After Tingfu left, Nan Yan felt exhausted and sat on the chair. When Ran Xiaoyu saw her pale face, she hurriedly brought her hot tea and snacks.

"Empress, are you okay?"

"fine."

"You wrote a letter to the Queen and passed it on so urgently. Is there anything big of a deal?"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, only remained silent for a while.

Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He said softly: "It's nothing, I just hope it can help the emperor, even a little bit."

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her slightly red eyes because she couldn't sleep well these days, and could only whisper: "It's good for the empress to be willing, but now you are pregnant with Liujia, you have to take care of the fetus in your belly."

“…”

"Don't touch the fetal air."

"I know."

Nan Yan took a deep breath and said to Ran Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, bring the letter brought by the pigeon and I'll see what's on it."

"Why."

Ran Xiaoyu walked over, took off the paper roll on the pigeon's legs, and sprinkled a little bit of pastry for it. The pigeon flapped its wings and pecked it happily.

Nanyan took the paper roll and opened it to see it.

This time, this piece of paper is larger than the previous one, and there are more words on it.

My cousin, I came to know and felt very happy. My cousin was lonely since childhood and failed to protect and take care of my brother. I hurriedly took a while before, but I could not describe the pain of separation for many years. Now I learned that my cousin was happy and I was eager to meet.

I should choose another time for my brother, and I hope my cousin will take care of it.

Nan Yan looked at it and couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, I held the paper in my palm with a complicated expression.

Although from the beginning, even though she knew that Monk was her cousin and the two were close relatives of blood, she was still wary of him. After all, she had been a Yan country for more than 20 years, and facing the emperor, it was impossible for her to change her fixed thinking so quickly.

It is impossible not to say that when she saw this letter, she felt very warm.

His letter was also written with sincerity, at least, he looked like this.

He mentioned his loneliness over the years, and said that no one protected and cared for him. This is indeed what he longed for most from childhood to adulthood, and he was greetings from his relatives.

Unexpectedly, he would talk about this.

only

Nan Yan frowned slightly and looked at the last few words.

Monk said, "I'm looking forward to a meeting," which means he wants to meet him. And he also said that he would choose another time, which means that he had at least taken this matter to heart.

Will you see him again?

But now, my mind is full of Zhu Fengying’s construction of Peking City, so I can’t care about this.

Ran Xiaoyu asked, "Empress, do you want to reply to that Munch?"

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "No hurry. You can carry the pigeon first and raise it."

"Why."

Ran Xiaoyu obediently took the pigeon away, and after a while, Tingfu came back.

He sent the letter by Feige.

Moreover, it only takes about half a day to pass the letter to the queen.

Nanyan nodded.

Now, we are just waiting for the situation to develop.

It only takes three days, but I don’t know what Zhu Feng needs these three days to do?

It's night soon.

Nan Yan has become accustomed to Zhu Feng's busyness these days, so he is lying obediently on the bed, but her mind is in a mess and she can't sleep well.

I kept thinking about this in my heart.

It was not until late at night that she finally slowly closed her eyes in her fatigue.

In this way, I slept in a mess.

The next morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar but haggard face, close to me.

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Feng slept beside her.

A hand was gently placed on her body, bringing her into her arms.

Nan Yan seemed a little unbelievable, and with a gentle touch, he touched the familiar body that exuded a warm breath.

When did he come?

He obviously didn't sleep heavily and was entangled in a chaotic dream all night, but from the time he came in and went to bed, he didn't wake him up, which showed how light his hands and feet were.

Nan Yan clearly remembered that he was a person with heavy hands and feet in the past. No matter where he went, he always had a momentum of being angry and self-righteous. Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the invisible pressure he put on people.

He has really changed a lot for himself.

Now, my cheeks have also become much thinner.

She reached out and gently stroked his face, feeling a lot of stubbornness appearing on her cheeks and chin.

Of course, his growth of stubble will not give people a sloppy feeling. On the contrary, because his appearance is handsome and has a clear outline, especially his chin is particularly tough and beautiful, and his growth of a little stubble will give people a strange sense of handsomeness.

Nan Yan couldn't take his eyes off just by looking like this.

Gently said: "My man..."

Of course I feel sorry for it.

At this time, Zhu Feng seemed to feel her touch, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was still a little confused, but after seeing Nanyan, the confusion gradually dissipated and his expression became clear.

The two of them looked at each other with their foreheads touching their foreheads. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"woke up?"

"I don't know when the emperor came."

"I came after midnight, and you were asleep, of course I don't know."

"That should wake me up."

"You're asleep, what do I wake you up?"

"I want to see the emperor."

“…”

"I miss the emperor."

Although he lacks sleep and his temples are swelling and painful, listening to her soft voice, Zhu Feng felt refreshed and his head seemed to be no longer so painful.

He said, "Didn't you see it now?"

Nan Yan stretched out one hand again, holding his face with his two little hands, and looked quietly for a while.

Zhu Feng said: "See it, then what?"

“…”

He seemed to be suggesting something.

Nan Yan pursed her lips, her face turned slightly red, but she still leaned over and kissed his lips gently.

Her kiss was of course different from Zhu Feng, the domineering and aggressive kiss.

It's just like a dragonfly skimming the water.

However, we can still clearly feel each other's breathing, and at that moment, it blends like water.

Of course, this point of slightness of the dragonfly was not enough to satisfy Zhu Feng, but he did not ask for more, but looked at her quietly, and as her cheeks became redder involuntarily, he leaned over and pointed it lightly on her lips.

A satisfied expression.

Although, there was still a deep fatigue in his eyes.
Chapter completed!