Chapter 1280: Concubine, hold an umbrella for the emperor

"I shouldn't have you in my heart."

"In my heart, there is no longer you!"

These two sentences completely knocked Nanyan's heart into the bottomless abyss, she opened her eyes wide, looked at Zhu Feng's back, and in an instant, her whole body was cold.

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

She trembled, trying to open her eyes to see clearly, but tears welled up, blurring her vision in an instant, and completely distorting Zhu Feng's last back, and by the time the tears fell drop by drop, she couldn't see anything.

There was only icy rain, which was falling mercilessly.

"Your Majesty!"

Her hands were pressed to the ground, her nails were almost broken, and a salty smell poured out of her throat that made her voice strangle; And when she opened her mouth again, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"!"

Ran Xiaoyu, who was holding her, was frightened when she saw her like this, and Wang Baizhi, who was originally waiting at the door, heard the sound and hurriedly rushed in.

Queen Xu Miaoyin also walked in.

Seeing Nanyan like this, everyone was frightened, Xu Miaoyin hurriedly said: "Hurry up and carry the concubine to the bed, Imperial Doctor, hurry up and show the concubine!" ”

Everyone hurriedly surrounded them and hugged Nanyan with all hands and feet.

And at this moment, Nanyan's whole body was cold, and her consciousness was almost in darkness, but there was always a glimmer of spirit, holding her eyes and looking at the door.

Heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder.

The concubines and eunuchs of the harem all poured in.

But Zhu Feng-

He, did not come back.

The last tear slipped down the corner of her eye, and she gave up, a desperate smile on the corner of her mouth, and slowly closed her eyes.

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Zhu Feng walked in the icy rain.

When Ran Xiaoyu's mournful shouts came from a distance behind him, his footsteps sank, and he almost unconsciously wanted to stop, turn around, and return to the house.

Everything in front of him was obscured by the rain.

However, there is a figure of a person, but it is so clearly horizontal.

The pale, petite little woman who always snuggled up to him, although she was so stubborn and stubborn, she was also more vulnerable to injury than anyone else.

As soon as she was hurt a little, he would be in pain.

In the past, he was never afraid of the sword and sword shadow on the battlefield, he was drenched in blood and never timid, but he was afraid that she would be hurt a little, because a little injury on her body would be magnified dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, on his heart.

He felt sorry for her, more than anyone else.

But at this time, he didn't feel it.

Perhaps, it's because I'm already numb.

The throbbing thing in his chest, at this moment, has been completely numb, and even the cold rain hits his body and face, he doesn't feel cold.

There was only a feeling of suffocation, so vivid, as if something was about to be forcibly pulled out of his body, so that he could completely forget this pain.

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

Father-in-law Yu hurriedly ran up with an umbrella at this time, and wanted to hold an umbrella for him in a panic, but Zhu Fengtou didn't reply, only said coldly: "Stand down!" ”

"Your Majesty, you are like this, how can the dragon body stand it!"

"I said, stand down!"

With his angry shout, even the rain on his body was shocked, and Father-in-law Yu didn't dare to insist, so he could only take a step back.

He stood behind Zhu Feng and persuaded hard: "Your Majesty, the slave begs you, you are angry, it is easy to beat and scold people, just don't hurt yourself." ”

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Hearing his words, Zhu Feng sneered.

teeth, almost crushed.

He said coldly: "No one is allowed to follow!" ”

After saying that, he plunged into the cold rainy night without looking back.

The raindrops the size of beans hit his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes, but he didn't care at all, the robe on his body was already soaked, and the cold penetrated into his skin, and he couldn't feel it at all.

I don't know how long I walked before I stopped.

But I found myself at the lake.

This lake is on the edge of the cold palace, and on the other side of the lake, the candles are extinguished, but there is the outline of a large hall, faintly visible in the rain curtain.

That's Jiao Tai Palace.

The Great Hall he was once most familiar with.

It's just that when he first entered there, it was not a rainy night, but a towering fire, blocking everyone's footsteps, and he was the only one who stubbornly broke into the hall.

But he was broken into his heart by a person.

That memory, he lost, that feeling, he seems to be able to understand, but now, the hall has been restored, and everything seems to have never happened.

He said coldly: "It's best, nothing has happened." ”

Sinan Smoke ......

Since there is only Jian Ruocheng in your heart, then why bother to put you in my heart?

At this moment, the pouring rain suddenly became lighter.

However, the sound of rain hitting something came from overhead.

Zhu Feng frowned slightly, and when he looked up, he found an oil-paper umbrella propped up above his head, blocking the icy rain for him, and when he turned around, he saw a pale, emaciated little face.

Kang Concubine, Feng Qianyan.

She held her hands high and held a small oil-paper umbrella, all of which were blocked over her head, and she, drenched all over, was looking at him tremblingly.

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

She said softly: "The emperor is careful of the dragon body. ”

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Zhu Feng didn't speak, just looked at her.

At that scene just now, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

It was as if I saw another person.

But that kind of trance was only for a moment, not even for a moment, and he knew very well in his heart that this was not another person.

She is Feng Qianyan.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhu Feng said coldly.

Feng Qianyan trembled, her already thin body, her clothes were soaked through the rain, and she was even more weak when she clinged to her body, but she also revealed a bit of delicate posture.

She whispered, "Concubineβ€”"

Before she finished her words, Zhu Feng had already said coldly: "Get out!" ”

Immediately, the delicate eyes trembled slightly, as if it was very painful, but she persevered, holding the umbrella with both hands, constantly shaking in the wind, and said, "The concubine can get out of the way, but the emperor, can you hold this umbrella?" ”

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"Otherwise, the concubine can only stay and hold an umbrella for the emperor."

Zhu Feng's brows furrowed.

The wind and rain gradually became stronger, especially by the lake, and she almost overturned the umbrella several times, and she probably had never done such physical work with the umbrella.

"Ahβ€”β€”!h

Feng Qianyan let out a frightened whisper.

At this moment, Zhu Feng took a step forward, grabbed her waist with one hand, and took her into his arms.

Feng Qianyan was frightened, the umbrella was blown off by the wind and floated into the lake at once, and she grabbed Zhu Feng's clothes with one hand.

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