Chapter 815 Feeding the Great Nanli King
When Arslan left, he looked a little lonely.
Even when he stepped out of the door, he almost tripped over the threshold and staggered.
Then slowly walked away.
Ran Xiaoyu then returned to Nan Yan's side. Seeing her pale face and breathless appearance, she squatted down, touched her cold hand, and said softly, "Don't be sad, my lady."
Nan Yan said stubbornly: "I'm not sad."
“…”
"I just—"
Having said that, my voice couldn't help but become a little hoarse.
Ran Xiaoyu seemed to understand her current sadness. She carefully sat down beside Nan Yan on the couch and gently stroked her back to soothe her. Because of her martial arts training, like Zhu Feng, her body temperature was higher than others. With a little infusion of her inner essence, her palms were very warm.
Waves of warmth slowly seeped into her body from her palms.
Nan Yan took a deep breath, turned to look at her, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, you are still the best."
"My Lady."
"Well, I actually didn't trust them from the beginning. Only a fool would believe that a 'cousin' I hadn't seen for decades would be so kind to me. They are profit-driven. They recognized me as a relative, so they must have some self-interested agenda."
“…”
"But, seeing Munch write those letters one by one, I still felt a little moved."
“…”
"After all, no brother has ever cared for me like this since I was a child."
“…”
"I had clearly planned to be on guard against them, but I still failed to be on guard, failed to be on guard against these 'relatives'."
Ran Xiaoyu helped her lie back on the couch, took a thin blanket and covered her with it, and said softly: "Your Majesty is willing to believe them because you are kind. It is their own fault that they betrayed your trust."
Nan Yan smiled bitterly and murmured, "I thought I would really have family..."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her for a while, then said, "Don't you still have the emperor?"
“…”
"The Emperor still cares about the Empress."
Nan Yan blinked.
indeed.
Zhu Feng still cared about her. He did not fall in love with other women as she worried, but still fought for her.
Perhaps, in terms of blood relationship, it would be difficult for her to find that kind of warmth in her life, but Zhu Feng was her husband, and he was also a relative.
Also, the baby in my belly.
After they are born, they are still family members.
In the end, you will still find warmth.
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she said, "You are right. Besides, I still have you. You are so good to me, just like a family member."
Ran Xiaoyu said with a little guilt: "But, I failed to protect the queen well."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Don't blame yourself. The Emperor and I didn't anticipate what happened this time, so how can we blame you? Besides, we can't really let them steal the Emperor Gao's box. Otherwise, how will Yan Nation maintain its dignity?"
Ran Xiaoyu remained silent.
Nan Yan sighed deeply and said, "Right now, I just want to give birth to the baby safely and not have any more accidents happen."
Although, the matter of Duke Chengguo and Arslan has not been fully investigated.
But now, we can't find any evidence against them, and there is no way to get rid of Arslan first.
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Sure enough, the next day, Arslan said goodbye and left.
However, when he left, he took away the people that King Ashige of Beili had brought with him, except for Awu who could help Zhu Feng unlock the lock.
Because of her poor health, Nan Yan hadn't even stepped out of Yishoutang's gate in the past few days, and of course she didn't go to see him off.
She had only heard about this matter, and when Zhu Feng came to accompany her that night, she asked about it.
"Why return all the people to him?"
Zhu Feng extended his hand over the stove in the room, warming it while saying, "Those are from Yihuatang, so of course we have to return them to them."
“…”
"After all, the King of Beili was shot dead by me. This matter can be big or small."
“…”
"But I don't want to make things worse right now."
“…”
"So, give those men to him and have him go back and explain this matter. The King of Beili plotted evil and attempted to assassinate me, and was executed on the spot."
Nan Yan began to understand a little.
Zhu Feng is right.
After all, they killed the king of the Neng Kingdom. The subordinates of the King of Beili might cause trouble and ask the King of Nanli to go back.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He raised his head and said, "In this way, Arslan might be able to..."
"He'll take over King Beili's power," Zhu Feng continued, slowly adding, "including Yihuatang. He should be able to take over as well."
Nan Yan gasped: "Then, won't his power be much greater than before?"
"certainly."
"That--"
"That's something Monk should worry about."
“…”
Nan Yan now understood everything.
Although killing King Beili seems to be beneficial to both Monk and Arslan on the surface, power is a very subtle thing.
When a huge opponent is defeated, the next person to face may be his former teammates who shared the fruits of victory.
Come to think of it, didn’t the Emperor Gao turn against his former comrades-in-arms and start fighting for supreme power?
Zhu Feng did this on purpose to feed the King of Nanli.
Nan Yan couldn't help but ask, "Will it go smoothly?"
Zhu Feng warmed his already warm hands by the stove until even the slightest bit of coldness disappeared. Then he slowly walked back to the bed, sat down, and said, "An emperor would not allow someone with such great power to be around him."
“…”
"If I'm not mistaken, Monk should be using this time to eliminate the forces of the Beili King in the country."
“…”
"News will come back in a few days."
Nan Yan nodded.
At this moment, Zhu Feng's warm big hand stroked her belly, and the warm feeling went straight to her heart.
She sighed comfortably.
Zhu Feng's expression was somewhat solemn. He lowered his head to look at her big belly and said softly, "Have you felt any discomfort in the past two days?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "No. I just feel a little weak."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly.
Nan Yan was afraid that he would worry, so she hurriedly said, "Although I feel weak, my stomach is fine."
"Kid, did they kick you again?"
"Not really. The little fellow is very quiet."
Nan Yan also reached out and stroked her belly. She raised her head and said to Zhu Feng with a smile, "This is my first pregnancy. I didn't understand anything. Fortunately, I met such a sensible child."
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