Nan Yan was quiet for a while, then raised her head, and said softly: "Can the emperor promise my concubine not to go to the Seven Guards of Kanxi?"
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly.
But he said immediately: "Are you worried that there will be danger in that place?"
"..."
"Of course I also know that Kansai Qiwei is different from other places, especially Ye Zheng has not recovered Reyuewan, that place is indeed dangerous."
"..."
"However, I'm here."
Having said that, he is quite confident.
After all, the most difficult city of Beiping has survived so many years safely under his protection, and even now it has become the capital of the Yan Dynasty; even, he was able to break into the camp of the Yue Kingdom single-handedly. What kind of courage is there? Where are you afraid to go
"Besides—" Zhu Feng turned his head while talking, looked at the map on the table, and there was a little light in his deep eyes: "I have planned to go and have a look."
"..."
"If Leng Yuewan is a hard bone, then I want to chew on it."
"..."
Of course, there is no one who is always victorious in war, and he is not the kind of emperor raised in a greenhouse, thinking that he can win without fighting just by relying on the "power of the emperor". That place can be taken down very smoothly.
However, the desire for victory is something that people like him have.
When he said that, he naturally knew that Nanyan could understand him best.
However, when he was talking, Nan Yan kept her head down.
You can even see her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there are a few deep hanging stitches, each of which seems to hide a lot of troubles that are difficult to express.
Zhu Feng reached out and stroked her face gently.
Fortunately, the ground dragon was burning in the bedroom, even though she had stood there barefoot for an unknown amount of time, she did not catch a cold, and her cheeks felt a little hot on the contrary.
"What's wrong?"
he asks.
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak immediately, but the needle lines between her brows deepened a bit, and after struggling for a long time, she slowly raised her head to look at Zhu Feng, and said softly, "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
"You don't want to go to Kansai Qiwei, okay?"
"..."
This time, Zhu Feng frowned suddenly.
If it was just now, he would have thought that Nan Yan was only worried about his safety, but after he made it clear, Nan Yan still stopped him, and it seemed that things were not what he thought.
He said, "Why?"
"I-"
"You, why do you want to stop me?"
Having said that, Zhu Feng's tone became more serious.
It's not because Nanyan interfered with his plan. In fact, since Nanyan came to him, he has subtly influenced many things, big and small, and he is willing to be surrounded by this exquisite, transparent, gentle and kind woman. The influence of the little girl.
At least for now, the title of "tyrant" has not yet come to him.
However, preventing him from going to Kansai Qiwei—
This shouldn't be what she, Si Nanyan, should do.
Even if it has nothing to do with state affairs, even if no one in the world understands it, she, who copied that sachet and knows that it contains the most important benzoin, should understand the purpose of her trip.
Why should she stop it
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng fell silent.
The two of them were facing each other on the bed, and he could clearly see the trembling of Nan Yan's eyelashes from a short distance away, and the twinkle in her eyes couldn't be hidden from him at all.
(end of this chapter)