Nan Yan was silent for a while.
But slowly, he sat back by the window.
The cold moonlight shone on her face, making her eyes and expression a bit colder, she said calmly: "Okay, I understand. Xiaoyu, go down and rest."
"Ma'am—"
"Go down."
Seeing her like this, she planned to continue to wait. Ran Xiaoyu immediately regretted that she had told her what she had just seen, even if it made her wait with hope.
But now, Nan Yan's face gradually became a little pale, and her expression was so sad that even if she tried her best to pretend to be calm, she couldn't hide it.
In her heart, she must have begun to feel uncomfortable.
Ran Xiaoyu felt very angry, but she didn't know if she should be angry with herself or with whom.
After being silent for a long time, she could only exit slowly and close the door.
Then, he left silently.
Nan Yan continued to lie on the window sill, listening to Ran Xiaoyu's footsteps going away, and looking at the surrounding scenery that was gradually sinking into darkness, it seemed that her mood was also being swallowed by something at the moment.
But she still pulled herself together and looked outside.
However, perhaps because the expectation in her heart was swallowed, her already tired spirit became even more sleepy at this time. Looking at the darkness in front of her, listening to her lonely breathing and heartbeat, she gradually closed her eyes. eyes.
In the chaos, but couldn't help murmuring, and said what was in his heart——
"Are you really not coming?"
"..."
"But I'm still waiting for you..."
She muttered, her cheek resting on her arm, and she fell into a lethargic sleep.
But when she was confused and not quite awake, she felt a very warm and familiar breath approaching. She stopped for a while, as if she was listening to her whisper, and after a long while, she let out an angry and laughing voice. Sigh.
Then, a pair of hands reached out and hugged her.
Nan Yan felt as if she was flying through the clouds, there was a feeling of being suspended in the air, illusory and unreal, that feeling made her feel dangerous, when she subconsciously wanted to grab something, rely on something, she really leaned into something in the chest.
A warm and firm chest.
The slight ups and downs made her feel more real and reliable. She wanted to open her eyes subconsciously, but at this moment, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even lift her eyelids. She could only faintly feel tremors. Then, he was put on the soft bed.
A hand stretched out and gently brushed away the messy hair on her face.
Then, as if with a bit of reluctance, it lingered on her forehead, cheeks, earlobes, and even her lips.
When her lips were gently rubbed, Nan Yan subconsciously opened her lips and let out a low moan.
"Well-"
Immediately, the hand froze.
I also heard a very heavy panting, as if I was trying my best to suppress something, but there was a sense of urgency that could not be suppressed.
Nan Yan finally opened his eyes.
I saw a familiar face close in front of me.
Zhu Feng's two hands were propped on the bed, the sides of her body, so that he could barely support and cover her body, although at this time, he really didn't want to be so considerate.
You Qi had just walked down the steps when he saw her lying on the window sill and falling asleep.
The eyelashes are slightly raised, and the lips are slightly raised.
She was short of breath, as if she was a little uneasy, and she shrank slightly, as if she was experiencing some unspeakable pain.
Picking her up, when she walked to the bed in these few steps, she seemed to feel something, and she desperately got into her arms, and even scratched his neck with one hand.
Different, but even more itchy.
At this moment, seeing her below him, making that sweet moan, Zhu Feng only felt that he had been holding back his anger for a whole day, and at this moment he was almost unable to restrain himself.
I just want to wake her up fiercely, let her feel the impulse and heat in her body.
So, he bent down, wanting to get the sweetness on her lips first.
However, when she saw her open her eyes, the kiss that was about to fall stopped again.
Look at her quietly to see how she reacts.
But for a long time, there was no reaction at all.
Zhu Feng looked straight into her eyes, seeing the water vapor and mist inside, as if her soul was still trapped in confusion, unable to extricate herself.
After a while, I heard her ambiguous voice, softly said: "The emperor..."
"Um."
"Aren't you, aren't you coming?"
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned: "What did you say?"
"Didn't you go to Concubine Kang's?"
Nan Yan's sanity has not recovered at all, and she doesn't even have consciousness. Whether she is facing a real person or an illusion in a dream is just intuitive, and she vents her dissatisfaction in her heart.
"You hugged her and went to her place."
"..."
"Why are you still coming back?"
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned even tighter.
There is no doubt that someone has laid their own black material in front of her.
Just now, he did carry Concubine Feng Qianyan back to her Jianfu Palace. After all, she was there alone, her ankle was injured again, and she couldn't even stand up. It was impossible for him to turn a blind eye and let others carry her back.
Although, after entering the Jianfu Palace, he saw a very soft and comfortable bed inside, wine and some side dishes were prepared on the table, and there was even a faint sweet fragrance in the air, which made his heart feel more anxious a bit.
He is not unfamiliar with this method.
There are many more ways to invite concubines and concubines in the harem than this.
However, when he put down Feng Qianyan, he felt her soft little hands grabbing his skirt, and gently scratching his chest with her fingertips without any trace, which was indeed very seductive.
This situation is really hard for a man to refuse.
If he hadn't still thought about Nanyan in his heart, or was a person with an unstable heart, he might have stayed.
But when he came, he was "questioned" by her.
Zhu Feng frowned, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice, "Why, do you want me to stay there?"
"..."
"Don't you want me to come back?"
"..."
"If that's the case," his face darkened, and he made a gesture to get up: "Then I will go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before he even had time to support himself, Nan Yan stretched out two hands, wrapped his arms around his neck forcefully, pulled him down, and hugged him tightly.
This time, even Zhu Feng was stunned.
He opened his eyes wide, subconsciously wanting to struggle, but felt that those originally soft arms were holding him tightly at this moment, refusing to relax even a single bit.
Nanyan's voice rang in his ears—
"Don't go!"