The imperial doctor came and quickly dealt with the arrow on Zhu Feng's back.
The arrow didn't shoot too deep, and the arrow didn't completely sink into his back, but when it was pulled out, blood still gushed down, staining most of the mattress red, and Nan Yan, who was watching it, was heartbroken. grit your teeth.
Presumably, those chasing soldiers should have been shot when they fired their arrows at random.
And he was obviously shot by an arrow, yet he didn't say a word, bearing the pain all the time, and brought her back to Yongzhou Camp.
The imperial doctor cleaned the wound, applied medicine, sewed it up, and then wrapped the gauze on Zhu Feng's strong chest and back layer by layer. Looking at the pink color slowly revealing from the gauze, Nan Yan said softly: " Does it hurt?"
Zhu Feng looked down at her.
That little face was wrinkled into a ball, and it seemed that she was in more pain than himself.
He coughed lightly: "It doesn't hurt."
"Why doesn't it hurt? There is so much blood."
"..."
Zhu Feng wanted to doubt whether his identity as the emperor was real.
Just now Ye Zheng dared to rush in and reprimanded him, even this little girl dared to refute what he said casually.
But he didn't get angry, he just watched her stepping on the ground barefoot, squatting in front of him, as if she didn't feel anything at all, couldn't help but frowned again: "I'm fine, go back and put on my clothes!"
His voice was very low, but the imperial doctor at the side trembled when he heard this.
It was only then that Nan Yan realized that she was naked again, only wrapped in his cloak to stay here for so long. As soon as he turned around, he saw Ye Zheng explaining to another imperial doctor outside: "Add more keel to the soup. Your Majesty is tired all day, he must have a good sleep."
The imperial doctor hurriedly withdrew.
Ye Zheng turned around and saw her, although the relationship between the two of them is usually good, but at this time, Ye Zheng didn't seem to be in the mood to greet her, so he just beckoned two maids to come over, took Nanyan back to clean it, and change it clothes.
Then, regardless of their dissuasion, Nan Yan returned to Zhu Feng's tent.
As soon as he walked in, he smelled a strong smell of medicine inside. Turning his head, the imperial doctor took away an empty medicine bowl, and Zhu Feng was already lying on the bed, with a heavy tiredness on his face. .
Nan Yan was about to walk over, but Ye Zheng stopped her with his hand.
"The emperor must rest."
"..."
"Don't go over there again. Once you pass by, he will definitely not want to sleep again."
Nan Yan heard a bit of resentment in these words, she said softly: "I'm sorry, Ye Zheng, you must be very angry, the emperor, in order to save me, alone—"
"I'm angry, but not angry with you."
Ye Zheng looked at Zhu Feng who was lying on the bed with his eyelids slowly drooping, and said softly, "It's my fault that we didn't take good care of Daying because you were taken away."
"..."
"I'm just—the emperor is the emperor after all, if something happens to him, the sky of Yan Kingdom will collapse."
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, then said softly: "I know."
At this time, Zhu Feng's eyes were completely closed, and the heavy snorting sounded in the tent.
He fell asleep.
Ye Zheng said softly: "Okay, let the emperor sleep well for a night, let's go."
Seeing him turn around to go out, Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said softly: "Can I stay?"
Ye Zheng turned to look at her.
Nan Yan said: "I, I want to guard him—to sleep for him."