Chapter 580 I will not retreat a single step!
That figure seemed to be——
Gu Tingchun.
How did she come to the imperial study?
Nan Yan stopped immediately, her mind a little confused for a moment.
Looking back on today, oh no, it was already yesterday, she knew very well what happened yesterday. It was Simulan who colluded with Concubine Kang Wu Wan, together with officials from the previous dynasty, to prevent her from being canonized.
Then, what about Gu Tingchun?
What role does she play in it?
Think about it, this place is the imperial study. If she hadn't been summoned by the emperor, she would definitely not have come here by herself. Of course, it is not ruled out that she would take the initiative to say something to the emperor.
So - what did she say to the emperor?
Nan Yan thought about it and decided to continue walking forward.
Just as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw another person walking in.
It’s Jian Ruocheng.
The dim light behind him made his face look haggard. When he saw Nan Yan, he was stunned for a moment: "You——"
"Lord Jane."
Nan Yan spoke softly and bowed to him.
Jian Ruocheng hurriedly walked up to her and looked down at her.
His eyes seemed gentle and concerned.
There was even a bit of indescribable pity.
However, all his emotions were only in his eyes. When he spoke, he coughed lightly to make his voice sound calmer: "You, are here."
"Yes, I want to see the emperor."
"Okay, I'll pass it on to you."
After saying that, he was about to turn around and walk inside, but just as he turned around, he thought about it and turned back to look at her.
Nan Yan also looked up at him.
The two people looked at each other in silence for only a short while.
But for some reason, it seemed like a long time had passed.
Jian Ruocheng said softly, "Don't be afraid."
After saying that, he turned and walked in.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment. In fact, she had not thought about getting any comfort from others, but Jian Ruocheng's two short words seemed to give her infinite strength.
She stood at the door of the imperial study, and for a moment, she didn't feel cold or tired at all.
After a while, the door of the imperial study opened again.
This time, Jian Ruocheng, Ye Zheng, He Yi and the others all came out.
Several people saw Nan Yan. Although there was no expression on their faces, they all nodded at her. Nan Yan also saluted them and walked in.
Zhu Feng was the only one in the imperial study.
He sat behind the desk, with only a candlelight left on the desk, illuminating his stern face and the letter he had placed on the desk.
Nan Yan's heart sank.
She walked in and closed the door.
He walked gently to the table.
At this time, Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at her.
Those deep eyes showed a hint of red in the candlelight. Nan Yan looked carefully and found that his eyes were full of bloodshot.
Too tired.
She whispered, "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Feng asked, "Do you know that you are from the Neng Kingdom?"
“…”
These words were like a gust of cold wind, sweeping away the last bit of warmth in her heart.
Nan Yan shuddered subconsciously.
But she gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and whispered, "I don't know."
“…”
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while.
Then he said, "Do you know what is written in this letter?"
She still shook her head: "I don't know."
Zhu Feng picked up a corner of the letter and handed it to her.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and hurried forward to take the letter.
It was a piece of slightly yellowed letter paper, but because no one had ever read it, the paper still looked very new and clean. There were only a few lines of words on it. You could tell from the handwriting that it was the same as some of the letters left by my father and Si Zhongwen.
Nan Yan lowered her head and read carefully.
Southern Tobacco:
By the time you see this letter, your father will no longer be alive.
In fact, I am not your father.
Back then, when I brought you, still a baby, back to Yan from Neng, your father was gravely injured, alone on the vast grasslands, almost powerless to continue. In despair, I saw a wisp of green smoke rising from the south, pointing the way for me and helping me escape my predicament.
So, I named you Nanyan.
I hope your life will also have such a direction.
No matter how confused you are in this world, there will always be a bright light guiding you in your heart.
Father word.
…
After reading it, Nan Yan was stunned for a long time.
Ever since she heard Wu Wan's words in front of Fengtian Hall and saw Si Mulan take out the letter, her heart has been shocked.
But--
This letter, this letter that caused huge waves in her life, was so calm and peaceful.
It just tells such a plain scene and such a plain fact.
For a moment, she was even a little dazed.
Si Zhongwen is not his father.
The Si family is not his home either.
Therefore, everything that you think you "own" does not actually belong to you.
Then who am I?
Where does it come from.
Where will we go in the future?
For a moment, she was like a ball of catkins in the wind, not knowing where she came from, and not daring to ask where she was going. She felt swaying and extremely empty.
At this moment, that heavy voice sounded in my ears again.
"Are you from Dang?"
This voice, so familiar and heavy, seemed to pull her back from the wind.
Nan Yan raised her head and saw Zhu Feng looking at her.
There was neither anger nor regret in those eyes; they were even calmer than ever before.
Nan Yan didn't know why he kept asking.
Obviously, I don't know more than him.
But she took a deep breath and said, "I don't know."
Zhu Feng stood up from his seat and slowly walked in front of her. His tall figure blocked the only light, and Nan Yan seemed to be trapped in darkness.
Only his voice was heard——
"What if you are?"
“…”
What if, I am?
She has asked herself this question thousands of times since she returned to Yiku Palace.
What if so?
If he really is from the country...
So, does everything that happened before no longer count?
Do all the words said, all the sweet memories, all the expectations for the future, no longer count?
Nan Yan looked up and looked into those deep eyes.
Zhu Feng was still staring at her without blinking.
"What will happen to you?"
“…”
"Do you know what you should do?"
For some reason, Nan Yan felt that he seemed to be forcing her.
Forcing yourself to answer this question is actually forcing yourself to face something.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly: "I am still me."
“…”
"What I love is still what I love."
“…”
"What I wanted is still what I want."
“…”
"I will not retreat, no matter what obstacles I face, I will not retreat a single step!"
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