Nan Yan was completely dumbfounded.
Zhu Feng, want to stay in her room, spend the night with her
Although in the past, this was already an extremely common thing, and even the entire harem was very clear about the emperor's exclusive favor for noble concubines, but in the past few months——
He doesn't even see himself anymore.
Not to mention, staying overnight in Yikun Palace.
But now, it was the first day on board, and he was going to stay in his room overnight.
Is this a dream
She couldn't believe it, but as time passed, Zhu Feng really stayed in her room and never left.
but-
It must be because of seasickness.
The imperial physician had already told him to stay here temporarily and not to move around. I am afraid that he is also willing to stay here because of seasickness and does not want to move around.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan felt relieved for some reason.
She said softly: "Yes."
Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng frowned slightly again, but he didn't say anything.
Probably because of a good night's sleep, enough energy, and eating something, Zhu Feng's spirit became much better, and he didn't have the symptoms of seasickness anymore.
However, he didn't move around, he just sat by the bed, teasing Xiaoping all the time.
Xiaoping at this time is also different from when he was still doting on her before. He has grown up a lot and is also a lot heavier than before.
When Zhu Feng hugged her and held her high, he smiled and said, "You have gained a lot of weight."
"Quack quack quack..."
The daughter smiled happily.
Zhu Feng played with her for a while, and then put her on his lap, bouncing, Xiaoping had never tried this before, and screamed with excitement.
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "So, you're riding a horse, you know?"
"..."
"When you grow up in the future, Father will teach you how to ride a horse."
"Aww..."
Xiaoxin Ping laughed and made noise, the whole room was filled with her yelling.
However, Zhu Feng was not impatient at all, instead he played with her very patiently.
As if, this neglected little daughter wanted to make up for the lack of fatherly love in the past few months at once.
Nan Yan sat on the couch not far away, quietly watching this scene, watching the two of them making out, and hearing the familiar laughter.
Time seems to go back to the past.
They haven't become unfamiliar yet, and Zhu Feng hasn't spoiled Feng Shu yet.
At that time, they were the happiest time, but, at some point, everything changed.
Even now, it seems that everything has come back, but, listening to the sound of the river outside and feeling the slight turbulence of the hull, she even feels like she is dreaming.
But, after a while, the dream, as if it was time to wake up.
Because it was already late, I wanted to take the little princess down.
Aunt Tongyun was about a quarter of an hour later than usual, she walked in cautiously, and after reporting back to the emperor and concubine, she hugged Xiaoping who was still enjoying herself.
When going out, Xiaoxinping was the same as every time in the past, facing the door that was gradually closing, he was so wronged that he kept reaching out his little hand to hold it.
Only this time, she was able to speak: "Royal Father... Concubine Mother..."
Aunt Tongyun smiled wryly, hugged her, and said softly: "Your Highness, please don't be willful this time. Your Majesty, it's hard to come here once."
"Woo..."
"Your concubine mother, you have suffered a lot of grievances these days, let the two of them have a good time."
After finishing speaking, he walked away with caution.
As soon as the door closed, there were only the two of them in the room.
Nan Yan sat on the couch.
And Zhu Feng, sitting by the bed.
The two looked up at each other.
There was only one candlestick left in the room, and the light was not too bright, it could barely illuminate the faces of the two of them. Zhu Feng lost a little weight because of the busy days.
Nanyan even lost a lot of weight.
Both were silent for a while.
In the past, it was obviously countless times, facing each other like this, there would never be such silence. Zhu Feng always hugged her into bed without any explanation, and after that, the lingering love was like a dream.
But now, everything seems to have happened a long, long time ago, so long ago that Nan Yan even felt that she had never experienced it before.
She just sat there blankly.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Feng suddenly said, "Why, do you want me to serve you?"
"..."
This sentence seemed to reveal a little anger.
"Don't dare."
Nan Yan could only stand up and walk over carefully.
Zhu Feng stood up and asked her to take off her clothes. After hanging up the clothes, she made the bed herself.
Lying on the bed, Zhu Feng looked at her drooping eyelids with an indifferent, even cold expression, and said, "You don't want to serve me?"
"..."
Nan Yan looked up at him.
He said softly: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has told you, Your Majesty...don't be tired, but rest more."
"..."
"Your Majesty, let's rest early."
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her in silence for a while, and then said: "Zhen, originally I just stayed here with you to rest."
After finishing speaking, he moved some positions inside, and then closed his eyes.
"..."
Nanyan stood silently on the bed, looked at him for a while, and confirmed that he had no intention of doing anything else, then carefully took off his coat, leaving only a thin jacket, and then, Lie down on the bed.
lying on his side.
The bed is of course big enough, but it is impossible for two people to lie too far apart.
She soon felt the familiar aura emanating from Zhu Feng's body, as well as his body temperature, which was always much higher than that of ordinary people.
It was as if there was a stove by my side.
In the past, in winter, being by his side always felt very warm.
But now, Nan Yan felt very cold in her heart.
With her back facing him, she slowly curled up, embracing herself, her whole body seemed to shrink into a very small ball, which could not be touched by others, and naturally could not be hurt.
But for some reason, even after doing this, she still felt uncomfortable.
My heart hurts.
The pain made her twitch slightly, trembling slightly in the quilt.
A tear fell from the corner of his eye.
The night gradually deepened.
In her chaotic dream, she obviously couldn't feel anything, but she was still crying, the tears slipped drop by drop, dripped into her hair, and disappeared in a flash.
Only the feeling of heartache is still there.
And when she kept crying in her dream, the body behind her seemed to turn around slowly, facing her.
A big warm hand lightly touched her thin shoulders.