Chapter 1504: To rest, but also to go back to the bedroom?

"We still have a long life."
"..."
"We still have time, don't we?"
"..."
Nan Yan was pinching her earlobe by him. If it were normal, she would be itchy and scared, and she would shrink up; but at this moment, she opened her eyes in a daze, looking at Zhu Feng with a dazed expression.
A long life...
There is time...
is it really like this?
It turns out that in his heart, he and he still have a lifetime to spend, and there is still a long time between them to be together, or to be entangled.
Is that right?
Nan Yan didn't know what to say for a while, only felt that her throat was suffocating. After a while, she lowered her head when she felt her eyes hot.
She dumbly said: "The emperor, why bother?"
Zhu Feng's voice was also hoarse, but when he spoke, it was different from the helplessness in Nan Yan's trembling voice, but full of determination.
"Didn't you say, at that time, you were willing?"
"..."
"Now, I am also willing."
"...!"
Nan Yan only felt his heart beat.
However, she couldn't say anything, let alone say, she just bit her lower lip and lowered her head, stubbornly not looking at Zhu Feng.
And Zhu Feng did not force it, only let go.
Then softly said: "You should rest first. I will let the imperial doctor come over and show you later. If there is any discomfort, I will send someone to the Imperial Study Room to tell me.
Nan Yan was speechless, and only gave a low "um".
Zhu Feng smiled lightly.
Then got up and walked outside.
When he got out of the Yikun Palace, Grandpa Yu hurriedly followed. Seeing that the corners of Zhu Feng's mouth still had a smile that was too late to clean up, Grandpa Yu laughed along with him: "The emperor has taken a rest for a day, and his spirit is much better."
"Ahem."
"Then, do you want to go back to the bedroom now?"
"What will I do when I go back to the bedroom?"
"Eh? The emperor won't go back to the bedroom to rest?"
"I want to rest and go back to the bedroom?"
Hearing this, Grandpa Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and smiled. Indeed, he has slept in the noble concubine's arms for a day during the day, and if he really wants to rest, he will not leave Yikun Palace.
So he said: "The emperor--"
Zhu Feng took a deep breath, his face returned to the usual seriousness, and walked forward with his hands behind his back: "Go to the Imperial Study Room."
Grandpa Yu hurried to follow, but said with some worry: "The emperor, are you going to stay up again?"
"I have piled up so many things today that I have to do."
"Ugh……"
Grandpa Yu couldn’t. Knowing that this master has such a temperament, it’s very rare to be "lazy" in the arms of the imperial concubine today. Usually, he spends time in the Imperial Study Room reviewing memorials during the New Year. It.
Can only keep up.
After two steps, Zhu Feng continued: "Call me Heyi too."
"Yes."
Grandpa Yu hurried to get someone to call.
When Zhu Feng arrived at the imperial study room, there were a lot of memorials on the imperial case. Fortunately, nothing happened to the government today. There were only a few disasters, and the emperor needed to deploy troops and food to help the disaster.
Zhu Feng was dealing with it, and He Yi came.
It was common for the two of them to stay up late to deal with government affairs, so after He Yi came in to ask for peace, he sat on the chair on the other side and started to work.
Just, do it for a while and look up at Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng’s desk was ill, the candlelight on his hand was constantly swaying, reflecting in his eyes, but his eyes were dark and firm.
It was not as crazy as before and after the altar.
He Yi couldn't help taking a deep breath.
In the silent royal study room, Zhu Feng's voice sounded: "What are you thinking?"
He Yi heard it, and hurriedly stood up: "The emperor."
"Are you thinking, why am I so calm?"
"..."
He Yi didn't speak, but the look of his head down clearly tacitly agreed.
Zhu Feng didn’t raise his head. He finished reviewing a memorial, read it again, then threw it aside, and continued to write a new one. While writing, he said,
I’m very calm, thinking about some deception. How to deal with those who sin against the king."
"The emperor forgive me!"
He Yi knelt down suddenly.
Zhu Feng wrote two people, then raised his head and looked at him.
In his eyes, there was no killing intent.
He said: "The funeral of the little princess, do you know how to deal with it?"
He Yi lowered his head and said: "Yes. Xu Shifeng has mobilized a team of people and horses to guard around the Taimiao Temple today, and no one is allowed to approach. The Weichen has already listed the details of the princess's funeral, and only waited for the emperor to look at it and explain it. Let someone do it."
Zhu Feng said: "Bring it."
"Yes."
He Yi took out a document from his sleeve and handed it respectfully to his hand. Zhu Feng read it again, but it was very appropriate, and then handed it back to him.
"Just do it."
"Yes," He Yi took back the document and said again: "In the eyes of Weichen, the emperor and empress empress are inconvenient to go to pay homage."
"Ok……"
Although Zhu Feng was a little sad about the death of this child, he also knew very well that there are differences between the ages and the parents, and the funeral of the children can not be dealt with; let alone the little princess was born a dead baby, plus Feng Qianyan’s crimes, He and the queen can't even go.
He said, "Just let Wang Wei go over and take a look."
"The man in that palace—"
"No need to go."
"Yes."
This matter can be regarded as clear, He Yi put the paper away again, and was ready to sit back in his seat to deal with the matter.
Just now, seeing Zhu Feng calmly facing the funeral of the little princess and his emotional stability, he finally felt relieved.
Although, some do not understand.
Why this time is completely different from the situation at the Great Sacrifice Altar before.
As for him, there should be no change, the only difference is that after the accident, the imperial concubine has been with the emperor.
In other words, it was the emperor who stayed with the noble concubine all the time.
Is this really the reason?
He Yi thought so, and couldn't help but look back at Zhu Feng. Probably, he really could only use this statement to convince himself.
Then maybe many things in the future will be easier to handle.
Just sitting down, Zhu Feng said again: "Do you know what happened to the two people in the hospital?"
He Yi hurriedly said, "The Criminal Ministry has sorted out all the files of the case and handed them to the Weichen."
"What do you think."
"This--"
"Just say what you want, I want to hear your opinion."
"Yes."
He Yi thought for a while, and said: "In the eyes of Weichen, Shao Ren is just lustful, and conspiring with Feng Qianyan to do such a ridiculous thing is also worthy of the crime. But Han Guangqi-there is a big problem."
"..."
"Even his death has a problem."