Zhu Feng's breathing was suddenly suffocated.
That, is a dagger.
The people around were all startled, and the guard standing close saw that there was a sharp weapon in her hand, and immediately shouted in fright: "Be careful!"
"Someone wants to assassinate the emperor!"
"Protect the emperor!"
Those were about to come over to escort them immediately, but just as they rushed forward, Zhu Feng suddenly raised his hand and stopped them all.
Everyone looked at him in panic: "The emperor—"
"Back off!"
"But, the imperial concubine has a murder weapon in her hand."
"Back off!"
He shouted angrily, shocking everyone, even the flames beside him trembled.
And the flames fluttered, illuminating the panicked and terrified faces of everyone around, but it couldn't illuminate his face, and even his eyes were completely dark at this moment.
Keep an eye on the dagger.
He said solemnly: "What is this?"
"..."
Nan Yan smiled and looked up at him.
The firelight reflected in her eyes, but it illuminated her eyes very brightly, they had never been so clear and clear, she said calmly: "This is a dagger."
"I know it's a short sword, I'm asking—"
There was a lump in his throat.
Only then did I recall that just now I was really asking—"What is this?"
Of course he could see that it was a dagger, but for some reason, when he saw this dagger, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It was like being cut by a blunt knife.
Moreover, there seemed to be many blurred pictures flashing in his mind, but when he tried to see clearly, those pictures all disappeared again.
He could feel that this dagger was extraordinary.
It seems to have a great relationship with himself.
like-
He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and subconsciously wanted to cover his head with his hands, but he tried his best to control himself, his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the dagger for a long while, then said in a deep voice, "Where did it come from?" This kind of thing."
Nan Yan looked at him and smiled.
He really didn't remember.
Of course he doesn't remember.
This was given to her by him. He had accompanied them through countless hardships and obstacles. The relationship between him and her has been walking on the edge of a knife. Originally, he thought that they could overcome those difficulties hand in hand.
I didn't expect-
It's over here.
After laughing, Nan Yan said calmly: "Your Majesty, this is just a gift from my concubine. Does your Majesty have to find out the origin?"
Zhu Feng said with a sullen face: "How can a sharp weapon appear on a person in the palace? Shouldn't I ask clearly?"
"..."
Nan Yan tilted her head, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "That's right."
"..."
"This is a gift from someone else, let the concubine defend herself and protect herself."
"..."
"But now, the sender's mind has changed, so there's no need to keep this thing. Concubine Ning-"
As she spoke, she deliberately turned her head to look at Feng Qianyan, and said with a half-smile, "I probably need this."
Feng Qianyan's face darkened, and she gritted her teeth forcefully.
Pregnancy was originally a happy event, but Si Nanyan gave her a murder weapon as a gift, which was clearly a curse on herself; I really don't know if I can keep it.
Just when Feng Qianyan's heart was heavy and her palms were sweating coldly, Nan Yan smiled very relaxedly and threw the short sword in front of her.
"Concubine Ning, it's a mere gift, please accept it with a smile."
Feng Qianyan didn't accept it, and it didn't matter if he didn't.
(end of this chapter)