Chapter 822 Princess Anping
The noisy sounds outside gradually faded away.
Zhu Feng originally frowned, intending to go out and kick Ye Zheng out if he got any louder, but fortunately, they were all far away.
Looking down, I saw Nan Yan sitting next to me with her head down, gently rocking the cradle beside the bed with one hand.
In the cradle, a pink and rosy baby was sleeping soundly with his mouth pouting.
This is the first princess of the Changping Dynasty.
She is also Zhu Feng's first daughter.
Princess Anping.
Giving her this title simply means that we hope she can live a peaceful life without any setbacks.
After all, her mother had suffered a lot.
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng looked at Nan Yan again. After only two days, she looked even more haggard. The little bit of energy she had managed to build up after being allowed to rest for a while was almost used up in these two days.
But Zhu Feng couldn't scold her.
I lost my grandmother, and then I lost—
Thinking of this, the unhealed wound in his heart seemed to be torn open again with blood.
He reached out and held Nan Yan's hand, stopping her from rocking the cradle.
He whispered, "Anping has fallen asleep."
“…”
"You don't have to shake it anymore."
“…”
"Get some sleep. You didn't sleep last night."
Nan Yan said softly: "I, I still want to see her."
"Nan Yan..."
Zhu Feng took a deep breath, grabbed her slender arm and moved her body towards him.
Now, you can see more clearly her red eyes, slightly swollen skin, and pointed chin.
He looks so haggard that it makes people feel distressed.
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a long time. He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
The two people just faced each other like this.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally sighed and said, "Don't think about it."
“…”
With just three words, tears began to roll down Nan Yan's eyes like beads with broken strings.
This was the first time he had advised her in the past few days.
It was also during these few days that he saw Nan Yan cry for the first time.
After waking up from her coma and calmly accepting everything, Nan Yan never cried again. She even stopped asking about the dead boy. But every night when the two of them slept in the same bed, Zhu Feng could feel that her quiet body was enduring torture.
Her heart was torn and bleeding.
But he didn't ask anyone for help.
This time, he finally saw her crying. Zhu Feng reached out and held her in his arms, letting her face rest on his chest. Soon, her tears wet his clothes, and he felt a wet and cold feeling on his chest.
Nan Yan sobbed and cried out: "Your Majesty..."
"Um."
"Why?"
“…”
"Why can't all our children survive?"
Zhu Feng's heart was also aching.
These days, he has not stopped asking questions, not only to himself, but also to God.
He longed for this son so much that he had planned his entire life before he was even born. He wanted him to be his crown prince and inherit the Great Yan Dynasty. He wanted to do everything to the best of his ability and pass on the prosperity he could create to this child.
But--
Unfortunately, it was this child who died.
Could it be that I did something wrong?
"Your Majesty, did I do something wrong, so God wants to punish me and take that child away?"
“…”
"If that's the case, why don't you take me with you?"
"Nan Yan!"
Hearing this, Zhu Feng's heart ached even more.
He held her tightly in his arms and said solemnly, "I forbid you to say such words!"
“…”
"It's fine for anyone to leave. Anyone can leave."
“…”
"But you can't!"
“…”
"Did you hear me? You can't go anywhere without my permission!"
Hearing his domineering words, Nan Yan was sad and moved. She cried so hard that she couldn't speak. She could only hug him tightly and try her best to vent all her grief.
In the end, she almost fainted from crying in his arms.
I don’t know how long it took before I slowly woke up.
Zhu Feng's chest was already wet with tears, and his wet clothes felt cold against his face.
However, behind the clothes was Zhu Feng's warm chest, which brought her a little warmth.
Nan Yan couldn't help but look up.
But he saw that Zhu Feng, who was holding him, had also fallen asleep.
He hasn't had a good time these past few days.
He accompanies her every day, but Nan Yan knows that he doesn't feel any better than she does.
He was looking forward to the arrival of this child more than himself.
Moreover, it was his choice not to ask the imperial physician to induce labor when he was just rescued, but to let himself recuperate.
If labor could be induced earlier, would the child not have died?
However, he would rather take such a risk than suffer any harm himself. This man has really done too much for him.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even get the prince he longed for.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan became even sadder.
It seemed that he felt the person in his arms trembling slightly. Zhu Feng, who was originally a light sleeper, frowned slightly at this time and opened his eyes again.
He lowered his head and met Nan Yan's eyes.
The two looked at each other for a while.
"emperor……"
"Nan Yan."
"Your Majesty, you—"
"Don't be sad anymore."
Originally, Nan Yan was still considering how to comfort him, but unexpectedly, it was Zhu Feng who spoke first.
When she said this, Nan Yan's eyes became hot again.
However, her tears could no longer flow, perhaps because they had all dried up just now. She could only sob and reach out to hug him.
Zhu Feng also hugged the little girl in his arms tightly. Now, she is already a mother of a child, but no matter what she has been through, she still likes to snuggle in his arms.
Because to her, I am the one who can protect her.
Zhu Feng said softly, "I know you are sad, and I am sad too."
“…”
"But no matter how sad it is, it has already happened."
“…”
"Perhaps, we should think positively. At least, at least God has given us this lovely daughter, Princess Anping. She is my first daughter, and I will take good care of her."
“…”
"As for—"
When the child was mentioned, both of them couldn't help but tremble.
Zhu Feng's voice was a little hoarse, but he still sighed and said, "Perhaps, this is God's will. Since God has let him go, we should not think too much about it."
“…”
"You are still young, we still have a chance."
“…”
"Just let that child leave peacefully and without any worries."
“…”
Nan Yan didn't say anything, but just buried her face in his arms.
I don't know how long it took, but I nodded gently.
"Um."
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