The carriage sped along the silent street and returned to the palace in a faster time than before.
The gates of the other palaces were all closed, only the Nangong Gate was still open. Nan Yan lay on the window of the car, and saw Xiao Shunzi greet the guards, and then the carriage drove forward.
The carriage stopped when it reached the point where it could no longer go forward.
Nan Yan was helped out of the carriage by them.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and someone handed Xiao Shunzi a lantern, but it could only illuminate a square inch of land in front of him, surrounded by a dark night, with gusts of cold wind, carrying a biting chill .
Never felt so cold.
Someone came over and whispered a few words to Xiao Shunzi, Xiao Shunzi responded, and then said softly: "Miss Officer, please come with me."
Nan Yan hurriedly followed him.
Walking all the way, although they couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, they had already been familiar with these roads after walking back and forth so many times. They were going to the Hall of Martial Arts.
From a distance, I saw bright lights inside.
Zhu Feng really didn't favor any concubine, but stayed in the Hall of Martial Arts.
Nan Yan felt a little sad for some reason, but also faintly happy, but after thinking about it again, she seemed to have nothing to be happy about.
She coughed lightly, just at this moment, she had already walked to the door.
Xiao Shunzi pushed open the door and went in to report. Nan Yan took off her overcoat and walked in.
As soon as I entered the gate, I felt a wave of heat hit.
Of course, the palace is still burning with hot earth dragons.
Zhu Feng was sitting in front of the table, reading the memorial!
Today is New Year's Eve, every family is having a reunion, even if he doesn't pamper the concubine, he won't come here to see the memorial, right
Nan Yan frowned slightly, but immediately stepped forward: "My servant pays homage to the emperor."
Zhu Feng grabbed the corner of the memorial with both hands, without raising his head: "You still know how to come back?"
Nan Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down.
"The slave is guilty."
"..."
Zhu Feng raised his head and glared at her bitterly: "Let's see what time it is? I asked you to come back after the New Year's Eve dinner. Are you looking forward to eating this meal until next year?"
"The slaves dare not."
"Or is there less food for you in the palace?"
"No, no..."
He scolded so repeatedly that Nan Yan didn't know how to explain it.
He could only kneel on the ground and be scolded by him.
After all, she just came in from the windy place, her body was still cool, and the room was too warm, and she couldn't help sneezing when the heat and cold hit her.
"Ah-choo!"
Zhu Feng frowned, and threw the memorial aside: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
"I don't have any maidservants." Nan Yan shrank her neck in fright again, "Maybe I just came in from outside. It's a bit cold outside."
"..."
Zhu Feng stared at her for a while.
Then he said, "Go get some tea."
"ah?"
Nan Yan froze for a moment, then looked up at him.
Under the candlelight, that tough and handsome face was full of indifference and awkward expression: "Why, do you want me to pour it for you?"
"No, dare not!"
Nan Yan jumped up from the ground, hurried to the side to pour a cup of hot tea, and drank it hot.
Immediately, I felt that the cold air on my body was dispelled.
She sighed comfortably, then hurriedly walked back to the table and stood upright.
Zhu Feng stared at her for a long time before saying, "Why did you come back so late?"