For some reason, after hearing what Feng Shu said about Bo Wanghou, Nan Yan felt that her thoughts were even more confused.

Bo Wanghou, in the Western Regions.

It turned out that he was not dead, but just missing. No wonder everyone could find him in Yan Kingdom because he was in the Western Regions.

But

Be a good man of Bowang, with a high place and a family business, why do you have to go to the distant Western Regions?

Nan Yan thought for a while and asked, "Have you asked him why he was in the Western Regions?"

Feng Shu glanced at her and said, "Why should I ask him this question?"

“…”

Nanyan was speechless.

Indeed, according to Feng Shu, she was still wandering at that time. At a young age, she naturally would not know Bo Wanghou of Yan Country. She only knew that this person saved her, so how could she inexplicably ask him such a question?

As he said that, Feng Shu glanced at the person on the painting and said, "Empress, why is there a portrait of him here? Do you know him or not?"

Nanyan took a breath and said, "He is my uncle and the Marquis of Bo Wang of Yan State."

"ah?!"

Feng Shu was also shocked.

She opened her beautiful eyes in shock, looked at the person on the painting, and murmured: "Your uncle? Bo Wanghou? Then how could he do it?"

"I also find it strange and want to know the answer."

Nan Yan looked at her seriously and said, "So if you can remember anything, try to think about it as much as possible and then tell me."

“…”

Feng Shu didn't say anything, but frowned.

Seeing her like this, she is indeed thinking about it seriously.

After a while, a light flashed in her eyes, as if she had remembered something, and said softly: "I remember that he saved me at that time. When I woke up at his home and was not very clear, I was extremely grateful to him and once asked him if he was a god."

“…”

This is like something a little girl can say.

When the people are in a down-and-out situation, they often place their hopes on gods and Buddhas. If they save their own people, they will naturally be pushed to the altar by themselves.

It is not surprising that she would regard Bo Wanghou as a god.

Nan Yan asked, "What did he say?"

Feng Shu said, "I remember that at that time his expression seemed melancholy and even a little helpless. He told me that I am not a god, I am just a useless mortal."

Nan Yan frowned slightly.

This is not like what Bo Wanghou, who once called the wind and rain, helped Emperor Gao establish the country.

She said, "Why did he say that?"

Feng Shu said, "I also find it strange, because I had been sick for a long time at that time and thought I was going to die, but she easily saved me, so I asked him, "You saved me, like a god, how could you be a useless mortal?"

Nan Yan asked, "What did he say?"

Feng Shu said, "He told me that although he could save me, he could not save his beloved person. He is the most useless person in the world."

“…!”

Nanyan's heart trembled suddenly.

Is there no way to save my beloved person?

Who is Bo Wanghou’s beloved most?

Yes, Princess Tana? Or

Nan Yan stared at Feng Shu anxiously: "Did he say who his beloved is? Have you seen the people around him?"

Feng Shu shook her head gently.

She thought for a while and said, "It's been many years and I can't remember it very clearly, but I haven't seen anyone around him."

“…”

"The only memory of him now is that he is a person who exudes loneliness and sadness from the inside out."

From the inside out, there is loneliness and sorrow.

Hearing this sentence, Nan Yan couldn't help but feel sad.

Speaking of which, Feng Shu met him when she was very young, and even such a young child could feel his loneliness and sorrow. It is conceivable how lonely and sorrowful this person is.

The once famous Bo Wanghou was his nominal uncle.

What have you experienced over the years?

At this time, Feng Shu turned to Nan Yan and said, "I didn't expect that the person who saved me was the uncle of the imperial concubine."

Nanyan glanced at her.

Feng Shu said: "Should I thank the Imperial Concubine?"

Nan Yan said lightly: "You don't have to be him, not me; the person who has kindness to you is just him, not me."

Feng Shu smiled: "The concubine is clearly divided into grudges."

She continued, "However, I brought the news of Bo Wanghou to the Empress. Can it be considered that I am kind to the Empress?"

Nan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

She didn't expect that someone would actually plot against her.

Moreover, it is Feng Shu who has been silent all these days.

Nan Yan had a faint smile on his face and said, "How can Feng Zhaoyi want me to repay my kindness?"

Feng Shu's beautiful big eyes turned and said, "That's all, that's simple."

"oh?"

"I heard that the emperor likes to drink tea. When I was traveling in various countries in the Western Regions, I learned the special method of making tea there. I always wanted the emperor to taste it, but"

She deliberately smiled bitterly: "Everyone knows this harem. Now the emperor favors the imperial concubine alone, and other sisters are almost unable to bear the rain and dew. My concubine has not been able to see the emperor for several months."

Nan Yan's eyebrows twisted unconsciously.

She sneered: "You want me to persuade the emperor to come and favor you."

In fact, this was already very shameless, but Feng Shu didn't expect that she would say even thicker: "In the last Jockey Club, I wanted to use my own abilities to win the emperor's eyes. Unfortunately, I was interrupted by some things."

“…”

"But these days I understand that surviving in the harem, you must not be without helpers, nor without a backer."

"Do you want this palace to be your backer?"

"If you can get the Empress's look, Fengshu will have no regrets in this life."

“…”

Nan Yan is true, and she didn't expect that she would say these words to her.

Only then did I understand that women in the harem do everything they can to compete for favor.

Speaking of which, are you living too easy?

but

No matter how easy it is, it is your own business.

So she smiled faintly and said, "It turns out that Feng Zhaoyi wants to be favored by the emperor, that's it."

Feng Shu suddenly held up a relaxed expression and looked at her with a burning look.

Nanyandao: "No."

"Why?"

"Because the so-called favor you just said a few words to let me know some dusty past events, and it is not of any benefit to me now."

Nan Yan smiled faintly and said, "In this harem, no one is willing to do a loss-making business."

Feng Shu was also a little anxious: "Imperial Concubine, this is just a small task for you."

"It's just a matter of raising hands, but I still don't want to."

"Why?"
Chapter completed!