Chapter 102 Don’t Let Me Hit You Again
A night passed.
Zhu Feng pushed open the door of Wuying Palace. The wind blew in from behind, and he saw the curtains fluttering slightly. Behind the curtains, on his wide bed, the young woman was still sleeping soundly on the pillow.
Her soft murmurs could be heard in the hall.
Zhu Feng walked over slowly. Just as he reached the bedside, he heard her mutter, "It hurts..."
“…”
“It hurts so much…”
Is talking in sleep.
Even in the dream, I cried out in pain.
He was silent for a while, then reached out to brush away a strand of hair from her forehead, and saw the pale little face underneath. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was still enduring pain. Her long eyelashes lightly covered her thin eyelids, making her look even more fragile.
I don't know where she got the courage from yesterday——
Thinking of this, he felt an inexplicable anger in his heart. In addition, he did not sleep well last night, which made him even more impatient, so he pinched her face hard.
With just this twist, his hand suddenly retracted as if it had touched a burning charcoal.
What are you doing?
At this time, Nan Yan, who was originally trapped in a nightmare and was tortured by pain, woke up. She opened her eyes and saw the tall figure in front of her.
She was still not fully conscious and could only mutter, "Who hit me?"
“…”
"Why did you hit me?"
She grumbled and complained, her cheeks burning, obviously from being beaten.
Zhu Feng's brows furrowed even tighter.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
“…”
"Do I have to hit you with my own hands?"
His firm voice completely woke Nan Yan from her half-sleep. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked carefully, and sure enough, it was the emperor standing in front of her.
She was so frightened that she hurriedly stood up: "Slave——"
Before she could finish her words, her buttocks began to burn with pain again, and she fell back on the bed.
A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she struggled with an ugly posture: "Your Majesty, this servant——"
"That's enough," Zhu Feng frowned at her miserable appearance and said impatiently, "You've been beaten like this, what else do you want to do? Just lie down here!"
“…”
"Lie down!"
"yes……"
She could only lie back down quietly.
It was only at this moment that I realized that I was actually sleeping on the bed in Wuying Palace!
This is where the emperor sleeps, isn’t that the dragon bed?
I actually slept on the dragon couch? !
She immediately broke out in a cold sweat again, not knowing what to say. Zhu Feng looked down at her for a moment before saying, "You don't have to be afraid. If you dare to take away the key to the Shangbao Division, you are not afraid of sleeping on my bed."
Nan Yan bit her lower lip and said, "I know I am guilty."
"Guilty, of course you are guilty!"
Zhu Feng couldn't help but glance at her as he spoke. Seeing her brows slightly furrowed in pain, he was silent for a moment before saying, "Why did you say that yesterday?"
Nan Yan raised her head and looked at him, saying softly, "Because—I dare to guess that the emperor does not want to issue that imperial decree."
"Why?"
"Because usually, the emperor would draft the imperial edict first and have Ye Zheng deliver it to the Imperial Treasures Department, but yesterday, he asked me to bring the imperial seal to the Imperial Garden."
“…”
"I think the emperor has other intentions, so——"
As she spoke, she glanced at Zhu Feng carefully and lowered her head: "This is all due to my boldness. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
“…”
Zhu Feng didn't speak immediately. He just frowned and looked at her for a while before saying, "Where did you drop the key?"
"In the drawer of the Shangbao Division."
“…”
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "From now on, keep a close eye on the key."
“…”
"Don't lose it again, and don't let me hit you again."
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