And this time, Nanyan also saw this Yanwang Mansion clearly.

Without the huge majesty of the Jinling Imperial Palace, nor as luxurious and magnificent as the Jingwang Mansion in Yongzhou, the palace in this bitter cold place looks very simple, with gray walls and black tiles, plus white snow, and even the color is so simple.

However, Nanyan felt that this palace was more suitable for Zhu Feng than the palace in Jinling.

Because, that kind of heavy, resolute, as if no one can destroy the feeling, is the feeling that Zhu Feng gives people!

Only a person like him can resist the invasion of the Yan Kingdom and protect the people of the Yan Country from infringement in such a bitter cold place.

Nanyan said softly: "Here, it's so beautiful." ”

Ran Xiaoyu glanced at her, pursed her lips, and didn't speak.

In fact, after seeing the palace in Jinling, no one will think that this simple palace is very "beautiful", but Si Nanyan's praise is from the heart.

What is this? Love me, love my dog?

Or, lover and house?

The two of them walked for a while, chatting casually, Nanyan suddenly mentioned last night's dream and said, "I'm scared to death, I dreamed that my hair was falling out." Am I losing my hair? ”

Ran Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "But I heard that dreaming of losing hair is a bad omen." ”

"Oh? What sign? ”

"I heard that it's going to break the bank."

"Huh?"

When Nanyan heard this, he immediately reached out and tightened his money bag.

After strolling around for a while, she gradually felt a little cold, although Nanyan still wanted to continue shopping, Ran Xiaoyu still insisted on pulling her back.

As soon as I entered the house, I felt a sense of oppression in the golden room.

Zhu Feng sat inside, with a calm face.

As soon as they saw him, both of them immediately stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Feng stared at her: "Where did you go?" ”

"Slave maid, slave maid is a little stuffy in the house, so let Xiaoyu take the slave maid out for a walk."

"Going for a walk?"

Zhu Feng sighed: "I've been gone for so long!" ”

Nanyan couldn't help but muttered in his heart—it didn't take long.

Of course, I don't dare to say this.

As soon as Zhu Feng starts a fire, who dares to fight him?

There was silence in the room for a while, and Zhu Feng said to Ran Xiaoyu: "Ran Xiaoyu, you go down first." ”

"Yes."

Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly saluted and left this "place of right and wrong" without looking back.

Nanyan was crying bitterly in her heart, when she felt Zhu Feng reach out and grab her wrist and pull her to her side: "Is it better?" ”

Nanyan hurriedly said, "The slave is much better." ”

Zhu Feng looked her up and down again, indeed, her spirit was much better.

One morning, when I was dealing with the excerpts sent from Jinling, I had this in my heart, and now, I finally let go of my heart.

He let go of her hand and sat back down at the table.

Then, with a light cough, he said, "Go, pour me a cup of tea—warm, not hot." ”

“……”

For some reason, Nanyan thought he was doing it on purpose.

came over alone, and he didn't even bring a small shunzi with him.

Moreover, knowing that he was injured and injured, he still had to pour himself tea......

felt a little aggrieved, but the emperor's orders were the emperor's orders, and she could only walk over obediently, and was about to pick up the teapot and pour the tea, when Ye Zhen walked in from outside and said, "Your Majesty, you are here, Weichen has news-hey?" ”

When he saw Nan Yanyong being injured and clumsily pouring tea with his gauze-wrapped hand, he was startled: "Hey, aren't you injured?" ”

“……”

"Don't move, let me come!"

After saying that, he rushed over and took the teapot and teacup.

At this time, Zhu Feng, who was sitting on the side, said in a cold voice: "Ye Xu! ”