Chapter 407: The Emperor's ...... Don't like it?
Nanyan said in surprise: "Little Shunzi? β
"Lady of the Division."
"Why did you come here, the emperor rested, shouldn't you be serving with you?"
Xiao Shunzi looked at her with a smile and said, "The emperor wants to rest, but you don't need to serve in our family, but let you go over to serve." β
"Huh?"
Seeing that Nanyan was stunned for a moment, Xiao Shunzi couldn't help but laugh.
"It's nothing, just let you go over and ask you a few words."
"Oh......"
Think about it, I just made such a show in front of the ministers and the envoys of the country, and I really want to give an explanation to the emperor.
Moreover, he had the audacity to say something like that to Princess Baoyin.
Zhu Feng, you won't blame yourself for trespassing, right?
Xiao Shunzi looked at her flickering gaze, and only smiled: "Don't worry, the emperor is not angry with you, it's just that he drank some wine, a little drunk, you just speak carefully." Let's go. β
"Hey."
As soon as he heard that he was a little drunk, Nanyan didn't dare to delay and hurriedly followed.
Twilight was dreary.
When I arrived at the Wuying Palace, it was already dark.
As soon as he entered the gate of Wuying Palace, he smelled a faint smell of wine inside, and when he turned his head, he saw that Zhu Feng was standing there washing his face.
Although it was cold and snowy outside, the washing water sent was specially ordered by him to be warmer and splashed on his face, which finally made the wine smell drop a little.
People are also a little more sober.
Zhu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to get the towel, but he felt that someone had served it in front of him, so he took it and wiped his face, opened his eyes, and met the bright pupils.
Nanyan was standing in front of him.
As soon as he saw her, his pursed lips subconsciously tended to turn up a little, but Zhu Feng still held back, and after wiping two handfuls, he threw the towel on her head.
"Hmmββ!"
Nanyan covered his face with a towel, hurriedly ripped it off, and when he looked up, he had already walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.
"Come here."
Nanyan straightened the towel, hung it back on the shelf, and then walked carefully in front of him.
Zhu Feng looked up at her and said, "Come here." β
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It's all in front of you, how can you get there?
Nanyan hesitated, but Zhu Feng had already reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulled her to him, and grabbed her with his two long legs.
Nanyan was so nervous that she was about to stammer: "Emperor, the emperor ......"
Zhu Feng was still in good time, just looking at her: "Who taught you?" β
"Huh?"
"Who taught you those poems?"
"The slave thinks for herself."
"I ask, how do you know how to compose poetry?"
"I learned it when I was a kid."
"Stealing?"
"Well, the family invited a gentleman to teach the boys in the clan, and the slaves and maids often went to eavesdrop."
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
I've heard her say before that because she is the daughter of a concubine, the relationship between siblings is not very good, and the elders in the family don't value her very much.
Therefore, she can only learn secretly.
Moreover, a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and the girls of the family rarely know how to learn literature.
Seeing his thoughtful appearance, Nanyan looked at him a little nervously, and said softly: "Your Majesty...... Don't like it? β
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Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then looked up at her and said, "Originally, I also thought that women should not learn these things. β
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"But look like you todayβ"
Nanyan was a little nervous.
Zhu Feng said: "I think it's okay. β
As soon as he heard him say this, Nan Yan's eyes suddenly crooked with laughter.