Giving Qin Ruolan to death is not just giving him a woman to death.

It was also a memory that was given death.

To him, it seemed that he had cut off his life, then threw it into the fire, and watched it burned to ashes in front of him.

His memory is pitifully poor.

And there were very few people left in his memory.

This feeling is even more miserable than ever. He has been busy all day, but he is willing to enjoy it. He just wants to use this kind of busyness to fill his mind and prevent himself from thinking about it.

Don't think of his anger when he found out he was deceived.

Don’t think of Qin Ruolan’s distraught look.

Don’t even think about the time I was young. No matter how sad or sad it was, no matter how many conflicts there were, many years later, I still have beauty and happiness after all.

But he lost all that.

That sad feeling has always lingered in his heart, and even when he is busy, he has never been away from it.

Until now—

He looked down at Nan Yan lying in his arms. The little woman's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were brighter than usual. When she looked at him, she seemed ashamed and angry, and she seemed to be happy. As soon as she turned over, she hugged him.

He also buried his face in his arms.

In an instant, all the unwillingness, resentment, decadence and despair were like being swept away by a gust of wind and swept away.

He smiled and said, "What's wrong? I'm so embarrassed?"

“…”

"We are all old husband and wife."

Nan Yan buried his face in his arms and said in a muffled voice: "Old husband and wife, the emperor still says that kind of thing." Zhu Feng laughed and said: "Okay, I won't say it anymore. Lift your face up and don't be silenced."

"don't want."

"Then how do you sleep?"

"Just sleep like this."

"……good."

Zhu Feng was amused and crying. Seeing the candlestick beside the bed, the candle was burning almost to the bottom. The candlelight was swaying and was about to be extinguished soon. He raised his hand and put down the curtain, and then lay down.

Nan Yan also lay in his arms.

Suddenly, the candle was completely extinguished and the room fell into darkness.

Zhu Feng was also a little sleepy, so he held her in her arms and was about to close her eyes and sleep peacefully when he suddenly felt something squirming in his chest.

It was a soft little hand climbing up and pressing it on his heart.

It seems like you want to make sure that the things inside are not lost.

Zhu Feng couldn't help but chuckled and said, "What's wrong? I promised it to you, are you still afraid that it will fly?"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, just touched his chest with his hands.

Zhu Feng smiled, and said nothing more. He also held her hand with his hands, closed his eyes, and the two of them fell asleep dependently.

The next morning, early in the morning, Zhu Feng left.

Nanyan was sleeping in a daze. Hearing the sound of him leaving, he wanted to get up, but Zhu Feng said in her ear with a deep impression: "Sleep for a while."

After saying that, he left.

Nan Yan was bored in the bed for a while before finally waking up. After asking, Zhu Feng had already gone to the morning court.

She yawned and slept well last night. After getting up, she ate something and sat by the window reading. After reading for a while, she heard Tingfu run in and report: "Eunuch Yu is here."

"Um?"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

Usually, Eunuch Yu serves Zhu Feng, why did he come at this time?
Chapter completed!