Chapter 2877 The Emperor to Concubine Yao...
"What's this?"
Someone dropped a handkerchief on the ground at his feet.
Xiao Shunzi, who was following him, immediately bent down to pick it up and handed it to him. Nan Yan also walked over to take a look. It was a silk handkerchief with a lifelike butterfly embroidered on the corner. It was obvious that it was used by the concubines in the palace.
Moreover, there were words written on the silk handkerchief.
At this time, a person kneeling beside him quickly turned around, leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. That was left by my concubine."
Zhu Feng glanced down.
Kneeling at his feet was a young and beautiful woman, dressed in mourning for the Imperial Concubine. However, a woman should look beautiful in mourning, and this plain white dress, with her eyes slightly red from crying, only made her young and beautiful face look even more charming.
"Is it yours?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down at the words on the handkerchief.
It turned out to be an elegy.
Zhu Feng asked, "Did you write this?"
"Yes. I wrote this for the Imperial Concubine."
“Why did you write this?”
"Since I entered the palace, I have been under the care of the Imperial Noble Consort. I originally wanted to be closer to her, but I didn't expect—"
At this point, she choked up and said, "I have no talent, so I can only use this elegy to express my sorrow and longing. I just don't know how it ended up at your door. I hope the emperor will forgive me."
“…”
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who are you?"
Nan Yan had been standing behind him, watching coldly. At this moment, she stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, she is the noble lady Yao Ying."
"Oh? Yao Ying?"
After hearing Nan Yan's words, Zhu Feng still stared at the woman in front of him.
"Are you the Concubine Yao who lives in Jingyixuan? You were the ones who found Pang Hu's body?"
Yao Ying said hurriedly, "Yes, it was the villain discovered by my personal maid Liu'er."
"Then you know that Liu'er jumped into a well and died today."
"I understand,"
Yao Ying said this, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly: "It is my fault for not taking good care of you. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
“…”
Zhu Feng didn't speak immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the eulogy written on the handkerchief. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "There's no need to punish you."
When Yao Ying heard this, she immediately raised her head and looked at Zhu Feng.
Since she was offering sacrifices to the Imperial Concubine in the Jiyan Hall, she naturally could not wear heavy makeup, but only lightly drawn eyebrows. But perhaps because she had just cried, the corners of her eyes were red, and her eyes were particularly bright. Coupled with her original youthful and beautiful appearance, it seemed that she would have a certain charm even with heavy makeup.
She said happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhu Feng didn't say anything.
However, Nan Yan stood beside him and saw him fold the handkerchief and put it into his sleeve.
Seeing this, the other concubines in the banquet hall couldn't help but frown, especially Concubine Xi and the others, who showed displeasure on their faces.
Zhu Feng said calmly, "Alright, continue doing your work."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
Yao Ying quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Farewell, Your Majesty."
Nan Yan looked back at her, said nothing, and turned away.
As soon as the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine left, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became a little strange. The people kneeling in the front couldn't help but say coldly, "How shameless! She actually seduced the Emperor in the Imperial Concubine's mourning hall. People are watching from heaven."
"Writing a eulogy is like getting the emperor's attention?"
"What is that?"
Yao Ying answered questions fluently in front of the emperor. Although she faced the criticism and contempt of the crowd, she was very calm. She still knelt in the same place with her back straight, as if the surrounding environment could not disturb her at all.
Ling Shansi on the side glanced at her cautiously.
Didn't dare to speak.
After Nan Yan followed Zhu Feng out of the Jiyan Hall, there was still a gloomy look on her face.
However, after walking only two steps, she saw Zhu Feng stop and put his hands on his chest. Nan Yan hurried forward and saw that he was frowning and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He immediately asked, "What's wrong with the emperor?"
“…”
Zhu Feng's face turned pale. He gasped for a moment before saying, "It hurts a little..."
Nan Yan hurriedly said, "Come here, help the emperor back to Yonghe Palace!"
Zhu Feng raised his hand and said, "No need. Please send me to the imperial study first."
Nan Yan frowned and said, "The Imperial Study? Is the Emperor still going to handle government affairs?"
Zhu Feng was speechless at this time and just nodded slightly.
Although Nan Yan didn't want him to do this, since Zhu Feng had already said so, she couldn't disobey the emperor. She could only have someone carry a rattan chair over and escort Zhu Feng to the imperial study. Fortunately, there was an inner room inside the imperial study, where the emperor could rest when he was tired of handling government affairs and reviewing memorials at night.
They immediately sent him there and made him lie down on the couch.
After a while, Wang Baizhi also followed.
He checked Zhu Feng's injuries, took his pulse, and then said, "The emperor's injuries are fine. However, his body hasn't fully recovered yet. The emperor shouldn't go out or overexert himself."
At this time, Zhu Feng leaned back on the couch and recovered after resting for a while.
He just said, "I know it myself."
Wang Baizhi saw that she couldn't persuade him anymore, so she didn't dare to persuade him any more.
He simply said, "Then, I will prescribe another medicine for Your Majesty to replenish Qi and blood, but...Your Majesty also needs more rest."
Zhu Feng waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Only then did Wang Baizhi retreat.
The people around were busy for a while, and when they saw that nothing happened to Zhu Feng, and that the imperial study room couldn't be too noisy to disturb the emperor's rest, everyone left.
Only Nan Yan remained beside the couch.
She wiped the sweat off Zhu Feng's forehead with a handkerchief and said softly, "Why doesn't the emperor go back and rest?"
Zhu Feng shook his head slightly.
He said, "Over the past few days, the court has accumulated a lot of things."
“…”
"I can rest, but the world will never rest for a single day."
Seeing him like this, Nan Yan knew that she could not persuade him, so she asked someone to bring over a cup of ginseng tea and said softly, "No matter what, the emperor's health is still very important."
Zhu Feng glanced at her and said, "I know."
After saying this, he raised his hand and pointed at the table across from him. Indeed, as he had said, it was already piled high with documents. He said, "Go, bring two of them here for me to see."
Nan Yan had no choice but to go and get two books.
It was a little hot in the room. After sitting for a while, Zhu Feng wanted to take off his coat. Nan Yan helped him undress. As soon as he took it off, Yao Ying's handkerchief fell to the ground.
Nan Yan bent down to pick it up.
She looked at the handkerchief, lost in thought for a moment.
After thinking for a moment, Nan Yan said softly, "The Emperor is talking to Concubine Yao..."
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