Zhu Feng also took a look.

But he frowned and murmured: "She doesn't seem to know how to needle and thread."

"What?"

"I can't remember it very clearly, but I just feel vaguely that she doesn't seem to be able to do needlework."

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but her eyebrows slowly frowned. When she looked at Zhu Feng's sachet in her hand, her solemn expression made her mood a little complicated.

Who is the "she" he is talking about?

Is it the real Queen Chen or Princess Tana?

He should not have a deep impression of them. In addition, he used "Taishang Forgetful Love" twice and was able to have perception, which was already very difficult.

But even so, he was still so stubborn about looking for some clues in these old items.

After all, everyone wants to know where they come from.

That seems to be the key to deciding where you will go in the future.

People like Zhu Feng have their own destiny and the destiny of the world, so it is difficult for him to accept that he knows nothing about the past. It is precisely because of his pursuit that Nan Yan's heart is even more contradictory.

Because she knows the truth.

However, after returning to Peking, Heyi and Xu Miaoyin had already expressed their respects to her more than once. Before, King Ning mentioned this matter, which made Zhu Feng's mind fall into chaos, and then started a massacre in the palace, forcing them to use the Supreme Being of Love on him.

If you tell him again, what will happen?

Will he be forced into a desperate situation again?

However, I don’t want him to bear the third time of the Supreme Forgetting Love. I can’t bear to bear the fact that he forgets himself again.

Nan Yan sighed deeply.

Zhu Feng felt something and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing?"

"Why did you suddenly sigh? Did you think of something?"

"No."

Nan Yan hurriedly shook his head in a concealed manner, and then said, "Your Majesty, did you say 'she's not good at needlework. Does Queen Chen know how to do needlework?"

Zhu Feng frowned and said softly: "Yes."

"Really?"

Zhu Feng looked at her and laughed silently: "Unless my feelings are wrong, what am I lying to you in this matter?"

“…”

Nan Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, and felt that it was right.

Empress Chen was the first empress of this dynasty. She was virtuous and dignified and had a mother in the world. However, she did not come from a famous family, but like Emperor Gao, she was born in a miserable and lost her father since childhood. She followed her adoptive father to wander in the army. She should have never learned a female needleworker.

But this sachet

Although she already knows Zhu Feng's life experience, these clues actually have no meaning to her, Nan Yan still has a little inexplicable feeling about this sachet.

I don't know what it is.

She thought for a while, subconsciously sent the sachet under her nose and sniffed it.

Logically speaking, this sachet is the relics of Queen Chen. Not to mention how long she has used it, it has been more than ten or twenty years since it was left. The smell has long been very light. However, after taking a deep breath, Nanyan faintly smelled a very light fragrance.

“Huh?”

Nan Yan subconsciously frowned.

Zhu Feng had already picked up other things and looked at them. When he heard her voice, he immediately turned his head and said, "What's wrong?"

Nanyandao: "This fragrance"

"There is still a scent in this sachet?"

As he said that, he immediately took it from her hand and leaned under his nose and sniffed it deeply.

Immediately, Nan Yan felt his breath beside him pause, as if his body had stiffened for a moment, and immediately looked at him: "Master, what's wrong?"

“…”

Zhu Feng didn't say anything.

The hand holding the sachet was a little stiff.

This taste

This taste

Why did some inexplicable scenes flash in front of his eyes the moment he smelled this smell, but when he wanted to see it clearly, it flashed by again.

But that feeling made him feel a little indescribable and familiar.

Zhu Feng's brows gradually twisted into a lump, and Nan Yan immediately saw that his eyes became a little confused from the slightest.

Nan Yan subconsciously said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

He didn't respond to himself.

She increased her voice: "Master!"

Zhu Feng was shocked, as if he suddenly woke up from a nightmare, turned to look at her, Nan Yan said, "What's wrong with the emperor? What's wrong with this sachet, have you thought of?"

“…”

Zhu Feng couldn't speak, but looked at the small sachet in his hand with a complicated expression. After a while, he murmured: "I don't know."

Nan Yan suddenly felt a little guilty.

It was not because she was guilty because she had done something wrong, but because she was afraid that something would cause Zhu Feng's bad memories again, which would make the beast in his heart break free again.

She whispered: "Your Majesty, if there are no clues, let's keep these things for the time being. If you want to find clues, it's better to have some letters."

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

But he still held the sachet and didn't let go.

Nanyan reached out and carefully took the sachet from his hand. Zhu Feng looked up at her. Nanyan took the opportunity to change the topic: "Have the emperor found some of the relics of his mother's queen?"

Zhu Feng said: "These things are difficult to find, and they are not in the imperial tomb. I am still trying to find a way."

"oh?"

Nan Yan took the opportunity to hold his hand: "Why did the emperor sweat so much? Come here to sit down and have some tea."

Her hands were soft and gentle. She pulled Zhu Feng to sit on the other side, then brewed tea and delivered it to Zhu Feng's hand. Zhu Feng took a sip and the inexplicable thing in his heart seemed to have been pressed down a lot.

Nan Yan asked: "Is the emperor better?"

He looked up at her: "Yeah."

Nanyan smiled gently.

The two sat for a while, and when the rain stopped outside, Zhu Feng was about to go back to the imperial study room to continue handling his government affairs. Before leaving, he said to Nan Yan: "I will keep my mother's things here first. I need to take a look at them often and think about it."

Nanyan nodded: "Yes, I will keep all these things."

Zhu Feng left.

After he left, Nan Yan returned to the table, looked at the things on the tray, was silent for a while, then picked up the sachet and put it under his nose and smelled it.

Ran Xiaoyu happened to walk in and asked softly: "Empress, is there any problem with this sachet?"

“…”

Nanyan didn't say anything.

But a little complicated light flashed in those gentle eyes.

On the other hand, after Zhu Feng walked out of the Cold Palace, he walked a while before passing by the Yanxi Palace.

But, he only took a look and did not go in.

So he continued to move forward.

Seeing this, Eunuch Yu, who was following him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!