When she said these words, Nan Yan's whole body was covered with cold sweat.
And when the man heard her words, he stopped when he was about to step out of the gate, and he slowly turned his head to look at Nanyan.
"Do you know who I am?"
Nan Yan spoke with some difficulty: "King Yan, Your Highness."
"..."
There was a strange light in the man's eyes.
And Nanyan was almost sure that he was not wrong in calling, let alone guessing wrongly, the man in front of him was none other than His Royal Highness King Yan.
The fourth son of Emperor Gaozu, the uncle of today's son.
Yan Wang - Zhu Feng!
His Royal Highness the King of Yan, who had power over the ruling and opposition parties, held a heavy army, stationed at the border, and resisted the invasion of the northern kingdom several times. However, no one would have imagined that this sharp weapon would rebel only three years after Gaozu Bintian, and even broke into the imperial city tonight!
At this time, a lot of people came running outside, all of them seemed to be his subordinates. When they saw the fire in the bedroom, and King Yan was still inside, they panicked and shouted.
"Your Highness, there is a fire here, Your Highness, come out quickly."
King Yan ignored her and just looked at her coldly: "What's your name?"
Nan Yan said softly, "I, my name is Si Nanyan..."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "Your surname is Si?"
The people outside didn't know what happened inside. Seeing that some beams were about to be burned, they all panicked, and someone was ready to rush in to rescue King Yan.
But at this moment, King Yan suddenly raised his right hand, and the long knife lay in front of the door with a cold light.
Suddenly, everyone stopped, not daring to take a step forward.
On the tip of the long knife, blood was still dripping.
Nan Yan's heartbeat became more and more violent, her life was in the hands of this man, and she had no fear of that cold gaze, and the stubborn desire to survive in her eyes burned the city with flames.
Finally, King Yan took a step forward.
Taking another step, slowly, he walked back to the bed, swung the long knife violently, and a few drops of blood spilled on Nan Yan's face.
But at the same time, his wrist loosened.
The ribbon tied around the wrist was cut off!
The light of the knife flashed, and the long knife had been retracted into the scabbard. Nan Yan was overjoyed and sat up hastily, but when she moved, she forgot the thin quilt on her body and was just about to slide down. Grab the quilt and hold it to your chest.
Seeing her panicked look, King Yan's eyes were still cold, but after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand and untied the cloak tied to her body. The top of the head, and then slowly fell to cover Nan Yan's body.
Nan Yan raised her head in surprise, but King Yan turned around and walked out without looking back.
At this moment, Nan Yan couldn't even believe it. She looked down at the cloak that was still stained with a lot of blood. She gritted her teeth, wrapped the cloak around her body in a hurry, and got off the bed.
At this time, the outside was already in chaos, she was barefoot, stepping on the scalded floor, and walked out behind King Yan in three steps at a time.