arrows."
"oh……"
When the little pig heard this, he quickly put away his bow and arrow.
But there was still a look of loss on his face.
Nan Yan couldn't bear to disappoint him, so she said, "Well, is there any other game I can play with you?"
The little pig thought for a moment and said, "Let's play pot tossing. It doesn't take much effort. Mother, is that okay?"
Madam Jiahe thought for a moment and said, "This is good. You can move around without using too much strength, and you won't have to worry about getting hurt."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "That's it."
Soon, someone brought a wine jug and placed it on the grass. They took the arrows and threw them into it one by one.
Mrs. Jiahe seemed to like this activity as well, so she joined in.
Tou Hu is a very ancient game, which is said to have been passed down from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is similar to archery, but does not require a large space or much effort.
Everyone stood ten steps away and threw arrows at the wine jug.
The one who can throw the arrow into the pot wins.
Although Xiaozhu is young, he is very steady and seems to have inherited his father's true skills. Among the ten arrows he shot, four or five of them were able to hit the target.
After the shot was made, the sound of grabbing continued to ring out.
However, Nan Yan was always absent-minded.
She was always wondering in her heart, who was it that was using the art of witchcraft in the palace, and what was his purpose?
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Time passes by little by little.
Jian Ruocheng sat on a chair against the wall of Wuying Hall, helping Zhu Feng copy documents.
He called himself into the palace early in the morning, thinking that something big had happened, but when he arrived, he found that nothing had happened.
It's just copying documents.
I am just the right chancellor of the Secretariat, doing such miscellaneous work.
He sighed, rubbed his sore wrist, and continued writing.
Zhu Feng, after reviewing a memorial in his hand, looked up at him.
In fact, I almost didn't sleep last night. I called him into the palace early in the morning. I didn't sleep well either, and I was very tired at this time.
Xiao Shunzi, who was standing next to him, saw that he was tired and hurriedly brought him a cup of tea.
Zhu Feng took a sip and then offered some tea to Jian Ruocheng. The king and his minister sat facing each other quietly. The steam rising from the tea made the hall seem particularly quiet.
Zhu Feng hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking, "How is she?"
Jian Ruocheng raised his head and looked at him.
"I had already arranged for her to be taken care of by the imperial concubine last night. However, the Emperor sent me to the palace early this morning, and I haven't had time to look after her yet."
“…”
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I will take good care of you."
“No need!”
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