Chapter 3658 I Like You
Zhu Feng frowned when he heard this.
"What regret?"
Nan Yan said, "The Emperor must have had feelings for Xue Yun back then."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hand she was holding move, as if trying to shake her hand away, but Nan Yan immediately used some strength to hold it tightly. Zhu Feng was unable to move and turned around to glare at Nan Yan.
There was some anger in this look, as if he was offended, but it was not to the point of being angry at all.
He said, “Why are you asking these questions?”
Nan Yan simply reached out with both hands to wrap around his thin waist, and said with a half-coaxing smile: "I want to know."
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while and said, "So many years have passed. You've probably almost forgotten what I look like. Why do you still want to know this?"
Nan Yan said, "Even after so many years, what's the harm in talking about it?"
As she spoke, she smiled again and said, "Even if the emperor really had feelings for her, it doesn't matter. After so many years, I'm no longer jealous. Besides, didn't the emperor say that I was not allowed to be jealous?"
Zhu Feng asked, "If I allow you to be jealous, will you really be jealous?"
Nan Yan said, "I have long ceased to be jealous. In fact, I have never been jealous of her."
"Oh? Why?"
"To be honest, I've lived a much happier life than hers, much happier than many people in this world. If anyone is jealous, she should be jealous of me."
Zhu Feng sneered, "You're really not ashamed to say that. If you're really not jealous, then why are you asking this?"
Nan Yan said: "I just want to know why she makes the emperor fall in love with her."
These words made Zhu Feng's expression freeze, and his eyes flickered.
Nan Yan hugged him, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said softly, "Why is the emperor attracted to her?"
“…”
"She's pretty, but not that pretty; smart, but not that smart."
“…”
"She is gentle and kind... and has helped me a lot, but there are many people like her. Why her?"
“…”
"What's so good about her?"
Zhu Feng didn't answer her immediately. He just frowned slightly at her question, his eyes flickering as he recalled for a long time before he said softly, "She doesn't seem to be that good either. It's just—"
Nan Yan asked, “Just what?”
Zhu Feng turned around and glanced at her again. Seeing her intense gaze, that expression was completely different from the indifferent attitude he had just said, "It's okay to have feelings for her." He smiled faintly and said, "It's just that when I look at her, I always think of someone."
"who?"
"you."
Nan Yan was shocked: "Me?"
She wanted to say something immediately, but her lips opened and closed before she stopped. She looked at Zhu Feng with a complicated expression and was speechless for a moment.
Zhu Feng said: "Seeing her reminds me of you when you first came to my side."
“…”
"Pretty, but not that pretty. Smart, but not that smart."
Nan Yan subconsciously pouted and rolled her eyes at him.
Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look at you, you're like this after just one or two words to me. You're not even close to the way you were when you first came to my side."
Nan Yan asked, "Then, what was I like at that time?"
Zhu Feng smiled, his eyes gentle and filled with nostalgia, and said, "You always look trembling, as if a leaf falling on your head would scare you to death, but you have big plans in your heart. You are obviously afraid of death, cautious and careful with me, but you always say and do what you should say, and no matter what you encounter, you never change your mind."
Nan Yan's nose felt a little sour.
She whispered, "Then, when Xue Yun came, I was no longer like that?"
But after saying this, she seemed to come back to her senses immediately, smiled faintly, and said: "By the way, I am no longer like that."
She herself vaguely remembered that it should be the sixth year of Changping. She had been a noble concubine for five years. She was second only to the emperor in the harem and could make things go up and down with just a wave of her hand.
She even remembered the year when she was ordered by Zhu Feng to get rid of one of the newly entered court ladies named Zhao Nanfeng. When she was sitting in the Yiku Palace, she sent that girl from heaven to hell with just one sentence. Looking at those bright and young girls dressed in red and green, who were kneeling cautiously at her feet, and were in danger of their lives, she felt a little dazed - when she first went to Zhu Feng and looked at Wu Wan, Qin Ruolan and others, was she also like this, as if she was looking at gods in the sky.
Wu Wan, Qin Ruolan and others looked at her and wondered if they felt the same way.
Like looking at a sacrifice on the altar.
Of course, she is no longer the same as when she first entered the palace.
Zhu Feng said: "Who can always remain the same as they were in the past? Even I—"
Having said that, he couldn't help coughing several times in succession, and his thin body trembled slightly, disrupting Nan Yan's immersed thoughts. She hurriedly stood up, reached out and patted Zhu Feng's back to help him calm down.
After finally stopping his cough, Zhu Feng could be heard panting and smiling bitterly as he said, "I am no longer the same person I used to be."
Nan Yan rubbed his back and whispered thoughtfully, "Then why didn't the emperor keep her? At that time, she must have had feelings for the emperor. Brother Ye - Yan Ye hadn't come back at that time."
Zhu Feng didn't turn around either. Nan Yan listened to his breathing gradually become steady, and it seemed as if her thoughts had calmed down as well. After a long while, she heard him slowly say, "No matter how much I resemble you, I'm not you after all."
“……!”
Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.
But Zhu Feng's voice was still very soft, as if it was unintentional, yet every word was clear.
"You've changed. Of course, you're no longer the same person you were before."
“…”
"But, you've been by my side all these years. I don't know how you've changed. And which of your changes isn't because of me?"
Nan Yan pursed her lips, half smiling, and tapped Zhu Feng's shoulder twice with her chin. Then she said, "Then, Your Majesty, do you like my original appearance, or my changed appearance?"
Zhu Feng turned around and looked at her, narrowing his eyes slightly, with a half-smile on his face.
The two people have been supporting each other for so many years, and they are like one person. They have already understood each other's thoughts thoroughly.
This is a complete trap.
Zhu Feng said nothing, just looked at her and smiled.
Nan Yan also smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'm not angry."
Zhu Feng asked, "Do you think I'm afraid of you just because you're angry?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Since you are not afraid, just tell me. I want to know which look of mine the Emperor likes."
Zhu Feng looked at her for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly. Then he broke free from her hands, slowly turned around to face her, looked into her eyes steadily, and said, "Are you stupid?"
“…”
"I don't like you the way you are."
“…”
"I like you."
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