This time, even He Yi was taken aback.
Zhu Feng simply didn't know whether he should be funny or angry, a group of people came to persuade him not to allow Si Nanyan to live in his bedroom, but as soon as he promised to send her back to Yeting, Ye Zheng said no.
He slowly leaned back on the chair, said with a sneer, "What? Do you think I'm easy to manipulate?"
Both Ye Zheng and He Yi knelt down: "I don't dare."
Ye Zheng went on to say: "The minister said this because he was worried that the female officer would catch the disease."
Zhu Feng frowned.
"What did you say?"
Ye Zheng said: "The emperor asked Wei Chen and Ying Shao to investigate the prisoner who used the technique of disgusting victory in the palace. The Wei Chen is incompetent and has not found that prisoner. So now, Ye Ting—even the harem, is not completely safe."
"..."
"As for the female officer, she has an old illness and a new injury, and her body is already extremely weak."
"..."
"Wei Chen heard from Imperial Physician Chen that a person's body has vitality, which is like a wall compared to injuries and illnesses. The vitality is not injured, the wall is strong, and injuries and illnesses cannot be invaded; Enter Yeting, just in case—"
He didn't dare to say what he said later.
And Zhu Feng's face became even more gloomy.
He had forgotten that.
Indeed, she was so sick and weak, and she had just fought back and forth after the gate of hell was closed. If she really contracted some kind of disease, it might be difficult to cure.
But in this way, how would he arrange her
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng frowned suddenly.
But Ye Zheng and He Yi looked at each other cautiously, and looked up at him again, only to see that Zhu Feng's face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he thought of at this time, and his hand on the table couldn't help clenching his fist.
Neither of them dared to speak anymore.
After some time, they heard Zhu Feng let out a long breath, and when he raised his head again, they saw that his hands were slightly loosened, but the veins on the back of his hands were still bulging.
He said, "Okay, I know what to do."
"..."
"Ye Zheng, go and send me a message."
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Nan Yan curled up at the head of the bed, watching the sunlight slowly from east to west outside the window, and the sky became dark.
All day, she didn't go anywhere.
Of course, he was afraid of Zhu Feng's threat. If he was disobedient, what would he do if he really sent those court ladies back to prison.
Next, she has no face to go out.
Now, I don't know how many people outside are gossiping about her, and the concubines in the harem—
She could hardly think about it.
Although these days, she was working with Zhu Feng as a female official of Shangbao, but she had never felt so deeply the meaning of the phrase that companions are like companions to tigers.
While she was holding her knees in a daze, the door was suddenly pushed open.
People who would come in without saying hello, of course no one else.
Nan Yan trembled, raised her head, and saw Zhu Feng walking in from the outside.
His body still carried the cold air from outside, and as soon as he approached her, Nan Yan subconsciously shivered from the cold.
Zhu Feng frowned: "Is it cold?"
The stove in this hall was already very hot, he walked in from the windy place, and started to sweat after a while, but he also remembered that Nanyan was still suffering from injuries, and it was normal to be afraid of the cold in winter.
Subconsciously, he grabbed her hand.
The pale and slender hand in his palm really looked like a piece of ice.
Feeling that her fingertips were also cold, Zhu Feng frowned.
"You are like this, how can I let you leave at ease."