Chapter 710 I want it, I want it!
Following Ran Xiaoyu's guidance, Nan Yan walked forward for a while. Sure enough, she heard the sound of the river flowing gently and saw the tall figure by the river.
Zhu Feng was standing there.
Opposite him, at the "end" of the vast grassland, were rolling mountains and the one they had mentioned countless times—
Great Wall Moat.
Nan Yan walked over gently and stood behind him.
Normally, Zhu Feng is very alert. He has the natural sensitivity and intuition of a warrior and can sense anyone approaching him.
But this time, he didn't move.
Nan Yan didn't know whether he had heard his footsteps but didn't want to look back, or he hadn't heard them at all. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
At this moment, she felt Zhu Feng's body tense up slightly again, to the point of trembling. She finally couldn't hold it back anymore and whispered behind him, "Your Majesty."
“…”
Zhu Feng turned around suddenly.
Nan Yan only then saw that his face was still a little pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
She hurried over to his expression, raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What's wrong?"
“…”
Zhu Feng didn't say anything, just looked down at her.
Nan Yan looked at him with wide eyes: "Hmm?"
After a long while, he shook his head: "It's okay."
“…”
Judging from his appearance, he is definitely not okay.
However, Nan Yan didn't want to ask more questions, because she knew that there were some things that Zhu Feng had not yet said, and probably couldn't say.
She only whispered, "We might reach the Great Wall Moat today."
“…”
"Is the Emperor really going?"
"Um."
"Actually, Your Majesty doesn't have to go."
“…”
"I--"
"Don't tell me that you want to go up with Monk, Arslan and the others and let me wait here."
“…”
Nan Yan originally wanted to say, why not?
However, when he saw Zhu Feng's expression and his eyes, he immediately became timid.
I muttered to myself: I'm thinking about you.
Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "I'm telling you, no matter what the outcome this time, you must follow me back!"
“…”
Nan Yan lowered her head and said nothing.
Zhu Feng stared: "Huh? What are you thinking about?"
Nan Yan gently raised her head, glanced at him, and said, "No matter what the result is..."
“…”
"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about what to do if I really am—really the daughter of Princess Neng?"
"What else can I do?"
Zhu Feng looked at her and said in a firm tone, "No matter whose daughter you are, that is all in the past."
“…”
"Now, you are my woman!"
“…”
"That's what matters most."
"But," Nan Yan said softly, "I'm afraid the ministers in the court don't think so."
Before, just because of that letter, the fact that he might be a Dian person had caused an uproar. Now, he was not only a Dian person, but also a member of the royal family of Dian!
Can the ministers in the court accept this fact calmly?
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "It's not their turn to think about it."
“…”
"Unless—" He stared into her eyes and said, "You are unwilling to go with me."
“…”
"You want to leave me!"
When Zhu Feng said these two sentences, his whole aura changed, emitting an aura that was almost furious. Nan Yan felt confused that the person in front of her was not a human, but a giant beast.
As if to swallow himself in one bite.
Nan Yan didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
Then, she took a step forward gently and rested her head in his arms.
Two hands wrapped around his waist.
In an instant, Zhu Feng felt that the flames burning in his body were immediately extinguished.
He lowered his head and looked at the little girl who was leaning against him obediently. Her thin and somewhat haggard face made his heart soften again.
Only the sound still contained a hint of the anger from before, but when it came out, the tone had changed: "Huh?!"
Nan Yan said softly, "Of course I don't want to leave."
“…”
"I want to stay with the emperor forever."
“…”
"If, God permits."
Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's chest rose and fell violently again. He stretched out his hands and gently wrapped them around her slender waist, saying, "This kind of thing doesn't require God's permission."
“…”
"I want it, I want it!"
Nan Yan leaned in his arms, listening to these domineering yet somewhat childish words, and smiled softly.
However, there was still a hint of gloom in that smile.
Just like the dark clouds that never dissipate among the rolling mountains in the distance.
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After a while, the two of them returned to their camp from the river, washed up and had breakfast, and then Monk and Arslan came over.
As always, there was a faint smile on Monk's face.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
“…”
Zhu Feng sat by the campfire and glanced at him.
When Nan Yan heard this, it was clearly just an ordinary question, but she couldn't help but think of what she had done to Zhu Feng last night.
His face suddenly turned red.
Zhu Feng said calmly, "Very good."
Arslan on the side kept looking at Nan Yan, his eyes flickering slightly.
Monk smiled and said, "It's good to have a good rest."
“…”
"Because today, we might be climbing that mountain over there."
“…”
"If I don't have good physical strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed into the distance.
Nan Yan also raised her head and looked at the mountains ahead that he was pointing to, and her face turned a little pale.
To be honest, her physical strength has been really poor these days, and she doesn't know why. It was Zhu Feng who was exerting all the effort when riding the horse, and she just had to lean obediently in his arms. She was not that kind of weak and sickly woman.
But I just can't muster the energy.
She rubbed her brows in annoyance. At this moment, Monk seemed to see her worry and bent down. "How are you? Are you okay?"
Nan Yan looked up at him and immediately said, "I'm fine."
Regardless, we've come this far.
Zhu Feng said that he would take himself back no matter what.
Moreover, now, only Monk has mastered the technique to determine his bloodline, and he happens to be the king of a country. It is indeed not every day that he can leave the palace and Kulun City and wander around on the grassland like he does now.
In other words, there is only this one chance.
Be sure to grasp it.
Seeing Monk bending down and looking at Nan Yan gently, Zhu Feng's face darkened slightly.
He said in a deep voice: "She's fine."
Monk smiled and said, "I am just worried about her."
"I am here."
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