Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "How come you can't eat this little?"

He knew that this girl had a good appetite and was greedy. On the way to Yongzhou, she could still eat her hottest time. How could she not eat this?

So he said, "Eat!"

Nan Yan dared not resist his severity, so he could only take a bite carefully, but the greasy juice of the chicken legs made her feel a little nauseous and almost vomited.

Zhu Feng was startled and hurriedly reached out to support her back. Seeing her so uncomfortable that her eyes turned red, she frowned and said, "I really can't eat it anymore?"

She nodded quickly.

Zhu Feng frowned and said, "Then, forget it!"

“…”

“Eat more later.”

Nanyan lowered his head.

He ate all the other food in the wind.

When the people from the Imperial Study room came to clean up again, they carefully looked at the bed on the other side, and Si Nanyan had already leaned against the head of the bed again.

Those people dared not look at it blatantly, but everyone glanced at this corner. Although the mattress on the dragon bed was soft and the brocade quilt was thick, Nan Yan felt like she was feeling uncomfortable. When those people packed up their things and left, she was already covered in cold sweat.

She whispered: "Your Majesty, I am much better. Please let me go back to the palace."

Zhu Feng looked at her with a calm face.

When Nan Yan came to his eyes, she didn't dare to talk about it anymore, but she couldn't stay in this place anymore.

In a dull atmosphere, Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "Where should you go, I will decide."

“…”

"But if you dare to run around, I will interrupt you."

Speaking of this, looking at her pale face, he paused again and said, "I will put the palace maids in the Yeting Court into prison again!"

Early the next morning, Zhu Feng went to court.

He has been on duty for several days, which has never been before. He needs to deal with the mountain of government affairs.

This busyness lasted for more than half a day.

After finally finishing some major matters, Zhu Feng asked the ministers to retreat and he had to review the memorials, but several old ministers stayed.

Zhu Feng looked up at their serious expressions and felt something in his heart.

He said, "Is there anything wrong with my dear friends?"

Among them, Yan Gu, the Minister of Rites, immediately said: "The emperor, the empress, and others heard that the emperor released all the palace maids in the Yeting Court."

Zhu Feng lowered his head and put his memorial on his face, without raising his head: "Isn't this just what you want?"

Yan Gu said: "But, Weichen and others still heard that the female official Shang Bao was also released. But she did not return to the palace, but stayed in the emperor's bedroom."

“…”

Zhu Feng's imperial pen was beaten.

He raised his head, although there was a smile on his face, but a little gloomy: "All my dear friends are so meticulous. You all know who lives in my bedroom."

Yan Gu said seriously: "The emperor is selfless!"

Several other ministers immediately nodded and agreed.

Yan Gu said again: "Emperor, if you are the emperor's concubines, your ministers will naturally not dare to say much; however, Si Nanyan is just a female official, and she is a slave. It is not etiquette for the emperor to let her live in the bedroom. Please be careful in your words and actions."

What he wants to say is not as simple as being cautious in words and actions.

Letting a slave go in and out of the bedroom or even sleep in a dragon bed is no longer a matter of being cautious in words and actions.

However, he was talking about the emperor and talking about his bedside matters, Yan Su did not dare to be too presumptuous in his words.

Zhu Feng's face darkened.
Chapter completed!