Chapter 3323 Don’t Blame Me
Zhu Feng said, "Actually, yesterday someone brought news that the Parthian Empire's special envoys were about to arrive. I've been counting the days, so I have to start preparing for this matter."
"That's it."
Nan Yan nodded hurriedly.
But she quickly calmed down, looked at Zhu Feng's pale face, and said softly, "If we want to prepare, we have to wait until things here are dealt with and the rain stops. Let's go back to Handongwei first."
Zhu Feng said: "Of course."
Nan Yan had hot water brought over for Zhu Feng to wash his face, then asked, "Your Majesty, would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Zhu Feng shook his head: "I slept for so long during the day, I don't want to sleep anymore."
Although he said so, Nan Yan could clearly see that his eyes were still full of bloodshot, and he must be very tired. But then she thought, the matter with the old uncle had not been dealt with yet, and if she let him lie there like this, he was afraid he would not be able to sleep.
So he sighed softly: "Then, Your Majesty, please rest for a while before going over."
"I'm fine."
Although he said so, he actually sat on the chair, and his chest, which was already a little thin, rose and fell slowly, as if he was breathing.
Then he stood up and said, "You accompany me there."
Nan Yan immediately took a piece of clothing and put it on him.
When they opened the tent and went out, it was still windy and rainy outside. It was late at night and the rain was heavy, giving people a feeling as if the severe winter was about to come. Nan Yan held the umbrella over Zhu Feng's head and could not help shivering. Zhu Feng reached out and held her. Xiao Shunzi, who was standing beside her, was about to come up to serve, but when he saw this scene, he bravely retreated.
The two of them seemed to be supporting and relying on each other as they slowly walked towards the old uncle's tent.
As soon as I entered, I felt a sense of dullness.
In the tent, the old prince was still lying unconscious on the bed. Chen Zixiao sat beside the bed and looked down at him, while He Yi stood aside. The three of them did not make a sound. The silence was like an invisible fortress they were defending.
But as soon as Zhu Feng came in, the silence was immediately broken. Both of them hurried forward and saluted: "Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite at this time.
Then he slowly walked to the bedside and glanced down at the old uncle, whose face was ashen. The feeling of decay slowly flowed out of his lying body. Zhu Feng couldn't help but frowned: "Today, he still hasn't woken up?"
He Yi said: "No."
"What medicine did you take?"
"I and the military doctor both prescribed medicine and prepared it, but the Taoist priest was unconscious and the medicine couldn't be taken."
Zhu Feng covered his mouth, coughed twice, then slowly sat down while holding onto the edge of the bed.
Nan Yan handed the umbrella to the attendant outside and followed him over. The three of them stood in a circle and looked at the old uncle and the emperor. They originally thought that the emperor just came to see how the old uncle was doing, but he sat there motionless, without saying a word or giving any orders. After a cup of tea, He Yi vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He thought for a moment, then stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, I and Lord Chen are here to guard you, so you don't have to worry. Your Majesty has been ill all day, and your health is more important. Your Majesty should go back and rest."
Chen Zixiao also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."
Zhu Feng remained seated motionless. After a while, he said, "You all may go down. I will stay here to watch over my uncle tonight."
Upon hearing this, both of them were shocked.
He Yi hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, this is inappropriate."
Chen Zixiao also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been sick during the day. If you still stay up all night here, how can your body bear it? Your Majesty must not do this. Father can't stand it either."
The implication is that letting the emperor keep watch in person would shorten the life of the old uncle.
Zhu Feng looked up at them.
He said calmly, "I am the true dragon emperor, and no evil spirit can invade me. I am here, and I will protect him. You don't have to worry."
His words directly contradicted Chen Zixiao's words.
He Yi was about to say something, but Nan Yan beside him said quietly, "My two lords, please stop trying to persuade me. Although my uncle has been a monk for many years, he is still the emperor's elder. This time, he helped the emperor destroy White Tiger City. The emperor guarded him for a night, which is considered to be his utmost dedication."
He Yi said: "My Lady——"
Nan Yan continued, "If you are worried about the emperor's health, I will accompany him tonight. If anything happens, I will take care of it."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the two of them were really speechless.
Nan Yan continued, "Well, Lord Chen has fought bloody battles all night and been busy all day. It's time for him to rest. Lord He Yi is also tired. You all should go down first. If anything happens, I will send someone to call you."
The two had no choice but to retreat.
Zhu Feng was still sitting by the bed, saying with a half-smile, "These two guys are difficult to deal with. If I came here alone, I'd probably have to throw something to get them away. But you, on the other hand, sent them off with just a few words."
Nan Yan said: "How could the emperor, who understands military tactics, not understand this? This is called using softness to overcome hardness."
As she spoke, she walked behind him and put her hand on Zhu Feng's shoulder.
Zhu Feng reached out and patted the back of her hand, saying, "But thank you for all the hard work. You've taken care of me all day, and now you have to stay up late with me tonight."
Nan Yan pushed him.
"Your Majesty, are you still telling me this?"
After saying this, she probably felt that doing so in front of an unconscious patient was a bit flirtatious and too unruly, so she immediately coughed lightly and put on a serious face. She looked at the old uncle's face again and said softly, "What should we do if my uncle can't wake up?"
Zhu Feng also looked down.
He looked serious and didn't say anything.
The night is always long.
In a long night like this, every moment seemed infinitely prolonged, making it even more unbearable. Nan Yan stayed up until the middle of the night, feeling somewhat exhausted and sitting in a chair nearby, her head gradually dozing off. Zhu Feng felt distressed seeing her like this, so he stood up and supported her shoulders, intending to let her go back to sleep for a while.
But just as he was about to speak, he heard a deep inhale coming from the quiet bed behind him.
Zhu Feng turned around immediately.
The old uncle, who had been unconscious for a day and a night, had a frown on his face, and his dry, cracked, pale lips were slightly opening and closing, as if he was gasping for breath, or as if he wanted to say something, but his weak body could not support him to make any sound.
Zhu Feng hurried over and whispered, "Uncle?"
The old uncle's eyes seemed to move slightly, and his lips trembled. Zhu Feng sensed that he had said something and quickly leaned closer to listen: "What are you going to say?"
"Don't blame me,"
A weak voice reached his ears.
The old uncle said, "Don't blame me."
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