After a while, the concubines reluctantly left the imperial concubine's room one by one.
After their quarrel, Zhu Feng also seemed to be really tired. He stretched out his hands to rub the center of his brows, and he still had to resist the rising nausea.
I want some tea.
When she looked up, she saw Nanyan standing on the other side of the room, still a long distance away from the bed.
There was a dazed expression on some pale faces, but the feeling of guard was undisguised.
Zhu Feng frowned.
"What are you doing standing so far away?"
"..."
Hearing his words suddenly, Nan Yan was startled, looked up at him, and walked over.
However, there were still a few steps away from the bed, so she stopped and asked softly, "Does the emperor have any orders?"
"..."
Zhu Feng's breath sank.
Then he said, "I want to drink tea."
"yes."
Nan Yan turned around and walked to the side, made him a cup of tea, then walked over slowly, and served it in front of Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng glanced at her before reaching out to take the tea.
Take a sip.
Immediately, he frowned again.
Without continuing to drink, he handed her the teacup.
Nan Yan looked at him worriedly, and subconsciously asked, "Your Majesty, is there something wrong?"
"..."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said, "It's a little light."
Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.
Of course she didn't forget that they once suspected that Feng Shu was playing tricks in his tea, but, at the Yangxing Zhai before, Wu Wan made a thorough investigation, and indeed found nothing weird.
However, she vaguely remembered that Zhu Feng drank tea from Yikun Palace when he stayed in Yikun Palace for the last time before.
It seems that he also said something like this-
The tea is a bit weak.
Could it be that the problem still lies in the tea
She held the teacup, looked down for a while, and said softly: "Then, does the emperor still drink?"
"..."
Zhu Feng said: "Don't drink."
Nan Yan silently put the teacup aside, and when she turned her head, she saw Xin Xinping lying on the side of the cradle, grinning at Zhu Feng on the bed. Although Zhu Feng was in low spirits due to seasickness, he seemed to feel better when he heard the child's clear and childish laughter.
He said, "Why are you all right?"
"Woo..."
"Am I the only one who gets seasick?"
"Aww..."
"Be careful for me, don't crawl around, be careful not to fall."
Hearing their nonchalant conversations like this, Nan Yan felt a little unspeakable feeling in her heart for some reason.
It seems that I haven't felt this way for a long time.
He was right there, right in front of his eyes.
Even, the familiar smell from his body filled the whole room, as if a pair of arms were embracing her.
This feeling made her eyes feel a little hot.
However, looking at Zhu Feng's dry mouth, he seemed to be really thirsty, but even so, because of the "light" taste of the tea, he was unwilling to drink any more water.
Nan Yan thought for a while and said softly: "If the emperor thinks the tea tastes bland, how about I make another cup of tea for the emperor?"
"...?"
Zhu Feng looked up at her.
Nan Yan plucked up her courage and said softly, "It's different from the previous one."
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly.
These days, because he was busy with government affairs, he had less time to meet with Concubine Li, and he drank less tea, and almost couldn't drink other teas.
If it was in the past, he would definitely get angry and scold the people who served him as trash.
However, because he was too busy, he didn't even have time to get angry and curse.
So these days, I drink very little water.
Is this the cause of seasickness
He glanced at Nanyan again, he was silent for a while, thinking, anyway, it's just a dead horse as a living horse doctor, it's really not good, just ask someone to call Concubine Li to come over and serve tea.
So he waved his hand lightly: "Go."
Nan Yan turned around and walked to the table.
At this moment, Aunt Tongyun and the others came back, and seeing this situation, they wanted to come up to help, but Nanyan only said softly: "No need, I will come by myself. You just serve outside."
"… yes."
Aunt Tongyun led Nianqiu and the others back outside the door.
Nan Yan made a cup of tea, but did not bring it over immediately, but opened the small cabinet, took out a Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, tore it up and put it in, and added another piece of rock sugar.
After thinking about it, I put another piece of dried lemon in it.
She took a spoon and stirred it a couple of times, then brought the teacup to Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng took it and took a sip.
With just one bite, he immediately frowned.
This was far different from the tea he had imagined, and the taste couldn't compare to the special tea sent by Concubine Li.
After taking a sip, he immediately put the teacup away.
However, after swallowing a sip of tea, a strange feeling rose up.
This tea taste is a bit familiar.
It seems to have been drunk.
Moreover, in addition to the faint tea fragrance in his mouth, there is also a very light, almost imperceptible sweet taste. He tried to take another sip, and the sweet and sour taste of lemon soon blossomed on the tip of his tongue open.
In an instant, even the feeling of dizziness improved a lot.
"This is-"
Nan Yan said softly: "When the emperor is seasick, take a slice of lemon in his mouth, or eat something made of lemon, it will be good for seasickness."
"oh?"
Zhu Feng was a little surprised and asked her, "How do you know?"
"My concubine's grandmother once traveled all over the world. She said that my concubine's grandfather was a little seasick."
"..."
"For her grandfather, she asked many boatmen and got this method."
"oh… "
Zhu Feng lowered his head and took another sip.
The taste of the tea is sweet, although it is not as refreshing as the tea served by Concubine Li, it seems that the strong fragrance is going to penetrate into people's hearts - but it does make him feel much better at this moment.
He took two sips and finished the tea in the cup.
Nan Yan took the empty cup and asked softly, "Does the Emperor want more?"
"...wait a while, I'll ask for it when I'm thirsty."
"yes."
Nan Yan put the teacup aside, then turned around, and saw that Zhu Feng had already leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes.
Appears to be asleep.
She was silent for a while, and then walked to the couch on the other side. In fact, she was already tired after so much trouble today.
Leaning on the couch, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the room, it was extremely quiet.
After a while, Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes again.
Looking at Nan Yan's thin face on the couch not far away, his slightly pale face was haggard and pitifully desolate.
Zhu Feng pursed his lips subconsciously.
In the mouth, there is a... as if familiar taste, lingering on the tip of the tongue.
And in my heart, there seemed to be a little familiar feeling.
Between two people, lingering.