Nanyan held the teacup, looked at his tall back, and couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.

She asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, can the slave go to Beiping?" ”

“……”

"Your Majesty, let the slaves go."

Zhu Feng glared back at her, seeing her blinking big eyes and a longing expression, he couldn't help but want to laugh a little in his heart, but he still kept a straight face: "You go?" What can you do when you go? ”

“……”

This question stopped her.

What can you do?

Indeed, if you can't carry it on your shoulders and can't lift it in your hands, just like Concubine Kang said, you can recite a few broken poems, what can it be worth?

She frowned, lost in thought.

Looking at her serious and troubled look, Zhu Feng was angry and funny in his heart.

Could it be that she really felt that she still needed to go into battle to kill the enemy or something?

At this time, Nanyan raised his head, his eyes widened, and said to him seriously: "Your Majesty, although the slave maid is useless, the slave maid still wants to follow you to Beiping." ”

“……”

"And, even if it's useless now—"

“……”

"The slave will work hard, and in the future, I will become useful."

In her heart, she said more firmly: I will become a woman who is qualified enough to stand by your side!

Looking at her serious eyes, Zhu Feng's heart suddenly surged up.

He had never seen a woman with such seriousness, such a solemn look, telling him that she would become useful.

Moreover, it is useful for yourself.

He reached out and tried to rub her hair, but his hand involuntarily reached for her face and pinched it.

The meat is tudded, and it feels good.

It seems that the past two days of constantly letting the imperial dining room send delicious food to the past are still somewhat effective, and she should be made fatter, so ...... It will feel better in the hand.

Thinking of the feeling of hugging her tightly that night and being held by her bones, Zhu Feng felt that he still had a sense of accomplishment.

He leaned down and leaned in front of her, looking at the big black and white, clear eyes: "Really? ”

Originally, I was very serious about telling him these words.

However, when he approached and his breath blew on his face, those words seemed to change a little.

There is an inexplicable, heart-warming feeling that comes up.

Nanyan subconsciously avoided his gaze, but for some reason, his eyes seemed to have a pulling force, so she couldn't help but raise her eyes again and look at him carefully.

In an instant, his cheeks turned crimson, and even the tips of his ears turned a little red.

She said softly: "Your Majesty ......"

As he spoke, he could already feel his breath blowing.

The lips of the two people were almost touching.

But at this moment, Zhu Feng seemed to suddenly think of something, and a sober light flashed in his eyes, cutting through the mist in his eyes at once, and his shrewd gaze was suddenly rekindled.

He took a deep breath, and Huo straightened up.

I only felt a cool breeze blowing on my cheeks, and Nanyan's originally flushed face was aroused by such coldness, and the flush faded completely.

All that was left was a somewhat blank stare.

In her hand, she was still holding the empty teacup, as if she was at a loss.

She looked at Zhu Feng stupidly, and saw him turn his head, leaving only the back of her head. He coughed a little unnaturally twice, and then said, "Okay." ”

“……”

"I'll take you to Beiping with me."