"Who are you?"

When Ye Zheng heard this, he felt as if he was punched in front of him, and his eyes were a little black.

He hurried to the bed and approached Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, it's me!"

How could you forget me?

He Yi on the other side came forward calmly, pulled Ye Zheng's sleeve and pulled him back a few steps, and then said, "Your Majesty, he is Ye Zheng, and he has been following you since early on. The Emperor should be able to remember him."

"Ye Zheng..."

Zhu Feng looked at Ye Zheng up and down, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something hard.

After a while, his eyes lit up.

"Ye Zheng."

“…”

"I remembered... Ye Zheng, you are Ye Quan's younger brother."

"Ye Quan?"

This time, Ye Zheng was stunned: "Who is Ye Quan?"

He Yi glanced at him, then whispered in his ear: "Don't stimulate the emperor now. His memory is very confusing. He can't even figure out who it is. We must let him slowly recall the past."

"Well……"

Ye Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Then I remembered that I just heard Zhu Feng’s claim that he was “I”, not “I”.

In other words, he even forgot about being the emperor!

This time, he was really scared and sweated.

Originally, Zhu Feng had such a situation, and the ministers and even some ordinary people knew about the events that happened at the sacrificial altar that day, and they began to doubt the emperor's life experience.

The government, along with this new Kyoto, was in turmoil.

They all hoped that Zhu Feng would wake up sooner, whether it was to comfort or use his iron fist to suppress all these doubts.

But now, he even forgot about being the emperor. What should he do next?

Seeing the cold sweat falling from Ye Zheng's forehead drop by drop, He Yi whispered: "Don't be anxious for now."

As he said that, he let go of Ye Zheng's hand and then took a step forward.

He bowed respectfully to Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, the emperor has been sleeping for several days and has not had enough food. Weichen asked the imperial kitchen to send some food over, okay?"

"……emperor?"

Zhu Feng frowned and stared at him: "You call me...the emperor?"

"yes."

"I"

"You are the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, you will never forget this."

“…”

Zhu Feng stared at him, and in his bright eyes, a cluster of light suddenly lit up and kept flashing.

He murmured, "I, I am...I am the emperor...I am the emperor..."

"Yes."

Shi Yi stood beside him patiently, looking at him with quiet eyes.

It seemed to be waiting for his awakening.

When Zhu Feng raised his head again and there was a noticeable increase in his eyes, He Yi said softly: "So she... is your wife, the Queen."

"Wife...Queen..."

Zhu Feng's eyes looked at Xu Miaoyin next to him.

Xu Miaoyin hurried forward: "Emperor."

Zhu Feng looked at her, and his eyes also showed a familiar expression. He looked up and down for a long time and said softly: "Empress... Miaoyin, you are the daughter of the country of Zhu, Princess Yan... My Empress..."

He remembered it indeed.

Moreover, I slowly remembered everything before.

A smile appeared on He Yi's face.

The situation is much better than what they thought before.

It took only three days for Zhu Feng not only to wake up, but to speak and communicate with them, but he even began to re-recognize them.

This is much better than what he knows about the situation of people who use "Tao Shang Wang Rong".

It can also be imagined that his mental power is indeed powerful.

However, now, he cannot accept too much at once. That kind of medicine can also damage a person's mental power. He can bear too much at once, and he is afraid that he will not accept it and will collapse mentally.

He Yi slowed down his voice and said softly: "Master, do you want to rest for a while?"

"I"

Zhu Feng glanced at him.

Suddenly, he frowned and reached out to lift the quilt on his body.

You have to get out of bed when you turn over.

But after all, he had been lying for so many days and used the "Taishang Forgetful Love". His entire human condition was nothing more than the spirit, and even his soul was broken and reshaped. His body was now in a very weak state.

So, he fell from the bed.

Xu Miaoyin was startled and hurriedly came forward to support him: "Master, what are you going to do?"

He Yi and the others hurriedly reached out to support him: "Your Majesty, you should rest more."

"No, no..."

Zhu Feng's breathing suddenly became disordered, and he was whispering, his breath was hot, and his eyes were a little red.

He suddenly looked like this, which surprised He Yi a little.

Those who have used "Taishang Forgetful Love" will be clear and have few desires for a period of time, which means that they will live a very peaceful life, and no one or any other thing will arouse his emotions.

But now, his emotions seem very excited.

How is that possible?

Is something wrong?

He Yi held his arm and could feel the muscles in his body tensed up, and he kept asking himself to stand up and walk out: "I, I want me."

"Heyi, what's going on?"

"Yes, old man, what happened to the emperor?"

Xu Miaoyin and Ye Zheng were both panicked and could only ask him. He Yi frowned and looked at Zhu Feng's constant struggle. He was silent for a moment, and said, "Let's see first."

He asked them to let go, and then supported Zhu Feng himself, to be precise, to support him.

I saw Zhu Feng stumble out.

After leaving the bedroom, he walked around several places.

It was like a sleepwalking man who walked around into a maze, but his breathing was tight and his heartbeat was chaotic, as if he was eager to find something.

Finally, he walked to a palace gate.

They were all shocked.

Because this is a cold palace.

Zhu Feng said panting: "Go in... go in..."

They all seemed to understand something.

Ye Zheng didn't say anything and pushed open the door directly.

The people in charge of the cold palace, Madam Su and the others all came up to us and knelt all over the ground. Everyone was puzzled. There would be no one paying attention to this place in the cold palace for decades, so why has so many things happened in the past two days?

Even today, the emperor came in person.

And when he came, his eyes were searching, as if he was looking for someone.

Could it be

At this moment, Zhu Feng had already walked past everyone, walked straight to the door of a room, and pushed open the door.

In the room, there was a beautiful figure sitting.

Qin Ruolan slowly turned around, and his bright eyes of Qiushui looked at him with a hint of throbbing.

Zhu Feng was a little confused.

He didn't know this person, but he found her under the guidance of his subconscious.

so
Chapter completed!