Chapter 879: Are You Having a Temper Temper With Me?
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As soon as he heard this voice, Zhu Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
And Feng Shu had already closed her eyes, waiting for that sweet moment to come, but suddenly heard Si Nanyan's voice, and her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
Sinan smoke?
Why did she come at this time?
Xiao Shunzi, who was standing at the door, was also a little embarrassed at this time.
Actually, he didn't really think that there would be anything unsightly in the imperial study, but Feng Zhaoyi was inside, and now that the concubine Niangniang was here again, it would inevitably make it a little difficult for him to do.
He smiled awkwardly: "Why is the concubine here?" β
Nanyan walked over from under the poisonous sun, her face was slightly reddened from the sun, and she said, "There is something in this palace that I want to ask to see the emperor." Is the emperor in the imperial study now? β
"Yes, yes."
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Nanyan's eyebrows frowned slightly.
If it is usual, as soon as Xiao Shunzi sees him coming, he will immediately go in to report, and even sometimes, he doesn't need to report, Zhu Feng will directly call himself in when he hears his voice.
But nowβ
Looking at the somewhat complicated expression on Xiao Shunzi's face, she felt that something was wrong.
So he asked, "What's wrong?" Yes, is there anything inconvenient? β
Xiao Shunzi said: "No, no." β
Listening to his stammering words, the doubts in Nanyan's heart deepened.
She subconsciously looked inside the door.
And at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, and Nanyan immediately raised his head, but he felt a gust of wind with the fragrance of fat powder blowing on his face, and it was not someone else who appeared in front of him, but Feng Shu.
Nanyan's eyes widened suddenly.
"You-"
"The concubine meets the concubine."
Feng Shu bowed to her.
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Nanyan was a little surprised for a while, Feng Shu, how could she be in the imperial study?
She subconsciously asked, "Why are you here?" β
Feng Shu raised her head and smiled softly: "If you go back to the concubine, the concubine is just coming to ask the emperor for peace." By the way, it's time for the concubine to go. The emperor let the mother in. β
After saying that, he got up and walked out and stepped aside.
Although, as a concubine, she is a Zhaoyi, and she should indeed let herself retreat.
But for some reason, at this time, her concession, and the inexplicable smile on her face when she retreated, gave Nanyan a strange feeling.
It's likeβ
Like a provocation?
Nanyan looked at her distant figure in surprise, and after a long while, she slowly stepped into the imperial study.
Zhu Feng was sitting behind the imperial case, and at this moment, he looked up at her.
"Why are you here?"
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I don't know why, maybe it's my own sensitivity or my own delusion, Nanyan felt that in Zhu Feng's eyes, there was a little indifference and impatience in a flash.
Nanyan walked in and said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine will meet the emperor." β
After speaking, he bowed respectfully.
Zhu Feng looked down at her, and suddenly felt a strange feeling rise in his heart, he couldn't tell what it was like, he raised his hand: "Get up." β
Nanyan then stood up and looked up at him.
The two looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.
Zhu Feng said again: "On a hot day, what are you doing?" β
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For some reason, this is obviously a spacious imperial study, but it suddenly becomes oppressive and closed, making people feel breathless.
I don't know if this feeling was given to me by the imperial study, or by the person in front of me.
He's obviously the most familiar pillow person, isn't he?
Nanyan looked at him for a while, and then said, "Your Majesty, the concubine saw Feng Zhaoyi at the door just now. β
"Hmm."
"Your Majesty...... Nothing to say? β
Zhu Feng was about to take the paperwork on the table with one hand, but when he heard this, his hand paused.
Raised his eyes to look at her: "Say?" What do you want me to say? β
Nanyan simply said, "What is she here to do?" β
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Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned slightly.
It can be said that it is rude to question him like this in front of the emperor.
However, just when he was about to faintly have some anger surging, suddenly, when he saw those familiar, delicate, and aura eyes, he felt that the anger seemed to have dropped a little.
This contradictory feeling made him a little at a loss for a while.
He took a deep breath and said, "Nothing. β
"Nothing? So how did she get into the study? β
"I let her in."
"What did the emperor let her in?"
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The two of them seem to have entered a strange circle.
Zhu Feng didn't want to say it, but Nanyan had to get to the bottom of it.
Nanyan looked at Zhu Feng with wide eyes, those eyes were originally extraordinarily quiet, always revealing a gentle and delicate light, but at this time, there was suddenly another sharp feeling.
Zhu Feng suddenly felt a burst of heat in his heart, as if he was very uncomfortable to look at by this kind of gaze.
He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I can let her in and do whatever she wants." β
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He didn't say this loudly, but it was like a thunderbolt, breaking something in an instant, and exploding in this imperial study.
Deafening.
Nanyan's eyes widened.
Those eyes were full of disbelief.
I couldn't believe what I heard, and I couldn't believe that this sentence was said by Zhu Feng.
Of course, she knew that Zhu Feng's temper was not good, even if the two of them loved each other so much, he was not a perfect and gentle lover, but even so, she didn't expect that Zhu Feng would say this to herself.
This thorn came too suddenly.
All of a sudden, it pierced into her heart.
Nan Yan was suddenly pricked so that her heart contracted, and in the quiet imperial study, the sound of her breathing pause could be heard all of a sudden.
And after saying this, Zhu Feng's self also frowned.
He was originally impatient to be questioned, and the irritability in his heart was constantly surging, and he wanted to cut off a sentence, like a quick knife cutting through the mess, so that she would not ask any more.
But for some reason, although it was cut off, the knife seemed to have hit his heart.
Inexplicably, he felt a strange pain.
Looking up at Nanyan: "Nanyan-"
"The concubine knows."
Without waiting for his words to finish, Nanyan took a deep breath and gave Zhu Feng a gentle blessing.
"Concubine, retire."
With that, he turned and walked out.
"Nanyan!"
As soon as he saw her back, Zhu Feng suddenly became a little anxious and stood up.
And Nanyan walked to the door by himself, and his footsteps stopped.
But she didn't look back.
Zhu Feng looked at her back, obviously so thin, but a hard breath from his bones, for a while, he had a feeling of contradiction in his heart.
This is in the past, never before.
After a while, he said, "Are you throwing a tantrum with me?" β
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