He asked halfway through the question and didn't ask any more. He just gave Nan Yan a cold look, which almost froze the blood in Nan Yan's body to ice.
When she was at a loss, she heard Zhu Feng suddenly say: "Ye Zheng!"
Ye Zheng, who was still driving the car outside, heard his low growl, and was so frightened that he almost threw the whip in his hand into the frying pan on the side of the street. He shivered a bit, and hurriedly said, "What orders does Your Highness have?"
"Why not? Are you going to drive the car back to Beiping?!"
Ye Zheng groaned secretly in his heart.
When they came out in the morning, it was still early, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Of course, their carriage was running smoothly, but it was already noon, and Jinling City was at its most prosperous at this moment. The streets were crowded with people, and this carriage could still go It's good enough to move forward.
But he didn't dare to say it, he could only say again and again: "My lord calm down, hurry up, hurry up."
Zhu Feng closed his eyes and didn't say a word.
And Nan Yan, who was sitting next to him, was too frightened by his growl just now, and didn't dare to move, until now he couldn't recover.
Just now, he was still interrogating himself, did he regret wanting to talk to Jian Ruocheng, why did he suddenly scold Ye Zheng again
Moreover, today it is clear that a major matter of the Jian family has been resolved, but why does he seem unhappy at all, and even worse
I really don't understand.
However, the prince's joy and anger were never something he could guess. At least it's a great blessing that he doesn't get angry at himself anymore.
Nan Yan carefully looked at the gloomy expression on his handsome face, not daring to say a word, so she could only try her best not to make a sound, and curled up in a corner of the carriage.
Fortunately, the next part of the road was passed quickly.
After returning to the palace, they got off the carriage, Zhu Feng strode forward without saying a word, Ye Zheng and Nan Yan could only trot to keep up with him.
While running, Ye Zheng whispered, "Are you messing with this master again?"
Nan Yan lowered her head and said softly, "How dare I."
Ye Zheng raised his head again, looked at the broad back, he could only sigh lightly, and ran up faster, tugging on Nan Yan's sleeve.
He hurried all the way to the Hall of Martial Arts, but before he arrived, he heard a very noisy sound coming from the front.
Although Huagai Hall is very lively these days, and officials come to write petitions every day, but Wuying Hall is the place where King Yan lives temporarily. Except for those who come to serve, there are hardly many people who will come. is very quiet.
How can it be so noisy
Zhu Feng was originally filled with anger, but at this moment he was even more irritable by the inexplicable noise. He strode up, but stopped when he saw the situation in front of the Hall of Martial Heroes.
And Nan Yan, who was following behind him, looked at the past and was also stunned.
There were people standing outside the Hall of Martial Ying, but they were not the maids and eunuchs serving in the palace, but some young and beautiful women in gorgeous attire.
Zhu Feng looked at these people with a complicated expression on his face, but before he could say anything, when those women saw him, they all came over in surprise, and Yingying bowed to the ground: "My lord!"
He lowered his head, looking at the pearl hairpins on those jet-black buns, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun, which made his gaze a little more peaceful than before.
Also more indifferent.
He said, "You are here."