He frowned and said, "Okay, step back."

Nan Yan raised her head and glanced at him. Seeing his impatient look, she didn't dare to stop. She hurriedly picked up the remaining pieces, saluted him, and hurriedly turned around and walked out.

As dusk fell, the entire imperial city became gloomy. As soon as Nan Yan came out of this oppressive hall, his chest felt as if it had been loosened, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

But when she looked forward, she was startled again.

On the steps outside the corner door, there was blood red.

It was those soldiers who just dragged Chen Fu here and killed him.

She took one look but didn't dare to look at it a second time. She hurried back and finally returned to that desolate courtyard and desolate room. She didn't even have time to change her clothes, so she fell heavily on the bed.

This was just her first day with King Yan, but she didn't expect that he would kill someone again.

However, this time, it seems a little different from before.

She pressed her face tightly against the cold mattress. She couldn't help but recall watching King Yan dance his sword today, watching him sit in the canopy palace and angrily scold the general.

It seems, it's really not the same.

The injury on the tip of the ring finger of her right hand was still aching. She clenched her hand hard and pressed it close to her chest. She didn't know if it was because the ring finger was too close to her chest, but her heartbeat also twitched.

stand up.

Early the next morning, the southern smoke started.

I slept fairly well last night, but I seemed to have had a lot of random dreams, and I felt a little groggy after I woke up.

When I was washing my face, I soaked my hand in the water and immediately felt another tingling sensation on the tip of my ring finger.

It's the wound from yesterday.

For such a small wound, I thought it would be fine after a sleep, but I didn't expect it was still hurting today.

She finished washing up hastily and arrived at Wuying Hall.

But when they arrived here, they found that King Yan had finished practicing his sword and even had his clothes on.

She was a little surprised. Shouldn't she be allowed to do these things? Could it be that she came too late?

However, it was not too late, and King Yan had no intention of blaming her. After washing up, he took them out of Wuying Palace again.

The weather is better today.

The blazing sunshine shone on the Fengtian Hall in front, and the light reflected from the glazed tiles made it almost difficult to open one's eyes, but Zhu Feng still stopped and looked for a while before slowly walking towards the Huagai Hall.

He still couldn't get in.

None of the civil and military officials in the court were willing to enter the palace to pay homage. Although he had captured Jinling and sent a message back to Peiping, asking the remaining troops stationed there to set off and come immediately, Jinling still did not truly belong to him.

When we walked to the Huagai Hall, it was still empty, with no one around.

He stood at the door, and the sunlight cast his shadow into the hall. The sunlight was hot, but there was a bit of coldness in his shadow.

He asked coldly: "Are you still the one who refuses to come?"

Ye Zheng said carefully: "As far as the prince is concerned, yes."

Zhu Feng sneered.

Nan Yan stood behind him, looking at his broad shoulders. For some reason, it seemed like he was back to that night again, when he walked up to Li Xuanshi and killed her with one blow without any warning.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Feng said coldly: "Ye Zheng, please pass on the word and ask the remaining troops outside the city to enter the city today and seal all the gates of Jinling. No one or even a fly is allowed to escape!
Chapter completed!