After listening to Ran Xiaoyu's guidance, Nan Yan walked forward for a while, and sure enough, she heard the sound of the river flowing gently, and also saw the tall figure by the river.
Zhu Feng was standing there.
Opposite him, at the "end" of the vast grassland, there are rolling mountains, and what they have mentioned countless times—
Great Wall moat.
Nan Yan walked over gently and walked behind him.
Usually, Zhu Feng is very vigilant. He has the natural sensitivity and intuition of a warrior. He can feel anyone approaching him.
However, this time, he remained motionless.
Nan Yan didn't know if he had heard his footsteps, but he didn't want to turn around, and he didn't hear them at all. He didn't know what to do for a while.
At this time, she felt that Zhu Feng's body was slightly tense and trembling, she finally couldn't hold back, and whispered behind him: "Your Majesty."
"..."
Zhu Feng turned around abruptly.
Nan Yan only saw that his face was still a little pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
She hurried to his expression, raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead: "What's wrong?"
"..."
Zhu Feng didn't speak, just looked down at her.
Nan Yan stared at him with wide eyes: "Huh?"
After a while, he shook his head: "It's okay."
"..."
Judging by his appearance, of course he will not be all right.
However, Nan Yan didn't want to ask too much, because she knew that there were some things that Zhu Feng hadn't said, and probably couldn't say.
She only said softly: "We may be arriving at the Great Wall Moat today."
"..."
"Is the emperor really going?"
"Um."
"Actually, the emperor doesn't need to go."
"..."
"I-"
"Don't tell me that you want to go up with Monk and Azlan, let me wait here."
"..."
Nanyan originally wanted to say, why not
However, seeing Zhu Feng's face and his eyes, he immediately became scared.
I muttered in my heart: I am thinking of you.
Zhu Feng snorted coldly, and said, "Tell you, no matter what the result is this time, you have to follow me back!"
"..."
Nan Yan lowered her head and said nothing.
Zhu Feng stared: "Huh? What are you thinking?"
Nan Yan gently raised her head, glanced at him, and said, "No matter what the result is..."
"..."
"Your Majesty thought about it, what should I do if I am really—really the daughter of Princess Tan?"
"What else can I do?"
Zhu Feng looked at her, and said in a firm tone, "No matter whose daughter you are, that is a thing of the past."
"..."
"Now, you are my woman!"
"..."
"That's what matters."
"But," Nan Yan said softly, "I'm afraid the ministers in the court don't think so."
Before, just because of that letter, exposing that he might be from the country of Tan caused an uproar, but now, not only the people of the country of Tan, but also the royal family of the country of Tan!
Can the ministers in the court accept this fact quietly
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice, "It's not their turn to think."
"..."
"Unless—" He stared into her eyes and said, "You don't want to go with me."
"..."
"You want to leave me!"
When these two sentences were said, Zhu Feng's whole aura became different, exuding that kind of aura that was about to rage, Nan Yan felt at a loss that what was in front of him was not a person, but a giant beast.
It's as if you want to swallow yourself in one gulp.
Nan Yan didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.
Then, she took a light step forward and rested her head in his arms.
Two hands wrapped around his waist.
In an instant, Zhu Feng felt that the burning flame in his body was extinguished immediately.
He lowered his head and looked at the little girl clinging to him obediently. That thin, somewhat haggard face made his heart soften again.
There was only a voice, and there was still a little anger just now, but when it came out, it had already changed: "Huh—?!"
Nan Yan said softly, "Of course I don't want to leave."
"..."
"I want to stay with the emperor for the rest of my life."
"..."
"If, God allows."
Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's chest heaved violently again, and he stretched out his hand to gently wrap his arms around her slender waist, saying, "God doesn't need to allow this kind of thing."
"..."
"I want it, I want it!"
Nan Yan leaned against his arms, listening to the domineering and somewhat childish words, she smiled softly.
However, there was still a faint haze in the smile.
Like in the distance, among the rolling mountains, there are always lingering clouds.
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After a while, the two of them returned to the place where they were stationed by the river, washed up a bit, and after breakfast, Monk and Arisilan came over.
There was a slight smile on Monk's face as always.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"..."
Zhu Feng sat by the campfire and glanced at him.
When Nan Yan heard this sentence, it was obviously just an ordinary question, but she couldn't help but think of what she did to Zhu Feng last night.
His face flushed red.
Zhu Feng said lightly: "Very good."
Arisilan on the side kept looking at Nanyan, his eyes flickering slightly.
Monk smiled and said, "It's good to have a good rest."
"..."
"Because today, we may be about to climb the mountain over there."
"..."
"If you don't have good physical strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to sustain it."
As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed into the distance.
Nan Yan also raised her head, looking at the mountains in front of him, she couldn't help but look a little pale.
To be honest, her physical strength is really not very good these days, and I don't know why, it is Zhu Feng who is exerting strength when riding a horse, so she just needs to lean in his arms obediently, and she, too Not the kind of sick and weak woman.
However, I just can't lift my spirits.
She rubbed the center of her brows in annoyance. At this moment, Monk seemed to see her worry, and bent down specially: "How is it? Are you okay?"
Nan Yan looked up at him, and immediately said, "I'm fine."
Anyway, we've come here.
Zhu Feng said, no matter what, he must take himself back.
Moreover, now, only Munch has mastered the technique to determine his blood relationship, and he is the king of a country, and it is true that he can leave the palace, leave the city of Kulun, and wander around on the grassland like this every day.
In other words, there is only this one chance.
Must grasp.
Seeing Munch bending down and looking at Nan Yan tenderly, Zhu Feng's expression on the side sank slightly.
He said in a deep voice, "She's fine."
Monk smiled: "I'm just worried about her."
"I'm here."