Subconsciously, he closed his eyes.
Zhu Feng's lips were still attached to her eyelids, and then he whispered: "Go to sleep."
After saying this, he was still sitting on the edge of the couch, quietly guarding Nanyan. After a while, I felt that the little girl in my arms was breathing steadily and getting longer and longer, so I knew she was asleep, so I reached out and tucked the blanket back into her.
Then he got up and went out, closing the door gently.
Eunuch Yu, who was already outside to take a rest, saw him coming out, and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Why didn't your majesty take a rest?"
"snort!"
Zhu Feng only gave him a blank look.
Then, she left Yikun Palace with her hands behind her back, Aunt Tongyun and the others around her covered their mouths and smiled, sending the emperor respectfully to the gate of the palace.
Zhu Feng went all the way back to the imperial study.
He didn't start dealing with government affairs right away, but sat in a chair and took out the two sachets he just got from Nanyan.
The smell of one is already very weak.
And another, rich in aroma.
He smelled the very aggressive fragrance that was different from the Central Plains spices, and unconsciously, his thoughts drifted away.
It seems that the vast desert sea and endless wasteland have appeared before my eyes.
"The emperor...?"
Eunuch Yu's voice sounded in his ears, and when he raised his head, he saw Eunuch Yu coming up with hot tea and gently serving it in front of him: "The emperor seems to be in a trance these two days."
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm thinking about something."
"Is it Lord Ye's business?"
"..."
"Yesterday, didn't Master Ye send an urgent letter back from 800 li?"
Zhu Feng said: "His 800-mile rush was sent out a few days ago. Now I want to know what he is doing now."
"..."
"Besides, this is the first time he didn't give me a copy or news during the Chinese New Year."
"Well-"
Eunuch Yu also frowned.
Ye Zheng was brought out by Zhu Feng's hands. On the surface, it is a relationship between monarch and minister, but in fact, there is a kind of friendship closer than blood brothers.
Every year in the past, no matter whether he was with him or not, no matter where he went to do some important things, Ye Zheng would definitely get news back and ask him how he was.
For the first time, no.
Eunuch Yu also hesitated for a moment, and immediately said with a smile: "This time is different, Mr. Ye is deep in Kansai, and he has the heavy responsibility of guarding the Shazhou Guard. Inevitably, there will be things that cannot be considered.”
"..."
"Here, servant girl, let someone send a letter to say something about him."
"No need,"
Zhu Feng raised his hand and waved it.
Although his brows were stretched, a few lines of hanging needles were still deeply engraved on the center of his brows. He silently looked at the two sachets in his hand, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Wait for what happened to him Let’s talk about the result.”
"..."
"I also need a little time to prepare."
"Well-"
Eunuch Yu looked at the sachet in Zhu Feng's palm, and vaguely felt that the emperor seemed to have important matters to deal with, but such matters were naturally not something he could ask as a slave.
So, just stood quietly.
After a while, Zhu Feng held the sachet tightly in his hand, lowered his head and began to look through the documents on the table.
On the other side, Nan Yan slowly opened his eyes after Zhu Feng left. There was a slight daze in those eyes, but it wasn't completely blurred.
People don't know if she just fell asleep or just dozed off.
However, she has been lying on the couch without moving.
After a while, he reached into his arms and took out a small thing from his close-fitting purse——
sachet.
It was also a sachet, almost exactly the same as the old sachet that Zhu Feng took away.
This was what she found from the locked box in the old grandmother's room when she returned to Si's house in Jinling.
In fact, at the beginning, it was originally planned to hand over all these to Zhu Feng after the opening ceremony of the Chong'en Pagoda, and to make it clear to him that many things between them seemed to be inextricably entangled.
But now—
She couldn't tell him completely.
Like, she couldn't give herself completely to him like in the past.
As an emperor, his happiness and anger are just emotional ups and downs to him, but to him, it is a test of life and death.
How many times can she, Si Nanyan, endure it
At this moment, the door was pushed open by a thread.
It turned out that Ran Xiaoyu was standing at the door, probably worried about Nan Yan's mood, so she poked her head in to take a look, and saw Nan Yan lying on the couch in a trance with the sachet.
She walked in gently and knelt down on the edge of the couch.
"Ma'am..."
"..."
"Your Majesty, have you handed over the sachet of benzoin to the emperor?"
Nan Yan was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.
Ran Xiaoyu hesitated to speak.
Of course she also knew that it would be impossible not to show it at this time. After all, that stupid pig of Simulan had already said everything, how could the emperor ignore such important clues.
But-
"Then empress, did you tell the emperor about going to Yumen Pass?"
"..."
This time, Nanyan was silent for a longer time.
Still no response.
Ran Xiaoyu understood: "Madam, are you still hesitating?"
"..."
Nan Yan's throat choked slightly, then she looked up at her and said softly: "Xiaoyu, am I... useless?"
"Ma'am?"
"Even such a decision can't be made."
"..."
"Even if I don't think about my father, whether there is any deep hatred between me and him, why can't I be cruel to deal with him when he treats me like that?"
"..."
"I'm really useless, aren't I?"
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her haggard look, and knew that these days, although she was calm on the surface and was cared for by the emperor in every possible way, she was suffering in her heart.
Ran Xiaoyu said softly: "Your Majesty, don't say that."
"..."
"Your Majesty loved the emperor once, and she couldn't let go because that relationship was true; Your Majesty has suffered those grievances, and she has grievances in her heart, so naturally she has to repay."
"..."
"This is not a question of whether it is useful or not at all, but depends on how the individual chooses."
Hearing this sentence, Nan Yan was slightly taken aback, and turned to look at her.
She didn't expect that Ran Xiaoyu would say such a thing, which seemed to be different from her previous reckless temperament of retribution.
She murmured: "Xiaoyu..."
"No matter what the empress chooses, it is right."
"..."
"Slaves and servants will also accompany the empress."
"..."
Nan Yan looked at her, and after a long time, said slowly: "Then, what do you think I should choose?"
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