Nan Yan stared at her, and slowly said: "Back then, you saw the painting I collected in Yikun Palace, you said, you have seen the person in the painting."
"..."
"Is this sentence true or false?"
"..."
When she said this, she saw Feng Shu's frantic eyes suddenly froze, as if something had been touched in her heart.
She slowly raised her head and looked at Nanyan.
Nan Yan also stared at her closely.
The eyes of the two kept flickering, and the room was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of the wind blowing the dead leaves off the trees and falling onto the snow.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Shu suddenly smiled again.
"hey-hey."
Her smile was different from just now, she seemed a little silly, her mouth parted to reveal her white teeth, but her eyes were inexplicably quiet.
She said, "What did I lie to you for?"
"..."
Nanyan took a deep breath.
Although Feng Shu is crazy now, her words are correct.
Indeed, she lied to her what to do.
There is no need for this at all.
She was sent into the palace by King Ning and the others just to seduce Zhu Feng with her body fragrance, to make the emperor make a wrong judgment, so that King Ning could take advantage of it, but, all of this, what she said to her irrelevant.
and-
She didn't want to make extra troubles by telling her those words to cause troubles.
Therefore, she said that she had seen Bowang Hou Siboyan in the painting at that time, it was true.
Therefore, Nan Yan's breathing became heavier than before, and said, "Then, can you tell me clearly when did you see him?"
"when?"
Feng Shu frowned again.
After she fell into madness, her sanity was originally chaotic, and it was not easy to be able to talk to people.
To remind her of what she once said, and what happened many years ago—
This is really, a bit difficult.
Seeing her frowning, Nan Yan tried her best to think, but after a long time, she couldn't think of anything.
Moreover, the more she thought about it, the more she had a headache, and the more she thought about it, the more painful it became. She even put her hands on her head and groaned uncomfortably: "I, I can't remember, I—"
"Fengshu!"
"I, when did I see him, I can't remember!"
The more she spoke, the more anxious she was, she grabbed Nan Yan with a pair of skinny hands, and said eagerly: "When did I meet him? I can't remember, I can't remember, will the emperor come to see me?"
Nan Yan was startled.
When the people outside heard Feng Shu's voice, they were worried that she would bump into the imperial concubine again, so they hurried to the door: "Your imperial concubine!"
Nan Yan only looked back at them, and immediately said, "It's okay."
"She didn't hurt the imperial concubine, did she?"
"Your Majesty, be careful."
Nan Yan immediately said: "I'm fine, you guys get out!"
"yes."
These people had no choice but to retreat again, and retreated to guard around the house.
Nan Yan took a deep breath, then lowered her head, looked at Feng Shu who was extremely flustered, thought for a while, and then said, "Do you still remember that you told Bengong that you were in your teens or twenties? I saw him years ago."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Shu became quiet again.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at Nanyan.
Muttered: "A dozen... twenty years ago?"
Nan Yan stared closely at her eyes, not letting go of any slight changes, and asked word by word: "What I want to ask you is—is it more than ten years ago, or twenty years ago? "
(end of this chapter)