Zhu Feng walked slowly to the table and sat down.
There are still some documents on the table, I don’t know if they were sent by the court, or they were reported by the people he let out today, Nan Yan saw him open them one by one to read, and some even picked up a pen to review.
Although it was already dark, the stuffiness in the room did not get any better.
He reviewed several copies, and then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Seeing this, Nanyan hurriedly brought a fan over and fanned him gently.
There was a gust of cool wind, and I was immediately relieved.
Zhu Feng said without raising his head while writing, "I've learned so much today, what do you think?"
Nan Yan hesitated for a moment: "Servant—"
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Unless a person is an idiot, he will not have his own opinion on things."
"..."
Nan Yan glanced at him carefully. Along the way—since the two of them had a little unpleasantness in their words that time, Zhu Feng didn't criticize her any more. At this moment, he suddenly asked her opinion again. Out of his mind.
But after thinking about it, I still said honestly: "This important matter of the military and the country, I can't see anything, and I don't dare to have any opinions. It's just that I walked around this town for a while today, and this servant feels a little strange."
"It's strange."
"There was a war just a few days ago. It is reasonable to say that after the war, the people's livelihood should be in decline. However, the servants saw that the trade in this border area did not seem to be affected at all."
"..."
"Silk from the Yue Kingdom, as well as other things, are also sold as usual."
"..."
"It's really not like..."
When she said this, Zhu Feng just finished writing the last word. He slowly put down his pen and said, "It really doesn't look like it. It looks like he just finished the war."
Nan Yan said softly: "Yes."
"..."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then said to the door, "Come here."
Immediately, a servant walked in, and he handed all the letters he had written to that person, who immediately turned and left, and the door was closed again.
It was already very late at this time, Nan Yan said softly: "My lord, it's getting late, let's go to bed earlier."
"..."
Zhu Feng glanced at her and nodded.
Nan Yan went to the bed to make the bed for him first, and then went to fetch a basin of slightly cold hot water. Zhu Feng sat by the bed, looked at her busy back, and suddenly said: "You are with me today. Where else did Jian Ruocheng go?"
"I didn't go anywhere, just wandered around the street for a while."
"that is it?"
"Yes."
Not knowing why he asked this, Nan Yan glanced at him carefully.
Zhu Feng was also looking at her.
The light in the room was dim, but the darker the light, the sharper those deep eyes became. Nan Yan's heart trembled when he saw it, and even his hand that twisted the veil softened a bit.
She turned around hastily.
Why is he asking this
Could it be that he still has any worries about himself and Jian Ruocheng
She twisted the veil until it was moist, and walked forward to present it to Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, then reached out to take the veil, wiped it on his face a few times, and felt a little better. .
Nan Yan took the handkerchief, and was about to turn around and leave, but felt her hands sink.
Looking back, Zhu Feng hadn't let go of the hand holding the handkerchief.
She was puzzled for a while, and saw Zhu Feng lowered his head, staring at his wrist.