The noise outside gradually faded away.
Zhu Feng originally frowned, thinking that if Ye Zheng's voice was any louder, he would go out and kick him away, but fortunately, they all walked away.
When she lowered her head, she saw Nan Yan who was sitting beside her, with her head down, gently rocking the cradle beside the bed with one hand.
In the cradle, a puffy, red baby is sleeping soundly with its mouth curled up.
This is the first princess of the Changping Dynasty.
It is also Zhu Feng's first daughter.
Princess Anping.
Giving her this title is nothing more than hoping that her life will be safe and sound without any ups and downs.
After all, her mother has suffered a lot.
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng looked at Nanyan again, and after only two days, she was haggard again. The little vitality that was supposed to let her take a rest for a while before was exhausted in these two days Almost there.
However, Zhu Feng couldn't scold her.
Lost grandma, lost—
Thinking of this, the unhealed wound in his own heart seemed to be torn apart bloody again.
He reached out and held Nan Yan's hand, preventing her from shaking the cradle again.
He said softly, "Anping has already fallen asleep."
"..."
"You don't have to shake it anymore."
"..."
"Sleep for a while, you didn't sleep last night."
Nan Yan said softly: "I, I still want to look at her."
"Nanyan..."
Zhu Feng let out a slight sigh of relief, grabbed her slender arms and moved her body towards him.
This time, her red eyes, slightly swollen, and sharpened chin can be seen more clearly.
It hurts to be haggard.
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while, but couldn't say a single word he wanted to say.
The two faced each other like this.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally let out a long sigh, and said, "Don't think about it."
"..."
With just three words, tears rolled down from Nan Yan's eyes like broken beads.
This is the first time he persuaded her in the past few days.
It was also in the past few days that he saw Nan Yan cry for the first time.
After waking up from a coma and accepting everything calmly, Nan Yan never cried again, and even didn't even ask about the dead boy, but every night, when two of them slept on the same bed, Zhu Feng could I felt that her quiet body was suffering from torture.
Her heart was tearing and bleeding.
But he didn't ask anyone for help.
But this time, seeing her cry at last, Zhu Feng reached out and hugged her into his arms, letting her face stick to his chest, tears wet his clothes after a while, and he felt a burst of dampness on his chest .
Nan Yan sobbed and cried out loudly: "The Emperor..."
"Um."
"Why?"
"..."
"Why can't all our children survive well?"
Zhu Feng's heart was also aching.
These days, he has not stopped asking, not only asking himself, but also asking God.
He was looking forward to this son so much, even before he was born, he had set up his whole life, and he wanted him to be his prince and inherit the Great Yan Dynasty. He wants to do everything to the best and hand over the prosperous world he can create to this child.
But-
However, it was this child who died.
Could it be that I did something wrong
"Your Majesty, did I do something wrong, so God wants to punish me and take that child away?"
"..."
"If so, why didn't you take me?"
"Nanyan!"
Hearing this sentence, Zhu Feng's heart ached even more.
He hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "I won't allow you to say such things!"
"..."
"Anyone is fine, anyone can go."
"..."
"But you can't!"
"..."
"Did you hear that? You can't go anywhere without my permission!"
Hearing his domineering words, Nan Yan was sad and moved at the same time, crying so hard that she couldn't speak, she could only hold him tightly and vent all her grief with all her strength.
In the end, she almost passed out crying in his arms.
I don't know how long it took before I woke up slowly.
Zhu Feng's chest was already wet with tears, and the wet clothes felt cold on his face.
However, behind the clothes was Zhu Feng's warm chest, which brought her a little more warmth.
Nan Yan couldn't help raising her head.
But seeing Zhu Feng who was hugging him, he also fell asleep.
He hasn't had a good time these days.
He accompanied him every day, but Nan Yan knew that, in fact, he felt no better than himself.
He looked forward to the arrival of this child more than himself.
Moreover, it was also the choice he made. Instead of letting the imperial doctor induce labor when he was just rescued, he let himself take care of his body.
If labor can be induced earlier, will the child not have to die
However, he would rather take such a risk than suffer a little harm. This man has really done too much for himself.
However, he couldn't even give him the prince he was looking forward to.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan became even more sad.
As if feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms, Zhu Feng was already a light sleeper, but at this moment his brows frowned slightly, and he opened his eyes again.
He lowered his head and met Nan Yan's eyes.
The two looked at each other for a while.
"The emperor..."
"Nanyan."
"Your Majesty, you—"
"Don't be sad anymore."
Originally, Nan Yan was still thinking about how to comfort him, but she never thought that it was Zhu Feng who spoke first.
And this said, Nan Yan's eyes were hot again.
It's just that the tears couldn't flow anymore, probably they were all drained just now, so she could only sob, and stretched out her arms to hug him.
Zhu Feng also hugged the little girl in his arms tightly. Now, she is already the mother of a child, but no matter what she has experienced, she still likes to burrow into her arms.
Because for her, she is the one who can protect her.
Zhu Feng said softly: "I know you are sad, and I am also sad."
"..."
"But no matter how sad it is, things have already happened."
"..."
"Perhaps, we should think about the best. At least, at least God gave us this lovely daughter, Princess Anping. She is my first daughter, and I will take good care of her."
"..."
"As for—"
When the child was mentioned, both of them couldn't help trembling.
Zhu Feng's voice was a little hoarse, but he still let out a long sigh and said, "Maybe, this is God's will. Since God told him to leave, let's not think about it."
"..."
"You are still young, we still have a chance."
"..."
"Just let that child leave quietly and without worries."
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak, but buried her face in his arms.
I don't know how long it took, and nodded slightly.
"Um."