Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine - Chapter 3602 arrange

Nan Yan reached out and took the handkerchief from Zhu Feng's hand, and without opening it, he threw it into the charcoal basin next to him. Get up, and then quietly turn into a pool of ashes.

Zhu Feng glanced down, frowned slightly, and said, "It took only two days for you to burn."

Nan Yan picked up a glass of warm water to rinse his mouth, and said calmly: "The emperor has been diligent and thrifty all his life, can't he afford a few handkerchiefs? Rest assured, the emperor, the concubine has a lot of it here, and it's nothing. The silk fabrics are all cloth handkerchiefs, and they are not worth a lot of money.”

Zhu Feng shook his head, but didn't say anything. He rinsed his mouth with saliva, and then spit into the small cup that Nan Yan brought.

After doing all this, the blushing on his face that had just been caused by the cough has faded, his face is getting paler and paler, and he has no spirit. He leaned his back on his body and said softly, "Don't sleep, Your Majesty, Ying Shao will bring something over soon, Your Majesty, eat a little and then sleep."

Zhu Feng looked up at her.

Nan Yandao: "It was the emperor himself who said he wanted it, and the emperor fell asleep after he was sent. Isn't he not believing what he said?"

Zhu Feng laughed and sighed angrily, and said, "You have so much to say."

Saying that, he couldn't insist on going to sleep, so he could only sit up and sit up. The temporary camping tent on the grassland was definitely incomparable with the environment of the palace. There was not even a place to sit. Sit on the edge of the bed and let him lean against you.

This picture has been presented between the two people countless times in the past few decades, but at that time, it was mostly Nan Yan leaning on him.

But right now, it's completely lost.

Thinking of this, Zhu Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

Nan Yan lowered her head: "What is the emperor laughing at?"

Zhu Feng coughed lightly and said, "I'm thinking, I've become useless too."

Hearing this, Nan Yan's brows furrowed immediately.

It's not that she doesn't know Zhu Feng's temper. This person is clean, he can't tolerate others making mistakes, and he can't tolerate his own mistakes. When he was in the Great Wall Moof before, he only shot Na Qin because of three arrows, which made him brooding. Now he enters In the hinterland of the prairie, the severe cold made his condition worse. His health was worsening day by day, and he was even weaker than Nan Yan, who was a woman.

Therefore, Nan Yan has always been careful to take care of his body without making him feel weak.

But he didn't expect that he would say it himself.

Nan Yan said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty..."

"You don't have to be nervous."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Feng interrupted her lightly. He coughed twice, leaning on Nan Yan's body with his thin back, he could feel that his whole body was so thin that his skeleton would be affected by that cough at any time. Disappeared, but he said calmly: "I know what's going on with me, and if I say something to coax me, it will be boring."

Nan Yan frowned and was silent for a while before saying: "When the emperor expels Munch from Mobei, we will go back to Beijing to cultivate well, and naturally we will be fine."

Zhu Feng glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Of course."

I don't know if it's because of his weakness or what, but the expression on his face is very gentle because of his weakness, saying this is more like comforting Nan Yan.

Because of this, Nan Yan felt even more uncomfortable.

And Zhu Feng leaned on her, probably because the constant body temperature from Nan Yan made him feel a lot more comfortable, his gasping voice also slowed down a little, after being quiet for a while, he said, "Our words should have been passed on. I have returned to the capital, but I don't know when the prince will return to the capital."

Nan Yan said: "Prince has been trained in the past two years, and he has become more sophisticated in his work. The disaster relief work will not delay him for too long."

"That's fine,"

Zhu Feng nodded: "He's different from me, and shouldn't be walking around. If you return to Beijing earlier, the people he sent will be able to tell him earlier."

Nan Yan glanced at him: "Does the emperor have any important words for His Highness?"

Zhu Feng chuckled lightly and said, "If it's important, how could someone who doesn't have anything to do with it pass it on to him."

Nan Yan unconsciously frowned slightly.

Zhu Feng was silent for a while. He leaned on Nan Yan's shoulder and looked up at the low tent above his head, as if he was thinking about something. It's time." Then he slowly reached into his left sleeve, and took out a small bright yellow scroll. Just by looking at the color, you could tell that it was the emperor's decree.

Nan Yan frowned: "Your Majesty, this is—"

Zhu Feng didn't answer her, but unfolded the scroll on his own, with a few lines written on it. Nan Yan glanced at it and saw that it was he who arranged some personnel in the court, read the handwriting. , Obviously not written before the expedition, because the handwriting is scribbled and there are trembling marks in many places, obviously it was written after entering the grassland and feeling unwell.

Nan Yan was almost inseparable from him, and he did not know when he wrote it.

Nan Yandao: "Your Majesty!"

Zhu Feng still didn't answer her, and said to himself: "The cabinet team follows me, and the prince behaves differently from me. I'm afraid that group of people will change. Your uncle is also old, and after the crown prince ascends the throne. , if he is smart, he should retreat bravely, so as not to let my will sweep his face."

Nan Yan's brows furrowed.

Of course, she knew that Gu Tingqiu was the husband-in-law of the prince and the uncle of her most favored concubine. This dual status made him a powerful and powerful person in the court. Therefore, after Gu Qiqing got married, Zhu Feng also He was deliberately suppressing him, not because he didn't trust him, or because he didn't trust himself.

Now that he said this, it is not surprising.

However, when Zhu Feng said this, it was clear that he was already arranging things behind him.

Nan Yan said in a deep voice: "These words are matters of the court. The emperor will arrange it when he goes back. The concubine doesn't want to hear it."

Zhu Feng still ignored her and continued: "Heyi... Heyi is available."

"..."

"It's just that this person's brain is moving too fast and his mind is too heavy. If you want to use him well, you have to work hard."

"..."

"This depends on the prince's own practice."

Nan Yan's face became more and more ugly, and she said coldly, "This has nothing to do with the concubine, the emperor doesn't need to tell the concubine."

Zhu Feng looked back at her and said with a smile, "The next thing is about you."