Chapter 1295 The feeling of being betrayed
Such rumors spread throughout Jinling.
Just after Zhu Feng completed the sacrificial ceremony, the originally clear sky became overcast again. When the carriage began to move towards the imperial city, a drizzle began to fall again.
Eunuch Yu had already prepared the clothes and carefully draped them over Zhu Feng's shoulders.
However, he still refused.
Eunuch Yu only said one sentence: "Every autumn rain brings a chill. Your Majesty, today is already the White Dew, it's unbearably cold."
“…”
It's so cold.
These four words made Zhu Feng frown slightly. He then looked at the clothes that Eunuch Yu had draped over his shoulders. He was silent for a while, but did not refuse. Instead, he reached out to hold them tighter.
The expression on his face became a little serious.
Eunuch Yu whispered, "Your Majesty, are you worried about something?"
“…”
Under normal circumstances, no one could ask the emperor this question, and what the emperor was thinking and worrying about could not be revealed to outsiders.
But today, when he asked this, Zhu Feng did not scold him for being too talkative. Somehow, he felt like there was a string pulling at his heart. Listening to the sound of the rain outside and feeling the coolness invading in waves, Zhu Feng's heart was aching.
After a long while, he said, "Let's go back first and talk about it later."
Eunuch Yu said, "Yes."
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The same cold rain also invaded the cold palace.
This dilapidated house was drafty on all sides, and the people living inside were miserable. In addition, Nan Yan's fever had not subsided, and with the gusts of cold wind, she soon developed a low fever and curled up in bed, shivering constantly.
His face was pale, his cheeks were flushed with a sickly color, and his eyes were unfocused.
Seeing her so weak, Ran Xiaoyu felt heartbroken.
Unfortunately, there are not enough quilts.
She thought for a long time, turned around and saw the bundle that she had thrown into the corner yesterday, the bundle that Feng Qianyan had sent her. After thinking about it, she could only hold her breath and walk over to pick it up, open it, and take out a few clothes.
She tidied it carefully.
Although the clothes were not new, they were still thick. Putting several pieces together to cover the body could be like a thin blanket that could barely keep out the cold.
Feeling a warmth on her body, Nan Yan opened her eyes.
He whispered, "Did she bring the clothes?"
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Yeah."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then smiled: "See, I said don't throw it away."
“…”
"You got so angry yesterday that you wanted to burn everything. If you had burned it, what would I cover myself with and wear today?"
"I just—I'm just mad."
Nan Yan smiled: "Of course it's good to have backbone, but at this moment, the most important thing is to survive. Only when you survive and live well, can your backbone be strong."
Ran Xiaoyu didn't say anything, and continued to take two pieces of clothes, shook them open and covered Nan Yan with them.
When she took out the fourth piece of clothing, Nan Yan, who was originally drowsy, took a look at it accidentally and her heart trembled: "Huh?"
Ran Xiaoyu asked, "My Lady, what's wrong?"
“…”
Nan Yan didn't say anything, just looked at the clothes in her hand.
It was a gray and white dress, like the clothes worn by the students in Zhujian Academy.
However, after Ran Xiaoyu shook out her clothes, she realized that it was not the same, it was just that the color and style were a little similar.
However, this similarity has already opened up a gap in Nan Yan's mood.
She lay on the bed and whispered, "Second Master Jian, I wonder how he is doing now."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her: "Madam, are you still thinking about him now?"
“…”
After a long silence, Nan Yan said bitterly, "How can I not think about it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the door clanged. Ran Xiaoyu turned around and saw that the wind had blown the door against the wall. She hurried over to close the door and returned to the bed.
But Nan Yan was looking at the clothes on the bed. Her eyes, which had been bright due to the fever, were now filled with tears and almost fell.
On that rainy night, she experienced the greatest pain in her life, and she also remembered the painful and reluctant look in Jian Ruocheng's eyes when he was taken away.
I don’t know how he is doing now. He suffered such a serious injury and I wonder if he has recovered.
Nan Yan said calmly, "I have nothing to ask for in my life now."
“…”
"I just hope he gets better."
Ran Xiaoyu said sadly: "My Lady..."
Her eyelids, which were already a little hot due to the low-grade fever, were now welling up with tears, which made her tremble slightly. Through her tearful eyes, she seemed to see Jian Ruocheng's determined eyes in the fire of Chong'en Tower that day. No matter how raged the fire demon was, he was always by her side to protect her.
Later, he was thrown into prison, but he never gave in.
I just don’t know who rescued him and what he looks like now.
Ran Xiaoyu looked at the tears in Nan Yan's eyes and suddenly said, "If the emperor had agreed to Elder Jian's request, would everything be different?"
“……!”
Hearing this, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.
As if sensing her heartbeat, even the sound of the wind outside became louder at this time.
She raised her head and looked at Ran Xiaoyu: "What did you say?"
"Back then, Elder Jian asked the Emperor to marry you. If you had married the Second Young Master Jian, would that be..."
“…”
Nan Yan looked at her in confusion and astonishment.
After a long time, I couldn't help laughing.
"Maybe."
At this moment, the wind outside became even louder, and the half-closed door was blown open, slamming heavily against the walls on both sides. Ran Xiaoyu frowned and hurried over to look outside. There was no one outside, only the gray rain curtain in front of her, giving people a feeling of suffocation and oppression.
She slammed the door shut.
When I returned to the bed, I saw Nan Yan looking at the gray and white dress in her hand.
There is a bit of loneliness and desolation in his eyes.
Ran Xiaoyu's words reminded her of many things in the past. It turned out that Jian Ruocheng's gaze had never changed since the beginning. It was just that at that time, her heart was completely on Zhu Feng, and she never noticed that there was such a gentle and focused pair of eyes behind her.
By the time she was kidnapped by Prince Ning, Jian Ruocheng clearly had too many opportunities.
But always, respect her.
He never thought of forcing her, even though this relationship brought him too much pain.
After a long silence, Nan Yan said softly, "But—a heart as precious as gold requires an equally precious and sincere response. If you can't do that, you'll be letting it down."
“…”
"I've already tasted the feeling of being let down."
“…”
"So, I don't want to let others down."
“…”
"So don't mention this matter anymore."
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