Zhu Feng was having fun at Furongju for a while, and dinner was delivered when he was taking a photo in the kitchen.

But I didn't expect the emperor to be here.

Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment, especially after counting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, Zhu Feng frowned slightly. Seeing him like this, Nan Yan hurriedly said softly: "Your Majesty, don't get me wrong."

"Um?"

"My little monk Mingxin has been eating with my concubine these two days."

According to etiquette, Mingxin could not go to the imperial concubine's table, but he was his daughter's savior after all. At such a young age, Nanyan didn't care about him. The meal was lively and the meal was very lively, which made her very happy.

But the emperor is here,

Zhu Feng was quiet for a moment, then looked back at Mingxin, who had been standing by carefully, so obedient that he didn't even dare to breathe, and said, "Sit up."

"The little monk dares not."

"You dare not listen to my words."

"No, don't dare."

"Then you won't sit on it."

"……yes."

Mingxin could only walk over and pull out the stool and climb up by himself.

Xinping, who was standing beside him, had already been hungry, and at this time he skillfully reached out to Ran Xiaoyu, and Ran Xiaoyu carried her to her own seat.

Then, Zhu Feng did it too.

After sitting down, he looked up at Nan Yan and said, "Sit down."

"……yes."

Nan Yan sat obediently beside him.

The atmosphere was so weird.

After all, Mingxin is not a person in the palace, and he may not be very clear about the rules in the palace. You must know that ordinary people cannot be at the same table with the emperor, and even more arguing, Zhu Feng even asked him to sit down before himself.

Zhu Feng looked at the food on the table and said, "Add another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

The man from the imperial kitchen hurriedly ran down.

After a while, Zhu Feng's bowls and chopsticks were sent.

Zhu Feng said: "Eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xinping immediately opened his mouth wide and pointed at Ran Xiaoyu beside him: "Again!"

Zhu Feng was stunned for a moment: "What did she say?"

Nan Yan just whispered: "It's 'meat', she hasn't been able to tell the word correctly yet."

Sure enough, when I saw Ran Xiaoyu pick up a piece of stewed meat and put it into her mouth, I was so happy that I chewed it very much, and I looked satisfied with my face.

Seeing her like this, she felt that she had a fragrance on her mouth before she could eat it.

Zhu Feng's eyes became gentler, and the corners of his mouth even curled up a little. However, when he turned to look at the other side of the round table, he saw a small bald head appearing in front of Mingxin, but only a bowl of bland vegetables and tofu was placed.

Although the table was full of good dishes, the child ate very honestly and didn't even look at the meaty food.

Nan Yan felt his gaze, looked at Mingxin, and said softly: "He is a monk, so I specially asked the kitchen to prepare vegetarian dishes for him."

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, but then said to Mingxin: "How can I eat only these when I am still growing up?"

Mingxin held the bowl and opened his eyes wide in horror: "But the little monk is a monk."

“…”

Zhu Feng thought about it and turned around and gave a few instructions to the person behind him. After a while, a bowl of tender stewed egg custard was brought from the imperial kitchen, and a little sesame oil was added on it. The fragrance was everywhere and it was delivered to Mingxin.

Zhu Feng said: "Eggs are considered vegetarian before they bloom. Please eat them."

Mingxin is still a little confused, but remember that the monks in the temple have said that eggs are indeed not meaty, but the poor in the temple and there is no money to buy eggs for him. Even if he is greedy, he will not ask anyone for it.

So he said softly: "Thank you, thank you, the emperor."

After saying that, he picked up a bowl and ate a spoonful of them. The fragrant smell made his eyes lit up.

Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile.

Nan Yan sat aside, looking at his almost loving smile on his face, and his heart was warm. Looking at the table, there was Zhu Feng, he was careful and calm, and there was a little boy.

Not only did she remember the child she lost here a year ago.

If the person involved can protect that child, both himself and him, can he enjoy such family happiness?

Thinking of this, I feel a little sad.

However, God was still very kind to her. Although so many things happened this year, Zhu Feng had forgotten all the past, and he was kidnapped by King Ning again, and his daughter almost fell into their hands. However, after the storm, he could sit together and have a meal.

Isn’t this happiness?

Thinking of this, she picked up a piece of meat and gently placed it in Zhu Feng's bowl.

Zhu Feng turned to look at her.

Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor also eats it."

The two of them looked at each other. Although they had nothing to say, they seemed to taste all the taste at that moment. Zhu Feng nodded gently: "Yes."

A meal was quiet but sweet.

After a while, it became darker, and Ran Xiaoyu took Mingxin and Xiaoxin to rest.

The two people in the room suddenly became a little uneasy again.

Especially Nanyan.

She looked carefully. Zhu Feng was still sitting on the couch and didn't mean to leave at this time. Should he stay here tonight?

But

Is this really good?

The two of them have long been husband and wife, and this kind of thing is normal for her, but what about Zhu Feng? He has forgotten all the past, and even before, he didn't even remember that he was his concubine. Even now, he only knew it.

That kind of relationship will not come back automatically just because you know it.

And to perform the ritual of Zhou Gong with a woman without feelings, such a thing...

Nanyan's heart was in a mess.

After a while, I felt that I was asking for trouble. If he really wanted it, I would not have a position to refuse.

But, I always feel a little indescribable in my heart.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about you tonight"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses and said what he was thinking directly. Nan Yan immediately bit his tongue and looked up nervously, but saw that Zhu Feng had already walked in front of him.

The tall figure casts a thick shadow on himself.

It seemed as if he had been covered by him.

Those eyes shone in the dark light.

He said, "What's going on tonight?"

“Today, tonight”

Nan Yan's face couldn't help but feel hot, and he didn't even dare to look at his eyes, and subconsciously lowered his head.

When Zhu Feng looked at her, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinched her chin.

"What are you afraid of?"

"without"

"I'm not afraid, why don't I look at me?"

"No, no."

After biting her tongue and saying this, she still didn't dare to look at him.

I only felt him leaning down and getting closer to him, and even the breath that filled his breath was blowing on his face.

It made her cheeks even hotter.
Chapter completed!