She turned her head and saw that familiar face right in front of her eyes.
"ah… "
Nan Yan's heart was so turbulent that she didn't even bother to think about what happened. Just seeing this face, the excitement and joy in her heart were enough to fill her whole heart and even her whole being.
Zhu Feng, Zhu Feng is by my side!
He is by his side.
Moreover, he appeared to protect himself when he was most critical!
At that moment, she thought she was dreaming, and felt that all of this was an illusion. She was afraid that it would disappear like smoke when she woke up, so she didn't dare to be alarmed easily.
But I didn't expect that when I woke up, everything turned out to be true.
She lay on the bed, not moving for a while, without making any movements, just staring at him blankly, as if that was enough.
However, the change in her breath was quickly felt by Zhu Feng, who was sleeping lightly.
He frowned slightly, then slowly opened his eyes.
The two looked at each other unexpectedly.
"ah… "
Nan Yan looked at him, wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word, and tried to speak out, but the stabbing pain in her throat made her feel unbearable.
"Um?"
Zhu Feng suddenly woke up.
He is a person who has experienced in the war, he has the ability to wake up from the dream at any time, and immediately pick up the sword to fight the enemy. At this time, he immediately came back to his senses, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't open your mouth, you are hurt."
"ah… "
"do not speak."
"..."
Nan Yan knew it herself, but she just saw him wake up, got excited and forgot about it.
She nodded obediently.
However, when he looked around, he was startled.
There were still many dried bloodstains on the ground and on the wall. Although the corpses were gone, she suddenly remembered what Zhu Feng did before she fell into a coma. Those people were all killed by him!
She looked at Zhu Feng again: "Ah..."
For some reason, although it was only a short voice, Zhu Feng seemed to understand what she was going to ask, as if he heard her heartbeat, and said calmly: "Don't worry."
"..."
"Those people, I cleaned them up."
"..."
"No one will hurt you again."
"..."
The last sentence made Nan Yan's heart warm again.
Of course she does.
It has been more than once, in the past in the camp of Yue State, in the deserted city of Tan State, and now, in this strange place again, every time he appeared by his side in time.
If he is not the emperor, I really have to doubt that he may be a divine general sent by heaven to my side.
Specialize in protecting yourself.
However, who has such a great ability, such a big ostentation, to make him a majestic emperor, such a protection
A smile appeared on Nan Yan's face.
It is in joy, but also with indescribable sweetness.
If Zhu Feng knew what he was thinking in his heart, he would pinch his face hard again and say the words she was used to - "I will strangle you to death".
However, just thinking about it like this caused a shock in her mind.
Suddenly recalling the last time the two of them met, it was already in the imperial city of Beiping, in the cold palace, Zhu Feng suddenly appeared in front of her and struck her.
Almost literally strangled her!
Now, he is—
Nan Yan only had this thought, and immediately raised her head to look at him, her eyes were full of doubts and inquiries, but Zhu Feng had already got up and walked out.
Nan Yan stretched out her hand to support the bedpost: "Oh?"
She wanted to get up, but when she moved, she found that her whole body was weak, and she was lying on the head of the bed, almost falling down.
After panting for a while, I saw Zhu Feng walking in from the outside again.
He held a bowl in his hand, steaming.
Seeing her lying on the head of the bed, she didn't say anything. She came over to help her up with one hand, and said, "I know you must be hungry. They also said before they left that your injury hasn't healed yet. Have porridge."
After speaking, he put the bowl in his hand in front of her.
Nan Yan looked down and was stunned.
Is it porridge in the bowl
This bowl is dark, with a lot of lumps, and exudes an indescribable burnt smell. Is it porridge
Nan Yan only glanced at it, sniffed it, and frowned.
Then he looked up at him, his eyes seemed to say: Are you kidding me
Seeing her expression, Zhu Feng looked at his "masterpiece" again, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said, "This is the porridge I made."
"..."
"You drink first and then talk."
After all, he is the emperor, and it is rare for him to be willing to wash his hands and make soup for others. He thought to himself, it is best not to refuse this woman without knowing what is good or bad.
And Nan Yan was also thinking about it in her heart.
Zhu Feng, wash your hands and make soup for yourself.
This, even if it is poisonous, you have to take a sip to express it.
So, she stretched out her hand obediently, but it was a pity that she had no strength in her body. As soon as she raised her hand and touched the edge of the bowl, it fell softly.
When Zhu Feng saw this situation, he frowned slightly.
To be honest, he didn't like caring for the sick.
He also doesn't like to see dying people. For him who has always been energetic, seeing people who are sick in bed makes him feel uncomfortable.
However, seeing her weak appearance, he didn't feel impatient.
It's just an unspeakable feeling of suffocation in my heart.
He let out a deep breath, helped the soft and boneless woman up, let her sit on the head of the bed, then scooped it up with a spoon, blew carefully, and brought it to her mouth.
"..."
Nan Yan raised her eyes to look at him, and there was a gleam of joy in her eyes again.
In a trance, it seems to have returned to the past.
The two of them were still very close and very sweet, but it seems that since Feng Shu began to be favored to a few days ago, they have not been this close for a long time.
Can't help but feel a little sour in my heart.
She didn't open her mouth for a while, Zhu Feng frowned again, but when she spoke, her voice was gentle: "Open your mouth and eat."
"..."
Nan Yan opened her mouth obediently and drank it.
I don't know how long the porridge has been boiled to become such a paste. It is bitter and thick. It is really unpalatable, but Nanyan doesn't know if she is seriously ill. The tip of her tongue tastes a little sweet in the bitter taste. .
She drank it down in one gulp.
Although it was burnt porridge, it was edible after all. Drinking it steamingly made her face a little bloody and her spirit improved a lot.
She raised her head and looked at Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng said: "Do you want more?"
"Ugh!"
This time, Nan Yan simply shook her head.
One bowl of such things is enough, who would dare to ask for more
Seeing her appearance, Zhu Feng regained some energy, so he put the bowl aside and said, "Okay, now you can tell me."
"Um?"
"Who are you?"
"...!?"
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him.