Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you reply to your letter from your 'cousin'?"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but looked at Zhu Feng carefully.

She understood Zhu Feng's "little care". Of course, she couldn't say this clearly, but she had just said a few more words to Jian Ruocheng, and was misunderstood by him, and was sent to prison and almost died in prison.

So, she tried to be as careful in these aspects.

Don't mess with this petty man.

Besides, if things involve Monk, it is no longer a "small" issue. He is the emperor of the country and his concubine of Yan Kingdom. Even if she has relatives and reason, she cannot communicate with each other like this.

This time, she was surprised that this letter from Monk sent to Fei Ge.

What was even more surprising was that Zhu Feng actually asked her to reply.

This isn't a fishing fish.

Nanyan looked at Zhu Feng and didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhu Feng looked at the pigeon on the table that was constantly croaking and pecking at the pastry dumps back and forth, and said, "You cousin, you come to greet you so carefully, and you don't even give him a word?"

“…”

Nan Yan thought for a while before whispering: "Is that OK?"

"What's wrong?"

"But if someone knows, wouldn't this be a crime of affair with a foreign country?"

"I'm watching myself, how can you acquaint with foreign countries."

"Start at it yourself?"

Nan Yan tilted his head and looked at him: "Your Majesty, are you watching me write?"

Zhu Feng said: "You are so tired, you don't have to worry about it."

"Why?"

"I can write for you."

"ah?"

Nan Yan opened his ignorant eyes widened and saw Zhu Feng walking to the desk, directly took the pen and ink and a piece of paper, cut the paper into small pieces, then picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.

After writing, two or three strokes, it will be done.

Nan Yan stretched his neck and saw that there were only four words on it.

Very good, don't worry.

Nan Yan said: "That's it?"

Zhu Fengheng glanced at her: "If not, how about it?"

“…”

"What else do you want to write?"

“…”

"Since I parted, I remember meeting each other, how many times did I dream of you?"

Nan Yan almost coughed when he was choked and waved his hand quickly: "Oh, of course not."

But looking at the few lonely words on the paper, I thought to myself, this is too simple, right?

Although Monk's letter only had a few words, it was his active greeting. Perhaps it was to avoid suspicion and did not say anything else. And it was really perfunctory to reply to him by these words.

Zhu Feng said coldly: "That's it, it's enough."

After saying that, he rolled the small piece of paper, reached out to grab the dove on the table, and stuffed the roll into his leg ring.

Then he said, "Come out with me and let the pigeon go."

"oh."

Nan Yan followed him honestly out of the room and came under the eaves.

After taking the pigeon from Zhu Feng's hand, Nan Yan gently stroked it, and then said, "Be careful all the way."

Then, put your hands up.

The dove flapped its wings and flew towards the sky immediately.

It is late summer and autumn.

The sky in the north is getting clearer and higher, and the figures of doves can be seen from far away.

Monk stood under the eaves.

It was as if my heart was blessed. From afar, I saw the black dot in the sky slowly getting closer and closer. Sure enough, it was the gray dove.

The dove hovered over his head and fell to his feet.

He smiled and bent down, grabbed the dove, held it in his hand, turned around and walked back to his bedroom. At this moment, King Arislan of Nanli asked for a meeting.

As soon as he saw the dove in his hand, he immediately said, "Is it news from the west?"

"No, it's the south."

"South?"

"Nanming County Lord."

When he heard that it was Nanyan, Arislan's face changed slightly.

He immediately said, "Have the Emperor passed her message?"

"Um."

"Uh, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." Munch's hand was white and soft, gently stroked the dove's back to calm it down, and then took the roll of paper from the ring on its feet and said, "Just just greet her if she's okay."

“…”

"I'm very worried about that when she looks on the beacon tower."

“…”

"She must be pregnant and pregnant with Zhu Feng's child."

Arislan nodded silently.

Although they are all big men, I still understand this, especially when Zhu Feng looked furious at that time, as if he was about to tear the people in front of him, even King Ashige of Beili couldn't help but retreat aside.

Of course they understood a little.

But unexpectedly, Nan Yan was pregnant and was captured by them.

Such a bumpy road

Seeing Munch unfolding the paper roll, Arislan hurriedly said, "How is it? Is she okay?"

Monk opened his eyes wide and looked at the words above.

After a while, he burst out laughing.

Arislan said: "What's wrong?"

While laughing, Monk handed him the roll of paper and said, "It seems that our cousin should be in good condition. But it's too strict."

Arislan took it and saw four simple, almost perfunctory words on it, and immediately frowned.

"Is this Nanyan back to you?"

"Obviously not."

Monk said: "You have also seen the situation of Tian Nanyan that time. With her current situation, it is impossible to write such vigorous and powerful words; and, when you look at the handwriting, it is clearly murderous."

Arislan looked down and looked again, indeed.

so

"It's the personal title of the Emperor of Yan State."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Monk couldn't help laughing.

However, there was no smile in those slender and soft eyes.

After laughing, he put the small piece of paper aside and turned to Arislan: "Is there anything wrong with King Nanli entering the palace today?"

Arislan sighed: "King Beili has been making a lot of noise these days."

“…”

"Although he is back, his ambition is bigger than before."

Monk said: "Of course I know."

“…”

"This time, we went to the beacon tower and originally wanted to hide it from him, but unexpectedly, we thought it would be hidden from him so hard that we could not understand it."

Arislan said: "How did he know?"

“…”

"This time, even the Lord Mandu is standing on our side."

"Mr. Mandu is not standing on our side. He just wanted to figure out whether Si Nanyan is really Princess Tana's daughter. As for other possibilities, it depends on his future choice."

Monk thought for a while and said, "This time, something reminded us that there are still many eyeliners in the palace that we did not notice. Be careful."

Arislan nodded.
Chapter completed!