Chapter 2884 A Heavy Murderous Aura
"You really don't want Cheng Jun to inherit my kingdom?"
He asked this question very seriously.
Nan Yan also understood why he was so serious and solemn. Perhaps it was just as he said, this was the last chance for her and for himself.
Nan Yan said calmly, "Your Majesty, I have already made my decision. The current developments have only made me more resolute in my decision. Therefore, I will not change my attitude."
“…”
"Prince Wei should inherit the throne from the Emperor. Your Majesty does not need to hesitate any longer."
Hearing her say this, Zhu Feng took a deep breath.
In fact, when he woke up from his coma this time, especially after knowing what Zhu Chengxuan had done during the period when he was in a coma, he had already made up his mind. After he came back to report the matter, this determination became even stronger.
He just couldn't let go of some things.
After all, at the beginning, he only wanted this young woman in front of him to give birth to a son for him to inherit the Great Yan Dynasty.
Zhu Feng was quiet for a while, then said, "Nan Yan, I want to ask you something."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, are you going to ask me why I was so determined to choose Prince Wei and never fought for Cheng Jun?"
Zhu Feng said: "Yeah."
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"I know that throughout history, too many people have fallen before the throne. Even though everyone knows that whether it will bring blessing or disaster is unpredictable, there are still people who continue to take it. Why do you seem to have never been tempted by it?"
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“Is it as if there is a Buddha residing in your heart, free from greed, anger, and ignorance?”
Nan Yan burst out laughing.
She said, "What is the emperor talking about? How can I be a Buddha?"
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"To say I haven't thought about it at all is impossible. Your Majesty, do you still remember that not long after I was canonized, you told me that you hoped I would give birth to a son for you, so that he could inherit your throne?"
Zhu Feng nodded.
Nan Yan said: "At that time, I really thought so."
“…”
"I just didn't expect that the baby..."
When she mentioned this, her nose felt a little sore.
Speaking of which, so many years have passed and the fatal wound has long since healed, but she is a mother after all, and she can't suppress the bitterness and sadness when she mentions this.
Zhu Feng reached out and gently held her hand.
Feeling that familiar, rough hand, which already carried the same warmth as before, Nan Yan felt a little calmer. She sighed and said, "After that, a few more years were wasted. Although I gave birth to Cheng Jun, my feelings have changed."
“…”
"The King of Wei is the legitimate son, no matter what he does—"
Having said this, she glanced at Zhu Feng. Seeing a gloomy look in his eyes, she swallowed the rest of her words and said, "It is only natural for him to inherit the throne. The emperor may have been dissatisfied with his kindness in the past, but for the ministers of the world, this is orthodoxy and cannot be criticized."
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"And Cheng Jun...he is a bastard after all. If he were to inherit, regardless of what the King of Wei would do, how would the officials of the world agree?"
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“When people are dissatisfied, chaos will naturally arise.”
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"Your Majesty has finally achieved peace and order in his governance. Could he bear to cause further chaos over such a matter?"
“…”
"Speaking of the Emperor..."
Nan Yan shook his hand with her backhand and said seriously, "The Emperor is now in his prime, and the Prince of Wei is sensible. As the Emperor teaches him, he will learn. When the Emperor dies, he will be in his prime and inherit the throne. He will be able to keep everyone under control and maintain order."
“…”
"But what about Chengjun?"
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"Your Majesty, how long will it take for him to grow up and become a useful person?"
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"Let's not even talk about whether he can become a useful person by the time the emperor is old. The brother is strong and the younger is young. Is the emperor really not afraid of a quarrel between the brothers?"
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"Your Majesty should be aware of the lesson of King Wuling of Zhao."
Hearing this, Zhu Feng's serious face became even more gloomy.
Nan Yan said seriously, "I am not like what the emperor said, that I have Buddha in my heart and am free from greed, anger, and delusion. However, when I have such delusions, I still remember a saying: A gentleman will not pursue false reputation but suffer real disaster."
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"Your Majesty is determined to create a prosperous era, but you must not be careless about matters like this. A short prosperous era will leave behind not praise, but only sighs from the world."
After hearing her words, Zhu Feng took a deep breath.
He said to Nan Yan seriously, "Nan Yan..."
Nan Yan said, "Hmm?"
"Nan Yan..."
Hearing him calling her name over and over, Nan Yan knew that he was deeply moved, but it was difficult to express in words.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "What I fear most is that the emperor will always be hesitant on this matter."
“…”
"Now that it's settled, I can finally rest assured."
“…”
"This way, the Emperor can rest assured."
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while. Although he had a chest injury and could not hold her in his arms like he used to, their hands were clasped together, fingers interlocked. Nan Yan could clearly feel the warmth of his palms, burning and a little hot.
But the temperature of his chest was the same.
He said, "Okay, I understand."
“…”
"I will find a day to announce this matter. However, before that..."
At this point, Nan Yan felt his hand move - in fact, it shouldn't have moved, but the muscles in his hand were twitching slightly, or in other words, exerting force. Having followed him for so many years, Nan Yan knew very well that when Zhu Feng unconsciously exerted force on his hand like this, he had some plan in mind.
Or in other words... when you have the intention to kill.
But why should I have the intention to kill in this matter?
She subconsciously looked up at Zhu Feng, only to see a hint of gloom in his eyes again.
It seems that in the past two days, I often see such a gloom passing through his eyes.
What is he thinking?
She whispered, "Your Majesty...?"
Zhu Feng looked up at her, but quickly regained his composure and said, "Alright, I still have a lot of things to deal with here. You, go back and rest."
Nan Yan asked, "Why did the Emperor ask me to go back and rest again?"
Zhu Feng asked, "Why? Could it be that you're really addicted to listening to politics?"
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan naturally didn't dare to linger any longer.
So he immediately stood up and left.
But when she was leaving the imperial study, she looked back and saw Zhu Feng leaning on the couch. Although he was injured and looked like a sick tiger, he exuded a murderous aura that she had not seen for a long time.
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