The figure seemed to be—
Gu Tingchun.
How did she come to the Imperial Study Room
Nan Yan stopped in her tracks immediately, and her mind was a little confused for a while.
Thinking back on today, oh no, it was already yesterday. Everything that happened yesterday, she knew very well that it was Simu Lan who colluded with Kang Concubine Wu Wan, together with the officials of the previous court, to stop her canonization.
Then, what about Gu Tingchun
What role does she play in it
Think about it, this place is the Royal Study Room, without the emperor's call, she would definitely not be able to come by herself, of course, it is not ruled out that she will take the initiative to come and say something to the emperor.
So - what did she tell the emperor
Nan Yan thought for a while, but continued to walk forward.
Just as I walked down the steps, I saw another person walking in from inside.
It's Jian Ruocheng.
The dim light behind him made his face look haggard, and when he saw Nan Yan, he froze for a moment: "You—"
"Master Jane."
Nan Yan spoke softly and saluted him.
Jian Ruocheng hurriedly walked up to her and looked down at her.
His eyes looked gentle and concerned.
There is even a bit of indescribable pity.
However, all his emotions were only in his eyes. When he spoke, he coughed lightly to make his voice sound calmer: "You, here you are."
"Yes, I want to see the emperor."
"Okay, I'll pass it on to you."
After finishing speaking, she was about to turn around and walk in, but just as she turned around, after thinking about it, she turned her head and looked at her again.
Nan Yan also looked up at him.
The two faced each other in silence for only a short period of time.
But for some reason, it seemed like a long time had passed.
Jian Ruocheng said softly, "Don't be afraid."
After speaking, he turned and walked in.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment. In fact, she hadn't thought about getting any comfort from others, but Jian Ruocheng's two short words seemed to give her infinite strength.
Standing at the door of the imperial study room, she didn't feel cold for a while, let alone feel tired.
After a while, the door of the imperial study room opened again.
This time, Jian Ruocheng, Ye Zheng, and He Yi all walked out.
Several people saw Nan Yan. Although there was no expression on their faces, they all nodded to her. Nan Yan also saluted them, and then walked in.
In the imperial study room, Zhu Feng was the only one.
He was sitting behind the table case, and there was only one candle left on the table, which illuminated his stern face and also illuminated the letter he placed on the table.
Nan Yan's heart sank.
She went in and closed the door.
He walked gently to the desk.
At this time, Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at her.
Under the candlelight, those deep eyes were slightly red, and Nan Yan took a closer look, only to find that his eyes were bloodshot.
too tired.
She said softly: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Feng said: "Do you know that you are from the country of Tan?"
"..."
These words, like a gust of cold wind, swept away the little heat left in her heart.
Nan Yan shuddered subconsciously.
But she gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and said softly, "I don't know."
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while.
Then he said, "Then do you know what is written in this letter?"
She still shook her head: "I don't know."
Zhu Feng picked up a corner of the letter paper and handed it to her.
Nan Yan took a deep breath, and hurried forward to take the letter.
It was a piece of yellowed letter paper, but because no one had looked through it, the paper still looked very new and clean. There were only a few lines of words on it, which could be seen from the handwriting. The following letters are the same.
Nan Yan lowered her head and looked at it seriously.
Southern Tobacco:
When you read this letter, the father should have passed away.
In fact, I am not your father either.
Back then, when I brought you back to Yan Kingdom as a baby from Tan Kingdom, my father was seriously injured, and I was alone in the vast grassland, almost unable to hold on anymore. When I was in despair, because I saw a wisp of smoke rising from the south, it showed me the direction and I got out of the predicament.
So, I named you Nanyan.
I hope your life can also have such a direction.
Regardless of the confusion in the world, there will always be a bright light in your heart to guide you.
Father word.
…
After reading it, Nan Yan was stunned for a long time.
Ever since she heard Wu Wan's words in front of Fengtian Hall and saw Simu Lan take out this letter, her heart has been shocked.
But-
This letter, this letter that caused a huge wave in her life, was so calm.
It just told such a plain scene and told such a plain fact.
For a moment, she couldn't even come back to her senses.
Si Zhongwen was not his father.
The Si family is not his own.
Therefore, everything that I think I "own" actually does not belong to me.
That self—who the hell
Where did it come from.
Where will you go in the future
For a moment, she was like a ball of catkins in the wind. She didn't know where she came from, and she didn't dare to ask where she was going. She was a little wobbly and extremely empty.
And at this moment, that heavy voice sounded in his ears again.
"Are you from the country?"
This voice, so familiar and so heavy, seemed to pull her back from the swaying wind all at once.
Nan Yan raised her head, Zhu Feng was looking at her.
There was neither anger nor regret in those eyes, and they were even calmer than at any other time on weekdays.
Nan Yan didn't know why he kept asking.
Obviously, I know nothing more than him.
But she took a deep breath and said, "I don't know."
Zhu Feng stood up from his seat and walked slowly in front of her. The tall figure blocked the only light, and Nanyan seemed to be trapped in darkness.
Only his voice was heard—
"What if you are?"
"..."
What if I am
She has asked herself this question thousands of times since she returned to Yikun Palace.
if so
If you are really a native of the country...
So, everything before that doesn't count
All the words that have been said, all the sweet memories, and all the expectations for the future, don’t count
Nan Yan raised her head and looked into those deep eyes.
Zhu Feng still stared at her without blinking.
"What will you do?"
"..."
"Do you know what to do with yourself?"
For some reason, Nan Yan felt that he seemed to be forcing himself.
Forcing myself to answer this question is forcing myself to face something.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly, "I am still me."
"..."
"What I loved, is still what I love."
"..."
"What I want, is still what I want."
"..."
"I will not retreat, no matter what obstacles I face, I will never retreat!"