Nanyan involuntarily sat up straight, raised his head and looked at the door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps.

Zhu Feng walked in from outside the door, and saw the situation in the room at a glance, especially when he saw this table of sumptuous dishes, as if he was a little surprised, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, what a hearty lunch."

"The Emperor's ......"

I don't know why, his sentence was obviously just a very simple sentence, but Nanyan suddenly had a sense of embarrassment that someone had seen through it, and hurriedly stood up and saluted him.

Zhu Feng walked over, looked down at the food on the table, and said, "Such a sumptuous meal, is the concubine going to have a treat today, or—"

“……”

Nanyan didn't know what to say.

And Nianqiu was beside her, and said happily: "Your Majesty, Niangniang has been waiting for the emperor to come over and have dinner together." ”

"Nianqiu!"

Nanyan was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to reach over and screw her mouth.

Nianqiu stuck out his tongue and hurriedly took a step back.

Zhu Feng looked at the excited little girl, and then at Nanyan, whose face was flushed, and even the tips of her ears were a little red, and a faint smile seemed to flash in her eyes.

Said: "Well, isn't it just right?" ”

“……”

"I'm not here?"

"Your Majesty, don't get me wrong, concubine-"

"Why, don't you have to wait for me to come and eat?"

Zhu Feng said, sat down, put one hand on the table, looked up at her, Nanyan heard it, and hurriedly waved his hand again: "No, it's not." ”..

"Since it's not, then sit down."

“…… Be. ”

She was a little flustered.

In fact, in the past, whether the two of them sat together to eat, or hugged each other, looking at the scenery outside the window, such intimate moments were simply numerous, but now, just sitting together and eating a meal, she has become extremely nervous.

Still Nianqiu came over and helped her sit down.

Zhu Feng looked down at the food on the table.

Although it looks sumptuous, in fact, the dishes are very home-cooked dishes, braised pork, mixed stews or something.

A bit of a surprise.

A few days ago, because of the relationship between pampering Feng Shu, he had time to almost nourish his sexuality, and Feng Shu would naturally greet the imperial dining room, but the dishes that came were all some bells and whistles, which looked very good-looking, but they were not too delicious and appetizing to eat.

And these dishes -

Just what he wanted.

Zhu Feng glanced up at her and said, "You, do you remember what kind of food I like to eat?" ”

“……”

This sentence seems to be a bit unexpected.

But in fact, how can you forget?

Even if he is now a noble concubine, he is just like him, eating, doing things, all of which have been imprinted by his past life.

Zhu Feng was born in the army and worked in the army, and he was used to eating these simple dishes; And I, since I was a child, I have been hungry in the Si family, don't think about the delicacies, it is a blessing to be full.

Speaking of which, two people are actually the same.

Nanyan said softly: "Concubine, of course you remember." ”

The corners of Zhu Feng's mouth hooked, as if smiling.

But with a very calm expression on his face, he reached out and picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Nanyan also quietly picked up the bowl.

The two of them ate quietly like this.

Nian Qiu and Aunt Tongyun stood aside to serve.

Seeing that the two of them didn't say a word, only bowed their heads to eat, Nianqiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Why don't you speak?

Two people sit down to eat together, if they can talk and laugh, wouldn't the atmosphere be better?

Now like this, is the mother angry with the emperor? Or does the emperor not want to pay attention to Niangniang?

She was anxious to see it, and she wished that she could jump around twice, causing the two of them to talk for a word or two, but Aunt Tongyun, who was watching coldly, saw this situation with a slight smile on her face.

In the room, there was only the sound of dishes and chopsticks tapping.

Although these dishes are simple, they do have the most suitable taste for their appetite, Zhu Feng has no appetite these days because of his busyness and some other reasons, and he eats very little.

But this time, two or three bites, I finished a bowl of rice.

After eating, Zhu Feng handed the empty bowl in his hand to Nanyan.

Nanyan was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Feng himself was stunned for a moment.

This is almost his subconscious, after eating a bowl of rice, let her add rice to herself.

Seeing this, Nianqiu hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Aunt Tongyun grabbed her hand and shook her head gently at her - don't move.

Then, I saw Nanyan put down his own chopsticks, took Zhu Feng's empty bowl, filled most of the bowl of rice, thought about it, and said, "Does the emperor still want it?" ”

"I want a bowl."

"Oh."

Another spoonful.

The rice in the bowl is piled up firmly, like a hill, and it also exudes heat, and the unique sweet smell of rice grains, Nanyan holds the bowl of rice, I don't know how, I feel warm in my heart, and even a little, rare, sweet taste.

She held the bowl in both hands and offered it to Zhu Feng.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Tongyun let go of Nianqiu's hand and raised her eyebrows at her.

And Nianqiu, who was ignorant, seemed to understand.

Sometimes, you don't have to talk much.

One or two sentences can also reflect the tacit understanding between two people that does not need to be said.

It seems that this kind of conversation has happened many times in Yikun Palace in the past, but these days, if the emperor doesn't come, they are about to forget.

Nian Qiu immediately laughed.

And just as Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the bowl of rice, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, breaking the silence in the room at once.

"What for?"

This is the voice of the little junko.

Nanyan frowned involuntarily, and the next moment, he heard the voice of the little palace maid Xiaoman beside Feng Shu: "Father-in-law Shun, please report it, our concubine Niangniang is sick." ”

"What?"

Xiao Junzi's voice revealed a little hesitation.

And Nanyan's hand trembled slightly.

Hearing this, Zhu Feng's brows furrowed, and he turned around and said, "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as he heard him speak, Xiao Man hurriedly walked in from outside, glanced at Nanyan, and immediately said respectfully: "The slave maid meets the emperor and the concubine." ”

Zhu Feng said: "What happened to Concubine Li just now?" ”

"Your Majesty, Concubine Li is sick."

“……”

"She's been calling the emperor's name."

“……”

"Your Majesty, the slave and maid have the courage to come and tell the emperor and beg the emperor to ......"

Speaking of this, she stopped talking, because she felt the eyes of Nianqiu in the room like knives, and lowered her head, but showed a smug smile.

Zhu Feng frowned, and a little light flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he got up and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Man was so surprised that he hurriedly saluted, and walked out with him.

Walking to the door, Zhu Feng paused again and looked back at Nanyan at the table.

He said, "I'll be back." ”