Chapter 3656 Arrangement
Nan Yan reached out and took the handkerchief from Zhu Feng's hand. Without opening it, she threw it into the charcoal brazier beside her. Soon, the handkerchief stained with a glaring bloody red suddenly caught fire, and then quietly turned into a pool of ashes.
Zhu Feng glanced down, frowned slightly and said, "You got burned after just two days of use."
Nan Yan picked up a cup of warm water and rinsed his mouth with it. She said calmly, "Your Majesty has been frugal all his life. Could it be that he can't even afford a few handkerchiefs? Your Majesty, don't worry. I have plenty with me. They're not silk, but cloth handkerchiefs, worth very little."
Zhu Feng shook his head, but didn't say anything. He rinsed his mouth with saliva and then spit it into the small cup that Nan Yan brought over.
After doing all this, the redness on his face that had just been caused by coughing had faded, and his face became even paler. He looked listless and had no energy. He was about to lie down, but Nan Yan reached out and supported his back, letting him lean on her, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please don't sleep yet. Ying Shao will bring something here soon. Your Majesty, please eat something before you go to sleep."
Zhu Feng looked up at her.
Nan Yan said, "The Emperor asked for it himself, and when they delivered it, he fell asleep again. Isn't that a breach of trust?"
Zhu Feng sighed with a mixture of amusement and anger, and said, "You have so much to say."
Having said that, he couldn't insist on sleeping, so he had to force himself to sit up. The temporary marching tent built on the grassland was definitely not comparable to the environment of the palace. There was not even a place to sit. Nan Yan sat beside the bed and let him lean on her.
This scene has appeared countless times between the two people over the past few decades, but at that time, Nan Yan was mostly leaning on him.
But the current situation is completely reversed.
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng couldn't help but chuckle.
Nan Yan lowered her head: "What is your Majesty laughing at?"
Zhu Feng coughed lightly and said, "I'm thinking that I've become useless too."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan's brows immediately furrowed.
She knew Zhu Feng's temper. This man was very ruthless and would not tolerate others making mistakes, let alone himself. He had been upset because he had only shot Naqin to death with three arrows at the Great Wall Trench. Now that he had entered the heart of the grassland, the severe cold had made his condition worse. His health was getting worse day by day, and he was even weaker than Nan Yan, a woman. This feeling was probably not pleasant.
Therefore, Nan Yan has always been cautious, taking care of his health while not letting him feel weak.
But he didn't expect that he would say this himself.
Nan Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty..."
"You don't have to be nervous."
Before she could finish, Zhu Feng interrupted her calmly. He coughed twice, his thin back leaning against Nan Yan's. One could feel that he was so thin that it seemed as if his skeleton would be shaken apart by the coughing fits at any moment. However, he said calmly, "I know what's going on with me. There's no point in trying to appease me with these words."
Nan Yan frowned and was silent for a long time before she said, "Wait until the emperor drives Monk out of Mobei, and we return to the capital to recuperate properly. We will naturally recover."
Zhu Feng glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Of course."
I don’t know if it was because he was sick or something else, but the expression on his face seemed particularly gentle because of his weakness, and what he said seemed more like he was comforting Nan Yan.
Because of this, Nan Yan felt even worse.
Zhu Feng leaned against her. Perhaps the constant warmth from Nan Yan made him feel more comfortable. His breathing also slowed down. After a moment of silence, he said, "Our message should have been passed back to the capital. I just don't know when the prince will return."
Nan Yan said, "The Crown Prince has become more experienced in his work after these two years of experience. I don't think the disaster relief work will take him too long."
"That's good,"
Zhu Feng nodded: "He is different from me. He shouldn't wander around. Return to the capital as soon as possible so that the people he sent can pass on the message to him as soon as possible."
Nan Yan glanced at him and asked, "Did the Emperor convey any important message to Your Highness?"
Zhu Feng chuckled and said, "If it's important, why would you let an irrelevant person pass it to him?"
Nan Yan frowned slightly unconsciously.
Zhu Feng was silent for a while. He leaned on Nan Yan's shoulder and looked up at the low tent above his head, as if thinking about something. After a long time, he finally made up his mind and muttered, "Well, it's time." Then he slowly reached into his left sleeve and took out a small bright yellow scroll. Just by looking at the color, you can tell that it is the emperor's edict.
Nan Yan frowned: "Your Majesty, what is this——"
Zhu Feng did not answer her, but unfolded the scroll. There were a few lines of words written on it. Nan Yan only glanced at it and saw that it was about some personnel arrangements in the court. Judging from the handwriting, it was obviously not written before the expedition, because the handwriting was illegible and trembling in many places. It was obvious that he had entered the grassland and wrote it after feeling unwell.
Nan Yan was almost inseparable from him, and no one knew when he wrote this.
Nan Yan said: "Your Majesty!"
Zhu Feng still didn't answer her, instead continuing, "The cabinet is my subordinate. The Crown Prince's ways differ from mine, so I'm afraid that group of people will need to be replaced. Your uncle is already old. If he's smart, he'll step down after the Crown Prince ascends the throne, so he doesn't have to face my will."
Nan Yan's brows were furrowed.
Of course, she knew that Gu Tingqiu was the father-in-law of the prince and the uncle of her most favored concubine. This dual identity made him powerful and arrogant in the court. Therefore, after Gu Qiqing got married, Zhu Feng also deliberately suppressed him. It was not because he did not trust him or himself, but simply because he had to suppress the power of the foreign relatives. So Nan Yan did not say much.
Now that he said this, it was not surprising.
However, when Zhu Feng said this, it was clear that he was already making arrangements for his affairs after his death.
Nan Yan said in a deep voice, "These words are matters of the court. Your Majesty should go back and make the arrangements. I don't want to hear them."
Zhu Feng still ignored her and continued, "Crane Clothes...Crane Clothes are available."
“…”
"It's just that this person thinks too quickly and thinks too much. If we want to make good use of him, we'll have to put in some effort."
“…”
"This depends on the prince's own practice."
Nan Yan's expression became increasingly ugly, and she said coldly, "These have nothing to do with me. Your Majesty, there's no need to tell me."
Zhu Feng looked back at her and said with a smile, "This next one has something to do with you."
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