Ran Xiaoyu glanced at her, and suddenly said, "How can you say this-sour?" ”

"No, no."

Nanyan came back to her senses suddenly, only to find that she was a little strange, and she hurriedly said in disguise: "I'm just talking about it casually." ”

After speaking, he saw a few burdens piled up on the bed, and knew that Ran Xiaoyu had brought them over, so he hurriedly said, "Xiaoyu, your things haven't been packed yet, I'll help you." ”

After saying that, he got up and got busy.

Not only are they busy, but the entire Jinling Imperial Palace is also busy, with people cleaning everywhere, dusting carpets, hanging red lanterns under the eaves, and wiping the windows of every hall to a bright and clean finish.

The imperial city has a new look and shines in the setting sun.

Soon, the sun set, and Jinling City fell into darkness.

The night was extraordinarily quiet, not even the wind, and there seemed to be a depressing mood condensed in such a night, and of course, everyone knew why.

Because tomorrow, it will be the new emperor who will ascend the throne.

This night, for many people, is destined to be a sleepless night.

It was already late, Nanyan still had his eyes wide open, looking at the moonlight outside the window clearly, and it was difficult to sleep.

In fact, for those of them who are slaves and maids, whoever ascends the throne is the same, no matter who becomes the emperor, life will go on, but for her, it is different.

She is the one who follows Zhu Feng to listen to the errand, and the quality of the master directly affects her fate.

Although she no longer had hope for her future in the past draft, she now has another way to go.

I just don't know where this road with no future will take her.

She didn't know what kind of emperor Zhu Feng would be......

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Finally the next day.

Early in the morning, someone came to call her to serve in Wuying Palace, Nanyan hurriedly dressed and went over there.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I saw the tall figure standing by the window.

It was Zhu Feng, he looked out the window expressionlessly.

At this time, it was just dawn, but there seemed to be a light on his face, and even the eyes that were always deep and bottomless on weekdays were shining.

Hearing Nanyan's footsteps, he turned his head.

Nanyan said softly: "Your Highness." ”

"You're here."

He said this lightly, then turned away, walked to the bed, and spread his hands.

Nanyan hurriedly stepped forward to take off the clothes on the hanger and put them on for him.

Today is the big day of his accession to the throne, and his dress is naturally different from usual, and the heavy dresses are put on his body one after another, making Nanyan sweat, but Zhu Feng's face still has no expression at all.

The dark black robe, with red piping, and the dragon pattern embroidered with delicate gold thread, was worn on his body, not only becoming more and more upright, but also revealing an indescribable restraint and nobility.

And his breath is a little calmer than before.

Nanyan kept her head down, focusing on what she was doing, although when she was doing things, she could always feel that Yan Wang's eyes seemed to be chasing her.

I finally got through this time, and all the dresses were finally worn.

At this time, the head of the palace, Shi Cui Yuanmei, walked to the door of Wuying Hall and said softly: "Your Highness, you should go to the Taimiao Temple to worship now." ”

Zhu Feng nodded, turned around and walked out.

Nanyan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just when she had just spit out this breath, Zhu Feng, who walked to the door, stopped, and said without looking back: "Si Nanyan." ”

Nanyan raised his head in a panic: "Huh? ”