Zhu Feng teased his daughter for a while in Furongju, and dinner was delivered in time from the kitchen.
But I didn't expect the emperor to be here.
Everyone didn't know what to say for a while, especially after counting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, Zhu Feng frowned slightly. Seeing him like this, Nan Yan hurriedly said softly, "Your Majesty, don't misunderstand."
"Um?"
"Little monk Mingxin has been eating at my concubine's place for the past two days."
Following the rules of etiquette, Ming Xin could not sit at the imperial concubine's table, but he was her daughter's savior after all, and at such a young age, Nan Yan didn't bother with him. A few people eating at a table was lively and lively, which made her Very happy.
But the emperor is here, so—
Zhu Feng was quiet for a while, then looked back at Ming Xin who had been standing cautiously by the side, so well-behaved that he didn't even dare to take a breath, and said, "Sit on it."
"Young monk dare not."
"How dare you not listen to my words."
"No, I dare not."
"Then don't sit on it yet."
"… yes."
Ming Xin could only walk over and pull open the stool, and climb up by herself.
And Xin Ping, who was on the side, was already hungry, and at this time, he also skillfully reached out to Ran Xiaoyu, and Ran Xiaoyu hugged her to her own exclusive seat.
Then, Zhu Feng also sat down.
After sitting down, he looked up at Nan Yan and said, "Sit down."
"… yes."
Nan Yan obediently sat beside him.
The atmosphere was eerily eerie.
After all, Mingxin is not from the palace, he may not be very clear about the rules in the palace, you must know that ordinary people are not allowed to sit at the same table with the emperor, not to mention, Zhu Feng even let him sit before him.
Zhu Feng looked at the food on the table, and then said, "Add another pair of bowls and chopsticks."
The people in the imperial dining room hurried down.
After a while, Zhu Feng's bowls and chopsticks came.
Zhu Feng said, "Let's eat."
As soon as the words fell, Xin Ping immediately opened his mouth wide to Ran Xiaoyu who was beside him: "Again!"
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment: "What did she say?"
Nan Yan only said softly: "It's 'meat', she hasn't been able to get the word right yet."
Sure enough, seeing Ran Xiaoyu pick up a piece of soft stewed meat and put it into her mouth, Xiaoxin Ping happily chewed it, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Seeing her like this, before eating, I feel full of fragrance in my mouth.
Zhu Feng's eyes became more gentle, and the corners of his mouth even curled up a little. However, when he turned his head to look at the other side of the round table, he saw a small bald-headed Ming Xin standing in front of him with only a bowl of Bland vegetables and tofu.
Although the table was full of delicious dishes, the child ate very honestly, without even looking at the meat.
Feeling his gaze, Nanyan also took a look at Mingxin, and said softly, "He is a monk, so my concubine specially asked the kitchen to prepare vegetarian dishes for him."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, but then said to Ming Xin: "How can I only eat these when I am still growing up?"
Holding the bowl, Mingxin opened her eyes wide in horror: "But, the monk is a monk."
"..."
Zhu Feng thought for a while, then turned around and gave instructions to the people behind him. After a while, a bowl of tenderly stewed egg custard was served from the imperial dining room, with a little sesame oil on it. in front of the heart.
Zhu Feng said: "Eggs are considered vegetarian if they are not opened, so eat them."
Ming Xin was still a little ignorant, but he remembered that the great monks in the monastery had said that eggs were indeed not considered meat, but that the poor in the monastery had no money to buy eggs for him, so even if he was greedy, he would not ask for them.
So he said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After speaking, he took a bowl and ate a spoonful. The delicious taste made his eyes light up.
Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile too.
Nan Yan sat on the side, seeing the almost benevolent smile on his face, and felt warm in her heart. Look at this table, there are Zhu Feng, You Xinping, and a little boy.
Not only does it remind her of the child she lost here a year ago.
If at that time, I could keep that child, myself and him, would I be able to have both children and enjoy such family happiness
Thinking about it this way made my heart a little sour.
However, God is still very kind to her. Although so many things happened this year, Zhu Feng has forgotten all his past, he was robbed by King Ning, and his daughter almost fell into their hands, but after the storm, You can also sit and have a meal together.
Isn't this happiness
Thinking of this, she picked up a piece of meat and gently placed it in Zhu Feng's bowl.
Zhu Feng turned to look at her.
Nan Yan said softly: "The emperor also eats."
The two looked at each other. Although they didn't speak much, they seemed to have tasted everything at that moment. Zhu Feng nodded slightly: "Yeah."
A meal, quietly, but sweetly finished.
After a while, the sky became darker, and Ran Xiaoyu went down to rest with a bright heart and a careful mind.
The two people in the room suddenly became a little uneasy.
Especially Nanyan.
She took a careful look, Zhu Feng was still sitting on the couch, and had no intention of leaving at this time, so was she going to stay here tonight
But-
Is this really good
The two are already husband and wife, this kind of thing is normal for her, but what about Zhu Feng? He has completely forgotten the past, even before, he didn't even remember that he was his concubine, even if he knew it now, he just knew it.
That kind of feeling will not come back automatically just because you know it.
And doing Zhou Gong's rituals with a woman who has no feelings, such a thing...
Nan Yan's heart was in a mess.
After a while, I felt that I was looking for trouble, and if he really wanted it, I had no position not to give it.
However, there is always a little unspeakable feeling in my heart.
At this moment, Zhu Feng's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "What are you thinking?"
"I was thinking about you tonight—"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly came back to her senses and said what she was thinking directly. Nan Yan immediately bit her tongue and looked up nervously, only to see that Zhu Feng had already walked in front of her.
The tall figure cast a thick shadow on himself.
It was as if the whole person was covered by him.
Those eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light.
He said, "Tonight, what?"
"Today, tonight—"
Nan Yan's face couldn't help feeling hot for a while, she didn't even dare to meet his gaze, and lowered her head subconsciously.
But Zhu Feng looked at her, but involuntarily stretched out his hand and pinched her chin.
"What are you afraid of?"
"without-"
"I'm not afraid, why don't you dare to look at me?"
"No, no."
She bit her tongue and said this sentence, but she still didn't dare to look at him.
I just felt him leaning down, getting closer and closer to me, and even the breath full of his breath was blowing on my face.
It made her cheeks even hotter.
Nan Yan's hands were involuntarily under her body, and she grasped the corner of her clothes tightly.