Chapter 1463 A Sweet Dream
But even if she couldn't say it, Zhu Feng understood what she was going to say, and his face suddenly darkened.
"You're comparing her to yourself?!"
Nan Yan was stunned.
What this sentence means is...
Before she could fully recover, Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I still want to chop her up. Why, do you want to try it too?"
“…”
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then said softly, "That's not what I meant."
"snort!"
Zhu Feng stood up, walked to the table and sat down with his back facing her.
Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and slowly walked to his side. After hesitating for a long time, she didn't know what to say, so she could only walk aside, brew a cup of hot tea, and carefully hold it to his hand.
"emperor."
"snort!"
“…”
Nan Yan looked at him, feeling a bit helpless.
He was clearly the supreme ruler, the God of War King Yan, who once commanded thousands of troops and pacified the northern region for the Great Yan Dynasty. However, many times, he was stricter and more sinister than anyone else.
But for some reason, he would act like this in front of me.
It's like—
Like a naughty child.
Although this comparison is not correct, Nan Yan really can't find any other way to compare him at this moment.
This has always been the case, regardless of whether he has lost his memory or not.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's already sour heart was filled with an indescribable bitterness. He acted like this in front of her, but did he know what kind of past he had with her, and what kind of hatred existed between them?
If I knew, would everything still be the same as it is now?
If I really lead him to Yumen Pass...
Will all this disappear from now on?
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's nose felt a little sour, and she was at a loss holding the teacup. Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at her, and saw that she was holding the teacup silently, and her originally pale fingertips were slightly shivering.
Reach out and hold her hand.
"Still cold?"
“…”
Nan Yan looked down at him and shook her head gently.
Zhu Feng sighed, as if he couldn't do anything with her. He took the teacup and placed it on the table. Then he took her hand and asked her to sit next to him. He then said, "You...what do you want me to say to you so that you can stop having those messed up thoughts?"
Nan Yan lowered her head and said softly, "I don't mean anything else, I just feel a little pity for her."
“…”
"I went to the cold palace today and only brought some warm clothes to Qin Ruolan. I want to go again tomorrow and bring two pieces to Feng Shu as well."
Zhu Feng frowned and looked at her: "You——"
Nan Yan said softly, "I don't feel sorry for her. I want to rescue her. She deserves what she did."
“…”
"But he's already gone mad. He's truly pitiful. I have sympathy for him."
Hearing her say this, Zhu Feng's expression softened a little. He reached out and brushed off the strand of hair hanging from her ear, which had turned into water droplets from the snow foam. He said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No need, Ran Xiaoyu can just accompany me. Your Majesty should not go to such a dirty place."
"Um."
When the two of them talked about this, their tone softened.
Zhu Feng's hand stroked her hair and slowly touched her cheek. Nan Yan immediately felt the temperature of his palm, which was even hotter than when he held her hand just now.
Her face suddenly turned red.
She subconsciously lowered her eyelids, but could still feel Zhu Feng's fiery gaze on her. He said in a deep voice, "It's night now. Are you sleeping well?"
“…”
Nan Yan suddenly remembered that night when she lifted the quilt and let him sleep next to her.
My face suddenly became hot.
Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng naturally understood that she must have remembered what happened that night. Although several days had passed, that warm and sweet feeling seemed to still be in her heart.
Nan Yan almost buried her head in her arms and whispered, "Much better."
"Yeah?"
Zhu Feng looked at her, reached out and pinched her chin, which hadn't been rounded up in recent days, and said, "I came here today just to see if you're feeling better."
“…”
That being said, Zhu Feng didn’t do anything at night.
Nan Yan's body had not fully recovered yet, and he was also tired these days, so he just slept with her, holding the thin body that exuded a fragrant smell in his arms, and did not do anything else.
Zhu Feng slept well that night.
But he didn't know that Nan Yan hardly slept a wink that night.
Even with my eyes closed, I couldn't help but open them when I heard his even and long breathing next to me. In the dim light from the window, I looked at the familiar outline so close to me.
In the darkness, her eyes flickered.
The conflicting thoughts were like a tangled mess, entangled in her heart. Nan Yan sighed helplessly and silently.
Finally the next morning arrived.
Zhu Feng slept very well. It was a rare opportunity for him to have a good night's sleep after being busy these days.
When he opened his eyes, he heard the rustling sound of falling snow outside. The morning light was barely visible, but reflected on the white snow, it was still bright outside.
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Nan Yan in his arms.
The little girl was leaning in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, her eyelashes fluttering gently with her breathing.
Zhu Feng couldn't help it, so he lowered his head and pecked her on the forehead.
Nan Yan had just closed her eyes and dozed off when dawn was almost over. She immediately opened them and looked at him blankly, "Your Majesty..."
"woke up."
“…”
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "It's snowing outside."
"ah……"
Nan Yan slowly climbed up from his arms and looked towards the window.
When Aunt Tongyun and the others heard the noise, they came in to help them wash and dress. Because there was a court meeting today, Zhu Feng got dressed and was about to go there without even eating.
He walked to the door, turned back to look at Nan Yan, whose eyes were still a little red, and said, "It's snowing heavily outside. If it's too cold, go tomorrow."
Nan Yan said softly, "I'm not afraid."
"Let Ran Xiaoyu accompany you well."
"yes."
Zhu Feng then left.
Ran Xiaoyu was combing Nan Yan's hair. When she saw him leave, she whispered, "Did the queen tell the emperor about Feng Shu?"
"Yes. Naturally, the people in the cold palace will report it, so it's better to tell him directly."
"Too."
After a while, her hair was combed, and Ran Xiaoyu had prepared a few coats for Feng Shu in advance. The two of them held oil-paper umbrellas and walked out of the Yiku Palace towards the cold palace.
Following the same road we took yesterday, we soon saw the dilapidated house.
But today, the atmosphere is a little different.
As Nan Yan approached, she saw several maids guarding the place standing at the door with terrified expressions on their faces. Nan Yan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
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