Chapter 1095: Trust him, and want to kill him

What is the relationship between them?
Just when Zhu Feng was a little angry, he heard Nan Yan say again: "Also, Ye Yu, do you have news about the second son of Jian?"
Zhu Feng's brows twitched again.
Ye Xun heard this, but suddenly remembered something: "Yes, this time I went to Changqing City, and King Ning had been rioting for so long, and I haven't seen him? What happened to him?"
Nan Yan just wanted to say something more, but after all, the wound in his throat hadn't healed yet, and he had just said a lot of things, and he had reached the limit.
At this time, when he spoke again, he coughed.
And she coughed very painfully, as if a knife was cutting her throat, so scared Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly came over and patted her back to give her comfort, and whispered: "What's the matter with the lady, wait until your throat is better. Follow this."
"Cough cough, cough cough cough cough..."
Nan Yan coughed violently. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't even straighten his waist.
Right.
Jian Ruocheng was separated from them at sea, but he himself came prepared and had a boat to respond, so the danger should be unlikely.
I just don't know, where will he go after escaping from the storm?
Because this time, as Ye Yao said, he had been arguing with King Ning in Changqing City for so long, and they didn't see Jian Ruocheng when they finally broke through the gate of the city. Obviously, he had not returned to King Ning's Mansion.
I'm afraid I didn't return to Changqing City either.
Where will he go?
Before, on the big ship at sea, I was talking about business with that mysterious man, saying that he was talking about business. He obviously had another plan. Later, the owner said that things were stolen and it was him.
I don't know what he has stolen from others, and what his purpose is, he doesn't even care about his own gentleman's identity and demeanor.
But no matter what, Nan Yan still believed him.
I just hope that he is not in danger.
Ran Xiaoyu took a few shots, but it still didn't work. At this moment, a small fleshy hand stretched out and touched Nan Yan's face. Nan Yan froze for a moment, then turned his head and saw her daughter sitting on her knees carefully. In the chair, she held her face and pouted a small mouth toward her.
"Kiss..."
Nan Yan couldn't react, and subconsciously kissed her.
Then, seeing Xinping smiled, his eyes were bent into two slits: "It doesn't hurt!"
"..."
Seeing her daughter's sweet smile, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing too.
When a child grows up, especially when walking or crawling, he always bumps and bumps. Every time she bumps into something, Nan Yan, Aunt Tongyun, and Ran Xiaoyu will kiss her where she was hurt. Coax her to say no more pain.
As a result, she used her own body.
This daughter is so sweet.
Nan Yan looked at her smiling so happily, she couldn't help but smiled: "Heart is good, mother doesn't hurt anymore."
"Hahaha!"
He sat back happily to eat her food.
Nan Yan looked at her daughter with gentle smiles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. After a while, she turned her head and whispered to Ye Xun, "You can find a way to help me find out about him."
"Second Young Master Jane?"
"Ok."
"He is not in Changqing City, but where he went, I don't know."
"This is a huge crowd, I'm afraid it won't be easy to find him."
"Try your best, even if you get a little news from him. I just hope that he is safe."
After speaking the last sentence, Nan Yan coughed again with discomfort.
Ran Xiaoyu and Ye Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support her in fright, patted their backs, and delivered water. At this moment, Zhu Feng, who was standing at the door, looked pale.
The steps that had originally wanted to go in, this time completely stopped.
His breath sank, then turned and walked out.
On the way, you can see the maids around you cleaning all over the garden. Seeing him walking out with a gloomy face, they all knelt down and bowed down, thinking that they were annoying the emperor.
"emperor……"
But Zhu Feng ignored and looked at no one.
He just clenched his fists and kept walking forward.
The stale air in his chest could not dissipate all the time, giving him a feeling of burning.
At this moment, there was a very soft, cold voice from the side
"emperor."
"..."
This voice made him stagnate, turning his head, and saw Qin Ruolan standing at the gate of the garden, with a beautiful face pale, looking particularly haggard, looking at him with wide eyes, because of haggard, it made me more and more jealous. pity.
When he saw her, Zhu Feng frowned.
Since killing her two accompanying maids in rage in the inn, the two of them have barely touched again.
After all, Zhu Feng had already faintly felt something in his heart.
He even suspected that what she said to him before was deceiving him.
However, the scene just now made him doubt his own judgment.
Perhaps, I have a deep feeling for Sinanyan in my heart, so even if I am amnesia, even if the dust is forgotten, I still have inexplicable tenderness when I see her or my daughter, and even want to pity her. , Spontaneously.
But what about herself?
He didn't forget that in the inn, Li Bushang even dared to rush into her room without even considering that he was right in front of him.
Looking at her eyes, the possessiveness, like a thorn, has been stuck in his heart until now, it has not been pulled out.
Just now, when I heard Sinanyan's words, I got even deeper.
Moreover, there is one more thorn.
The name is-Jian Er Gongzi.
How many men does she still have that she can't forget? Isn't she her own concubine? Why dare to be unclear with so many men? She is not afraid of herself--
Thinking of this, Zhu Feng's teeth clenched even more.
And seeing his appearance, Qin Ruolan thought that his appearance made Zhu Feng angry, and couldn't help feeling a little sad?
Do you really hate me so far?
Even if you don't remember the past, will you keep away from me?
Thinking of this, tears flickered in her eyes, but she still stood still, but she didn't leave, just looking at Zhu Feng.
After being silent for a while, Zhu Feng suddenly said: "I have something to ask you."
Upon hearing what he said, Qin Ruolan hurried over.
"What is the emperor's order?"
"Second Young Master Jian, who is this?"
"..."
Qin Ruolan was startled slightly, but subconsciously, she looked behind Zhu Feng.
This road leads to Furongju. Zhu Feng should have just come out of Furongju. Seeing his face is ugly, I'm afraid it is—
Qin Ruolan's eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Jian Ruocheng, he used to be a great minister by the emperor's side, and he was trusted by the emperor."
"Oh?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Hearing what she said, some feelings appeared in his mind.
He is his own courtier and confidant.
However, what came immediately was a heavy and contradictory feeling, as if trusting him, and wishing to kill him.
Because of his existence, I made myself uneasy.
Qin Ruolan glanced at him carefully and said: "It's just—"
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth: "Just what?"