Nan Yan was ashamed and anxious, lowered her voice and said, "Of course!"
When Li Bushang heard her affirmative answer, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, although Nan Yan didn't know what he was happy about.
However, Zhu Feng on the other side covered his mouth and coughed.
He said to Jian Ruocheng and Ye Zheng: "Okay, you all go down."
The two bowed their hands to him and then exited the tent. Zhu Feng looked at this side again. Li Bushang seemed to know something, and immediately said, "Your Majesty, I want to stay with Nanyan!"
Nan Yan reached out and patted him.
Zhu Feng's face was gloomy, but he still didn't get angry, he just said coldly: "You can stay if you want, but you are not allowed to disturb me by talking."
Li Bushang muttered: "If you don't say it, you don't say it."
After finishing speaking, she sat beside Nan Yan.
Zhu Feng also stopped looking at them, and picked up a memorial to review on his own. These were all rushed over from Jinling last night.
Nothing major happened.
He has something to do, but Nan Yan and Li Bushangan sitting on the other side are very bored, and they can't talk to affect him. In such an atmosphere, people will inevitably start to feel sleepy.
Especially Li Bushang, because he was worried about Nanyan last night, he didn't fall asleep all night. At this time, he was leaning against her, his head bit by bit, like a chicken pecking at rice.
Nan Yan felt it, turned her head to look, and couldn't help laughing.
She reached out to support Li Bushang's face.
But the child was already fully asleep, and slid down her arm, and was slowly going to be pillowed on her lap.
But at this moment, a hand reached out and picked up his collar.
Nan Yan was taken aback, looked up, and saw that Zhu Feng had walked over at some point, and he had approved more than half of the stack of memorials on the table.
Nan Yan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Feng looked at Li Bushang with a sullen face, looking at Li Bushang who was sleeping soundly in his hands, probably because he was really sleepy, and he still didn't wake up in this state.
Nan Yan said softly: "Your Majesty, he, he didn't sleep well last night."
"What are you explaining to me?"
Zhu Feng looked at her coldly: "Don't I know how to read it myself?"
"..."
Nan Yan immediately closed her mouth.
Zhu Feng looked down again. Li Bushang was dark, thin and small, like a puppy in his hands.
He carried him and put him on the bed.
This time he finally slept comfortably, Li Bushang hugged the pillow, rubbed his cheek twice, and sighed in comfort.
Nan Yan looked at his expression and knew that he was not really angry, so she carefully pulled the quilt next to him and covered Li Bushang's body.
However, the child was dishonest in his sleep. As soon as he fell asleep on the bed, he turned over and split his leg. Nan Yan originally only sat on the edge of the bed, but now he was so crowded that he almost had no place to sit.
Zhu Feng's breath sank, and he reached out to hug her up.
"...!"
Although it happened once before, Nan Yan was still so startled that she almost cried out, staring at Zhu Feng's cold face with wide eyes, and said coldly: "If you wake him up, I will wake him up." kick out."
Nan Yan hastily pursed her lips.
Holding the weightless little girl in his arms, he strode to the desk and put it on a chair beside him. Nan Yan was still a little uneasy, holding one armrest with both hands, and looked at him cautiously.
Zhu Feng said coldly: "I have become your servant."
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then hastily reached out to pick up the ink on the table, supported the inkstone and said, "Your Majesty, I will grind the ink for you."