Chapter 241: Occupied his bed again

Nan Yan shrank her neck unconsciously.
If at this time, if there is a hole behind her, she must go in with one head, without even showing her tail.
However, she has no tail and no hole behind her.
Only Zhu Feng in front of him, he stood up with his hands on the table, and walked towards her step by step. Nan Yan felt that he might have hallucinations, and he saw black smoke from behind him.
While Zhu Feng walked over, he said in a deep voice, "Say it again."
"what?"
Nan Yan was so frightened that her voice changed, and she stared at him blankly--what did she say?
But Zhu Feng's eyes were deep and secluded, only gritted his teeth and said: "Say it again!"
At this moment, as if driven by the desire to survive, Nan Yan's mind flashed, remembering what he had just said--
If the emperor really wants to send someone to Vietnam, the servants and maidservants cannot afford to give up.
Is it this sentence?
But is there any problem with this sentence?
I said this to tell him that I was willing to pay my life for him and for his great cause. Someone would work for him. Isn't this a good thing?
Why is he now looking like "who dares to move my things" wanting to eat people?
"talk!"
After he repeated it again, which seemed to be a low growl, Nan Yan shrank his neck in fright: "Slaves-nothing is impossible, can't give up..."
Hearing these words, Zhu Feng's entire face became ashen. He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted:
"Asshole!"
This roar was like a bolt from the blue sky, shaking the entire tent slightly.
And the slender little woman standing in front of him rolled her eyes--
Fainted.
He was still full of anger, and he almost couldn't help reaching out to pinch her neck, but he saw her fall softly, stretched out to pinch her and hurriedly swept her body, and hugged her limp body. .
"Si Nanyan! Sinanyan!"
He called her loudly, but Nan Yan was silent.


The imperial doctor was taken to the emperor's tent again.
Not surprisingly, I saw the female officer lying on the emperor's bed.
Although he had become a little accustomed to everything, Zhu Feng had to stand behind him like a black god. He still couldn't get used to that feeling. Just after the pulse was diagnosed, he immediately asked, "What's the matter?"
"..."
"What's wrong with her?"
"emperor……"
Upon hearing the news, Ye Xun persuaded softly: "The female officer shouldn't be a serious problem."
Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Then how did she faint suddenly?!"
Ye Yu remembered Zhu Feng's twisted face before, and couldn't help but slander—maybe you were scared to faint.
At this moment, the imperial doctor turned around and said carefully: "The emperor, the magistrate is not a serious problem. She is just--"
"Just what?"
"Just sleepy."
"what?!"
"Weichen thinks that she probably didn't rest well before. Just now, she was probably too nervous. Now, it's just lethargic, and it's not a big problem.
"..."
Zhu Feng was almost speechless.
He looked at Sinanyan who was asleep, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.
She didn't feel angry at all, and worried about what happened to her. As a result, she-fell asleep? !
Moreover, he dominated his own bed again!
Don't you want to cover her with a quilt? !
Looking at his iron-green face, Ye Yin sighed and left the camp with the imperial physician who was afraid to take a mouthful. When he returned, he saw Zhu Feng's tall figure standing in front of the bed.
He bent down and pulled up a thin sheet to cover Nanyan.