Zhu Feng glanced up at her and didn't speak.

Nanyan's mood became even heavier.

She knew Zhu Feng's temper, and if she didn't speak at this time, she was already acquiescing.

He really plans to let his family become officials in the court?

It's-

For a while, Nan Yan's mind was in a mess, and her fingers were a little helpless kneading the small medicine box that Zhu Feng had just given her, and she forgot to put it down.

Looking at her helpless appearance, Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "What, you don't want to?" ”

"I ......"

Nanyan hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Your Majesty, is it for the slave?" ”

Zhu Feng still didn't speak.

And his gaze was obviously acquiescing.

Nanyan remembered that on the night of the New Year, by the snowy lake, in that small pavilion, he told himself that he wanted to let himself enter the harem and be his woman.

But, not now.

Because as a woman in the harem, she is too lonely, even if she has a fairly flexible mind, this is not enough to completely protect herself in the harem.

So he said he had to figure out a way for himself.

Could it be that this is the way he thinks of it?

Let his family members become officials in the court, so that his foreign family has power, and he is not meat on other people's chopping boards.

But—

For the question that Zhu Feng just asked, she couldn't answer.

Would you like to?

Don't want to?

She couldn't say it.

Zhu Feng did this for himself, but for himself-

How could he do that?

was in turmoil, the incense-laden fingers stretched out to him, gently stroking his cheeks, Nan Yan came back to his senses and saw Zhu Feng's eagle-like eyes staring at him.

At this moment, his gaze was no longer sharp, but it still carried a kind of sharpness that hit the blow with one blow, as if he could see through his mind at a glance.

He said in a deep voice, "What are you thinking? ”

“……”

Nanyan hesitated for a long time before looking into his eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, you shouldn't do this." ”

“……”

"Your Majesty, it shouldn't be the one who does this."

Zhu Feng's eyes showed a little light that seemed to be a smile, but his face was still very calm, and he only said, "Oh? ”

Nanyan said seriously: "Your Majesty, the appointment and dismissal of officials is not a trivial matter. These days, slaves and maids, as female officials of Shangbao, listen to the emperor and ministers discuss the government and politics, although they are dull, but they have also grown a little. The slave knows that no matter how small the official is, he represents the power of the court and the majesty of the emperor. ”

“……”

"Such a person should be strictly selected, live up to the emperor's grace, and live up to Li Min."

“……”

"But the emperor is like this - nepotism ......"

At the utterance of these four words, her voice trembled a little.

She knew that Zhu Feng was an eloquent emperor, and he had an incomparably exquisite vision for the entire Yan country and the world, and to do what he wanted to do, he had to work hard.

However, nepotism, this kind of measure is not what Mingjun should have.

She didn't dare to criticize him, but she couldn't watch him do it.

Therefore, when he said this, Nanyan squeezed the small medicine box in his hand tightly, and it was almost crushed.

Zhu Feng looked at her serious and nervous, and somehow, although she was talking about a big thing, her heart was so soft that she was a mess.

Yourself, what's going on?

Ordinary emperors should be angry when they hear people say that they are "nepotistic".

But she was only worried that she would be scared and faint again.

It's too easy to be soft-hearted, isn't it?

Thinking of this, he reached out and took her hand to prevent her from ravaging the small pill box again, and pulled her in front of him.