Zhu Feng frowned, looking at the woman who passed out at his feet.
I remember that she was still speaking generously in front of him before, as if she was not afraid of death, but when she opened the door, she saw her lying half dead at her feet.
what is this? Play dead? Or pretend to be weak and sympathetic
Zhu Feng had seen this kind of battle a lot, so he coldly kicked her with his toe.
He didn't move, and kicked again.
Still don't understand.
Really passed out
He frowned, and slowly squatted down. Seeing that pale little face was bluish-gray and breathing weakly, he realized that she wasn't pretending, so he ordered: "Carry her in."
A young man of medium build and handsome appearance stepped forward.
His name is Ye Zheng, he is an attendant who has been with King Yan since he was a child, and he is also a confidant of King Yan.
Just when he was about to reach out, Zhu Feng suddenly said, "No need."
He froze for a moment, and immediately took a step back.
Zhu Feng lowered his head and looked at the cloak on Si Nanyan's body. When he was unconscious, he still grasped the skirt with both hands, but a corner of the hem was inadvertently lifted up, revealing a section of his fair ankle.
He frowned, then stretched out his hand, and picked Nan Yan up from the ground.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zheng was dumbfounded.
He has been with King Yan for more than ten years, and he has only seen His Royal Highness King Yan kill decisively, and he has never seen him treat a stranger like this.
I can't see it wrong, right
Zhu Feng walked into the room with Si Nanyan in his arms, put him gently on the bed, and was about to get up, but felt his chest sink. When he looked down, he realized that Si Nanyan had reached out and grabbed his clothes at some point, dragging his clothes. He refused to let go.
He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Let go."
"..."
"Let go!"
It's useless to give orders to a comatose person, Si Nanyan clung to him tightly, his dry and chapped lips slightly opened and closed, and uttered a few weak whispers, which were barely audible.
Zhu Feng felt something was wrong, and asked, "Ye Zheng, let's see what's going on with her."
Ye Zheng rushed in to have a look, and immediately said: "His Royal Highness, she's - I'm afraid she's hungry."
"Hungry?"
Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment before he realized it.
He only asked people to find a place to lock her up, and didn't give any other explanation. It's been a mess outside these two days, and who else can take care of her
He frowned, and immediately said: "I'll send someone to bring food over right away."
Ye Zheng was taken aback for another moment, then he heard him say: "Why don't you go soon?"
"yes!"
As soon as Ye Zheng left, the room became quiet again.
Zhu Feng lowered his head, looking at the sickly face below him, he couldn't help but frowned again.
Didn't I obviously want to come - what's going on now
The food was delivered quickly, it was just some simple congee and vegetables, Ye Zheng was quite astute, knowing that people are extremely hungry and cannot eat too much dry food.
Zhu Feng wanted to get up and get someone to feed her, but this little girl somehow got the strength, she had been hungry for so many days, and she was unconscious, but she still grabbed her skirt and wanted to break her fingers , I heard a painful murmur from her mouth.
Ye Zheng was holding half a bowl of porridge, seeing this scene, he was also at a loss.
But at this time, Zhu Feng frowned, squeezed her hand hard, and forcibly opened her fingers. Si Nanyan also suffered from pain in a coma, so he couldn't help moaning, and slowly opened his eyes .
Her vision was blurred at first, and then slowly became clear. She looked at the handsome face so close, and she couldn't recover for a while.
Zhu Feng looked at her coldly: "Are you awake?"