After an unknown amount of time, Nanyan's whimpering finally subsided slowly.
The cold and trembling body slowly recovered a little temperature and calmed down in Zhu Feng's firm and warm embrace.
And the clothes on Zhu Feng's chest were completely soaked.
Women, it turns out that they are really made of water.
I don't know why, in the past he hated women crying the most, even when he heard a cry, he felt bored, but Nan Yan whimpered softly in his arms for so long, but he only felt sad.
I wish I would never let her cry like this again.
He lowered his head, brushed away Nan Yan's disheveled hair, looked at her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and said softly, "Don't cry."
"..."
"In the past few days, you should take good care of your wounds."
"..."
"If there is anything, we will wait for you to recover."
After speaking, he sat up, covered her with the quilt again, and turned to leave.
But just as he turned around, Nanyan's thin and somewhat hoarse voice came from the bed again: "Your Majesty... I have something to ask my Majesty."
"...!"
His heart sank.
Just now, I hope she can drink the medicine well and get better. I said all kinds of soft words, but after I said it, it was impossible to say that I didn't regret it in my heart.
A person with his personality doesn't like being manipulated by others if he has any weaknesses.
However, he still turned around and saw Nan Yan struggling to stand up, her frail appearance, as if the thin quilt on her body, even a close-fitting dress would crush her.
Zhu Feng's throat choked slightly, and then he said, "What do you want?"
Nan Yan said softly: "Your Majesty, please release those court ladies in the prison."
"..."
Zhu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Immediately, his heart jumped again.
He had just heard that she asked him to do something, and he had already decided that Nan Yan would leave him because of this incident, but he did not expect that she spoke to plead for those court ladies.
But he still couldn't help frowning.
"Why?"
Nan Yan said softly: "Among them, maybe one person is guilty, but there are thousands of court ladies, and they are all innocent."
"..."
"The emperor killed all these people for one guilty person..."
"..."
"It's not just them who are chilling."
"..."
"Please, Your Majesty, take back such a promise."
"..."
When she said these words, Zhu Feng kept frowning and looked down at her.
Not a word.
Facing his deep and dark eyes, she also felt a little uneasy.
Although he had just been rescued from the prison and understood Zhu Feng's feelings, it was still unimaginable for an ordinary person to make such a request to an emperor.
Maybe the next moment, he will fly into a rage.
She is still afraid of death, pain, and many things.
However, after a long period of silence, Zhu Feng suddenly bent down and looked at her at the same level with his deep eyes, which seemed to see through her thin body at once.
Nan Yan turned her head subconsciously, trying to avoid his gaze, but he reached out and pinched her sharp chin.
Can't move.
She looked at him with a little shyness, but saw a little emotion gradually welling up in his dark and deep eyes, which was uncontrollable joy.
"You are still thinking about me, aren't you?"