Chapter 644: You don't give me, I don't want

Nan Yan seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights.
From some legends she has heard in the past, including stories told by the old people, the imperial tombs are generally built in some feng shui treasures to facilitate sacrifices.
But she didn't expect that Emperor Gao would actually build the tomb of the emperor's ancestor in such a rare place.
On the island of Xingluo Lake!
Moreover, when Emperor Gao was young, did he ever become a monk?
This thing is amazing!
Seeing Nan Yan's look of astonishment, a faint smile appeared on Zhu Feng's face and said, "You don't know, many people in the world don't know."
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"I, it was only after I was sensible that I heard him talk about some things in his youth."
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"Speaking of Xingluo Lake, talking about the view of the imperial tombs."
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"Although before, this place was not called Huanglingguan, but later, when he moved the tomb here, he changed the name of this Taoist temple."
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"Furthermore, a sum of money will be allocated from the imperial court's taxes each year and distributed here to repair Taoism."
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"I will also select some people from the court guards and let them come here to become a monk."
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"In fact, it is to guard the imperial tomb here."
Nan Yan took a deep breath.
No wonder, she saw that this Taoist temple was cultivated so grandly, they obviously didn't have any incense, where did the money come from? Moreover, the Taoist priests here are all practicing martial arts.
Last night, as soon as the water bandits heard the sound of Shangshan Master's flute, they retreated timidly.
It seems that they should have fought against each other before. The Taoist priests on the Shangshan Master's side are almost an army, and the water bandits should not take advantage of it.
Therefore, they are afraid of him.
Thinking about this, Nan Yan suddenly thought that he had pretended to be a commoner in front of Shangshan Master, and said that Zhu Feng was a business man...
I am afraid that the Shangshan Master has already guessed who they are.
It's just that I don't expose my lie.
Nan Yan flushed with shame.
Seeing her frustrated expression, Zhu Feng said: "What's the matter?"
"No, nothing?"
Nan Yan only felt that he was a bit shameless to see people.
Talking in front of monks is not good at first, not to mention, people know it early on, this situation is simply worse.
Zhu Feng seemed to understand, his eyes flashed a little smile.
He squeezed her chin gently.
"It's okay."
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"In fact, I only know roughly what islands there are on this place, and who are there on them."
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"Even if I come here, my eyes will be blackened."
Hearing what he said, Nan Yan said with some confusion: "The emperor, didn't Emperor Gao give you a map here?"
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Zhu Feng's complexion sank slightly.
He said solemnly: "He, don't give it to me."
"..."
Hearing his words, Nan Yan's heart moved slightly.
"Not to me" and "Not to me" are two different things.
"No" means it may be too late. I didn't expect it, so I didn't give it.
But "not giving" is clearly deliberate.
Nan Yan suddenly understood.
Emperor Gao has always guarded him.
As Ye Yin said before, Emperor Gao had never waited to see his son, and even preferred to pass on the throne to a less capable emperor grandson than to promote his son.
but--
This is the imperial tomb!
Not even telling him the exact location of the tomb is a bit...
Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng and saw that his face was slightly gloomy. In fact, sometimes, even if the world is in his hands, but a little bit of lack in his heart will make people feel huge. blank space.
No matter how much you get, it is hard to make up.
Therefore, Zhu Feng could not find this imperial tomb. After becoming emperor, he had many ways.
But he didn't look for it.
There is a stubbornness of "you don't give it to me, and I don't want it".
If it wasn't this time, because he came here with himself, I'm afraid that he would never come to his emperor's mausoleum for the rest of his life.
Nan Yan can imagine that what Emperor Gao did to this son cast too much shadow in Zhu Feng's heart.
But she didn't know why.
Obviously, he is also his own son, isn't he?
Feeling Zhu Feng's whole person, his breath has cooled down.
Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor."
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"Since it's here, find time to worship the imperial tomb."
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"Concubine, want to go too."
Zhu Feng looked down at her.
Seeing this soft, slightly sweet face, and her gentle eyes, the indescribable hotness in his heart faded slightly.
He nodded: "Yeah."
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"I also told them before."
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"Wait for tomorrow, let them lead the way, I will go with you."
"Hey!"


The next day, they got up early in the morning.
The breakfast was delivered to the room. Nan Yan accompany Zhu Feng to finish the meal, changed clothes, and after cleaning up, the Shangshan Master came.
To take them to the Emperor's Mausoleum.
Originally, Ye Xun and Ran Xiaoyu were also going to follow, but Zhu Feng thought for a while and said to Ye Xun: "You stay here and check the whereabouts of those people."
When Ye Xu heard this, he immediately said, "Yes."
Zhu Feng said again: "Xiaoyu, you stay and help him."
"……Yes."
Ran Xiaoyu's disgusting eyes knew that she was unwilling to one million, but when the emperor spoke, she could not refuse.
Turning around, he glared at Ye Yi.
Then, the two people left.
Nan Yan and Zhu Feng walked out of the view of the imperial tomb with Master Shangshan.
They went down the mountain.
Nan Yan originally thought that the Mausoleum of Emperor Ancestor should be on this mountain, but after walking for a while, he realized that it was not.
Master Shangshan led them to the back mountain. Nan Yan looked up and saw the back of this island, next to another island very close, with only a very narrow waterway in between.
They got on a bamboo raft and drove slowly towards the island.
Because of the previous night's experience, Nan Yan still had some lingering fears about riding on the bamboo raft, so he sat cautiously with both hands on the edge of the bamboo raft.
But Zhu Feng stood on the bamboo raft with his hands behind his back.
His eyes looked a little pale, looking at the quiet island in front of him.
Although, he usually feels very powerful, even if you close your eyes and don't look at him, you can feel his strong sense of presence.
But at this time, he was standing on the misty lake, steaming.
Nan Yan suddenly had a strange feeling.
It seemed that he was going to melt away in the mist.
She subconsciously held the corner of his clothes.
Feeling the clothes sinking, Zhu Feng lowered his head and saw his concubine sitting at his feet, looking at him with wide eyes.
Like a homeless cat.
His heart suddenly softened.
Yes, even those, I can't get them, but at least, I still have her.
She is real.
Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sat beside Nan Yan, shoulder to shoulder with her.
Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on his shoulder.
They arrived in less than a stick of incense.