His eyes were fixed on the figure caught off guard behind the bamboo curtain.
"Long time no see, 'cousin'."
The person sitting behind the bamboo curtain had already made the move to get up and leave. At this moment, he met her gaze, and the shock in those gentle eyes gradually faded away.
A faint smile immediately appeared on the slightly raised corner of the mouth.
"Nanyan, long time no see."
The person sitting behind the bamboo curtain was none other than Monk, the king of the Tan Kingdom who cared for her in Pangu and considered himself her cousin.
And the tall and strong figure beside him was Temur, the guard who had been by his side all the time.
"It's been a long time indeed."
Nan Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at him slightly ironically: "It's just that if I don't show up, will 'cousin' still hold his voice and talk like this, hiding behind the bamboo curtain to avoid seeing each other?"
Every time she called her cousin, the sarcasm in her tone deepened.
Monk still faced her without changing his face, with a smile on his lips, and restored his original voice.
"You, don't be angry with me."
"..."
This person looked handsome, and his skin was astonishingly thick. Even at this moment, he could make people not be angry with him without guilt.
Facing him with such a smiling and calm look, it seems that whoever gets angry with him is harsh.
But Nanyan couldn't calm down.
After all, no matter who is calculated in this way, deceives himself with the life experience he cares most about, and even afterwards, he is in danger several times because of this lie, if he can treat him peacefully, it can only be said that human nature is cheap.
Nanyan thinks that she won't commit such a scumbag.
She squinted her eyes slightly, put one hand on the table, and leaned over to face him. From the perspective of others, she looked a bit like a bully forcing a good woman.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Not angry? Give me a reason not to be angry!"
In the Jinlou Bieyuan before, she could still maintain a superficial calm when facing Arisilan, just sneering, because she knew that Arisilan was just an accomplice; The person who started to plot against him was the Munch in front of him who looked as gentle and harmless as a little sheep, but in fact, was deeply scheming.
Thinking of being hijacked by Ashig, all the hardships he suffered along the way, in the end, only one of the twins in his womb survived.
She wished she could tear the man in front of her in half.
At this time, the voice of that person came from behind the screen.
"It seems that the two are old?"
Nan Yan stared closely at Monk's eyes, and said word by word: "There is a grudge!"
Jian Ruocheng had already got up and walked to her side to hold her back, but when he heard this sentence, he also frowned.
After all, he had never been involved in the affairs of the Golden House, so he didn't know all the details, but when he heard Nanyan say "has enmity", he understood that this matter was not simple.
"Who is he?" he asked.
At this time, Monk had completely recovered his usual demeanor, he stood up gracefully, and said to Jian Ruocheng, "I am the king of the Kingdom of Tan, Monk."
"...!"
Jian Ruocheng's eyes widened in surprise.
It never occurred to them that the person who came to the boat with them to buy that batch of ironware would be the king of the Tan Kingdom.
What surprised him even more was that the monarch of the brave and warlike Tan Kingdom was so personable.
In particular, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and the smile he always carried gave people a more amiable feeling.
It's just that Nanyan has suffered from this person.
It can be seen that this person cannot be trusted.
However, since Jian Ruocheng has been subordinated to King Ning, he is very clear about the relationship between King Ning and the Kingdom of Tan.
He glanced at Monk with a complicated expression, and said, "I didn't expect to meet the monarch here."
Monk looked at him: "Could it be that you are here on behalf of King Ning?"
"Exactly—"
Monk's gaze turned to Nanyan again: "Then you—"
This time, all three of them fell silent.
But the mind didn't stop.
They are obviously thinking about each other's purpose of coming here, and their current identities.
For a while, the atmosphere became a little strange.
It was the person behind the screen who slowly broke the strange atmosphere and said, "Does this seat need to provide you with time to reminisce about the old days?"
Jian Ruocheng hurriedly turned her head, and said to the figure on the screen, "Of course—"
Before the word "no" came out, Nan Yan straightened up and said calmly: "If your Excellency can let me have a private talk with the king of the Tan Kingdom, I will be very grateful."
"...!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the room was suddenly quiet.
Everyone looked at him with surprised eyes, and even the immobile master behind the screen revealed a trace of doubt in his voice.
"Are you going to be alone with him?"
Nan Yan turned her head and looked down at Munch, who was still sitting in front of the table, with a bit of thorn in her eyes: "What do you think?"
After waking up from the initial surprise, Monk raised his head and glanced at her, with that familiar chic smile on his face again.
"Since you want to reminisce about the past, how can I refuse?"
The people behind the screen were silent for a while, then they called a servant, and after giving some instructions, the servant came out from behind the screen, raised his hand to them and said, "You two, please follow me."
Nan Yan immediately turned to Monk: "Let's go."
Monk smiled wryly, and slowly stood up from behind the table. The king of a country seemed to be driven by her, and Temur, who was next to him, also got up. He waved his hand gently and said, "She wants to be with you!" I'm talking alone, so you don't have to go with me, just go outside and wait for me."
"yes."
On the other side, Jian Ruocheng looked at Nan Yan worriedly: "Do you really want to be alone with him?"
Although he knew that Nanyan would not suffer a disadvantage on this ship, he was always worried about her.
Nan Yan said, "Don't worry."
After finishing speaking, she and Monk followed the attendant out of the large room.
Jian Ruocheng stood where she was, watching her figure leave.
Turning around again, I saw the figure behind the screen was quiet and motionless.
The other party said pointedly: "There seems to be a deep relationship between them."
Jian Ruocheng's gaze flickered: "Why do you pay so much attention to Nanyan?"
"Second Young Master Jian, who comes from a famous family and acts cautiously, why is he also very concerned about this imperial concubine?"
Jian Ruocheng frowned.
"You checked me?"
"I mistook the Second Young Master Jian for an unknown person before. It was really rude. Besides, we are going to talk about business, so naturally we must know ourselves and our enemies."
That's right.
But they were on the ship and at sea, and this person was able to find out his identity in such a short period of time.
It can be seen that the power behind him is unusual.
Jian Ruocheng's eyes deepened and he looked at the figure on the screen, that person seemed to have noticed his gaze, and said: "Now that the person who bid with you has left, what sincerity do you still have, can you show it?" .”
…
Nan Yan and Monk followed the attendant through the corridor, walked for a while, and then entered another cabin.
Although the room is not big, it is also spacious and comfortable.
The attendant said: "You two please go ahead."
After speaking, he turned and walked out.
As soon as the attendant retreated, Nan Yan immediately turned her head and stared at Monk.
Monk still had a smile on his face.
"I know you're mad at me for lying to you."
"..."
"I can apologize to you."
"..."
"If you are still angry, you can hit me a few times, or scold me a few words to vent your anger."
Nan Yan looked at him, sneered and said, "There's no need to apologize."
"oh?"
"I know this kind of thing. People like you don't know how many things you have to do every day and how many people you have to deceive. I'm just one of them."
Monk smiled, looking at her with curved eyes.
There was a bit of appreciation in his eyes.
Being deceived by others, one would naturally be angry, especially Nan Yan, who was deceived because of her background, and they could all understand her anger.
But strangely, she wasn't completely wallowing in anger.
He smiled and asked, "Then why did you call me here?"
Nan Yan said: "I want to know when you set up that game. From the first time you saw me?"
Monk smiled and shook his head.
"At that time, we could only judge that you were not a woman from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty, and we wanted to use this to cause some trouble."
Nan Yan couldn't help rubbing her palm with her fingertips.
Without that mark on their palms, they can certainly tell that they are not.
"Then since when did you—"
"Do you still remember the jade plate where you confess your relatives with a drop of blood?"
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Then, isn't that fake?"
She is not the daughter of the clan of the Tang Dynasty, but the snow can melt into it, which is obviously problematic.
Monk smiled and said: "We originally had other preparations, so that the blood of the daughter of the clan who was not in the Tang Dynasty could also be fused into the jade plate, but we haven't used that method yet, your blood has already fused into it. "
"...!"
Nan Yan was startled, and suddenly became dizzy: "Here, what's going on?"
Monk said: "There is only one possibility for this situation, that is, the flesh and blood in your pregnancy has the blood of the clan of the country."
Nanyan gasped.
It turned out to be like this, because I had peace of mind and because of that child.
They are all Zhu Feng's flesh and blood, and the blood on their bodies is also Zhu Feng's blood.
Nan Yan said with a pale face: "That's how you judged that the emperor might be—"
"good."
"..."
Nan Yan lowered her head, recalling her feelings of surprise and joy, fear and fear at that time.
Unexpectedly, everything was just a conspiracy, a conspiracy against Zhu Feng.
For myself and Zhu Feng, for their life experience, they have spent half their lives worrying about their lives, but this kind of mood has become a trap set by others to deceive them.
His heart can be punished!
Seeing Nan Yan raised his head and shot his gaze at him like a sword, Monk said calmly: "I said, I can apologize to you, or you can ask me anything."
"Yes, any request?"
Hearing Nanyan's tone, Monk smiled slightly: "Could it be that you want me to give up this bidding?"
Nan Yan looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "No!"
"..."
"I want you to buy these ironware."