Chapter 224: He Zhu Feng, even when he has no energy

Nan Yan suddenly reacted, what he just said.
This sentence was too ambiguous, as if he was inviting him.
However, the conscience of heaven and earth, he just subconsciously asked, if this bed slept by himself, then what would he do with him!
For an instant, her face burned red.
"I, I am not—I don’t have..."
Seeing her panicked, Zhu Feng's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by a needle.
She is so flustered, I am afraid she is still hiding...
Although the faint karmic fire in my heart has not been extinguished, but when I think of her just now, she rushed to her tent without her life, and crashed into her arms, feeling a little weak.
This is the first time.
He Zhu Feng, unexpectedly also has times of weakness.
After a long silence, he said with a deep breath: "You don't need to say, I don't want to listen."
After speaking, he turned around and walked to the other side of the tent, sat down at the table, picked up the military newspaper on the table and looked at it.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the camp fell to freezing point again.
Nan Yan's face was still a little red, but watching Zhu Feng sit on the other side, she was a little at a loss.
Before, the emperor seemed intolerant of her existence, but now, he left her in his tent overnight. What did he think?
Why, I always make inexplicable mistakes?
She couldn't understand, she could only lie back slowly, looking at the cold face under the flashing candlelight, but just now, his hands were hot.
The touch left on the ankle seems to be still there.
Nan Yan was in a state of confusion, but couldn't stop the tiredness that struck him, and slowly curled up into the quilt and closed his eyes.
Quiet camp, quiet tent.
Zhu Feng stared at the military newspaper, but he did not see a word clearly for a long time. After some time, he heard even breathing sound in the darkness.
After putting down the military newspaper, Sinanyan was already asleep.
He got up, walked gently, and walked to the side of the bed, watching the quiet sleep of the little woman.
Obviously so slender and delicate, like a flower branch that would be damaged by a stronger wind, how could it be so bold to rush into his own tent under the shadow of the sword and the sword.
Isn't she the most afraid of death?
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently fiddled with the messy hair on Nan Yan's forehead, because he touched her eyelashes and felt a tickling Nan Yan shook his head and whispered, "No ..."
Zhu Feng immediately withdrew his hand.
He looked at his thick hand, which had always only used swords and swords, and frowned vigorously, a little confused by his undecent movement just now.
What are you doing?
He was about to leave immediately, but as soon as he turned around, he heard Nan Yan's whispered dreams coming from behind him
"emperor……"
Zhu Feng's footsteps stopped suddenly.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the slender little woman on the bed. She closed her eyes and muttered slightly on her lips: "I, I want to... protect you..."
"...!"
At this moment, it seems that he was hit hard by thunder.
Zhu Feng's tall figure trembled in the dark, and couldn't believe what he heard.
She said, she wants to-protect herself?
This little girl, want to protect herself?
He was silent for a long time, slowly squatting down, and reaching out to gently stroke her cool cheek.
After a long while, he said solemnly: "You want to protect me?"
"..."
"But I, but I didn't--"