Chapter 3645 Monk, the end is coming
Because there was nothing to do and because of the inner torment, time seemed to be extremely long. Although only more than an hour had passed, when Nan Yan saw the triumphant troops from the end of the vast snowfield, she felt as if a long time had passed.
When she stood up, her legs were cold and numb, and she even staggered a little.
Aunt Tongyun beside her immediately supported her.
Nan Yan took a few anxious steps forward and could smell the scent of blood on the wind. Soon, Zhu Feng, surrounded by the crowd and leading the way, came into view. She breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the wind, letting the biting cold sweep away the last bit of warmth from her body. Until her hands and feet were frozen, Zhu Feng and his horse finally returned to the camp.
Nan Yan didn't even have time to say anything, her eyes quickly scanned him.
No injuries.
There is no blood stain either.
It could even be seen that his breathing was relatively steady, completely different from those other people in the army whose breathing was obviously disordered and who had just experienced a fight.
A faint smile appeared on Nan Yan's face.
But before she could step forward, Ying Shao and the others had already hurried forward, helping the Emperor dismount. Ying Shao had clearly been feeling anxious for a long time, and only at this moment did he finally let go. He said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your triumphant return. We are overjoyed."
It was rare for him to say such words, so Zhu Feng just glanced at him and waved his hand calmly: "Okay, if you are not used to saying these words, there is no need to force it."
Ying Shao smiled bitterly and looked behind him again.
Obviously, not all of the troops that Zhu Feng brought out came back.
Even the deputy general Tang Jichen was not among them.
If these people died in the battle just now, there are not many wounded among those who came back, and the expressions on the soldiers' faces do not show the panic and anxiety after a brutal battle. Obviously, the battle just now was not very fierce, not to the point where even the deputy general beside the emperor was killed.
Ying Shao asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, Lord Tang—"
Zhu Feng said calmly, "The enemy army is retreating. I asked him to take a group of troops to follow them. He will be back later. No need to ask any more questions."
Ying Shao said, "Yes."
At this moment, Zhu Feng coughed lightly twice, his already rosy complexion suddenly turning pale. He quickly clenched his fist to cover his mouth and nose, waved his other hand at Ying Shao, and turned to walk back to the tent. Ying Shao was a little worried and wanted to follow him, but Nan Yan had already stopped him and said in a deep voice, "Master Ying, please go and take care of the troops the emperor has brought back. I am here."
Ying Shao said, "Yes."
After saying that, he glanced at Zhu Feng's back again and walked away with a serious expression.
Nan Yan followed Zhu Feng back to the tent. As soon as he sat down, Zhu Feng seemed to be unable to control himself and started coughing violently. Of course, he was still trying to control his voice, so the muffled cough sound came from his chest, shaking the small tent as if it was trembling.
Nan Yan stood aside, looking at him with a frown.
I can’t stop coughing after this.
Even when Zhu Feng was sitting, his coughing made it difficult for him to straighten his back. He didn't even know how long he had been suppressing his anger. From the beginning of the battle to the defeat of the enemy, and then to the triumphant return, he had never shown any sign of imperfection in front of his soldiers. But now, he really couldn't hold on any longer. He felt like the violent coughing fits were about to shatter his internal organs, but he couldn't stop.
At this moment, a hand touched his back, patted it with a little force, and then wiped it down vigorously to help him relieve the gas.
This hand was so familiar. It was originally a soft and boneless hand, but at this moment it seemed to have enough strength and warmth to make people feel at ease. Immediately, a warm current flowed into his body, and Zhu Feng finally stopped.
But what I couldn't help was the fishy and sweet taste rising up my throat.
At this moment, the hand holding a handkerchief calmly handed it to him.
Zhu Feng frowned slightly and looked back, only to see that there was almost no one around. It was obvious that the imperial concubine had deliberately sent everyone away. Only Nan Yan was standing behind him, looking at him calmly.
"Your Majesty, please wipe it with my handkerchief first."
“…”
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then took it and covered his mouth with it. Even though it was just a brief moment, Nan Yan saw the glaring red spot on the palm of his hand.
Then, she slowly sat next to Zhu Feng, with one arm pressed against his back.
Zhu Feng wiped his mouth with his handkerchief, and with a hint of impatience, he pushed her away and said, "What a shame!"
Nan Yan said calmly, "Because what I am about to say to the Emperor cannot be heard by others."
As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked at Zhu Feng with a flickering gaze.
"Could it be that the Emperor wants others to hear?"
“…”
This time, Zhu Feng's face became completely gloomy.
He thought for a long time, clenched the handkerchief in his palm, and then said, "What are you going to say?"
Nan Yan said, "This time we are going deep into the heart of the grassland. Your Majesty, to what extent and where you want to fight - Your Majesty should at least tell me the truth."
“…”
"After all, the further north you go, the colder it gets. Your Majesty's condition will only become more serious than it is now, and it will be even harder to conceal. If you still want me to cover up for you, then shouldn't you let me know some of the truth?"
“…”
Zhu Feng's brows were twisted into a knot.
He certainly didn't think Nan Yan was completely clueless about his situation, or indifferent. He also knew that since he was taking her on this journey, this moment would inevitably come. However, when this moment finally arrived, he was still somewhat at a loss.
In comparison, Nan Yan seemed calmer and more at ease.
She said calmly, "For the Emperor, I am willing to sacrifice my life. Is it so difficult to get the Emperor to tell me the truth?"
Zhu Feng frowned and said, "What nonsense! Who wants to kill you again?"
Nan Yan said seriously, "The Emperor personally led the expedition to this icy and snowy place. He had his own plans in mind, but he didn't tell me a single word. He carried it all on his own. This is costing me my life."
“…”
Having said that, Zhu Feng had nothing else to say.
He stared at Nan Yan in silence for a long moment, then finally sighed as if admitting defeat. Nan Yan pulled herself together, expecting him to say something. But when Zhu Feng opened his mouth, it wasn't about him.
He said word by word: "Monk, the end is near."
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide.
"What?"
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