Chapter 1493: The emperor and concubine are all on the bed

Nan Yan said, he was about to get up, but as soon as he moved, he froze.
Zhu Feng was just knocked out by Ran Xiaoyu, but his hands, somehow, wrapped around his waist...
Nan Yan was stunned.
He Yi and Grandpa Yu also saw them, and both of them hurriedly lowered their heads.
Nan Yan frowned and struggled a little.
Do not move.
...
After thinking for a while, she stretched out her hand behind her back, trying to pull Zhu Feng's hands apart, only to find that this man's two arms were long and powerful, not only around her waist, but even buckled behind the waist. !
She tugged.
Still not moving.
...
Grandpa Yu stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed slightly.
Nan Yan's brows were twisted, and he looked up at Ran Xiaoyu, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoyu, come over, help my palace-help my palace."
"Yes."
At this time, Ran Xiaoyu was still stunned and walked forward, but He Yi stepped forward, reached out to stop her, and then said to Nan Yan: "Emperor concubine, don't worry."
"what?"
"The emperor didn't sleep all night last night. He settled the matter of the little princess. He came to the empress again. It seemed that he didn't close his eyes. Now he has finally fallen down. It's okay to let him rest.
"..."
"Wake him up at this time, Weichen is afraid that something will happen."
"..."
"Furthermore, anyone can shoot, and Miss Xiaoyu can't. When the time comes, she will be punished for multiple crimes, even if she has nine lives, she will not be able to keep it."
"..."
Nan Yan's brows tightened, but he couldn't help but admit that he was right.
and so--
She looked at Grandpa Yu.
However, Grandpa Yu had a "slave and maid not dare" expression on his face, and he stepped back several steps before Nan Yan turned his head to look at Heyi.
He looked at himself calmly.
You an emperor and a noble concubine are all on the bed. Is this something you can do as a foreign minister?
Ran Xiaoyu's life is valuable. He is the chief minister of the cabinet, wouldn't his life be more valuable?
Seeing his calm appearance, Nan Yan somehow felt a little bit angry. Both of them are like this. Now other people dare not enter the house. I'm afraid it's useless to come in.
After a long while, she said with a smile but a smile: "So, that's it?"
He Yi said: "After all, the empress has been tired a lot these days, take advantage of today and take a good rest. The outside affairs will be taken care of by the minister."
"..."
Hearing what he said, Nan Yan really couldn't help it.
She looked down at Zhu Feng, who was lying in her arms. She didn't know if he really fainted, or made a look for everyone to see. She slept deep and hugged herself like a winter Cat—No, he looks like a tiger and found the stove.
Not to mention anything else, it's really a little bit, can't bear to wake him up.
Nan Yan could only sigh.
She thought for a while, then raised her head to look at Xiang Heyi: "Master Heyi is going to notify the cancellation of the morning court later?"
"Yes, I just listened to the reply from the people below in the classroom, but it doesn't matter. It happened that the little princess died last night, and the emperor can indeed stop for a few days."
Nan Yan's spirits shrank at the mention of the little princess.
"Little princess now—"
Grandpa Yu hurriedly said: "The emperor has made arrangements last night, and the little princess has been sent to Taimiao."
South Yandao: "Add manpower to guard, and don't let anyone approach the coffin of the little princess."
He Yi froze for a moment: "Huh?"