Chapter 722 I Can’t Be a Blank Sheet of Paper
When Ning Fei Qin Ruolan was mentioned, Zhu Feng's breath sank.
Nan Yan's body trembled slightly in his arms.
This woman has always existed in her heart and beside him, like an indelible shadow between the two of them.
What's even more terrifying is that she is still there.
It may appear in front of you at any time.
Every time he heard her before, Zhu Feng would inevitably get angry and leave in anger, but this time, his breath sank and he frowned, but he was not really angry.
He just lowered his head and looked at the cautious little woman in his arms.
After a long silence, he said, "Nan Yan, do you know how old I am this year?"
Nan Yan immediately said, "Your Majesty is thirty-one this year."
"That's right," he reached out and stroked her smooth back, as if stroking a cat, smoothing its fur, and said slowly, "And you, are only in your early twenties."
"Twenty-one."
"When you reach 31, there will undoubtedly be things in your life that you don't want to talk about, or even think about."
“…”
"I have known you for so long, I cannot be a blank slate."
I leaned against his chest and listened to his words. His voice was deeper than usual, as if it came from deep inside his heart, very deep inside.
After hearing this, Nan Yan nodded slightly.
indeed.
Whether it is Zhu Feng or myself, neither of them can be a blank slate.
When Zhu Feng met her, he already had a wife and concubines, and even a son.
When she met him, she was already a concubine chosen by Emperor Wen, and her life experience was even a mystery.
No one knows what will happen in the future.
She also couldn't imagine that the man who broke into Jiaotai Hall during the fire would become the arbitrator of all her emotions, including joy, sorrow, anger, and happiness for the rest of her life.
But this time, just hearing him talk about Ye Quan's story was so difficult to talk about.
In the first half of his life, he experienced so many ups and downs and unpredictable changes. How many stories are there that he cannot tell?
"There are still many stories in my life that I cannot tell."
Nan Yan sighed softly.
At this time, Zhu Feng lowered his head again, rubbing his chin against her forehead, and said softly, "But you—in the future, when the time is right, I will tell you."
“…”
"Now, you are pregnant..."
“…”
"I don't want you to be affected by anything that has already happened. Just rest and recuperate until the child is born."
“…”
"After all, we have a lifetime, and there are some things we can always say."
Hearing him say this, Nan Yan's heart seemed to be comforted. She was silent for a long time and nodded gently in his arms.
Indeed, they have a lifetime.
She can wait.
And now, perhaps he and she should think more about the baby in their belly. After all, they both owed the child too much in the past period of time.
Just as I was thinking about it, my stomach growled.
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw Nan Yan's face flushed with shame again.
Why is it like this every time?
So embarrassing!
Zhu Feng couldn't help but laugh. "Are you hungry? You haven't woken up for the past two days, so I could only give you some medicine and porridge. Now that you've finally woken up, eat something."
"Um."
Just as Ran Xiaoyu said, the food was always prepared in the kitchen. Zhu Feng passed on the message, and soon a table full of food was delivered.
She washed up quickly, then sat down and started eating.
Although she was awake, she couldn't eat too much at once. She drank a bowl of porridge, added another half bowl, ate a small piece of crispy rolls, and gnawed on a chicken leg.
Actually, I eat quite a bit.
Zhu Feng was standing next to her, with a smile on his face. Although he kept telling her not to eat too much, when he saw how satisfied she was eating, he couldn't help but pick up some food for her.
After Nan Yan had eaten and drunk enough, he picked up the bowl and swept the remaining food into his stomach like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
Then, Li Langzhong came.
In fact, everyone is already familiar with it, but this time, Nan Yan's identity is no longer a female official of Shangbao, but a noble concubine, so she was driven back to the bed, the curtains were lowered, and Li Langzhong covered her wrist with a silk handkerchief and took her pulse.
Zhu Feng asked from the side, "How is it?"
Li Langzhong hurriedly stood up and said to Zhu Feng, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine had a miscarriage due to overwork. However, the Imperial Concubine is still very strong. As long as she rests peacefully for the next period of time, the fetus will be fine."
When Nan Yan heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.
He said, "Well, during this period, you must take good care of him and come to check his pulse every day without delay."
"yes."
Li Langzhong bowed to Nan Yan behind the curtain again, then walked out with the medicine box on his back.
Zhu Feng opened the curtain with one hand and saw Nan Yan leaning against the head of the bed with a smile on her face. He couldn't help but smile too. He sat down and took her hand in his palm.
"Did you hear that? Just rest and relax."
"I know."
It's rare that Zhu Feng would be so long-winded.
However, Nan Yan clearly knew that he was worried about her and the baby in her belly.
The two were leaning against each other when suddenly they heard footsteps outside the door and Ran Xiaoyu's voice rang out from outside the door.
"Madam, please wait a moment. Let me go in and report. The Emperor is inside."
"I want to see Nan Yan, my granddaughter. She's back..."
"Wait a moment."
As soon as she heard the voice, Nan Yan immediately understood that it was Tong Yuhua.
She said hurriedly, "Grandma!"
Zhu Feng also heard it. He stood up from the bed and said to the outside: "Xiaoyu, please invite the old man in."
"yes."
Ran Xiaoyu was being driven to panic by Tong Yuhua. After all, it was natural for a grandmother to see her granddaughter, but the emperor was inside, and if she disturbed the imperial concubine, it would be her fault.
Fortunately, the emperor spoke, and she led Tong Yuhua in.
As soon as she entered the room, Tong Yuhua saw Nan Yan sitting on the head of the bed and hurried over: "Nan Yan!"
"grandmother!"
Nan Yan stretched out her arms and hugged her.
Both of them couldn't help but shed tears.
Zhu Feng watched this scene and silently stepped aside.
Tong Yuhua hugged Nan Yan, patted her back with one hand, and said, "Why did you leave? Why don't you care about an old woman like me?"
“…”
It turned out that her memory was confused.
At that time, it was Nan Yan who asked someone to send her back. As a result, in her opinion, it was as if Nan Yan was no longer around, as if she didn't care about her anymore.
Nan Yan hurriedly said, "Grandma, Nan Yan didn't ignore you."
“…”
"I just went to look for my mother..."
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