Zhu Feng only gave her a cold look, then said to Ye Zheng outside: "Let's go."
After speaking, he closed his eyes.
But Ye Zheng who was outside heard it, raised his whip with one hand, and made a "pop" sound in the air, and the carriage immediately drove forward.
However, Nan Yan hadn't sat still yet, and the sway of the carriage caused her to rush forward.
Seeing that Zhu Feng was right in front of her, if she rushed over, she would definitely fall on him. Nan Yan clenched her teeth and braced her body stiffly. Her fingers were almost worn out on the car floor. It was hard to stabilize his figure.
Then, she slowly moved to the side of the carriage and sat in the corner.
He was relieved, and when he looked up again, Zhu Feng still had his eyes closed, as if she was not in the carriage.
or...
She thought faintly in her heart, in fact, it should be like this, but in those days, for some reason, she had so many beautiful and wild thoughts.
But now, even if it is a beautiful dream, it is time to wake up.
She sat in that place quietly, as usual at any time, motionless, and even her breathing gradually became steady.
But at this time, Zhu Feng opened his eyes.
He has not been enthroned as emperor yet, so the carriage arranged in the palace is just an ordinary carriage. The carriage is quite spacious, but after two people sit in, there is not so much space.
He could clearly hear the little girl's breathing.
For some reason, it was obvious that the sound of the bumping wheels was more monotonous, but he became more and more irritable when he heard her more steady breathing.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Si Nanyan sitting quietly in another corner of the carriage, with his eyelids lowered, and his bright eyes covered with long eyelashes.
Obviously everything is the same, but there seems to be something different.
There was an indescribable indifference on her body.
Those eyes, such bright eyes, have no emotion at all, as if there is no one in front of her, she just looks down at the carriage board in front of her, no matter how bumpy the carriage is, her eyes are like frozen mirrors The lake is average.
Zhu Feng couldn't help frowning.
It's just a lowly servant girl, who gave her the courage to put on such a cold look
He gritted his teeth, only feeling that the fire in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
But in fact, Nanyan was only calm on the surface.
She was in terrible pain.
She didn't feel it when she hurried out of Ye Ting, but as soon as she boarded the carriage, she felt a dull pain in her chest.
He was beaten up by Du Siyao and his group before, and his skin injuries are gone, but the kick in the chest by Du Siyao has been aching.
At this time, with the bumping of the carriage, the pain became more and more painful.
But she couldn't say it, let alone show a weak look, because she knew that if she showed that look, she wouldn't get any mercy from King Yan, and more likely, he would feel that she was putting on airs.
She really didn't want to show any weakness in front of him again.
Thinking of this, she clenched her teeth and focused all her attention on resisting the pain in her chest.
Cold sweat slowly gathered on his forehead.
And when the atmosphere in the carriage became more and more dull, the carriage passed through the almost empty streets in the early morning, and finally arrived at Zhaowenfang.