The hand that Ye Zheng stretched out froze all of a sudden.
Having been by Zhu Feng's side for so many years, he knew too well that this kind of tone was a precursor to Zhu Feng's anger.
But—what did I do wrong
He turned his head cautiously, only to see Zhu Feng staring at him, and said coldly: "Don't you have news to tell me? Who told you to serve tea?"
"..."
Ye Zheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nan Yan, and could only turn around and walk in front of Zhu Feng, while Nan Yan continued to carefully brew a cup of tea with his hands wrapped in gauze.
Zhu Feng said, "What did you just say?"
Ye Zheng said: "The royal guards sent out have returned, saying that Jieshi's mansion has been completely evacuated, and there is no one left."
Nan Yan was startled, and looked back at them.
Jieshi and the others—all ran away
"oh?"
Hearing this news, Zhu Feng didn't seem too surprised, as if he already knew what happened this time, he pondered for a while, and said: "Forget it, in fact, I already knew that they must leave."
"..."
"I'm afraid, as soon as we came out of the Jiefu last night, they were already preparing to evacuate."
"..."
"They are afraid of the 'King Yan' and the Palace of King Yan."
Ye Zheng frowned and said, "They ran away, what should we do then?"
Zhu Feng said lightly: "Jie Shi's group of people are just on the table. Now that the forces behind them have been clarified, it doesn't matter what these people are, just send some people to continue tracking."
"..."
"The most important thing now is to wait for the news from over there."
Ye Zheng nodded, and said: "It's just that the journey is long, plus you have to avoid people's eyes and ears, no matter what, it will take two or three days."
Zhu Feng said lightly: "I will wait."
At this time, Nan Yan had already walked over cautiously with a teacup, Zhu Feng glanced at her, and reached out to take the tea in her hand.
Nan Yan said softly: "Your Majesty, please—"
Seeing that Zhu Feng's hand had been stretched out, she let it go carefully, but the next moment, Zhu Feng's hand suddenly withdrew, and the teacup fell to the ground with a clang, and fell to pieces.
"ah!"
Nan Yan screamed in fright.
The tea splashed all over her, and also on Zhu Feng.
Ye Zheng on the side was also so frightened that he almost jumped up: "Oh, what's going on?"
Zhu Feng took a look at Nanyan, saw that she was just scared, and immediately slapped the table: "Si Nanyan!"
Nan Yan knelt down with a plop.
"Your Majesty, this servant has realized his mistake!"
"You, do you know what kind of teacup my teacup is?!"
"… Why?"
Nan Yan thought he was going to blame himself for being "handy" or something, but—a teacup
What, what teacup
She was puzzled, but Ye Zheng at the side saw the fragments on the ground, and gasped suddenly: "This, this white porcelain cup, and the ice-cracked lotus holder, these are all antiques!"
Nan Yan was taken aback: "Huh?"
Ye Zheng stared at her with wide eyes, and then at Zhu Feng.
How could there be such an antique teacup in Si Nanyan's room
This is the only thing in Yanwang Mansion!
Nan Yan was terrified, and she accidentally broke something in front of the emperor. This is something that must be smashed in the palace, not to mention, what she smashed was an antique!
Zhu Feng, are you going to skin her
Seeing her kneeling on the ground, trembling, one corner of Zhu Feng's mouth couldn't help but curl up, but he held back.
He said angrily: "Ask Ye Zheng, how much is this antique worth!"
"..."
"..."
Both Ye Zheng and Nan Yan were stunned for a moment.