Zhu Feng asked, "Where is she?"
Xiao Shunzi lowered his head, as if he was afraid of provoking his anger, his voice became cautious, and he said: "After the imperial concubine returned to the palace, she didn't go back to Yikun Palace, but - she went to Leng Palace."
"What?"
When Zhu Feng heard this, his heart burst into anger.
"What is she going to the cold palace for?!"
"this… "
As soon as Xiao Shunzi heard that he was angry, she took a step back in fright, and said timidly: "Here, Yikun Palace has already been sealed. Before the imperial concubine was taken away by King Ning, she lived in Lenggong."
"..."
Hearing what he said, Zhu Feng suddenly felt that a bucket of cold water was poured on the anger in his heart, and it was extinguished in an instant.
He looked at the dark door again: "So inside—"
"It's been deserted for a long time."
After saying this, Xiao Shunzi glanced at him cautiously, for fear that he would remember something.
In fact, there are problems with this statement.
After all, since Zhu Feng just moved the capital and the incident happened at the Great Sacrificial Altar, the imperial concubine has never lived in the Yikun Palace here.
However, thinking about what happened before, Xiao Shunzi adjusted his words slightly.
Sure enough, Zhu Feng didn't notice this detail, but frowned.
After a moment of silence, he turned and walked to the other side.
Xiao Shunzi looked up and saw that this road was leading to the Leng Palace, he was slightly relieved and hurried to follow. However, as soon as he reached the door of the cold palace, Zhu Feng said, "You don't have to follow, just wait here."
"yes."
Xiao Shunzi raised his head and saw Zhu Feng's figure disappearing into the dark night ahead.
He sighed lightly.
The cold palace in Beiping, even if it is newly built, is still cold.
It was almost spring, but it was still very cold here. The snow in the corners had not been cleaned in time, and there was a bone-chilling chill. There was no sound at all in the huge palace.
Not even a little light.
However, Zhu Feng didn't need lighting at all, and walked on the dark road without any obstacles.
He is familiar with this road.
Once, in the chaos, I came here, walked through this corridor, walked through this path, and then—
Ahead, there is a faint light.
He stepped lightly, held his breath and walked forward.
In that cold little courtyard, the doors and windows were closed, and only a little candlelight was reflected through the window paper. Standing in the courtyard, Zhu Feng saw the slender figure in the room at a glance, sitting beside a solitary lamp.
Although I couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, the feeling of loneliness and pain seemed to soak into my heart all at once.
Zhu Feng's breathing became heavy.
Nanyan...
It turned out that at that time, even though I didn't know anything and my mind was in a mess, I still came here because I wanted to find her.
However, it was wrong.
He couldn't help but clenched his fists secretly.
At this time, another figure came up behind her, it was Ran Xiaoyu, who put a piece of clothing on her shoulders lightly, and said, "Your Majesty, let's go to bed earlier."
After a moment of silence in the room, a cold voice sounded.
"I can not sleep."
"The servant girl knows that the empress is feeling uncomfortable, but no matter what, she can't ignore her own body."
"I know," Nan Yan said, her voice gradually becoming a bit astringent: "I just—"
"..."
"Uncomfortable."
These two words, like a big stone, suddenly weighed on Zhu Feng's heart.
He clenched his fists, almost unable to bear the desire to rush in.
However, when a gust of cold wind blew over, he regained a trace of calm reason.
Even if you go in by yourself, what can you do
He looked at the slender shadow reflected by the window, obviously so weak, but also showing a stubbornness, even when facing himself, he did not back down.
What happened to Jane's family really broke her heart.
But why don't I-
At this time, Ran Xiaoyu was quiet for a long time, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, I have something I want to say to your Majesty."
"What?"
"Does your empress really think that Jane's belongs to the emperor—"
The atmosphere suddenly suffocated.
Before she finished speaking, Nan Yan said in a deep voice, "I don't want to hear it."
"Ma'am..."
"I'm tired, go down, I want to be alone for a while."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her hesitantly, but in the end she couldn't say anything, she could only give a little blessing, then turned around and opened the door and walked out.
In the yard, a cold wind blew.
Standing under the eaves, Ran Xiaoyu quietly looked at the small quiet courtyard, but left without saying anything.
After a while, a figure slowly walked out from the side.
He looked into the room again, but before he could see the thin shadow reflected on the window clearly, he heard a sudden sound.
Candle, extinguished.
Suddenly, the surroundings fell into darkness, and the silence was like a huge black hand, covering the world.
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The next day, Ran Xiaoyu opened the door of Nanyan's room early in the morning.
When he looked up, he was startled.
Nan Yan leaned against the bed, didn't even change her clothes, her face was haggard, and the corners of her eyes were red, obviously she hadn't slept all night!
She hurried over: "My lady, why-"
Nan Yan raised her head and glanced at her: "You're here."
She didn't seem to intend to say anything, so she got out of bed slowly by herself, but her body was already stiff because of sitting like this all night, and she almost fell when she got out of bed, but Ran Xiaoyu reached out to support her.
When I touched her hand, I found that her fingers were also cold.
Although the room is not as gorgeous and comfortable as in the Yikun Palace, with burning earth dragons and incense, but the people in the Leng Palace did not dare to neglect this special "Imperial Concubine Empress" because of the words from above, and specially prepared a room for her. There is a heater, and other bedding and hot water are also available.
But still, it couldn't warm her up.
Ran Xiaoyu thought for a while, then said softly: "Your Majesty, when the maid came here, I heard the news from outside, saying that for some reason, the Emperor is also ill."
"..."
"I heard that I didn't know where to stand all night, and I caught a cold."
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu glanced at her carefully, and said softly, "Does your empress know?"
Nanyan remained silent.
But in the breathing, there is obviously a trace of disorder.
How could she not know.
Last night was probably the longest night she had ever spent in her life. It was even longer than the long night of being imprisoned by Zhu Feng before the Battle of Beiping. Although there was no pain added to her body, just listening to the faint breathing sound outside the door made her suffer from torture.
However, she never got up and came out to take a look.
Seeing her sad gaze, Ran Xiaoyu seemed to understand something, and said softly, "Your Majesty?"
Nan Yan said: "Stop talking."