She didn't look up, nor did she lower her head.
When I was a little confused, the familiar, deep and magnetic voice came from above my head: "What are you doing? Don't you know what to do?"
"...?"
She hurriedly raised her head, only to find that an imperial decree had been placed on the table in front of her.
It turned out that when he came over, he asked himself to affix the jade seal to the imperial decree.
Nan Yan immediately blushed again, hurriedly held up the imperial decree with both hands, hurriedly took out the key, found the jade seal and stamped it.
However, she glanced at the imperial decree and was taken aback for a moment.
It was written in the imperial decree that King Jing Zhuxuan invaded the people's fertile land in the fief, arousing public resentment. Therefore, the imperial court ordered the confiscation of his fiefdom and property, escorted him back to Beijing, and closed his doors in a palace on the outskirts of the city to contemplate his mistakes.
Nan Yan understood at a glance that this was a treatment for him.
His collusion with the enemy and treason, Zhu Feng did not make a big splash. After all, it was a scandal within the royal family. If it really got out, it would be bad for public opinion. And this decree is actually to put Prince Jing and his subordinates under house arrest. Let him return to his fief, and he will no longer have any military or real power.
This is a compromise, a good solution.
Nanyan hastily sealed the imperial decree.
However, when she re-entrusted Zhu Feng with the imperial decree, she felt a little strange. Usually these things should be taken by Xiao Shunzi and the others. Why did he take it over by himself
When he looked up, he met his gaze.
The falcon-like eyes looked at him intently, and even though he hadn't said anything, Nan Yan blushed again.
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, coughed lightly, and said, "How is your body?"
Nan Yan hurriedly said: "Your servant is fine."
"Really?"
"The young lady of the Jian family said that slaves and servants can beat tigers."
Hearing this, Zhu Feng felt relieved, and gave her another look: "Hit a tiger? You're not enough to squeeze a tiger's teeth!"
Nan Yan immediately lowered her head.
But he couldn't help but secretly laughed.
There was also a smile on Zhu Feng's face, but he held it back immediately. He only looked up and looked around, and then said, "How about this place?"
Nan Yan hurriedly raised her head: "Very good!"
"Really?"
"Well, the slaves really like this place."
"Why?"
"..."
This sentence stopped her.
why good
It can't be said that sitting here can keep looking at him through the bamboo curtain, right
Nan Yan thought for a while, then said softly: "It seems that this small world belongs to slaves."
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, and suddenly said: "Don't dream, every inch of land and every tile in this palace belongs to me!"
When Nan Yan heard this, she knew that she had offended him, so she hurriedly got up in fright: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, coughed again, and said, "Well, of course, this place really belongs to you."
"..."
After speaking, he grabbed the imperial decree on the table, turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Nan Yan stood in front of the table, unable to recover for a moment.
He just said that every inch of land and every tile in this palace belongs to him, but he also said that this place really belongs to him.
That is to say—
This small world belongs to the two of them
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's heart suddenly jumped up, and Zhu Feng sat back in front of his desk with a sullen face, watching Nan Yan's ears turn red, sitting at the desk obediently Looking at it, a little smile could not help but flash across the corner of his mouth.