Chapter 94 Who cares, who knows
Nan Yan said: "Xiao Yu, actually Yun Ting she——"
"That's enough," Ran Xiaoyu interrupted her coldly, "There's no point in talking to people like her. But you, don't you care at all?"
Nan Yan was a little surprised: "Me? What do I care about?"
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her for a while and said lightly: "Forget it, whoever feels sorry for her will know."
“…”
Nan Yan watched her coldly walk to the side and sit down, as if she was not going to pay any attention to her, and was stunned for a moment.
Whoever feels the pain knows it.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her chest—of course.
It seemed that just now, when she saw Xia Yunting walk in, she also felt a little pain. Of course, it was not particularly painful.
Like, ants biting.
Although she has already gotten used to it these days, she has tried her best to convince herself not to think about it anymore.
But this almost imperceptible pain always comes out when she is not alert.
But she thought that the pain would disappear soon.
At night, when she was about to rest, Ye Zheng suddenly walked in from outside: "Nan Yan, the emperor wants you to come over to work the night shift."
Nan Yan was stunned: "Huh?"
It has been a while since she was promoted to the position of Shangbao female official and she has not been allowed to work night shifts.
She thought that she would be free from those sleepless nights from now on, so why did she suddenly get called over tonight?
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you really calling me?"
Ye Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "If I don't ask you to call someone, hurry up and pack up and follow me."
Nan Yan had no choice but to tidy herself up a bit and followed Ye Zheng under Ran Xiaoyu's thoughtful gaze. When they arrived outside the Wuying Palace, Ye Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty seems to have not slept well these days and is a little irritable. Be careful when serving him."
Nan Yan remembered how angry he was during the day and just nodded slightly.
Ye Zheng walked away.
Nan Yan walked to the door, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door of Wuying Palace.
As the door opened, another cold light flashed before my eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Looking closely, he saw Zhu Feng sitting beside the bed, carefully wiping his fine steel sword with a silk handkerchief. Just like in the past, he would carefully wipe the sword before falling asleep. Although he no longer had to fight enemies in battle after ascending the throne, every time he looked at the gleaming blade, he would be reminded of the days of war and battle.
Only at this time, Nan Yan would see a cluster of flames in his deep pupils.
Zhu Feng didn't even raise his head: "Close the door."
Nan Yan hurried in and closed the door.
After a while, Zhu Feng wiped the sword clean and sheathed it. He looked up at Nan Yan again and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you come over?"
Nan Yan walked over gently.
As always, he laid down on the bed and positioned himself on the edge.
The two people were only a few feet apart, and soon, his even breathing could be heard slowly coming in the dim light.
Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes behind the curtain.
He originally thought that after ascending the throne and fulfilling his long-cherished wish, he should be able to let go of everything in his heart, but that nightmare still haunted him.
So, he summoned Si Nanyan again.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little disappointing, especially when I thought about this afternoon when I clearly saw her figure outside, but in the end, she didn't come in.
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