Chapter 1532: Let you forget the past pain

Zhu Feng said: "Nanyan, at that time, I shouldn't have treated you like that."
"..."
Nan Yan was completely speechless.
Not only was she speechless, at this moment, even her heartbeat and breathing had completely stopped, or rather, she had forgotten.
Just staring at the face that was so close at hand.
After a long time, he said dumbly with a husky voice that was not like his own voice: "The emperor, why do you say that?"
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her, was silent for a while, and said, "I can only say that."
"..."
Hearing these words, Nan Yan's throat was choked again.
Of course she also understood the meaning of Zhu Feng's words.
As an emperor, even if he realizes that he has done something wrong, he can’t admit his mistake, because the emperor can’t be wrong, and it’s only someone else who is wrong. Even if he really did something wrong, he could do it. I also find someone else to be responsible for my mistakes.
In this way, it is already his limit.
And Nan Yan has almost reached his limit.
She was sitting on the soft carpet. Although the ground dragon was burning in the whole bedroom, it was warm like spring, and Zhu Feng's warm body was beside her, like a stove, but she felt extremely cold, from the bottom of my heart. Constantly penetrate outward.
This kind of cold and hot interweaving, like ice and fire.
Let her blood be cold and hot.
She shuddered and couldn't even say a word, but Zhu Feng was lying on the carpet again, taking two steps in front of her, like a huge tiger approaching her, but his breath, But it was different from the usual evil spirit that would oppress people short, but it was incredibly gentle.
Rubbing her forehead with her forehead, touching the tip of her nose with the tip of her nose.
He said, "Do you still hurt?"
...
Nan Yan looked at him blankly.
But I knew in my heart that it had been so long and the truth had come to light. No matter how big the wounds were on the body, the scabs had already formed at this time.
So, what he meant by this sentence is--
can you forgive me?
Nan Yan's lips were trembling, and her throat made a crackling sound. In fact, even if she could speak at this time, she couldn't say a word.
Because she didn't know what she could say.
Just looking at the beautiful face that is close at hand, there is too much past, good and bad, cold and hot, intertwined in her eyes, more intertwined in her heart, let her mind The middle is blank.
In such helplessness and panic, she suddenly felt a warm touch on her trembling lips.
"...!"
Nan Yan's eyes widened suddenly.
Seeing Zhu Feng, he couldn't help but leaned forward and pressed a little on her lips.
"Does it still hurt?"
"..."
"If it still hurts, just tell me, I will do everything possible to make you forget the past pain."
"..."
"If you don't speak, I will assume that you have no pain."
"..."
"Say it……"
Nan Yan bit her lower lip vigorously, almost breaking the lip. At this time, Zhu Feng, although his mouth was soft and not as aggressive as usual, his words really seemed like a knife. Bit by bit, it plunged into her heart.
Isn’t it alright?
Why does it still hurt?
She didn't understand, and there was no way to answer. When he asked again, she stretched out her hand and hugged his neck—
"...!"
When the flowery lips suddenly blocked, Zhu Feng's eyes widened in astonishment.