I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when I finished saying this, Nan Yan trembled when he heard Zhu Feng’s calm breath.

“…”

After a while of silence, Zhu Feng put down his hand rubbing his eyebrows.

There is no expression on his face.

He only looked at Nan Yan's earnest and guilty gaze, then looked at the bowl of soup on the table, and asked Ran Xiaoyu: "What did you make?"

"yes."

After asking this question, he didn't say anything more, picked it up and drank it all.

Nan Yan looked at him with wide eyes.

Even Ran Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide.

You know, Ye Zheng was unconscious and refused to drink the soup he made. It turned out that when he saw the imperial concubine pushing it to the emperor, she felt a little guilty, afraid that if there was anything wrong with the soup, wouldn’t it be a murder of the emperor?

However, after seeing Zhu Feng finish drinking, his face remained unchanged. He just wiped his mouth and handed her the bowl.

Ran Xiaoyu whispered: "Your Majesty, this"

Zhu Feng said: "Just practice your skills again."

“…!”

Ran Xiaoyu was moved when she heard him say this.

In fact, I am already attentive enough today. It is all because of the few kids in the kitchen that they always fail to burn the stove. Either the fire is too big or the fire is too low, so I made this bowl of soup look like this.

However, the emperor looks fine.

So he smiled and said, "I obey the order."

After saying that, he went out with an empty bowl.

Nan Yan was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhu Feng had no problem drinking a bowl. Could it be that he was just too cautious just now?

After Ran Xiaoyu's back disappeared outside the door, Nan Yan turned to look at Zhu Feng: "Emperor"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Feng's brows furrowing.

Not only was his eyebrows twisted into a lump, but even his face was about to be wrinkled together. Zhu Feng opened his mouth and almost even his tongue was about to spit it out. He said in a deep voice: "Water, pour water for me!"

"oh oh!"

Nan Yan didn't care about anything else, so he hurried over and poured a glass of water and gave it to him.

Zhu Feng took it and poured it into his mouth.

Dundundu, after a few sounds, the cup was empty.

But Zhu Feng's face had not been washed away, and he could still see his frown and his eyes were slightly red. You can imagine how uncomfortable he had just endured it.

It is more conceivable what monster he drank.

As soon as Nan Yan thought about it, he felt bitter in his mouth. He lay on the table with a look of lingering fear, and asked with concern: "Master, aren't you better?"

“…”

"Do you want some candied fruit?"

“…”

"I brought some here, do you want to eat some?"

Looking at her caring look, I never thought that the bowl of soup just now was given to someone else.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and finally suppressed the tumbling in his stomach. Then he stretched out his hand and twisted her face hard: "Sinanyan!"

"emperor……"

"Are you going to rebel against the regicide or murder your own husband?"

“…”

"If you don't drink this thing, just push it to me, right?"

Nan Yan was twisted by him so hard that his mouth was about to break to his ears, but he didn't dare to argue. He just smiled and said, "I don't know if it will be so bad, but the emperor just drank it, so he didn't have any expression."

"you"

Zhu Feng really wanted to strangle her to death, but he really couldn't do it.

I could only twist her face hard, twist it hard for a few times before letting go.

He said, "If I don't show that, do you think this matter can be the case?"
Chapter completed!