The two looked at each other.
Munch's pigeon.
These words popped up involuntarily in my mind, without speaking, the two of them immediately walked towards the small yard.
After entering the door, sure enough, the pigeon was almost cooing and walking back and forth on the grass in the yard.
Under the reflection of the setting sun, Zhu Feng's face also sank.
Come again.
He had already written so clearly the last reply letter, with the shrewdness of a man like Monk, it was impossible not to see that it was his own handwriting.
Actually come again.
Nan Yan hurried over to pick up the pigeon, grabbed the foot and looked, sure enough, there was a small piece of paper on the ankle ring.
She looked up at Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng said with a sullen face, "Look at what he wrote."
"Why."
The two people's warm walk after dinner was forcibly interrupted, and they went back to the room with the pigeon in their arms. It was already late, and Ran Xiaoyu lit the candlestick and sent it to the table. Nanyan took out the note to have a look. .
This time, there are more words on it.
I miss the Beacon Tower farewell. On that day, I saw my cousin's complexion was different, I don't know if a happy event is coming.
Nan Yan said softly: "It turns out that they all saw it."
"snort!"
Zhu Feng snorted unceremoniously.
Of course he knew that everyone saw Nan Yan's appearance that day, as long as he was not a fool, he could tell that Nan Yan was pregnant.
However, being asked by Munch in such an almost intimate tone made him very uncomfortable.
He said coldly: "Your cousin, you care about everything."
Nan Yan glanced at him carefully, and said softly: "Then, Your Majesty, do I still want to return him?"
Last time, she was worried that she would be charged with "fornication with foreign countries" for her correspondence with Monk, but since Zhu Feng helped her return it, there was nothing to worry about.
This time, again.
Zhu Feng thought for a while with a sullen face, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "Of course I have to go back."
"..."
"Why don't you come back?"
He asked Ran Xiaoyu to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and cut a piece of paper into small pieces as before. Then, he picked up the pen himself and wrote a few words on it.
Nanyan took a look—
pregnant. don't read.
It's such a simple four words.
It's just that this time, she didn't even think about whether these few words would be too perfunctory, because last time it was so perfunctory, didn't Monk reply to her as usual
I just don't know if Monk will be angered this time.
Or, will you continue to write back
For some reason, Nanyan felt a little expectant.
She raised her head and looked at Zhu Feng's gloomy face under the candlelight. He rolled up the paper and stuffed it back into the pigeon's ankle ring. After Nanyan took a handful of millet to feed the pigeon, the two of them walked to the eaves holding it together, and put the pigeon back.
it's getting dark.
The gray dove quickly turned into a black dot, blending into the pitch-black sky.
Nan Yan turned her head and looked at Zhu Feng, seeing his cold eyes, as if wishing that the pigeon would never come back.
After a while, the two of them went to bed.
That night, because she was nestled in Zhu Feng's arms, Nan Yan slept exceptionally well. When she opened her eyes early in the morning, Zhu Feng hadn't left yet.
Just close your eyes and sleep beside her.
It was really a happy thing to see him when he opened his eyes.
You especially looked at that stern face on weekdays, only at this time, his expression would look soft, and, compared to those eyes that were completely restrained and always sharp like a sword, at this moment, the long eyelashes covered the thin on the eyelids.
There was a kind of handsomeness and gentleness.
If Zhu Feng knew what he was thinking, he might lose his temper again and scold her for being dizzy.
Nan Yan couldn't help covering her mouth, and laughed twice.
This smile, together with the shock, made Zhu Feng slowly wake up from his sleep, and opened his eyes, with some dazedness and mist in his eyes.
Glanced at her.
Nan Yan immediately pursed her lips and did not speak.
"Well-"
Zhu Feng murmured, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took her over and hugged her in his arms.
Nan Yan also obediently leaned over.
However, she knew that Zhu Feng was on the way to wake up at this time.
Sure enough, after a while, he heard a more sober voice above his head: "What time is it?"
"It's almost time."
"Well, it's late again."
"It's still early. If the emperor is tired, please sleep a little longer."
"No, I still have something to do today."
He said, yawned, then let her go, and sat up from the bed. Nan Yan also sat up, took a piece of clothing from the side and draped it over his shoulders.
After all, autumn is already a bit chilly.
"What else is there? The emperor hasn't rested for the past few days, and his eyes are red."
Zhu Feng looked back at her and said with a smile, "You still feel sorry for me."
Nan Yan leaned on his back, reaching out to wrap his arms around his thin waist.
"My man, of course I feel bad."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng felt the stiff muscles all over his body twitch even more. He turned around slowly, looked at Nan Yan, grabbed her, and kissed her lips fiercely.
"Well!"
Nan Yan was caught off guard and opened her eyes wide.
Zhu Feng's kiss came so fiercely and fiercely, as if he wanted to hurt her, he couldn't control his strength at all, his hands tightly held the thin body in his arms, biting her lips valve.
His domineering aura immediately occupied her whole body.
want her!
My mind was in a mess and a fire was burning.
Only this sentence was the only remaining consciousness, but it burned his other rationality.
want her!
Just when he couldn't restrain himself and was about to press Nan Yan under him, he suddenly touched her slightly protruding lower abdomen, and suddenly, a basin of ice water poured down his mind.
All of a sudden, the flame in his body was extinguished.
He raised his head and saw the little girl in his arms, her lips were red and swollen from being bitten by him, she was still trembling slightly, her eyes were filled with mist, whether it was from pain or for some other reason.
That innocent and delicate look made it even more unbearable for him to just glance at it.
no!
There is a battle between heaven and man in my mind.
He himself understands his desire too well, wants her, wants to overwhelm her, wants to touch her, wants to hug her fiercely, wants her to hug him tightly and blend into him like those nights in the past. One.
but-
no!
She is pregnant with Liujia now, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!
Thinking of this, like every time in the past, he took a deep breath, then turned his head to one side, not looking at her.
Waiting for the flame in the body to slowly descend.