Chapter 3057 Is there a slight possibility that he is still alive?



Chapter 3057 Is there a slight possibility that he is still alive?

Behind her, Xu Shizong was coughing violently, shaking the whole house. He couldn't stop coughing. Xiaoman heard that the sound of his cough was not right and rushed over to support him. As Nan Yan walked outside, she heard Xiaoman shouting in fear: "Master, blood!"

Nan Yan stopped and looked back, only to see Xiaoman standing by the bed, holding Xu Shizong with one hand and wiping his mouth with a handkerchief in the other.

There was a bright red spot on the handkerchief!

Xu Shizong himself was probably startled, but he quickly calmed down and said breathlessly, "Don't make a fuss."

"Sir, blood! You, you vomited blood!"

"What's so strange about vomiting blood? The doctors who came to see me before all said that spotting is inevitable."

As he spoke, he fell back to the bedside, barely breathing. He glanced at the handkerchief stained red, closed his eyes, and said, as if unwilling to face it again, "I just didn't expect this day to come so soon."

Xiaoman's eyes turned red.

He quickly packed up the handkerchief and brought a cushion for Xu Shizong to lean on, making him sit more comfortably. Then he said, "Sir, I will go and get the doctor right away."

Xu Shizong shook his head: "No need."

"How can this be possible? Young Master, you've already seen blood, why don't you ask a doctor to come and see you?"

Xu Shizong coughed twice more, but he was probably frightened by the blood he'd coughed up, so he didn't dare to cough too hard. The pressure in his chest was so intense that it felt like he was about to break. He shook his head and said, "I've consulted so many doctors over the years, and they all said the same thing, prescribing the same exact dosage."

“…”

"It can be seen that their abilities only limit themselves to this."

“…”

"Forget it, just keep taking the prescription as long as it keeps you alive. It's okay as long as it lasts."

"Young Master..."

When Xiaoman heard him say this, tears were about to come out.

Nan Yan stood at the door, listened quietly for a while, said nothing, and turned back to her room.

However, she did not stay in her room for long. At noon, someone came from Wuying Palace to say that Zhu Chengjin invited her to have lunch.

Previously, the two of them had dinner together and parted on bad terms.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Chengjin still had such an appetite to invite her over for dinner. Nan Yan thought for a moment before taking Tingfu and Qingting with her. As they approached Wuying Hall, they discovered that the things Zhu Chengjin had placed there were being moved out one by one and transported to Jiaotai Hall on the other side.

Obviously, he was going to move there.

Nan Yan followed the route of those people and glanced towards Jiaotai Hall. Although it was only for a moment, everything that happened in Jiaotai Hall that night emerged in her mind.

Zhu Feng...how is he now?

Although he knew that it was impossible for him to get any news about him easily since he was in the enemy camp, but if there was any news, given Zhu Chengjin's character, he would definitely tell him the first time.

What happened to him?

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Nan Yan standing at the door in a daze, Zhu Chengjin also walked over. He followed her gaze towards Jiaotai Hall and immediately understood what was going on. He sneered and said, "Why, are you thinking about my uncle again?"

Nan Yan looked back at him, said nothing, and stepped over the threshold.

Just like before, there were more than a dozen bowls and plates on the table, all of which were filled with exquisite dishes, including delicacies from land and sea. The rich aroma made people's mouths water.

Nan Yan walked over and sat down.

Zhu Chengjin didn't mind her rudeness. He walked over to sit across from her and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you've been waiting for news from him these days."

Nan Yan raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Is there?"

Zhu Chengjin shook his head: "No."

“…”

"There's no news of him being alive. Even the people I left on the other side of the river couldn't find any evidence that he was still alive."

Nan Yan said calmly, "If you can't find it, you're incompetent. There's no need to tell me about this."

Zhu Chengjin smiled and said, "Why, you still don't want to admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"Admit it, he's dead."

“…”

"Have you been hoping until now that there's even a slight chance that he's still alive?"

Nan Yan looked at him with a sullen face and said nothing.

The uglier her expression became, the crazier Zhu Chengjin laughed. He said, "To be honest, not only you, but even I, even I, have been thinking, is there a slight possibility that he is still alive? Maybe Ran Xiaoyu failed to kill him, or maybe -"

When he said this, he suddenly came in front of Nan Yan, staring at her with his bloodshot eyes: "Ran Xiaoyu is lying to me."

Nan Yan didn't move.

But no matter how much she tried to control the expression on her face, her trembling pupils and flickering gaze could not hide her feelings after all.

Zhu Chengjin smiled and said, "But, today, can you still think so?"

“…”

"If he is really still alive, why is there still no news about him until now?"

“…”

"There's even no news of him gathering troops on the other side of the river."

“…”

"Except for Xu Shifeng who was still actively organizing his troops to prepare for the river crossing, there was no reaction from other prefectures and counties, as if he didn't exist at all, and the incident didn't even exist."

“…”

"Oh, yes, I remember now. He and you are traveling incognito this time."

“…”

"So, people in other prefectures and counties didn't even know the emperor had come to the south, let alone that he had died here. Even if his body was found in the future, I'm afraid they would just treat it as a lifeless corpse."

Nan Yan's face turned pale.

Zhu Chengjin, this madman, has this ability. Even though he only says some things, he can make people feel as if they have seen them with their own eyes.

Nan Yan felt cold all over at the thought of this possibility.

No, it won’t!

Zhu Feng is the Son of Heaven, he is the one destined by heaven. Even if, even if he really has to die one day, it is impossible for him to die in such a humiliating way.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Zhu Chengjin and said with red eyes: "You are dreaming."

Seeing that she was still so stubborn, Zhu Chengjin laughed again.

"Okay, okay, it's really you, the Imperial Concubine. You can still be so stubborn even at this time."

“…”

"If this is a dream I'm having, then let's consider that he may not be—he's not dead yet, but until now, he hasn't appeared."

“…”

"He neither crossed the river nor assembled an army on the other side."

“…”

"He allowed me to bring you back to Jinling without hesitation. He watched helplessly as all this happened without stopping it. Even now, he hasn't even tried to remedy the situation."

“…”

"Is this what you think he did while he was still alive?"

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