Ye Zheng didn't say anything, he left the big tent and told others to keep the place safe outside.

Nanyan slowly walked to the edge of the bed.

Zhu Feng was already asleep, and it should be that the medicine had taken effect. She squatted down gently and looked straight at the pale face because of blood loss, feeling that he looked different from usual.

In the past, he was like a sharp double-edged sword. No matter how close he approached, he would be covered in bruises.

But now he has a kind of fragility that has never been before.

An impulse suddenly surged in Nan Yan's heart, wanting to protect him, and wanting to protect him well, so as not to show such a fragile appearance again.

But after thinking about it, I laughed.

Who will he protect?

If it weren't for him, how could he take risks alone with his body, and how could he be injured?

At this moment, a hissing sound rang in his ears, as if someone was so cold that he was sucking. When he looked closely, it was Zhu Feng. Although he was lying there, he was still trembling slightly.

Only then did she see that his left hand was still exposed outside the quilt.

Because it is the left shoulder that is injured, excessive blood loss will inevitably lead to coldness, even if it is covered with a quilt.

Without thinking, Nan Yan reached out and held his left hand.

His hands were very wide and thick, with thick calluses on his palms and fingertips. He should have been left by leading troops to fight with swords and swords all year round. Nan Yan slowly stroked his hand with his slender fingertips. For some reason, he felt very at ease.

She leaned gently against the head of the bed, looking at the slowly calming face. When the tiredness came, she closed her eyes and said vaguely: "I... will protect you..."

The next morning, it was already completely dawn.

Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was a thin, pale face, lying beside the bed, her fine forehead hanging from the tip of her eyebrows, touching her long eyelashes, and whirling slightly with her breathing.

It's...Sinanyan.

She was by her bedside for one night?

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while and subconsciously wanted to reach out to brush away the slightly frown needle pattern of her eyebrows, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sank on his hand.

When I looked down, I realized that my hand was being held by her.

The two little hands couldn't hold one of his hands, but the warm feeling was constantly spreading from her skin to her body.

No wonder, when I just fell asleep last night, I felt like one of my hands was inserted into the ice river, making him feel restless in his dreams, but later, the ice river melted, and the gentle spring water flowed through his fingers, making him feel much more comfortable.

It turned out to be her...

Zhu Feng's breath couldn't help but sink for a moment, and at this moment, Nan Yan felt something. She opened the hazy water vapor eyes and looked at him blankly for a while. Suddenly, her eyes widened.

"emperor?!"

“…”

"You're awake!"

Zhu Feng didn't say anything, just watched her jump up all of a sudden, but after all, she curled up at the head of the bed all night, her legs were numb, and she fell to the bed as soon as she moved.

However, her cheeks turned red with excitement, and her eyes were bright and shining: "You are awake!"

Zhu Feng looked at her lying beside her, looking like she was forgetful, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance on her body.

He suddenly felt a heat on his body, and he picked her up and pressed her under him.

Nan Yan was caught off guard and didn't even understand what was going on. He was about to ask, but before he could speak, his words disappeared between his lips and teeth.
Chapter completed!