Nan Yan's footsteps stopped, and she turned around stiffly.
I saw Zhu Feng sitting on the edge of the bed, with his hands propped on his knees and clasped under his chin. Although his posture was casual, but for some reason, it was probably because he always had a fierce aura about him. Like a tiger ready to go.
Nan Yan's voice was a little hoarse: "Your Highness... what are your orders?"
"The king asked you to come here."
"..."
Nanyan's legs trembled a little, and they seemed to be heavy with lead at this time. Of course, she knew that King Yan's order could not be resisted, and she had seen with her own eyes what would happen to those who resisted him.
But-
She forced a smile, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, the servants come to the night - they should sit there."
Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Don't let me say it a third time."
"..."
Nan Yan stood there in a dilemma. At this moment, she already knew what King Yan meant, but she couldn't.
If she really did that tonight, then what is the difference between what she said and what Du Siyao said
Even though everyone thinks that a concubine's daughter is lowly and not a good thing, but she knows that she is not.
She can't do that.
Even if—even if the other party is him...
However, just when she hesitated for a moment, Zhu Feng stood up suddenly and strode towards her.
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide in fright, watching him getting closer and closer, it felt like last night, he held a long sword on his body, even though he didn't have any weapon in his hand at this time , but he himself is a sharp sword out of its sheath.
She subconsciously took a step back.
But it was nothing at all. In the blink of an eye, Zhu Feng had already walked in front of her and hugged her by the waist.
"ah!"
Nan Yan exclaimed in shock, feeling the world spinning around her eyes, and Zhu Feng hugged her as easily as if she was holding a little rabbit in his hand, and walked back to the bed in a few steps.
Just as he put her down, Nan Yan immediately turned around and was about to run as soon as her feet fell to the ground. Zhu Feng grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard. Nan Yan's legs were already stiff, but at this moment, she fell onto the bed.
"Don't, don't!"
Nanyan yelled in panic. Seeing her struggling and shouting, Zhu Feng, who had never been resisted like this before, was even more furious. He grabbed her wrists and pressed them to his sides, angrily said: "How dare you disobey her?" Against the King?"
"My lord, no!"
Nan Yan was so frightened that she shed tears, and tremblingly said: "My lord, this servant is only here to listen to the lord, this servant, this servant listens to the lord, but—"
There was a dangerous light in Zhu Feng's slightly narrowed eyes: "Then you still dare to say no?!"
"But-"
Nan Yan cried under him until her whole body twitched slightly: "But, I don't want to be a sycophant."
"..."
"Please forgive me, my lord."
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned.
Ning Xing...
These two words made him a little surprised. Looking at this little girl who was crushed by him again and cried tears streaming down her face in addition to being frightened, he suddenly sneered and let her go.
Nan Yan was a little caught off guard, and looked at him tremblingly with wide eyes.
Zhu Feng lowered his head and said coldly: "This king just asked you to sleep by the bedside, what do you think this king is going to do to you?"