Nan Yan looked at him. He had just talked about Shu, but his eyes and eyebrows were still full of joy. At this moment, his body was filled with murderous aura.

Although he didn't know who he meant by "diging out the big one", Nan Yan also vaguely felt that it would be a big deal.

Even, it will have a great impact on Zhu Feng's pacification of the entire northwest.

However, it was only a moment to show such murderous aura. Soon, Zhu Feng's face returned to calm. He also looked at Nan Yan, who was solemnly made by himself, and said with a smile: "No matter what, wait until the news comes back."

Nanyan nodded.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, just lay down quietly.

After a while, when Zhu Feng was a little confused and was about to fall asleep, he heard the person in his arms sigh.

He looked down at Nanyan: "What are you sighing?"

Nan Yan whispered: "It's nothing. I just suddenly thought that even if the emperor dealt with the people of the Eastern Chaga tribe and pacified the entire northwest, the world is like the sea, how can there be a completely calm day?"

Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "So, those who are emperors cannot relax for a day."

“…”

"Otherwise, do you think that being an emperor is just watching people kneel at their feet and show off their power every day, and come to the harem to wander around and see the beauty? That's the story in the book of the folk sayings about coaxing people in the city, don't believe that."

Nan Yan said: "Who believes that? I just think that the emperor has worked too hard."

As he said that, he hugged his waist and pressed his face tightly against his chest.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng's heart softened.

He smiled and hugged Nan Yan tightly, saying, "What's the hard work? Since I've sat in this position, I've prepared for the hard work. I don't know it will be hard, but I'm still thinking it's hard to sit on it. That's pretentious. What's more—"

He said, smiling and rubbing Nanyan's forehead with his chin: "What about you."

Nan Yan murmured, "Of course I've been there all the time."

Zhu Feng smiled, narrowed his eyes again, and was so drowsy that he was about to fall asleep, but he heard Nan Yan in his arms ask again: "By the way, the man who followed the captive, should there be news now? How many days have it been?"

Zhu Feng didn't open his eyes, but just said slowly: "It's coming."

Seeing that he was so sleepy, Nan Yan stopped talking and leaned on him quietly. After a while, both of them fell asleep.

Although Zhu Feng said "it's almost done", two days passed in a blink of an eye, but there was still no news.

That morning, he, who had always been slow, also looked outside while sitting down for breakfast, and couldn't help asking, "Is there any news from the Jinyiwei?"

Nan Yan was holding a bowl of porridge when he heard this and looked up.

Xiao Shunzi shook his head and said, "If you go back to the emperor, you haven't."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Nan Yan immediately asked, "Nothing will happen, right?"

Zhu Feng took the bowl from her and said calmly: "Nothing can happen, at worst, you can run away. It's okay, eat quickly."

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan didn't ask much, so he picked up the dishes and started eating.

After breakfast, Zhu Feng stayed in the house to read books. Nan Yan was holding a fan and fanning him while talking to him. At this moment, Xiao Shunzi hurriedly walked in from outside and said, "Emperor."

Zhu Feng didn't look at him, just asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Shunzi said, "Mr. Chen came to report that the prisoner named Chaolu seemed to be almost out of reach."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng immediately put down the book in his hand, frowned and got off the couch, and asked, "What's going on? Didn't I ask them to send someone to watch him well?"

Looking at him?

Hearing this, Nan Yan was a little confused.

The son named Agula had already escaped, and the Jinyiwei followed him. Why did Zhu Feng send someone to look at this father named Chaolu?

She also hurriedly got up and followed Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, I'll go and have a look?"

Zhu Feng looked back at her, nodded, and then took her and Xiao Shunzi out. As soon as he walked out of the inner courtyard, he saw Chen Zixiao standing outside with a frown. When he saw the emperor coming out, he immediately said: "Emperor."

Zhu Feng asked, "What's going on?"

Chen Zixiao said: "Since the Agula left, the minister, in accordance with the emperor's instructions, sent someone to secretly stare at Chaolu and cure him without being discovered by him. However, for the sake of acting, he was really beaten. His injuries were very serious. In addition, the injuries he suffered when he was captured in the battle before have not healed. He had been in the water prison for so long. He has been in a low fever these days. Today, he looked hot all over and couldn't wake up, as if he couldn't hold on."

"no!"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "No matter what, I have to keep him."

There was no threatening word for his words, but everyone present followed the dangerous aura mixed in every word, and everyone did not doubt that if Chaolu was really dead, he was afraid that the emperor would really get angry, and the people here would be in trouble.

Nan Yan was even more confused: "Master, why do you have to keep him?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her, and at this time he didn't have time to answer, and just said, "You will know after reading it."

After saying that, he continued to walk out.

Nanyan hurriedly followed and soon arrived at the water prison.

This place was a place that Nan Yan had never been to. She frowned when she smelled the musty smell below, but she was not spoiled, and she followed Zhu Feng and the others down. Not long after she left, she saw several prisoners guarding outside the cell. In the cell, the middle-aged man named Chaolu was lying on the haystack with pale face and dry lips. She could clearly see several bloody holes.

The military doctor was also called to boil medicine at the other end of the prison. It was not ventilated and the bitter smell of medicine hit the nose.

After a while, the medicine was boiled.

The military doctor walked over carefully with the medicine bowl, and even saluted like the emperor and the imperial concubine. Zhu Feng waved his hand: "No need for these false rituals, it's important to cure him first."

The military doctor nodded, walked into the cell, picked up Chaolu, and poured medicine into his mouth.

However, the man was in a coma with a high fever, and his teeth were clenched. He could barely take medicine and he also flowed out along the corner of his mouth, and he had no consciousness to swallow.

The military doctor sighed.

Zhu Feng immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

The military doctor turned around and said bitterly: "The disease cannot be killed by medicine, but this person - I am afraid he knows that he can't survive, and now he has no idea of ​​survival. If this continues, even if the Daluo Jinxian comes, it will not be cured."

When Zhu Feng heard this, his eyebrows tightened.
Chapter completed!