Chapter 1181 Relics
After a while, they returned to the cold palace amid the sound of dripping rain.
When I reached the door, I saw it was half open.
Nan Yan frowned slightly, as if she sensed something. She walked forward and opened the door. She saw Zhu Feng sitting inside with a cup of tea in his hand.
Hearing them coming back, he said, "Where have you been?"
“…”
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then waved to Ran Xiaoyu, signaling her to leave. Then she walked in and bowed respectfully to Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, I just went out for some fresh air."
"oh?"
Zhu Feng glanced outside. The rain was still falling, weaving a dense rain curtain between the sky and the earth, making people feel a little breathless.
Nan Yan also subconsciously looked back and realized how bad her "excuse" was.
Another gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and her back was wet by the rain. The wind blew her bones so hard that she shivered and sneezed loudly.
Zhu Feng frowned and walked over immediately.
He reached out to hold her hand, only to find that his fingertips were cold. His other hand immediately came around and pulled her into his arms: "How can you not take care of yourself!"
“…”
Nan Yan was stunned and looked up at him.
But Zhu Feng half-carried her and walked forward, and soon he sat down beside the bed. There was a heater here, and with the rising green smoke, waves of warmth also came out. Immersed in such warmth, Nan Yan couldn't help but sneeze twice again.
Zhu Feng said, "You must have caught a cold."
After saying this, he stood up and asked someone to call the imperial physician.
Nan Yan was anxious and quickly reached out to grab his hand: "Your Majesty, there is no need. I am fine."
"You caught a cold, how can you be okay?"
"It's really nothing. How can I report it to the imperial physician just because I sneeze twice? If it gets out, people will say I'm frivolous."
Zhu Feng frowned again.
Nan Yan had only time to grab his fingers in a hurry, and she gently pulled them down. Although Zhu Feng could pull his hand out with a little force and ask someone to call the imperial physician, he was unable to get rid of it because she was pinching his fingers with her cold fingers.
How could this happen?
Moreover, this feeling is particularly familiar.
He was obviously the strongest one, full of brute force, but he was completely helpless against the kitten-like movements and strength of this woman.
He still sat down on the edge of the bed.
He reached out and smoothed the wet hair on Nan Yan's face behind her ears. Feeling that her cheek was still a little cold, he placed his warm palm on it.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, which was almost exactly the same as before, Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart again.
She whispered, "Your Majesty, do you want to know what I did just now?"
"Didn't you go out for some fresh air?"
"Actually, I'm going to—"
At this moment, the voice of Eunuch Yu came from the door, saying carefully: "Your Majesty, this servant has brought the things over."
Zhu Feng immediately turned around and said, "Well, come in then."
Something? What?
Nan Yan turned her head in surprise, only to see Eunuch Yu holding a tray covered with a layer of cloth. He walked in carefully and placed the tray on the table. It was obvious that the cloth was uneven, and it seemed that a lot of things were placed underneath.
Zhu Feng asked, "Is that all?"
Eunuch Yu lowered his head and replied, "These are the first batch of important items that have been sorted out. There are also some larger items that I'm afraid cannot be transported here for the time being."
Zhu Feng nodded: "Very good, you can go down first."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
Eunuch Yu didn't even raise his head, and didn't even look at Nan Yan during the whole process, and then he walked out.
After a while, his footsteps were heard as he walked away in the water outside.
Nan Yan looked at the tray, then saw Zhu Feng slowly stand up and walk over. He seemed to reach out and lift up the cloth. He stared at the thing on it in a daze and asked softly, "Your Majesty, what is that?"
Zhu Feng said, "Come and take a look."
Nan Yan followed him over.
As soon as I walked behind him, I saw many objects on the big tray on the table, including hairpins, bracelets, jade pendants, sachets, and even a pair of embroidered shoes that looked very gorgeous and exquisitely made.
Other things were fine, but when Nan Yan saw the pair of embroidered shoes, she immediately frowned.
She has been in the palace for so long and has become a noble concubine. Of course, she is very familiar with the shapes of some items in the palace. The shape of this pair of shoes is specially for the queen!
However, looking at the styles of these things, they are not fashionable at the moment and appear a bit old-fashioned. They are obviously not what Xu Miaoyin would use.
Nan Yan said softly: "Your Majesty, this is——"
Zhu Feng looked at these things with a complicated expression. After a long while, he slowly said, "These are all my mother's things."
“…”
Nan Yan's breath became heavier.
Let’s show you the Queen’s things first!
Zhu Feng’s——“Queen Mother”!
Although he had known for a long time that Empress Chen was obviously not his biological mother, Zhu Feng still stubbornly called her mother. Firstly, it was naturally because that was his "identity"; secondly, he also needed this "legitimate" identity.
Just like before he lost his memory, when he said that he was a daughter born out of wedlock, he inexplicably told him that he was a legitimate daughter.
This matter seemed to be a thorn in his heart no matter what time it happened.
Nan Yan whispered, "Where did the emperor find these things?"
"There are some things dedicated to my mother at the imperial mausoleum. I asked them to pick up some important things and bring them here. I want to see them."
"have a look?"
Nan Yan couldn't help but frown: "What are you looking at?"
This question is actually a waste of time.
What else can I see?
Since Zhu Xuan had made it so clear that night, Zhu Feng no longer needed the identity of being a "legitimate child", but as a human being, he also wanted to find out about his own background, who gave birth to him, and who raised him.
But there are too few other clues.
He could only find clues from some relics left by the late Queen Chen.
Nan Yan looked down at the items on the tray. They were quite old, and just a glance at them made her feel the relentless passage of time. She reached out and picked up the sachet, examining it. She found the workmanship to be exquisite. Although the pattern was old, it was clear that the person who made it was a skilled craftsman.
Nan Yan sighed softly, "Although my mother is the queen, she is still so skillful in making these little things."
Zhu Feng also took a look.
But she frowned and murmured, "She seems to be unable to sew."
"What?"
"I don't remember clearly, but I vaguely feel that she doesn't seem to be able to sew."
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