Nanyan was stupid all of a sudden, the two of them came and went too fast, and they didn't say anything, they didn't know what was going on.

Why did you leave all of a sudden?

She was full of doubts, just at this time Ran Xiaoyu returned to the court, and when she saw her standing at the door, she said, "You are not in good health, what are you doing standing on this tuyere?" ”

Nanyan told her about Imperial Physician Chen just now.

Ran Xiaoyu frowned slightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know."

“……”

"They left abruptly and didn't say anything to me."

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her suspiciously, looked back at the door again, and said, "It won't be, I won't treat you, right?" ”

Nanyan's heart trembled.

Let Imperial Doctor Chen come to see him, that is what the emperor ordered, then, who else can let him ignore himself?

Just thinking about it made her heart sink for a moment.

Ran Xiaoyu also seemed to think of this, and hurriedly waved her hand: "No, the emperor is not a child, how can he be at sunset." He's probably in a hurry, it's fine. ”

“……”

Nanyan was stunned for a while, nodded slightly, and followed her back to the room.

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When Ye Zhen arrived at the Wuying Palace, Zhu Feng was dancing his sword outside the hall.

A steel long sword, in his hands to use freely, like a dragon shuttle, gradually, his body is getting faster and faster, the strength of the sword dance is getting stronger and stronger, the long sword has turned into a cold light at this moment, the light is walking, step by step is frightening.

When Ye Zhen saw it, his brows furrowed.

He has followed Zhu Feng since he was a child, knowing that he has to practice swords every day, but it is always in the early morning.

If he practiced swords at another time, there was only one possibility-

He had murderous intent in his heart.

He didn't know who or what happened in his heart, but he couldn't vent, so he could only use the sword dance method to release the anger in his heart.

Ye Zhen couldn't help but be a little shocked.

He knew that Zhu Feng was very angry, and even Heyi couldn't resolve it. In the past, when he was still the king of Yan, he had killing intent in his heart, and he could lead the army to go out at any time, and finding the army of the country was a head-on attack.

But now, he is already the emperor.

If he has murderous intent—

Thinking of this, he cautiously stepped forward.

But at this step, Zhu Feng's last momentum, the long sword pointed directly at him, Ye Zhen was stunned, and was forced to take two steps back one after another by the oncoming sword qi.

And Zhu Feng's wrist moved slightly.

The sword deflected away from his brow and over his right sideburn, only to hear a whoosh.

Where the sword qi came, the fallen leaves fell apart.

Ye Zhen glanced back, the tree behind him shook slightly, and the yellowed dead leaves fell flutteringly and fell to his shoulder.

A drop of cold sweat also ran down his forehead.

He said softly: "Your Majesty ......"

Zhu Feng didn't look at him, turned around and walked towards the Wuying Palace.

The setting sun was like blood, reflecting on his broad shoulders, and also on the long sword in his hand, the blade of which seemed to be stained with blood.

Ye Zhen hurriedly followed, walked into the Wuying Palace, Zhu Feng put the long sword back into the scabbard, and pulled the towel on the wooden frame to wipe the sweat on his body, it was already winter, he was only wearing a thin long shirt, and he was also sweating profusely.

In this case, except for killing on the battlefield, Ye Zhen has never seen it.

He said with some concern: "Your Majesty ......"

Zhu Feng sat on the edge of the bed and said coldly, "What do you want to say?" ”

“……”

Ye Zhen hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, when a little eunuch suddenly ran outside in a hurry.