Chapter 711: I Want It, I Want It!
After listening to Ran Xiaoyu's guidance, Nanyan walked forward for a while, and sure enough, he heard the sound of the river flowing gently, and also saw the tall figure by the river.
Zhu Feng was standing there.
Opposite him, at the "end" of the vast steppe, were the rolling mountains, and what they had mentioned countless timesβ
Great Wall moat.
Nanyan walked over softly and walked behind him.
Usually, Zhu Feng is very vigilant, with the natural sensitivity and intuition of a martial artist, he can feel it when anyone approaches him.
This time, however, he remained motionless.
Nanyan didn't know if he had heard his footsteps, but he didn't want to look back, or he didn't hear it at all, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
At this time, she felt that Zhu Feng's body was slightly tense, to the point of trembling, she finally couldn't hold it back, and whispered behind him: "Your Majesty." β
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Zhu Feng turned his head suddenly.
Nanyan saw that his face was still a little pale, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
She hurriedly walked over to his expression, raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead: "What's wrong?" β
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Zhu Feng didn't speak, just looked down at her.
Nanyan looked at him with wide eyes: "Huh? β
After a long while, he shook his head, "It's okay. β
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Looking at the way he looks, of course it won't be fine.
However, Nanyan didn't want to ask more, because he knew that there were some things that Zhu Feng hadn't said yet, probably, and he couldn't say it.
She only said softly: "Today, we may be going to the Great Wall trench." β
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"Is the emperor really going?"
"Hmm."
"Actually, the emperor doesn't have to go."
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"I-"
"Don't tell me that you want to go up with Munch and Ajislan, and let me wait here."
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Nanyan originally wanted to say, why not?
However, when he saw Zhu Feng's face and his eyes, he was immediately stunned.
I muttered to myself: I'm thinking about you.
Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "Tell you, no matter what the result is this time, you have to follow me back!" β
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Nanyan lowered his head and didn't speak.
Zhu Feng glared: "Huh? What are you thinking? β
Nanyan raised his head slightly, glanced at him, and said, "No matter what the result is......"
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"The emperor has thought about what if I am really - really the daughter of the princess of the kingdom?"
"What else can I do?"
Zhu Feng looked at her and said in a hard tone: "No matter whose daughter you are, it's all in the past." β
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"Now, you're my woman!"
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"That's the most important thing."
"But," Nanyan said softly, "I'm afraid the ministers of the court won't think so." β
Before, just because of that letter, it was revealed that he might be a native of the country, which had caused an uproar, and now, not only the people of the country, but also the royal family of the country!
Can the ministers of the court quietly accept this fact?
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "It's not their turn to think." β
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"Unlessβ" He stared into her eyes and said, "You don't want to go with me." β
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"You're leaving me!"
When he said these two words, Zhu Feng's whole person's aura became different, exuding that kind of aura that was almost angry, Nanyan felt blankly that what was in front of him was not a person, but a giant beast.
It's like swallowing yourself in one gulp.
Nanyan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Then, she stepped forward lightly and rested her head in his arms.
Two hands wrapped around his waist.
In an instant, Zhu Feng felt it, and the flames in his body were immediately extinguished.
He lowered his head and looked at the little woman obediently snuggling up to him, her emaciated, slightly haggard face, which made his heart soften again.
There was only a voice, and there was a little bit of anger just now, but when he said it, it had already changed its taste: "Hmmββ?! β
Nanyan said softly: "Of course I don't want to go. β
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"I want to stay with the emperor for the rest of my life."
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"If, God wills."
Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's chest rose and fell violently again, and he reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her thin waist, saying, "God doesn't have to allow this kind of thing." β
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"I want it, I want it!"
Nanyan leaned into his arms, listening to these domineering and somewhat childish words, and smiled softly.
It's just that in the smile, there is still a faint haze.
It's like a cloud in the distance, between the rolling mountains.
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After a while, the two of them returned from the river to their camp, washed up a little, and had breakfast, when Munch and Arislan came over.
Munch's face was as shallow as ever.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
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Zhu Feng sat by the bonfire and glanced at him.
When Nanyan heard this, it was obviously just an ordinary question, but she couldn't help but think of what she did to Zhu Feng last night.
His face turned red.
Zhu Feng said lightly: "Very good." β
On the side, Arislan kept looking at Nanyan, his eyes flickering slightly.
Munch smiled: "Just rest well." β
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"Because today, we're probably going to climb the mountain over there."
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"If you don't have good physical strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to support it."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed into the distance.
Nanyan also raised his head, looking at the mountains in front of him, and couldn't help but turn a little pale.
To be honest, in the past few days, her physical strength is really not very good, and I don't know why, obviously Zhu Feng is working hard when she rides a horse, she just has to lean obediently in his arms, and she is not the kind of weak woman who is sick.
But, it just can't lift the spirit.
She rubbed her eyebrows a little annoyed, and at this time, Munch seemed to see her worries, and bent down specially: "How is it?" Can you? β
Nanyan looked up at him and immediately said, "I'm fine." β
Anyway, we've come here.
Zhu Feng said, no matter what, you have to bring yourself back.
Moreover, now, only Munch has mastered the technique that can determine his bloodline, and he is the king of a country, and it is true that he can leave the palace and Kulen City every day like now, and wander around the grassland.
In other words, there is only one chance.
Be sure to grasp it.
Seeing Meng Ke bending down and looking at Nanyan gently, Zhu Feng's face on the side sank slightly.
He said in a deep voice, "She's fine. β
Munch smiled: "I'm just worried about her." β
"I'm here."