It was not until dark that Zhu Feng came back from the back mountain. His clothes were already wet with night dew again, and his whole body was filled with a little chill.

However, when he pushed the door, he saw a candle lit on the round table in the middle of the room.

Nan Yan sat quietly in front of the light.

After giving birth to Cheng Jun, she almost no longer applied makeup except for the major days. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes have indeed lost the girl's lightness and spirit as the erosion of the years, but have a bit of gentle charm. Especially when seeing her under the lamp, she always feels like a warm current injected into her heart.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's heart beat.

Hearing the sound, Nan Yan also turned his head, and when he saw him standing at the door, he immediately stood up with a smile and walked over: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Feng then closed the door and walked in: "Why are you here?"

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at him: "Why, the emperor doesn't want to see his concubine?"

Zhu Feng said: "Aren't you just caring about getting close to Concubine Yi?"

Hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing, and directly reached out to grab his hands and rubbed them into his palms. Zhu Feng's rough fingers also showed a little coolness, and was squeezed by her warm little hands, and the warmth rushed directly into his heart from his fingers.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "No matter how much you kiss, you can't kiss the emperor."

"You!"

Zhu Feng pulled out a hand and poked her forehead, but couldn't help laughing and led her back to the table to sit down.

Nanyan looked at it and the box he just brought over was not there.

It seems that it has been opened.

However, she didn't ask much. After Zhu Feng sat down, he immediately walked to the door and told him to send some food outside. After hearing this, Zhu Feng frowned slightly and said, "I'm not hungry."

When Nanyan heard this, her eyebrows stood up.

"Aren't you hungry? The emperor didn't eat a piece of rice this day, how could he be hungry?"

Just as Zhu Feng was about to say something, she interrupted him fiercely: "You have to eat if you are not hungry!"

Zhu Feng blinked his eyes and looked at her. The gentle silhouette under the lamp just now seemed to be just an illusion. Now he was facing a concubine who was so fierce that even the emperor dared to scold her. He only smiled and said, "Forget it, listen to you."

Nan Yan snorted and let him go.

In fact, the kitchen was always listening to the imperial concubine's orders and the food was hot. As soon as the emperor came back, he immediately brought everything up. Although Zhu Feng had no appetite, he found out that Nan Yan had been waiting for him here after he came back, and he didn't touch his teeth. So he had to accompany her to eat half a bowl of rice, and then Nan Yan drank a little soup, which made him recover.

He stretched, feeling that a big stone that had been pressing on his heart for so long seemed to have disappeared for no reason.

When I turned my head, I saw Nan Yan sitting at the table, looking at him with bright eyes.

Zhu Feng thought about it and said with a smile: "Do you want to ask me what do you want to ask me?"

Nan Yan said: "I really have something to ask the emperor."

Zhu Feng also knew that some things could not be hidden from Nan Yan's eyes, but he was just about to let them go? He raised them again. He was inevitably a little uncomfortable. But he still said, "What do you want to ask, ask."

Nan Yan's eyes flashed? After looking for a while, he said, "What will the emperor do tomorrow?"

Zhu Feng was stunned: "Hmm?"

Nan Yan said: "The emperor had expected to stay in the Imperial Mausoleum for only five days before, so we should leave the day after tomorrow? Then there is only one day left."

Zhu Feng is still a little overwhelmed.

He thought? Nan Yan would definitely ask the monument without words, the box, and ask some things that he had long been reluctant to touch again.

But unexpectedly, she didn't mention a single word.

When he met Nan Yan's bright eyes, his heart felt like the sky was dispelled by all the dark clouds, which were bright and refreshing for a moment? Unspeakable comfort came. He smiled and said, "How do you plan to live?"

Nan Yan said: "It is rare for the emperor to come out with peace and peace? He has been stuck in the house two days ago? He doesn't care about them, and he will take them out for fun tomorrow. The scenery here is so beautiful, so it's good to have a walk together."

Zhu Feng laughed and said, "Okay."

The next day? They got up early, Zhu Feng and his two concubines and their two daughters had breakfast together, and then took them from the side door of the Imperial Mausoleum to walk down the mountain along a bluestone road. Nanyan had been here a few times, but had never walked this road. He only looked at the lush forests on both sides of the road, covering the sky and the sun, and could not see anything.

Then he asked, "Where is the emperor going to take us?"

Zhu Feng walked forward with his hands behind his back and said, "You will know when you go."

As he said that, he looked back at the four of them.

Although they didn't have to dress happily after leaving the palace, after all, they were with the emperor today. Nan Yan and Concubine Yi were each wearing bright dresses, and the two little princesses were also dressed in pink, just like two jade dolls, one big and one small.

Zhu Feng looked at them like this, with a cunning smile in his eyes and said, "I'm dressed so beautifully, hum."

After saying that, he turned his head mysteriously and continued to walk forward.

Nan Yan and Concubine Yi couldn't help but look at each other.

After walking all the way to the foot of the mountain, they realized what Zhu Feng’s smile meant just now.

Master Shangshan led a kind of disciple and grandson on this Xingluo Lake. Except for the imperial court transporting grain, rice and diesel to it every year, many vegetables were planted by them themselves. At the foot of the mountains on both sides of the Imperial Mausoleum, dozens of acres of fields were opened up not far from the river beach. When they walked down, some little Taoist priests had already cultivated here.

Concubine Yi opened her eyes wide: "The emperor wants to let me wait-"

Zhu Feng said: "You guys have been in the high-gate courtyard since childhood. These two little ones are both in four bodies and inseparable from grains. Today, they are also here to learn all kinds of land. You should know that no matter where people go, they cannot live without the land. No matter how much delicacies they eat, they still have to dig out of the ground."

Concubine Yi wanted to cry without tears.

Zhu Fengruo said earlier that they could at least change into lighter clothes. Now that they are wearing such skirts to farm, it is obvious that they are just slandering people.

Nan Yan also muttered: "Why didn't the emperor say it earlier?"

Zhu Feng just smiled and didn't speak.

They stood on the ridge of the fields and watched the little Taoist priests use iron plows to open the strong land. Some people sow seeds behind them, and some people poured them on the water, covering the opened soil, and collaborated with tacit understanding.

This is also the most common spring plowing situation in the fields.

Nan Yan looked at it, thought for a while, and said, "I remember, the days of spring plowing have passed, why did this place start?"

Zhu Feng said: "This winter is longer than in previous years, especially in this place, the land was thawed last month. In order not to freeze the seeds, we can only sow the seeds later."
Chapter completed!