The grand scene of the great nations coming to the court on this day was recorded by historians. Not only that, after this day, the great culture and education of the Great Yan Dynasty spread overseas, and more countries sent their special envoys to the Central Plains. They learned from each other and communicated with each other, making this day and the prosperity after this day a gorgeous music that shone in history.

However, the experience of those who are in it is not like those who are watching the scenery.

This time the state banquet was indeed good in appearance, but it cost a lot, almost exhausting the small amount of silver left in the national treasury. After that, the previous dynasty and the harems were all tight. Nan Yan set an example and reduced his monthly fee. However, his life was not easy to pass, and he secretly sent someone to sell something.

Even the concubines in the harem were like this, not to mention the previous dynasty.

After this state banquet, the salaries of officials above the third rank in the court were reduced by 20%. After the Yongzhou War, the court also investigated and dealt with some wealthy businessmen on both sides of the border. Zhu Feng killed him and confiscated several of them, and finally survived that crisis.

However, such methods naturally made everyone complain.

Fortunately, this state banquet also had a good impact, and the trade routes were opened. All the raw silk that had accumulated over several years had been put into production. A large amount of silk brocade produced was sold to various countries through sea and roads, and gold and silver continued to flow into the Central Plains, causing the national strength to gradually recover.

Of course, all this cannot be separated from the hard work of the emperor and the court officials day and night.

And this is also what Nanyan is most worried about.

While the national strength is booming, Zhu Feng's physical condition is getting worse and worse.

Although the state banquet was lively and Zhu Feng was very interested, Nanyan noticed that he had almost no food except drinking. At night, the two of them finally went back to rest. Nanyan asked him if he wanted to use some midnight snacks, so he took off his clothes and fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Nan Yan just thought he was very tired, so he didn't say much, so he helped him take off his shoes and stuffed his legs into the quilt, washed himself briefly, and then went to sleep beside him.

But the next morning, Nanyan had already put on her clothes, but when she turned around, she found that Zhu Feng, who had always been used to getting up early and would not stay in bed even if he didn't go to morning court, was still asleep. The morning light shone outside the window and shone on his face, with a little sickly redness in the pale.

Nan Yan felt something was wrong, so he reached out to touch her, which made her shiver.

Nan Yan was shocked and hurriedly asked someone to call the imperial physician over.

Several imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital were caught off guard and all gathered at Yikun Palace. When they saw Zhu Feng like this, they asked in detail before that there was nothing wrong with eating and sleeping. The disease came too suddenly, but they still worked hard, and had acupuncture and medicine. They struggled for two days. Finally, on the evening of the third day, they saw Zhu Feng open a ray of eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he met Nan Yan's red eyes.

He was silent for a moment, and his voice was hoarse as if he was cut by a knife: "What's wrong?"

As soon as I spoke, I coughed so hard that I felt so astringent.

Nan Yan hurriedly sent someone to bring warm water up, fed the spoon to him little by little, and then whispered: "Are you better, your prince?"

Zhu Feng's mind was still not very clear. He looked at her with his eyes empty and saw the person standing in the room behind her. He felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he felt a little responsive: "Is I sick?"

Nan Yan reached out and stroked his forehead gently, stroked his sweaty forehead hair, and said softly: "It's okay."

“…”

"The imperial doctor has come to see him. The emperor's high fever has subsided, and he is still weak now."

“…”

"Are the emperor hungry? Do you want to eat something? I asked the kitchen to stew an egg, and the tender ones are just right now."

“…”

Not only Zhu Feng, but also Concubine Yi who was standing behind her were a little surprised.

During these three days, the emperor was sick and unconscious, and everyone had a bad premonition. Although the disease came strangely, it was just because of the strangeness that made people scared. Everyone also knew that the emperor did not get sick often, but every time he got sick, it was almost deadly. Concubine Yi even cried on her back.

But the imperial concubine who was closest to His Majesty the Emperor never had any emotional fluctuations. She served the emperor, doing everything herself, and there was no worry or pain on her face. Only when Wang Baizhi and the others were ordered to come for treatment, the imperial concubine said in a calm voice, "You can do whatever you want." That sentence made everyone around her feel that almost turned into a substantial murderous aura. Everyone had no doubt that if Wang Baizhi and the others couldn't wake up, the imperial concubine would have to let the entire Imperial Hospital be buried with her.

And now, the emperor has woken up, and she is still so calm, as if nothing has happened.

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, as if he was smiling, and then nodded.

The imperial concubine immediately sent someone to send the stewed eggs, and a little sesame oil dripped on them, which exuded the most simple fragrance, which made Zhu Feng feel more hungry than the delicacies at the state banquet. He ate most of the bowl on Nanyan's hand before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Nan Yan put down the bowl and said calmly to the person standing behind him: "The emperor is awake, it's okay, you all go back."

Everyone looked at her twitchingly.

Nan Yan said: "I am here, the emperor is fine, you all go back."

This last sentence is an order that cannot be disobeyed.

Then everyone withdrew from Yikun Palace timidly. Several concubines whispered in displeasure: "Why is the imperial concubine? She is really worried about the emperor? We are all anxious, she seems to be fine."

"What do you know!"

A low shout sounded behind them so scared that their hair stood up. When they looked back, they saw that there was Concubine Yi with a gray face. Several people hurriedly bowed their heads and bowed.

Concubine Yi looked at them coldly and said, "The imperial concubine has the intention of doing things. Do you think you are smarter than the imperial concubine!"

Several people said silly: "I dare not."

Concubine Yi snorted coldly and walked forward. Several people followed her, but some people were confused and asked softly: "Sister Concubine Yi, we just felt strange. The emperor suddenly had such an emergency disease. We were all scared. Why did the imperial concubine not even change her face after a few days? She is the most favored by the emperor, how could it be so empty, no——”

Concubine Yi looked back at her: "Do you think the Concubine is ruthless?"

Several people looked at each other, and although they didn't dare to say anything, the expression on their faces clearly stated that it was.

Concubine Yi shook her head, sighed lowly, then turned her head and continued to walk forward, and said as she walked, "What do you know? The emperor was so ill this time, and everyone had made bad plans in their hearts. If there was any, everyone would naturally cry to death."

“…”

"But Imperial Concubine, she won't cry."

Everyone looked at her in confusion: "What will she do?"
Chapter completed!