Nan Yan was startled when she heard this.
Looking at him with wide eyes: "You said, the emperor has never favored Feng Shu?"
Zhu Xuan gave her a cold look: "Didn't you all find out about this kind of thing in the harem?"
"..."
Nanyan really didn't detect this.
She only knew that during that time Zhu Feng loved Feng Shu very much, and was indifferent to herself and the people in the harem, and even wanted to take Xinping away from her.
At that time, she really thought that Zhu Feng had changed.
She thought that he had moved on.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was really controlled by Zhu Xuan and Feng Shu with some special means, but even though he was controlled, he never favored Feng Shu.
but-
"how can that be possible?"
She frowned slightly and murmured.
"Hmph, I want to know too."
When Zhu Xuan said this, his tone became even colder: "He has obviously been controlled, and he has also given the power to my prince, Yin Jing, and he loves Feng Shu even more, but he still refuses to touch her."
"..."
"He seems to be holding on to something subconsciously."
"..."
"And sometimes, there's vacillation."
Speaking of this, Zhu Xuan's face was already frighteningly gloomy, and he didn't know whether he was telling Nan Yan about this matter or venting his anger.
He gritted his teeth and said: "For this day, we have planned carefully for so long. Even, this king knows that he is a person with a strong will. Ordinary people drink that kind of tea, as long as they drink it once, they will let go of their guards, but this king Let him drink it for more than a month!"
"..."
"He's still—"
"..."
"Originally, Feng Shu was very confident about the strange fragrance in her body. She could do this kind of thing seamlessly without any traces. But just because he has been refusing to touch her, it made her flustered."
"..."
Hearing this, Nan Yan frowned again: "Then what did she do?"
Zhu Xuan said: "She drinks that kind of tea by herself, which intensifies the strange fragrance in her body, and wants to be favored in one fell swoop."
"..."
"Only at this time, others may smell the fragrance on her body."
"...!"
Nan Yan suddenly realized.
No wonder, they still couldn't find out anything about Feng Shu, and after that time, Zhu Chengxuan said that he had smelled a strange fragrance on her body.
It turned out that this is the case.
However, she was really at a loss. She never thought that for so long, no matter how controlled she was, even Prince Ning Prince Yin Jing was given a chance, and she almost took Xinping away from her, but Zhu Feng never Really touched Feng Shu.
At this time, Nan Yan didn't know whether she wanted to cry or laugh.
No matter what they've been through.
It doesn't matter how many difficulties and obstacles are ahead of them.
She knew that Zhu Feng was not someone who would really abandon her, he was much stronger than she thought.
Well, even if there are bigger storms ahead in the future, she firmly believes that they can overcome it, because they are such Si Nanyan, and such Zhu Feng!
Zhu Xuan looked at her slightly flickering eyes coldly.
After a while, he said: "Okay, you have asked what should be asked, and this king has said what should be said."
"..."
"Now, the imperial concubine please rest well."
"..."
"Although you are in the cold palace, not many people should take care of you, and they won't find out that you are gone so quickly, but this king still wants to return to his fief earlier. We will set off tomorrow morning."
"..."
"You don't want to get hurt on the way."
"..."
"My lord, I don't want to be difficult to explain to others."
After hearing his words, Nan Yan frowned slightly - what do you mean, it's hard to explain to people
He has said it twice since he woke up.
Could it be—
Just as he was thinking, Zhu Xuan turned his head, his eyes flashed, and he said to the figure who appeared at the door: "Let me just say, everyone is here, you shouldn't show up yet."
Nan Yan raised her head.
I saw that the originally closed door was pushed open at this time, and a familiar figure was standing at the door.
His face was solemn and his eyes were serious.
Yes, Jian Ruocheng!
Nan Yan's heart suddenly sank, but Zhu Xuan had already walked over with a smile and said, "Ruocheng, you shouldn't have come here so slowly."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng's breath was so light that it was almost inaudible, as if he was afraid of shocking someone, but when he spoke, his voice was extremely low, it hardly sounded like his own voice: "My lord, what does this mean?"
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you put her—"
Speaking of this, his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to look in, but he didn't dare to look.
Zhu Xuan glanced back slightly proudly, and then said: "This king has said that taking a person's life does not necessarily mean killing her."
"..."
"Bringing her to my side and letting her life be under my control, isn't it the same as taking someone's life?"
"..."
"In this case, it is much more useful than killing a person."
Having said that, he reached out and patted Jian Ruocheng's shoulder, and said, "You, don't you want to see her?"
"..."
"If you don't want to see her, these days you—"
"enough!"
It was the first time that Jian Ruocheng interrupted others rudely, and Zhu Xuan didn't show the slightest anger at being overstepped, on the contrary, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he said, "Okay, I don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to be troublesome here. .”
"..."
"What do you want to say, try to say it while the two of you are alone together."
After speaking, he walked out of the room sideways.
As soon as he left, the place fell silent.
Nan Yan reluctantly sat on the head of the bed, but at this moment, she couldn't speak a word, she just looked at Jian Ruocheng's familiar figure standing at the door.
It seems like you want to come in, but you are afraid to come in.
After hesitating for a while, he finally took a step forward.
Then, step by step, she walked to the bed, lowered her head and said, "The imperial concubine... isn't injured?"
When he said this, his eyes were still downcast.
From the moment he appeared to the first sentence he said, he never met Nanyan's eyes.
His eyes are dodging.
And Nan Yan looked straight at those extremely familiar warm eyes, and after a long time, said softly: "Second Young Master Jian is here, are you alright?"
"..."
This sentence is actually very ironic.
But when she said this, she could taste all kinds of bitterness, and Jian Ruocheng understood it even more.
He was silent for a long time before he said, "It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad."
Nan Yan's nose soured, and she said, "Since you don't know what to say, why did Mr. Jian Er do this?"