That figure seems to be

Gu Tingchun.

How could she come to the Imperial Study Room?

Nan Yan stopped immediately, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

Looking back on today, oh no, it was already yesterday. She knew very well that Si Mulan and Concubine Kang and Wu Wan colluded with officials from the previous dynasty to stop her enthronement.

Then, where is Gu Tingchun?

What role does she play in it?

Think about it, this place is the imperial study room. Without the Emperor's call, she would definitely not have come by herself. Of course, it is not ruled out that she would take the initiative to say something to the Emperor.

So what did she say to the emperor?

Nan Yan thought about it and continued to walk forward.

Just as I walked down the steps, I saw a man walking in from inside.

It's Jian Ruocheng.

The dim light behind him shone a little haggard on his face. When he saw Nanyan, he was stunned for a moment: "You"

"Mr. Jane."

Nan Yan said softly and saluted him.

Jian Ruocheng hurriedly walked up to her and looked down at her.

His eyes looked gentle and concerned.

There was even a little indescribable pity.

However, all his emotions were just in his eyes. When he opened his mouth, he coughed lightly, making his voice calmer: "You are here."

"Yes, I want to see the Emperor."

"Okay, I'll go and pass it on to you."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and walk in, but just turned around, thought about it, and then turned around and looked at her.

Nan Yan also looked up at him.

The two people were silently facing each other, for only a short period of time.

But for some reason, it seemed like a long time later.

Jian Ruocheng said softly: "Don't be afraid."

After saying that, he turned around and walked in.

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment. In fact, she had not thought about getting any comfort from others, but Jian Ruocheng's short words seemed to give her infinite power.

She stood at the door of the Imperial Study Room, and for a moment, she didn't feel cold or tired.

After a while, the door of the Imperial Study Room opened again.

This time, Jian Ruocheng, Ye Zheng, He Yi and others all came out.

Several people saw Nan Yan. Although there was no expression on their faces, they all nodded at her. Nan Yan also saluted them and walked in.

In the imperial study room, Zhu Feng was the only one.

He sat behind the table, leaving only a candlelight on the table, illuminating his cold face and the letter he placed on the table.

Nanyan's heart sank for a moment.

She walked in and closed the door.

Walked gently to the table.

At this time, Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at her.

The deep eyes were a little red under the candlelight. Nan Yan looked carefully and found that his eyes were covered with blood.

Too tired.

She whispered: "Master..."

Zhu Feng said: "Do you know you are a Chinese?

“…”

This sentence was like a gust of cold wind that swept away the remaining heat in her heart.

Nanyan subconsciously shivered.

But she gritted her teeth and stood firm, and then said softly: "I don't know."

“…”

Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while.

He said again: "Then do you know what is written in this letter?"

She still shook her head: "I don't know."

Zhu Feng picked up a corner of the letter paper and handed it to her.

Nan Yan took a deep breath and hurriedly walked forward to take the letter paper.

It was a yellowed letter paper, but because no one had read it, the paper still looked very new and clean, with only a few rows of words on it, you can see it by looking at the handwriting, which is the same as some of the letters left by my father and Si Zhongwen.

Nanyan looked down and looked at it seriously.

Nanyan:

When you see this letter, Father should be no longer alive.

In fact, I am not your father.

Back then, when you were brought back to Yanguo, you were seriously injured for your father and were alone in the vast grassland, and you were almost unable to hold on. In despair, because you saw a wisp of blue smoke rising from the south, pointing out the direction for me and getting out of the predicament.

So, I named you Nanyan.

I hope your life can have such a direction.

No matter how confused the world is, there will always be a bright light in your heart.

Father's word.

...

After watching Nanyan, he was stunned for a long time.

Ever since she heard Wu Wan's words in front of Fengtian Palace and saw Si Mulan take out this letter, she was shocked.

But

This letter, which caused a huge wave in her life, was so calm.

It just tells the ordinary scene and the ordinary fact.

For a moment, she couldn't even come back to her senses.

Si Zhongwen is not his father.

The Si family is not their own home.

Therefore, everything that I think I "have" really does not belong to me.

Then who am I?

Where did it come from?

Where will we go in the future?

For a moment, she was like a willow catkin in the wind, not knowing where she came from, and didn't dare to ask where she went. She was a little swaying and extremely empty.

And at this moment, the heavy sound rang in my ears again.

"Are you a Chinese?"

This voice was so familiar and heavy, as if it had pulled her back from the swaying wind.

Nanyan raised her head and Zhu Feng was looking at her.

Those eyes could not see anger or regret, and they were even calmer than at any time on weekdays.

Nanyan didn't know why he still asked.

Obviously, I don’t know more than him.

But she took a deep breath and said, "I don't know."

Zhu Feng stood up from his seat and slowly walked to her. The tall figure blocked the only light, and Nan Yan seemed to be trapped in the darkness.

Only his voice was heard

"If, what are you?"

“…”
To be continued...