Chapter 3252: Critically ill

Nan Yan looked at him. Originally, he had just talked about Shudi, and the corners of his eyes and brows were still happy, but at this moment, his body had already revealed a heavy murderous aura.
Although he didn't know who he meant by "digging out the big ones", Nan Yan also faintly felt that it would be a big event.
Even Zhu Feng will have a great influence on the entire northwest.
However, showing that murderous aura was only a momentary matter. Soon, Zhu Feng's face returned to calm, and he smiled at Nan Yan, who was so dignified by him, and said with a smile: "No matter what, wait until I'll talk about it when the news comes back."
Nan Yan nodded.
The two didn't talk any more, just lay down so peacefully.
After a while, when Zhu Feng was a little confused and about to fall asleep, he heard a long sigh from the person in his arms.
He looked down at Nan Yan: "What do you sigh?"
Nan Yan whispered: "It's nothing, my concubine just suddenly thought that even if the emperor had settled the people of the Eastern Chastisement Department and calmed down the entire northwest, the world is just like the sea. How can there be a day of complete calm?"
Zhu Feng squinted his eyes halfway, and said, "Therefore, a person who is an emperor cannot relax for a day."
"..."
"Otherwise, you think that being an emperor is to watch people kneel at your feet every day and play awe-inspiring, and come to the harem to wander around two times to see beauties? That's a story from the book, don't believe it.
Nan Yan said: "Who believes that? The concubine just thinks that the emperor has worked too hard."
He said, holding his waist and pressing his face tightly against his chest.
Seeing her doing this, Zhu Feng's heart also softened.
He smiled and hugged Nan Yan tightly, and said, "What's the hard work? Since I sit in this position, I'm ready to work hard. I didn't know it would be hard. It would be hard to sit up. That is hypocritical. What's more— —"
He said, smiling and rubbing Nan Yan's forehead with his chin: "And you."
Nan Yan murmured: "The concubine is naturally there all the time."
Zhu Feng smiled and squinted his eyes again. He was groggy and about to fall asleep, but he heard Nan Yan in his arms ask again: "By the way, the emperor, following the prisoner, should there be news now? How many days have it been?"
Zhu Feng didn't open his eyes, but said slowly: "It's coming soon."
Seeing that he was too sleepy, Nan Yan stopped talking, and only leaned on him quietly. After a while, both of them fell asleep.
Although Zhu Feng said "coming soon", two days later, there was still no news.
That morning, he, who had always been unhurried, took a look outside while sitting down for breakfast and couldn't help but ask: "Is there any news from Jin Yiwei?"
Nan Yan was holding a bowl of porridge and looked up when he heard this.
Xiao Shunzi shook his head and said, "If you return to the emperor, not yet."
Zhu Feng frowned slightly.
Upon seeing this, Nan Yan immediately asked, "Nothing will happen, right?"
Zhu Feng took the bowl from her and said calmly: "Nothing can happen, the big deal is to run away. It's okay, eat quickly."
Seeing him like this, Nan Yan didn't ask too much, so he picked up the bowl and chopsticks to eat.
After breakfast, Zhu Feng stayed in the room to read. Nan Yan held a fan while fanning him, while chatting with him a little bit. At this moment, Xiao Shunzi was in a hurry. Walked in from the outside and said, "The emperor."
Zhu Feng didn't look at him, just asked: "What's the matter?"
Xiao Shunzi said, "Master Chen is here to report. The prisoner named Chaolu seems to be going to die soon."
"what?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng immediately put down the book in his hand, got down from the couch frowning, and asked: "What's the matter? Didn't I let them send someone to look at him?"
Look at him?
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan was a little confused.
The son named Agula had already escaped, and Jin Yiwei followed. Why did Zhu Feng send someone to look at this father named Chaolu?
She also hurriedly got up and followed Zhu Feng's back: "The emperor, concubine also go and see?"
Zhu Feng looked back at her, only nodded, and took her and Xiao Shunzi out together. As soon as he walked out of the inner courtyard, he saw Chen Zixiao standing outside with frowning brows. When the emperor came out, he immediately said, "The emperor. ."
Zhu Feng asked: "What's the matter?"
Chen Zixiao said: "Since the Agoura left, the Weichen followed the emperor's instructions and sent people to stare at the Chaolu secretly, and healed him without being discovered. It's just that, for the sake of acting, The executions were all real beatings. The injuries on his body were very serious. In addition, the injuries he suffered when he was captured in the previous battles have not healed. After soaking in the water prison for so long, the fever has been low for the past few days. It was so hot that I couldn't wake it up, as if I couldn't hold it anymore."
"No way!"
Zhu Feng said coldly: "No matter what, you have to keep him."
He didn't have any threatening words in these words, but everyone present listened to the dangerous aura mixed in every word, and everyone did not doubt that if that Chaolu really died, I am afraid the emperor would really be furious. , Then the people here will be unlucky.
Nan Yan was even more puzzled on the side: "The emperor, why must you keep him?"
Zhu Feng glanced at her, but at this time he didn't have time to answer. He just said: "I will know when I look."
After speaking, he continued to walk outside.
Nan Yan hurriedly followed and arrived at the dungeon in a short while.
This is a place where Nan Yan has never been. She frowned as soon as she smelled the musty below, but she was not squeamish, and even followed Zhu Feng and the others. Before long, she saw a few jailers guarding there. Outside the cell, and in the cell, the middle-aged man named Chaolu was lying on the straw, his face was pale, his lips were dry and cracked, and several blood holes could be clearly seen.
The military doctor was also called in and boiled medicine at the other end of the prison. There was no ventilation inside, and the bitter smell of medicine went straight to the nose.
After a while, the medicine was ready.
The military doctor walked cautiously with the medicine bowl, and bowed like the emperor and noble concubine. Zhu Feng just waved his hand: "You don't need these vain gifts, it's important to treat him first."
The military doctor nodded, walked into the cell, picked up Chao Lu, and poured medicine into his mouth.
However, this man was in a coma with a high fever, clenched his teeth, and even after the medication was reluctantly filled, it flowed out along the corners of his mouth, swallowing without consciousness.
The military doctor sighed.
Zhu Feng asked immediately: "What's the matter?"
The military doctor turned his head and said bitterly: "The medicine doctor does not die, but this person-I am afraid that he knows that he will not survive, and now he has no idea of ​​surviving. not good."
When Zhu Feng heard this, his brows tightened.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from outside. After a while, someone hurried in and said in a low voice: "The emperor, the news is coming back from Jin Yiwei."