She was still his imperial concubine, but she was no longer his Si Nanyan.
Zhu Feng felt that the blunt knife had torn his heart forcibly, the blood was dripping, the flesh was bloody, and the pain made his whole body twitch.
He had never been in such pain.
At first, after Nan Yan just gave him that look, she lowered her eyelids silently and didn't make any response, but gradually, she heard the sound of breathing getting heavier and heavier in her ears, and the sound of the room getting worse and worse. She felt something was wrong with the depressing breath.
He hurriedly raised his head, and met Zhu Feng's eyes.
His eyes were completely red.
However, unlike the bloodshot look he saw when he just woke up because he hadn't slept all night, at this moment, his eyes were reddened by himself.
His whole body was shaking!
Nan Yan's heart sank all of a sudden.
She woke up with a jerk—what am I talking about!
Obviously, she has made up her mind to play in front of him a Si Nanyan who is not much different from the past, to make him feel that she still loves him wholeheartedly, and let her believe in herself wholeheartedly.
Why…
Why at that moment, I completely forgot this original intention and said everything I wanted to say.
Even more frightening is—
Why did I stay in this side hall
Isn't it just to prevent him from falling into madness again, and to find a way to appease his emotions
But those words she said just now were clearly provoking him. Seeing that Zhu Feng's eyes were getting redder and his breath was already roaring like a wild beast, Nan Yan's heart shrank.
he-
At this moment, Zhu Feng slowly raised his hand.
Nan Yan's heart sank.
At this moment, her mind was completely awake, and a terrible memory also appeared in front of her eyes at this moment.
At the beginning, after the Great Sacrificial Altar incident, she learned that Zhu Feng might lose his memory in the cold palace, so she forced her way from the cold palace to the emperor's bedroom, and met the murderous Zhu Feng who was soaked in blood. At that time, he was In this way, he was almost in a state of madness.
At that time, he stretched out his hand to himself like this, and then—
Thinking of this, Nan Yan was so frightened that she suddenly closed her eyes.
"...!"
However, the expected severe pain did not come for a long time.
On the contrary, she felt a little warmth. At first, it was just coming from the air, as if something warm was approaching her; gradually, that warmth pressed onto her skin, and both cheeks were covered Caressing gently, the rough but warm touch made Nan Yan shudder.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide.
I saw Zhu Feng standing in front of her, his two arms, thick and powerful, stretched out towards her, and his two hands, rough and warm, were holding his face.
"...!"
Nan Yan was stunned.
he is-
She couldn't believe her eyes, and thought that all this was her own illusion, so she said in amazement: "You—"
"What should I do?"
Zhu Feng's eyes were red, and there was an unconscious twitch all over his body, as if some devil inside was struggling to tear his flesh apart and break free from the noise deep in his blood, but when he spoke, his voice was incomparably loud. Quiet.
It's just that in the hoarseness, there is a kind of weakness.
He said, "What should I do to make you feel better?"
(end of this chapter)