"Your Majesty?"

Looking at Zhu Feng's deeper and deeper eyes, Nan Yan subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

She stood in front of Zhu Feng and said softly: "Is there something ulterior for Ah Rislan to go to the slave's house and his Yujue?" ”

“……”

Zhu Feng looked at her clear eyes, was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

“……”

"He, as well as in the country, there are some problems, which may be related to that Yujue."

"Huh?"

"But right now, I can't be completely sure about this."

"That's—"

Seeing Nan Yan's frowning brows and a worried expression, Zhu Feng's gentle palm touched her head.

Nanyan was pressed on his head, and the next words were swallowed.

Zhu Feng said softly: "But don't think too much about this matter. ”

“……”

"Just ask."

“……”

"All you have to do is take care of your body."

Nanyan looked at him with wide eyes and nodded obediently.

Zhu Feng smiled with satisfaction, reached out to pick up the tea she made, and took a sip, which was slightly hot, just right, to dispel the chill on his body.

He stayed to eat with her, and made sure that she had a good appetite, and he was relieved.

After a few words of instruction, he left.

By this time, it was already dark, but fortunately, the eaves near and far were full of lanterns, barely enough to illuminate the way in the courtyard.

However, Zhu Feng didn't look at the road at all.

After all, he has lived here for more than ten years, and he knows where he has gone even with his eyes closed.

When his footsteps stopped, he arrived at the eastern courtyard of the palace.

He walked over and pushed the door open, and saw the small figure sitting behind the desk, and when he heard the sound of pushing the door, he was so frightened that he closed the book in his hand.

"Father—no, father, father......"

Zhu Feng walked over with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Chengxuan hurriedly retreated to the side of the chair, lowered his head, and did not dare to move.

Compared with the free conversation and laughter in front of Nanyan and Ran Xiaoyu during the day, he looked a lot more wooden in the face of his father at this time.

And as soon as he saw him like this, Zhu Feng's already unhappy mood added a little unhappiness.

"What, have you forgotten that I have returned to Beiping?"

"No, son, my son just didn't expect that my father would come to see my son so late."

Zhu Feng glanced at him, slowly walked around behind the desk, and picked up the book he had just read.

The Seven Books of the Book of Martial Arts.

Turning his head to look at Zhu Chengxuan, the kid smiled at him carefully.

However, there was not the slightest smile on Zhu Feng's face.

He opened the drawer under his desk, and inside was a book spread out.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be a medical book.

As soon as he found out, Zhu Chengxuan's face turned pale with fright, and he knelt on the ground with a puff: "Father." ”

Zhu Feng's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "You, are you going to be angry to death?" ”

“……”

"I have been on horseback for half my life, dealing with swords, but my son is busy among these bottles and cans, soups and herbs!"

“……”

"How can I have a son like you!"

Zhu Chengxuan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, trembling: "Father, father, please calm your anger......"

He was still young, and he was already in tears of fright at this time.

However, as soon as Zhu Feng saw him crying bitterly, he was even more furious.

"Men bleed without tears, what do you look like like this?!"

Just when he was about to point at Zhu Chengxuan and scold angrily, suddenly, he saw a passage in the medical book that Zhu Chengxuan ticked down-

If it is necessary to dispel the taste of evil in the process of supplementation, the evil will retreat from itself, and the righteousness will flourish, and the evil will not have to fight and be secretly dispersed. Fang uses the eviction soup......