Nan Yan looked at him a little foolishly.
Just now, she thought that Zhu Feng would kiss her.
In fact, when two people who like each other get close, they really want to get close to each other. She herself, to be embarrassed, also has the urge to get close to him.
However, Zhu Feng left.
Just like that night, he hugged himself tightly.
The hot body temperature penetrated through the layers of clothes and ironed onto her body, almost burning her.
It made her tremble a little.
But Zhu Feng let her go suddenly.
Not only let her go, but even the hot breath on his body became calm after a sober light flashed in his eyes.
Then, he let her go back.
In fact, Nanyan was not willing to take that step hastily.
The combination of two people should be justified, not sneaky and shady.
However, Zhu Feng's sudden indifference made her feel a little uneasy, and she didn't know why.
What does he think about himself
Feeling that Nan Yan opened her eyes wide and looked at herself, there was a little dazed and innocent look in those eyes, which made Zhu Feng's originally suppressed heart heat up a little bit.
He tilted his head the other way.
"Is it still cold?"
"… Well?"
"I ask you, are you still cold?"
"No, it's not cold anymore."
Don't say it's not cold anymore, just now, the sweat on my body came out.
Zhu Feng coughed lightly, and then said, "It's not cold, so let's go back first. I still have some notes to approve."
Hearing what he said, it was an "exit order".
However, how could she get on the emperor's dragon bed so casually and stay there for a long time
Knowing how to be smart, Nan Yan hurriedly got out of the quilt and got out of bed. Her nose was still red, but it was really not cold anymore. She said softly, "Then, the servant is leaving."
After finishing speaking, he silently exited the Hall of Martial Arts.
Zhu Feng stood there stiffly, and after a while, he turned around.
That slender figure has gone away.
But the restlessness in my heart and the heat in my body didn't calm down at all.
Of course he wanted her.
Although in the pavilion that night, he told her clearly that he would not force her, but a man is always easily driven by desire. As long as he wants to hug her, as long as he gets close to her, it will burn like wildfire .
But he—can't.
It's not that he can't, but that there is still a thorn in his heart that is deeply pierced.
Even after several months, no matter how deep the wound was, it had already healed.
But that thorn grew in his heart.
When you touch it, you feel a suffocating sting.
He looked at Nan Yan's back, his brows were almost frowned, and at this moment, Ye Zheng walked in from the outside.
"The emperor..."
"..."
"emperor?"
"ah?"
Zhu Feng came back to his senses, seeing that it was him, he hurriedly looked away.
As for Ye Zheng, he had already seen Nan Yan's leaving back, and when he walked in, he felt the ambiguous atmosphere in the air that had not faded away.
However, Zhu Feng's face was a little cloudy and uncertain.
Two people, what's going on
He really couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked directly: "Your Majesty, don't you intend to make a female official?"
Zhu Feng's face darkened.
Ye Zheng said cautiously: "Miss Si is so caring and able to solve the emperor's worries and problems..."