Upon hearing this voice, Zhu Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
As for Feng Shu, she had already closed her eyes, waiting for that sweet moment to come, but when she heard Si Nanyan's voice, her brows frowned.
Si Nanyan
Why did she come at this hour
Xiao Shunzi, who was standing at the door, was also a little embarrassed at this time.
In fact, he didn't really think that there would be any shameful things in the imperial study room, but Feng Zhaoyi was inside, and now the imperial concubine came again, which inevitably made it difficult for him.
He smiled awkwardly: "Why is the imperial concubine here?"
Nan Yan walked over from under the poisonous sun, her face was slightly reddened by the sun, she said: "I have something to do, I want to ask to see the emperor. Is the emperor in the imperial study now?"
"Yes, yes."
"..."
Nan Yan frowned slightly.
Normally, as soon as Xiao Shunzi saw him coming, he would go in and report. Sometimes, even without him notifying, Zhu Feng would call him in immediately when he heard his voice.
But now—
Seeing the complicated expression on Xiao Shunzi's face, she felt something was wrong.
So he asked, "What's the matter? Yes, is there any inconvenience?"
Xiao Shunzi said: "No, no."
Listening to his stammering words, Nan Yan's doubts deepened.
She subconsciously looked inside the door.
But at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, Nan Yan immediately raised her head, but felt a gust of wind with the fragrance of powder blowing on her face, and it was Feng Shu who appeared in front of her.
Nan Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"you-"
"The concubine pays respects to the imperial concubine."
Feng Shu prostrated herself in front of her.
"..."
Nan Yan was a little surprised for a while, Feng Shu, how could she be in the Imperial Study Room
She subconsciously asked, "Why are you here?"
Feng Shu raised her head and said with a soft smile: "If you go back to the imperial concubine, the concubine is just here to greet the emperor. By the way, the concubine should go too. The emperor let the empress go in."
After speaking, he got up and walked out, and stepped aside.
Although, as a noble concubine, she should give way to Zhaoyi alone.
But for some reason, at this time, her retreat, and the inexplicable smile on her face when she retreated, gave Nan Yan a strange feeling.
like-
Seems like a provocation
Nan Yan looked at her disappearing figure in surprise, and after a while, she slowly stepped into the imperial study.
Zhu Feng was sitting behind the case. At this moment, he looked up at her.
"How did you come?"
"..."
For some reason, maybe it was her own sensitivity, or her own illusion, Nan Yan felt that in Zhu Feng's eyes, there was a flash of indifference and impatience.
Nan Yan walked in and said softly: "Your Majesty, my concubine pays homage to the Emperor."
After finishing speaking, he bowed down respectfully.
Zhu Feng looked down at her, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, so he raised his hand: "Get up."
Nan Yan then stood up and looked up at him.
The two looked at each other, their eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.
Zhu Feng said again: "It's a hot day, what are you doing here?"
"..."
For some reason, this place is clearly a spacious imperial study, but it suddenly becomes oppressive and closed, making people feel breathless.
I don't know whether this feeling was given to me by the imperial study room or by the person in front of me.
He is obviously the most familiar pillow person, isn't he
Nan Yan looked at him for a while, then said: "Your Majesty, I just saw Feng Zhaoyi at the door."
"Um."
"Your Majesty... don't you have anything to say?"
Zhu Feng was about to take the paperwork on the table with one hand, but when he heard this sentence, his hand paused.
Looking up at her: "Say? What do you want me to say?"
Nan Yan simply said, "What is she here for?"
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly.
It can be said that it is rude to ask such questions in front of the emperor.
But, just when he was about to feel a little bit angry, suddenly, seeing those familiar, delicate eyes full of aura, he felt that his anger seemed to subside a little.
This conflicting feeling made him feel at a loss for a while.
He took a deep breath and said, "Nothing."
"Nothing? Then why did she enter the Imperial Study Room?"
"I let her in."
"What did the emperor let her in for?"
"..."
"..."
The two of them seem to have entered a strange circle.
Zhu Feng didn't want to talk about it, but Nanyan insisted on asking.
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhu Feng. Those eyes were originally extraordinarily quiet, always showing a gentle and delicate light, but at this moment, they suddenly felt sharp.
Zhu Feng suddenly felt hot in his heart, as if he was uncomfortable being looked at by this kind of gaze.
He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I can let her in to do anything."
"...!"
He didn't say these words loudly, but it was like a thunderbolt that broke something in an instant and exploded in the imperial study room.
deafening.
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Those eyes were full of disbelief.
I couldn't believe what I heard, let alone that it was Zhu Feng who said it.
Of course she knew that Zhu Feng's temper was not good, even if they were so in love, he was not a perfect and tender lover, but even so, she never expected that Zhu Feng would say that to herself.
This thorn came too unexpectedly.
All of a sudden, it plunged into her heart.
Nan Yan's heart constricted suddenly from being pierced, and in the quiet imperial study room, she could hear the sound of her breathing stopping all of a sudden.
After saying this, Zhu Feng himself frowned.
Originally, he was impatient with being questioned, and the irritability in his heart was constantly churning, and he wanted to cut off a sentence, like a sharp knife cutting through a mess, so that she would not ask any more questions.
But I don't know why, although it was cut off, but that knife seems to have cut to my heart.
Inexplicably, he felt a strange pain.
Looking up at Nanyan: "Nanyan—"
"I know."
Before he finished speaking, Nan Yan took a deep breath, and gave Zhu Feng a blessing.
"Concubine, leave."
After speaking, he turned and walked out.
"Nanyan!"
Seeing her back, Zhu Feng suddenly became anxious again and stood up.
And Nanyan walked to the door by herself, and stopped in her footsteps.
But she didn't look back.
Zhu Feng looked at her back, he was obviously so thin, but there was a toughness in his bones, and for a while, he felt a sense of contradiction in his heart.
This is the past, never before.
After a while, he said: "Are you losing your temper with me?"