Nanyan unconsciously shrunk his neck.

If at this time, if there is a hole behind her, she must get into it at the end, and even her tail will not be exposed.

However, she has no tail, and there is no hole behind her.

Only Zhu Feng in front of him, he stood up with his hands on the table, and walked towards her step by step, Nanyan felt that he might hallucinate, and saw black smoke from behind him.

And Zhu Feng walked over and said in a deep voice: "Say it again." ”

"Huh?"

Nanyan was so frightened that his tone changed, and he looked at him blankly-what did he say?

And Zhu Feng's eyes were deep, and he only gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again!" ”

At this moment, as if the desire to survive dictated, Nanyan's mind flashed with inspiration, and he remembered what he had just said-

If the emperor really wants to send someone to Yueguo, the slaves and maids must be reluctant.

Is that the sentence?

But is there anything wrong with this sentence?

Isn't it a good thing that I told him that I was willing to give my life for him and for his great cause, and that someone would die for him?

Why does he now look like "who dares to touch my things" and wants to eat people?

"Say!"

After he repeated another repetition that seemed to be a low roar, Nanyan shrank his neck in fright: "Slave maid - nothing is necessary, you can't give up ......"

Hearing this, Zhu Feng's whole face turned iron-blue, he took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted:

"Bastard!"

This roar was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the whole tent trembled slightly.

And the slender little woman standing in front of him rolled her eyes—

Fainted.

He was still full of anger, and he almost couldn't help but reach out to pinch her neck, but when he saw her fall softly, he stretched out his hand to pinch her and hurriedly wrapped it up, hugging her soft body.

"Sinan Yan! Sinan smoke! ”

He called out to her, but Nanyan didn't move.

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Once again, the imperial physician was carried to the emperor's tent.

Not surprisingly, I saw that it was the female official lying on the emperor's bed.

Although he was already a little accustomed to everything, Zhu Feng stood behind him like a black god, and he still couldn't get used to that feeling, and as soon as he finished diagnosing his pulse, he immediately asked, "What's the matter?" ”

“……”

"What the hell happened to her?"

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

Ye Chen, who rushed over after hearing the news, persuaded softly: "The female officer should not be in any big trouble." ”

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Then why did she suddenly faint?!" ”

Ye Zhen remembered Zhu Feng's wrenched face before, and couldn't help but scold—maybe he was scared unconscious by you.

At this time, the imperial doctor turned around and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the female official is fine. She's just-"

"Just what?"

"Just sleepy."

"What?!"

"Weichen seems that she should not have rested well before, just now, probably too nervous. Now, it's just a coma, and it's fine. ”

“……”

Zhu Feng was speechless.

He looked at Si Nanyan, who was sleeping soundly, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

I didn't get angry, and I was worried that something had happened to her, and as a result, she- slept?!

Moreover, he dominated his own bed again!

Do you still want to cover her with a quilt?!

Looking at his iron-blue face, Ye Zhen held back a smile, and left the camp with the imperial doctor who didn't dare to say a mouthful, and when he came back, he saw Zhu Feng's tall figure standing in front of the bed.

He bent down and pulled up a thin quilt to cover Nanyan.