Such rumors spread around Jinling.
And just after Zhu Feng completed the sacrificial ceremony, the originally clear sky was cloudy again, and when the carriage started to drive towards the imperial city, light rain started to fall again.
Eunuch Yu prepared the clothes long ago, and carefully put them on Zhu Feng's shoulders.
However, he still refused.
Eunuch Yu only said: "One autumn rain and one cold, Your Majesty, it's white dew today, but it can't be too cold."
"..."
It's freezing.
These four words made Zhu Feng frowned slightly, and then looked at the clothes that Eunuch Yu had draped over his shoulders. He was silent for a while, did not refuse, and stretched out his hands to close them.
The expression on his face became a little solemn.
Eunuch Yu said softly: "Your Majesty, are you worried about something?"
"..."
In normal times, no one would be able to ask the emperor like this, and what the emperor thought and worried about could not be explained to outsiders.
But today, he asked this question, but Zhu Feng didn't reprimand him for talking too much. For some reason, it was as if a thread was being pulled in his heart. Hearing the sound of the rain outside, he felt the coolness coming in waves. Zhu Feng My heart was pulled a little ache.
After a while, he said, "Let's go back and talk about it first."
Mr. Yu said fairly: "Yes."
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The same cold rain also invaded the cold palace.
This dilapidated house is ventilated on all sides, and the people living in it are miserable. In addition, Nanyan's fever has not subsided before, so the cold wind is blowing. After a while, she started to have a low-grade fever and curled up on the bed. trembling.
Pale face, sickly bright red cheeks, and slack eyes.
Seeing her so weak, Ran Xiaoyu's heart ached terribly.
Unfortunately, there were not enough quilts.
She thought for a long time, then turned her head and saw the bag that she had thrown into the corner yesterday, the bag that Feng Qianyan sent, after thinking about it, she could only hold back her anger and walked over to pick it up, opened it, and took out a few clothes.
She tidied it up carefully.
Although the clothes were not new, they were still thick, and if they were put together to cover the body, they could be regarded as a thin blanket, which could barely keep out the cold.
Feeling a warm feeling on her body, Nan Yan opened her eyes.
He said softly, "The clothes she brought?"
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Yes."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, then smiled: "Look, I said don't throw it away."
"..."
"When you got angry yesterday, you had to burn it all. If it really burned, what should I cover and wear today?"
"I'm just—just mad."
Nan Yan smiled: "Of course it is good to have a backbone, but at this moment, the most important thing is to let yourself live well. Only when you live and live well, can your backbone be strengthened."
Ran Xiaoyu didn't speak, and continued to take two pieces of clothes, and shook them off Nan Yan's body.
When she took out the fourth piece of clothing, Nan Yan, who was sleepy at first, glanced at it accidentally, and her heart trembled: "Huh?"
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak, just looked at the dress in her hand.
It was a gray and white dress, like the clothes of those students in Zhujian Academy.
However, after Ran Xiaoyu shook off the clothes, she realized that it was not, it was just that the color and style were a bit similar.
However, this similarity has already opened a gap in Nan Yan's mood.
She lay on the bed and said softly, "Second Young Master Jian, I don't know how he is doing now."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her: "Your Majesty, are you still thinking about him?"
"..."
After being silent for a while, Nanyan said bitterly: "How can you not want to?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the door slammed, and Ran Xiaoyu turned her head to see that the door was blown against the wall by the wind. She hurried over to close the door, and returned to the bed.
But seeing Nanyan looking at the clothes on the bed, her eyes, which were originally bright because of fever, now filled with tears again, almost falling down.
On that rainy night, she experienced the greatest pain in her life, and she also remembered Jian Ruocheng's painful, unwilling eyes when he was taken away.
I don't know how he is now, whether he has recovered from such a serious injury.
Nan Yan said lightly: "Now, I have nothing to ask for in my life."
"..."
"I just hope he's better."
Ran Xiaoyu said sadly: "Your Majesty..."
The eyelids that were originally hot due to a low-grade fever, tears welled up at this moment, making her tremble even more hotly. With tears in her eyes, she seemed to see Jian Ruocheng's firm eyes again that day in the Chong'en Pagoda fire. The fire demon is raging, and he is always by his side to protect himself.
Later, he was thrown into the sky prison, and he never surrendered.
I just don't know who rescued him, and what he will look like now.
Ran Xiaoyu looked at the tears in Nan Yan's eyes, and said suddenly: "If the emperor had agreed to Mr. Jian's request, would everything be different?"
"...!"
Hearing these words, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.
It seemed that she had sensed her heartbeat, and even the sound of the wind outside was louder at this time.
She raised her head and looked at Ran Xiaoyu: "What did you say?"
"At the beginning, Mrs. Jian asked the emperor to marry her, if at that time, you married the second son of Jian, wouldn't you—"
"..."
Nan Yan was a little dazed and looked at her in astonishment.
After a long time, I couldn't help laughing.
"Maybe."
At this moment, the wind outside became more noisy, and the doors that were originally hidden were blown open, and they hit the walls on both sides heavily. Ran Xiaoyu frowned, and hurried over to take a look outside. There was a person outside. Nothing, only the gray rain curtain in front of my eyes, giving people a sense of oppression that I can't breathe.
She slammed the door shut.
Going back to the bed, she saw Nan Yan looking at the gray and white dress in her hand.
There is a bit of loneliness in the eyes, but also a bit of bleakness.
Ran Xiaoyu's words reminded her of many things in the past. Jian Ruocheng's eyes had never changed since the beginning, but at that time, all her heart was on Zhu Feng, and she never noticed the behind him, and the There is such a pair of gentle and focused eyes.
When she was kidnapped by King Ning, Jian Ruocheng obviously had too many opportunities.
But always respect her.
He never thought of forcing her, even if this feeling brought him too much pain.
After being silent for a long time, Nan Yan said softly: "But - a heart like gold needs equally precious and sincere feelings to respond. If you can't do it, you will be let down."
"..."
"I have already tasted the taste of being let down."
"..."
"So I don't want to disappoint others."
"..."
"So don't mention this matter again."