Chapter 726: How Many Times Have I Dreamed of You?
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Your 'cousin' sent you a letter, so you won't reply to him?"
“…”
Nan Yan didn't say anything, but looked at Zhu Feng cautiously.
She understood Zhu Feng's "small-mindedness" too well. Of course, she couldn't say it openly, but she had just said a few more words to Jian Ruocheng and was misunderstood by him. She was thrown into prison and almost died in prison.
So, she tries to be careful in these aspects.
Don't mess with this petty man.
Moreover, if the matter involves Monk, it is no longer a matter of "small-mindedness". He is the emperor of the Neng Kingdom, and his own concubine is the imperial concubine of the Yan Kingdom. Even if they are relatives, it is not reasonable for them to exchange letters like this.
This time, the letter sent by Munch via carrier pigeon had already surprised her.
What was even more surprising was that Zhu Feng actually asked her to reply.
This - this can't be fishing for her fish.
Nan Yan looked at Zhu Feng and didn't say anything for a long time.
Zhu Feng, however, looked at the pigeon on the table that kept cooing and pecking at the cake crumbs, and said, "Your cousin came to greet you so thoughtfully, and you didn't even say a word to him?"
“…”
Nan Yan thought for a while before she said softly, "Is it okay?"
"Why not?"
"But if it gets known, wouldn't that be considered a crime of liaison with a foreign country?"
"I am watching you personally, how can you have any secret dealings with foreign countries?"
"Watch it personally?"
Nan Yan tilted her head and looked at him: "Your Majesty, are you watching me write?"
Zhu Feng said, "You are so tired, but there is no need to worry."
"Why?"
"I can write it for you."
"ah?"
Nan Yan opened her confused eyes wide and saw Zhu Feng walk to the desk, directly took out a pen, ink and a piece of paper, cut the paper into small pieces, then picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.
Just put pen to paper, two or three times, and it's done.
Nan Yan stretched her neck to take a look. There were only four words on it:
Very good, don't worry.
Nan Yan said: "Just, just like that?"
Zhu Feng glanced at her and said, "How about this?"
“…”
"What else do you want to write?"
“…”
"Since we parted, I have recalled our meeting. How many times have I dreamt of you?"
Nan Yan was choked and almost coughed, and quickly waved her hands: "Of course not."
But, looking at the lonely words on the piece of paper, I thought, isn’t this too simple?
Although Munch's letter only contained a few words, it was his proactive greeting. Moreover, probably to avoid suspicion, he did not say anything else. Replying to him with these few words was really a bit perfunctory.
Zhu Feng said coldly: "That's enough."
After saying that, he rolled up the small piece of paper, reached out and grabbed the pigeon on the table, and stuffed the paper roll into the anklet.
Then he said, "Come out with me and release the pigeon."
"oh."
Nan Yan obediently followed him out of the room and came under the eaves.
Nan Yan took the pigeon from Zhu Feng's hand, stroked it gently, and said, "Be careful on your journey."
Then, raise your hands up.
The dove flapped its wings and immediately flew into the sky.
Late summer and early autumn.
The sky in the north is becoming clearer and higher, and the pigeons can be seen from far away.
Munch stood under the eaves.
It was as if a blessing had come to me. I saw the black dot in the sky from afar. It was slowly getting closer and closer. Sure enough, it was the gray pigeon.
The pigeon circled overhead and landed at his feet.
He smiled, bent down, picked up the pigeon, held it in his hand, turned around and walked back to his bedroom. Just at this time, King Arslan of Nanli asked for a meeting.
As soon as she saw the dove in his hand, she immediately asked, "Is this news from the west?"
"No, it's south."
"South?"
"Nanming County Princess."
When he heard that it was Nan Yan, Arslan's expression changed slightly.
He immediately said, "Has the Emperor sent her a message?"
"Um."
"Uh, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Monk's hands were white and soft. He gently stroked the pigeon's back to calm it down. Then he took the paper scroll from the ring on its foot and said, "I just wanted to ask her if she was okay."
“…”
"She's in that state on the beacon tower. I'm very worried."
“…”
"She must be pregnant with Zhu Feng's child."
Arslan nodded silently.
Although they were all grown men, they still understood this, especially when they saw Zhu Feng's furious expression, as if he wanted to tear to pieces anyone who stood in his way. Even the Beili King Ashige couldn't help but step aside.
Of course, they also understood a little.
But they didn't expect that Nan Yan was pregnant and was abducted to the Kingdom of Dang.
This road, such bumps -
Seeing Monk unfold the scroll, Arslan hurriedly asked, "How is she? Is she okay?"
Monk opened his eyes wide and looked at the words above.
After a while, he burst out laughing.
Arslan asked, "What's wrong?"
Monk smiled as he handed him the scroll and said, "It seems our cousin is doing fine. It's just that she's being kept under too strict control."
Arslan took it and looked at the four simple, almost perfunctory words on it, and immediately frowned.
"Is this Nan Yan's reply to you?"
"Obviously not."
Monk said, "You saw what happened to Nan Yan that day. Given her current condition, it's impossible for her to write such vigorous and powerful words. Furthermore, look at the handwriting; it clearly carries a murderous aura."
Arslan looked down again and saw that it was true.
so--
"It was written in person by the Emperor of Yan."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Monk couldn't help laughing.
However, there was no smile in those slender, soft eyes.
After laughing, he put the small piece of paper aside and turned to Arslan: "Prince Nanli is visiting the palace today. What's going on?"
Arslan sighed: "King Beili has been making a lot of noise these past few days."
“…”
"Although he's back, his ambitions are even greater than before."
Monk said: "Of course I know."
“…”
"This time, we went to the beacon tower to keep it a secret from him, but we didn't expect that even though we thought we had kept it a secret, he still found out."
Arslan asked, "How did he know?"
“…”
"This time, even Lord Mandu is clearly on our side."
"Lord Mandu is not on our side. He simply wants to find out whether Si Nanyan is really Princess Tana's daughter. As for the rest - perhaps, it depends on his future choices."
Monk thought for a moment and said, "This incident reminds us that there are still many spies in the palace that we haven't noticed. We must be careful."
Arslan nodded.
He said, "By the way, should we start taking action on what we prepared earlier?"
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