Chapter 907: You Won't Serve Me?

Nanyan was stunned.

Zhu Feng, do you want to spend the night in her room, do you want to spend the night here with her?

Although in the past, this was already a very common thing, and even, the entire harem knew very well that the emperor favored the concubine, but, in the past few months-

He didn't even see himself again.

Not to mention, stay in Yikun Palace for the night.

And now, on the first day of the ship, he had to stay in his room for the night.

Is this a dream?

She was a little incredulous, but as time passed little by little, Zhu Feng really stayed in her room and didn't leave.

But—

It's because of seasickness.

The Imperial Doctor had already told him to stay here for the time being and not to move around, but he was afraid that he would be willing to stay here because he didn't want to move around because of seasickness.

Thinking of this, Nanyan somehow breathed a sigh of relief.

She whispered, "Yes." ”

Looking at her like this, Zhu Feng's brows frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Probably because he slept a lot, recuperated his spirits, and ate some things, Zhu Feng's spirit became much better, and he no longer had symptoms of seasickness.

It's just that he didn't move around, just sat on the edge of the bed, and kept teasing Xinping.

At this time, Xin Ping is also different from before, when he was still doting on her, he has grown up a lot, and he is much heavier than before.

Zhu Feng hugged her, and when he raised her high, he smiled: "You have gained a lot of weight." ”

"Quack Quack ......"

The daughter smiled with joy.

Zhu Feng held her up and played for a while, and then put her on his lap, bumping and turning, Xin Ping had never tried this, and he screamed with excitement.

Zhu Feng smiled: "In this way, it's riding a horse, you know?" ”

“……”

"When you grow up in the future, your father will teach you to ride a horse."

"Woohoo......"

Careful Ping laughed and laughed, and the whole room was filled with her whoa-la-la screams.

However, Zhu Feng was not impatient at all, but played with her very patiently.

It seems that the little daughter who has been neglected has to make up for the lack of father's love in the past few months.

Nanyan sat on the couch not far away, watching this scene quietly, watching the two of them affectionately, and listening to the familiar laughter in his ears.

Time, as if it had gone back in time.

They haven't become rusty yet, and Zhu Feng hasn't gotten to pamper Feng Shu yet.

At that time, they were the happiest, but I don't know when everything changed.

Even now, it seemed that everything had returned, but listening to the sound of the river outside, she felt the subtle turbulence of the hull, and she even had the feeling that she was dreaming.

But, after a while, the dream, as if it was time to wake up.

Because the hour is late, I want to take the little princess down.

Aunt Tongyun was already about a quarter of an hour later than usual, walked in cautiously, and after returning to the emperor and the concubine, she hugged the heart who was still having fun.

When he went out, he was careful and like every time in the past, facing the door that was gradually closing, he was so aggrieved that he kept stretching out his little hand to grab it.

Only this time, she was able to speak: "Father...... Mother ......"

Aunt Tongyun smiled bitterly, hugged her, and said softly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, don't be willful this time. Your Majesty, it's not easy to come once. ”

"Woo ......"

"Your mother, you have suffered a lot of grievances these days, let the two of them stay for a while."

After speaking, he walked away with his heart in his arms.

As soon as the door closed, the two of them were left in the room.

Nanyan sat on the couch.

And Zhu Feng sat on the edge of the bed.

The two men looked up at each other.

There was only one candlestick left in the room, the light was not bright, and it could only barely illuminate the faces of the two people, Zhu Feng had lost some weight because of the busyness of these days.

Nanyan has lost a lot of weight.

Both men were silent for a moment.

In the past, it was obviously countless times, in contrast to this, there would be no such silence at all, Zhu Feng always hugged her to bed without saying anything, and then, it was like a dream.

But now, everything seems to be a long, long time ago, so long ago that Nanyan even feels that he has never experienced it.

She just sat there.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Feng suddenly said, "What, you want me to serve you?" ”

“……”

This sentence seems to reveal a little anger.

"Don't dare."

Nanyan could only stand up and walk over cautiously.

Zhu Feng stood up and asked her to take off her clothes for herself, and after hanging up her clothes, she made the bed herself.

Zhu Feng lay on the bed, looked at her with her eyelids lowered, with an indifferent, even cool look, and said, "You don't want to serve me?" ”

“……”

Nanyan glanced up at him.

said softly: "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor has explained, the emperor ...... Don't get tired, rest more. ”

“……”

"Your Majesty, let's rest early."

“……”

Zhu Feng looked at her in silence for a while before saying, "I, originally I just stayed here with you and rested. ”

With that, he moved in a few places, and then closed his eyes.

“……”

Nanyan stood on the bed in silence, looked at him for a while, and made sure that he didn't mean to do anything more, so he carefully took off his coat, leaving only a thin toilet coat, and then lay down on the bed.

Lie down beside him.

The bed, of course, is big enough, but it is impossible for two people to lie down like this, and it is impossible to be too far apart.

She quickly felt that the familiar aura emanating from Zhu Feng's body, as well as his body temperature, would always be much higher than ordinary people.

It's as if there is a stove next to it.

In the past, in the winter, it always felt warm to be around him.

But now, Nanyan felt very cold in his heart.

She turned her back to him, slowly curled up, and hugged herself, as if she was about to shrink into a very small ball, so that people could not touch it, and naturally she could not hurt it.

But for some reason, even after doing this, she still felt uncomfortable.

It hurts in my heart.

The pain made her twitch slightly, and she trembled gently under the quilt.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

The night is getting deeper.

In her chaotic dreams, she couldn't feel anything, but she was still crying, tears slipped down drop by drop, dripping into her hair, and disappeared in a flash.

There is only the feeling of heartache, and it is still there.

And just when she kept crying in her dreams, the body behind her seemed to slowly turn around and face her.

A large, warm hand rested lightly on her thin shoulder