Chapter 29: Kicking the Quilt in a Dream
Regardless of whether what Ye Zheng said was true or false, what she had seen with her own eyes in the past few days was that Prince Yan was indeed a ruthless killer. Moreover, just now, she saw him put the sword next to his pillow.
What if I walk over and get killed by him in my dream?
Thinking of this, she slowly sat down again.
However, with that incident still on her mind, she couldn't just sit there and doze off like she had just now. The limp blanket lying on the ground felt like it was pressing down on her, and she knew that even though it was the hottest day of the year, it would still be cool at night.
If the King of Yan sleeps like this for a night, he won’t catch a cold and get sick tomorrow, right?
Thinking of this, she hesitated again, stood up with the help of the wall, and walked gently to the bed.
Zhu Feng was still fast asleep, his breathing was heavy, and his snoring was getting louder and louder, so loud that the candle flame on the candlestick beside the bed was trembling slightly.
Nan Yan couldn't help but think of yesterday in the Huagai Palace when he angrily scolded General Chen Fu. His voice was also so deep, and he even knocked the cups on the table down with one palm. Oh, and he also cut his hand when he was picking up the fragments.
Nan Yan couldn't help but raise her hand to look at the tiny scar on the tip of her ring finger. In fact, it didn't hurt anymore, but it was still a little itchy sometimes.
She sighed and walked up carefully.
This bed was probably temporarily moved from another palace courtyard. It was not very big. For a tall man like the Prince of Yan to sleep on it with his arms and legs spread wide, it seemed that there was not enough room for him. No wonder the quilt fell off while he was sleeping.
She bent down carefully, picked up a corner of the quilt and slowly covered Zhu Feng with it.
He was still snoring and sleeping soundly, unaware of anything.
Nan Yan looked down at him, couldn't help but smile, then turned around and prepared to leave quietly.
However, just as he turned around, he suddenly heard the person behind him seemed to move, and then there was the sound of something falling to the ground with a whoosh.
Looking back, Zhu Feng turned over and kicked the quilt under the bed again.
Nan Yan couldn't help but frowned——
"What?"
Is this a dream of killing people? Is this a dream of kicking the quilt?
However, when she picked up the quilt and prepared to cover Prince Yan again, she found that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. His handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and his thin lips were slightly open and closed, and he softly uttered two words: "No!"
“……!”
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide in surprise.
Prince Yan looks like this, like he's having a nightmare?
He was sweating profusely, as if someone was strangling him, and his breathing became short. Nan Yan felt that something was wrong with him, but did not dare to say anything. She could only take a fan and fan him gently.
Gusts of cool wind blew on Zhu Feng's face. Gradually, he seemed to feel much more comfortable, and the expression on his face relaxed.
Nan Yan didn't know why she wanted to laugh. She never thought that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, who was so brave and invincible on the battlefield, would have a nightmare and look so helpless.
Seeing that he had calmed down a lot, Nan Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Nan Yan was startled and turned around quickly.
Zhu Feng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.
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