She was sweating unconsciously.
Turning his head, he saw Zhu Feng lying on the bed with a book in one hand, covering half of his face.
And the exposed half of the face—
His eyes were fixed on the pages of the book, his lips were drawn into a line, and his whole face was serious.
Zhu Feng's appearance was originally heroic, plus he was born in the army, and he carried an aura of calmness and majesty. As long as he didn't smile, the atmosphere around him would be full of oppression that made it hard to breathe.
Seeing him like this, Nan Yan's heartbeat sank again, and she felt a little timid.
But, it has come to this point.
She bit her lower lip and walked over slowly: "Your Majesty."
"..."
"The concubine pays homage to the emperor."
He saluted him respectfully, but Zhu Feng didn't even lift his eyelids.
Still looking at the book in his hand.
The whole bedroom was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard.
Nan Yan took a deep breath, took another step forward, and approached Zhu Feng's side, and said softly to him: "Your Majesty, my concubine—"
Before she finished speaking, Zhu Feng suddenly said, "Yufu."
Originally thought that the concubine concubine was here, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief tonight, Eunuch Yu, who was planning to go to the side hall to rest, suddenly heard Zhu Feng calling him outside the door, and hurried in in fright: "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng said: "My light has been blocked."
"..."
"..."
Eunuch Yu looked up at Nan Yan.
Nan Yan was also taken aback by him, and when she looked back, she realized that she happened to block the light from the candlestick beside the bed.
She bit her lower lip and could only take a step back.
Eunuch Yu also stepped forward with a smile, and pretended to pick the wick of the candle with the tip of a needle to make the candle light brighter.
But Zhu Feng never raised his head from the beginning to the end.
Eunuch Yu took another cautious look at Nanyan.
He pouted at Zhu Feng.
Nan Yan stood still.
Just now, he was indeed blocking his light, as long as he said a word, he didn't talk to himself, but asked Eunuch Yu to come in...
It's clear that he doesn't want to see himself anymore.
Probably—he was really angry too.
In fact, you should be angry too.
Nan Yan knew that the best way to deal with an angry person was not to provoke him in anger for the time being, and to explain slowly by herself after his anger calmed down.
So she thought for a while, then said softly: "Since the emperor is busy, the concubine will leave first."
After speaking, he bowed to Zhu Feng.
When Eunuch Yu heard it, he immediately wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak easily, so he could only watch her turn and walk out.
However, as soon as he walked to the door, Zhu Feng who was lying on the bed suddenly spoke again.
I don't know if it was their illusion, but his voice was a little more eager than before—
"Yufu!"
Eunuch Yu hurriedly said to him, "Your servant is here."
Zhu Feng said: "How did you become the manager?"
"The emperor forgives me!"
"There are more and more irregularities in this palace."
"..."
"My bedroom, is it for people to come and leave whenever they want?!"
"..."
This time, Nan Yan, who had already reached the door and was about to step over the threshold, froze again.
She stopped.
Turning around, I saw Zhu Feng holding up the book in his hand, covering his entire face, and could only hear his cold voice with a little emotion.
"Still, my place has become the dirtiest place in the palace."
"..."
"What cats and dogs, send them all to my eyes!"
"...!"
(end of this chapter)