"and who are you?"
Upon hearing this sentence, Ye Zheng felt as if someone had punched him in the face, his eyes turned black.
He hastily walked to the bed and approached Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, it's me!"
How can you forget me
On the other hand, He Yi on the other side came forward very calmly, pulled Ye Zheng's sleeve and pulled him back a few steps, and then said: "Your Majesty, he is Ye Zheng, and he has been following you since a long time ago. Your Majesty I should remember him."
"Ye Zheng..."
Zhu Feng looked Ye Zheng up and down, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking hard about something.
After a while, his eyes lit up.
"Ye Zheng."
"..."
"I remembered... Ye Zheng, you are Ye Quan's younger brother."
"Ye Quan?"
This time, Ye Zheng was dumbfounded: "Who is Ye Quan?"
He Yi glanced at him, and then whispered in his ear: "Don't provoke the emperor now, his memory is very confused, even he doesn't know who it is, we want him to slowly recall the past .”
"Well… "
Ye Zheng froze for a moment.
Then I remembered that I just heard Zhu Feng calling himself "I", not "Zhen".
In other words, he even forgot that he is the emperor!
This time, he really broke out in a cold sweat.
Originally, when Zhu Feng had such a situation, the ministers in the court and even some ordinary people knew what happened at the altar that day, and began to doubt the emperor's life experience.
The government, and this new capital, were in turmoil.
They all hoped that Zhu Feng would wake up sooner, whether it was to appease him, or—even if he used his iron fist to suppress all these voices of doubt.
But now, he has even forgotten that he is the emperor, so what should he do next
Seeing the cold sweat dripping down drop by drop on Ye Zheng's forehead, He Yi said softly, "Don't be in a hurry."
Saying that, he let go of Ye Zheng's hand, and took a step forward.
He bowed respectfully to Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been sleeping for several days and hasn't had a good meal. I will ask the Imperial Dining Room to bring some meals over, please?"
"... Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng frowned and stared at him: "You call me... the emperor?"
"yes."
"I-"
"You are the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, you will never forget this, right?"
"..."
Zhu Feng stared at him closely, a cluster of light suddenly lit up in those bright eyes, and kept flickering.
He murmured: "I, I am... I am—the emperor... I am the emperor...?"
"Yes."
He Yi stood beside him very patiently, looking at him with a pair of quiet eyes.
Seems to be waiting for his sobriety.
When Zhu Feng raised his head again, and his eyes became more solemn, He Yi said softly again: "So she... is your wife, the empress."
"Wife... Queen...?"
Zhu Feng looked at Xu Miaoyin next to him.
Xu Miaoyin hurried forward: "Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng looked at her with a familiar look in his eyes. After looking up and down for a long time, he said softly: "Queen... Miaoyin, you are the daughter of Zhu Kingdom, Princess Yan... my queen..."
Sure enough, he remembered.
Moreover, he slowly remembered everything before.
There was a little smile on Crane's face.
The situation is much better than they thought before.
In just three days, Zhu Feng not only woke up, was able to speak and communicate with them, and even began to recognize them again.
This, compared to what he knew, the situation of people who used "Taishang Wangqing" was much better.
It is also conceivable that his spiritual power is indeed strong.
However, right now, he cannot be allowed to take too much at once, that kind of medicine is also detrimental to a person's mental strength, if he is allowed to take too much at once, I am afraid that he will not be able to accept it and will have a nervous breakdown.
He Yi slowed down his voice and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to rest for a while?"
"I-"
Zhu Feng glanced at him.
Suddenly, he frowned, and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt off his body.
Turn over and get out of bed.
But after all, he has been lying down for so many days, and he has used "Taishang Wangqing", the condition of the whole person is no less than spiritual, even the soul has been smashed and reshaped, together with the body, it is also in a weak state now.
So, with this movement, he fell off the bed.
Xu Miaoyin was startled, and hurried forward to support him: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
He Yi and the others quickly reached out to support him: "Your Majesty, you should rest more."
"no no… "
Zhu Feng's breathing suddenly became disordered, he was wheezing, his breath was hot, and his eyes were a little red.
He Yi was a little surprised by his sudden appearance.
People who have used "Taishang Wangqing" will be ascetic for a period of time, that is to say, they will live very peacefully, and no one or anything can arouse their emotions.
But now, his emotions are very excited.
How can it be
Could something be wrong
He Yi supported his arm, he could feel the muscles all over his body tense up, and he kept trying to get himself up and go out: "I, I want—I want—"
"Heyi, what's going on?"
"Yes, old man, what happened to the emperor?"
Both Xu Miaoyin and Ye Zheng panicked and could only ask him, while Heyi frowned, looked at Zhu Feng's constant struggle, fell silent for a moment, and said, "First, let's see."
He asked them to let go, and then he supported Zhu Feng himself, to be precise, he supported him.
I saw Zhu Feng stumbling out.
After leaving the bedroom, he went around several places.
Like a sleepwalker, he got into a maze, but his breathing was tight and his heartbeat was disordered, as if he was eager to find something.
Finally, he came to a palace gate.
They were all taken aback.
Because here is the cold palace.
Zhu Feng said out of breath, "Go in... go in..."
They seem to understand something.
Ye Zheng didn't speak, and directly opened the door.
The people in charge in the Leng Palace, Madam Su, and the others all came forward and knelt down on the ground. Everyone was puzzled. No one has paid attention to this place in the Leng Palace for decades. Why have so many things happened in the past two days.
Even today, the emperor came in person.
And when he came, his eyes were searching all the time, as if he wanted to find someone.
Could it be—
At this moment, Zhu Feng had already passed in front of everyone, walked straight to the door of a room, and pushed the door open.
In the room, sitting a slender beauty.
Qin Ruolan turned her head slowly, and looked at him with a pair of bright autumn eyes with a hint of throbbing.
Zhu Feng was a little confused.
He didn't know this person, but under the guidance of his subconscious, he found her.
so-
He murmured, "Is that you?"