Nan Yan stared at him with wide eyes: "But, the emperor is going."
"Of course I'm going," Zhu Feng said solemnly, "There are only 50,000 people guarding the city, and the enemy has 200,000 troops. I must go!"
"..."
"I want the soldiers to know who they are guarding the city for."
"..."
"I want them to know that I am not someone who hides behind them and enjoys peace. I, and my son, will go to the city to kill the enemy!"
"..."
Nan Yan knew in her heart that he shouldn't do this. As an emperor, he should protect himself first, but when she heard his words, she only felt a surge of excitement in her chest.
This man is a born god of war.
Of course he won't be a shrinking turtle.
Nan Yan was quiet for a while, then said softly: "Since the emperor is going, the slaves must also go."
"you-"
"Didn't the emperor say that the servants belong to you?"
"..."
"Then, wherever the emperor goes and what he goes through, the slaves must follow."
As Nan Yan spoke, she glanced at him, and muttered boldly: "Anyway, the emperor won't let the slaves go, and I will go secretly by myself."
"..."
If this is the case, he should be beheaded, right
At the very least, they should be dragged out to hit the board.
Nan Yan watched him cautiously, and after a while, she heard Zhu Feng let out a long breath, raised her hand, and stretched it towards her face almost familiarly.
One side of the cheek was pinched again.
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Now, I really spoil you so lawlessly!"
"..."
"Si Nanyan, aren't you afraid that I will strangle you to death?"
Nan Yan grinned, and boldly said: "Wangshang wants to kill Nubu, and wait for Ang to finish."
"..."
Zhu Feng stared at her, and after a while, he slowly let go of his hand and turned his head to one side.
It's just that the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
He covered his mouth, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay."
"..."
"I'll take you there."
"..."
"When you come back, I'll take care of you again!"
Nan Yan immediately rolled her eyes with laughter: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Looking at her smile, Zhu Feng couldn't help but get a headache.
what is this…
Is it true that the emperor himself has no majesty in front of her
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After dinner, it was already completely dark, Zhu Feng led a group of people out of the Yan Palace, Zhu Chengxuan followed Ye Zheng, and Ran Xiaoyu got into a carriage, and Nan Yan naturally followed Zhu Feng's side.
Soon, the group left Yanwang Mansion and headed north of the city.
The cold wind whistling, rolled up the snow foam, and kept blowing on the carriage.
Along the way, there were no pedestrians on the road.
When the war is approaching, it is common for everyone to become frightened. Nan Yan remembered that during the daytime, Ran Xiaoyu came to tell herself that the common people in the city were walking around the streets carrying big and small bags, and it seemed that they wanted to leave here to avoid the flames of war.
Of course, no wonder these common people.
Everyone seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.
However, seeing Zhu Feng on the other side with a tired face made her feel uncomfortable.
At this time, Zhu Feng was also very sad.
He had worked hard all day, and at this time he was already very sleepy. The swaying carriage made him feel more tired, and gradually, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After falling asleep, it was almost midnight.
However, even if he was sleeping, he would not let himself fall asleep. People who have experienced wars all year round are also very vigilant in their sleep.
He faintly felt something.
So, he slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, a sword shadow flashed in front of his eyes!