Chapter 581: Me, never retreat!

That figure seems to be--
Gu Tingchun.
How did she come to the Royal Study Room?
Nan Yan suddenly stopped, and his mind was a little confused for a while.
Looking back on today, oh no, it’s already yesterday. What happened yesterday, she knew very well that it was Si Mulan colluding with Concubine Kang Wu Wan, together with the former officials, to prevent her canonization.
What about Gu Tingchun?
What role does she play in it?
Think about it, this place is the imperial study room. Without the emperor's call, she would definitely not have come by herself. Of course, she would take the initiative to say something to the emperor.
So-what did she say to the emperor?
Nan Yan thought for a while, but continued to move forward.
Just when I got under the steps, I saw another person coming in from inside.
It is Jian Ruocheng.
The dim light behind his face also showed a little haggard. When he saw Nan Yan, he was stunned: "You--"
"Master Jane."
Nan Yan said softly and bowed to him.
Jian Ruocheng hurriedly walked to her and looked down at her.
His eyes were gentle and concerned.
There is even a bit of pity that cannot be said.
However, all his emotions were only in his eyes. When he opened his mouth, he gave a light cough to make his voice sound calmer: "You, here comes."
"Yes, I want to see the emperor."
"Okay, I'll pass it to you."
After speaking, he turned around and walked in, but just turned around, thought about it, and looked back at her again.
Nan Yan also looked up at him.
The two faced each other in silence for only a short period of time.
But I don't know why, it seems that a long time has passed.
Jian Ruocheng said softly: "Don't be afraid."
After speaking, he turned and walked in.
Nan Yan was taken aback for a moment. In fact, she hadn't thought of getting any comfort from others, but Jian Ruocheng's short words seemed to give her unlimited strength.
She stood at the door of the Imperial Study Room, and for a while, she didn't feel cold, let alone tired.
After a while, the door of the Imperial Study Room opened again.
This time, Jian Ruocheng, Ye Yu, and He Yi all walked out.
Several people saw Nan Yan. Although there was no expression on their faces, they all nodded to her. Nan Yan saluted them and walked in.
There was only Zhu Feng in the imperial study room.
He was sitting at the back of the table, only a candle was left on the table, illuminating his stern face, and according to the letter he placed on the table.
Nan Yan's heart sank.
She walked in and closed the door.
Gently walked to the table.
At this time, Zhu Feng raised his head and looked at her.
Those deep eyes were a little red under the candlelight. Nan Yan took a closer look and found that his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
too tired.
She whispered softly: "The emperor..."
Zhu Feng said: "Do you know that you are a native of Kuo?"
"..."
These words, like a cold wind, swept away the last remaining heat in her heart.
Nan Yan shuddered subconsciously.
But she gritted her teeth, stood firm, and said softly, "I don't know."
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while.
Then he said: "Then you know, what is written in this letter?"
She still shook her head: "I don't know."
Zhu Feng picked up a corner of the letter paper and handed it to her.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and hurried forward to take the letter paper.
It was a slightly yellowed letter paper, but because no one had ever read it, the surface of the paper still looked very new and clean. There were only a few rows of characters on it, which can be seen by the handwriting, and his father-He Si Zhongwen Some of the letters left are the same.
Nan Yan looked down seriously.
South Smoke:
When you read this letter, the father should be dead.
In fact, I am not your father.
Back then, when you brought you from the country of Lai back to the country of Yan, you were seriously injured for your father, and you were alone in the vast grassland, almost unable to hold on. When I was desperate, I saw a plume of green smoke rising from the south, showing me the direction and getting out of the predicament.
So, I named you Nanyan.
Hope your life can also have such a direction.
No matter the world is confused, there will always be a bright light in the heart.
Father word.
...
Nan Yan was stunned for a long time after reading it.
Ever since she heard Wu Wan's words in front of Fengtian Temple and saw Simulan take out this letter, her heart was shocked.
but--
This letter, the letter that set off a huge wave in her life, was so calm and calm.
It just told such a plain scene, told such a plain fact.
For a while, she couldn't even recover.
Si Zhongwen is not his father.
The Si family is not his own.
Therefore, everything that I thought "owned", in fact, did not really belong to me.
Then self-who is it?
Where did it come from.
Where will it go in the future?
For a moment, she was like a group of catkins in the wind. She didn't know where it came from, and she didn't dare to ask where she was going. The whole person was a little dangling, extremely empty.
At this moment, the heavy voice rang again.
"Are you from Lao Guo?"
This voice, so familiar, so heavy, seemed to pull her back from the swaying wind.
Nan Yan raised his head, Zhu Feng was looking at her.
In those eyes, neither anger nor regret can be seen, and they are even calmer than at any time in the day.
Nan Yan didn't know why he still asked.
Obviously, he knew no more than him.
But she took a deep breath and said, "I don't know."
Zhu Feng stood up from his seat and walked slowly in front of her. The tall figure blocked the only light, and Nan Yan seemed to be plunged into darkness.
I only heard his voice--
"What if you are?"
"..."
What if I am?
She has asked herself thousands of times since she returned to Yikun Palace.
If yes?
If you really are from the country...
So, everything before, doesn’t count?
All the words that have been said, all the sweet memories, all the hopes for the future, are they not forgotten?
Nan Yan raised her head and looked into those deep and secluded eyes.
Zhu Feng stared at her unblinkingly.
"What will you do?"
"..."
"Do you know what should I do?"
For some reason, Nan Yan felt that he seemed to be forcing himself.
Forcing myself to answer this question is forcing myself to face something.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly, "I am still me."
"..."
"What I love is still what I love."
"..."
"What I want is still what I want."
"..."
"I will not regress, no matter in front of any obstacles, I will not regress!"