Chapter 409: My harem can't be just you

The cheeks were red as fire.
Zhu Feng looked at her cautiously, a little wronged, and a little stubborn, and almost couldn't help laughing.
But the next moment, my heart sank again.
She is really jealous.
Really jealous.
There seemed to be something else mixed in the endless joy that had originally surged in his heart, making his mind a little complicated at this moment.
Zhu Feng looked at her drooping eyes, docile like a little rabbit, but in her thin body, there was always something stubborn, as if - even she couldn't bend her.
After thinking for a while, he said solemnly: "You, don't you want me to accept my concubine?"
Nan Yan nodded subconsciously, but after thinking about it, he shook his head again.
"Ok?"
Zhu Feng sternly said, "Don't lie to me."
"..."
"Cheat me, the criminal deceives the king."
"..."
Nan Yan hesitated and said softly: "Slaves, dare not."
Zhu Feng said: "I didn't ask if you dare."
"..."
"Exactly, what do you think. Take advantage of this now, I ask you and explain to me clearly."
"..."
Nan Yan carefully raised his head and glanced at him. Although his face was serious, he didn't seem to be angry enough, except that his eyes were flushed with alcohol.
Nan Yan finally plucked up the courage and whispered, "The slave and maidservant was too impulsive at that time. The slave and maid knew that the emperor had to accept the concubine."
Not only at that time, the queen scolded her, but when she first said her words, she already regretted it.
If Lao Guo was really rejected because of their princess, and he fought against Yan Guo and used soldiers again, wouldn't it be the people who suffered?
Isn't it a sin for those words?
Since ancient times, love is a matter of two people, but the marriage of an emperor has never been a matter of two people.
The man she likes is destined to be impossible for her alone. He will have other women-no, he has his own princess and concubine Ji, but in the future, there will only be more like treasures Women like Princess Yin entered his harem.
Just thinking about it, a burst of sorrow and grief came from the bottom of my heart.
Nan Yan said with a hoarse voice, "Slaves, you understand."
"..."
Looking at the corners of her eyes that were gradually reddening while she was talking, Zhu Feng's heart softened.
Obviously on the battlefield, I have seen corpses all over the field, blood flowing into a river, and my heart will not move. Why is it so soft that it is facing her?
He was puzzled and could do nothing more.
Especially when I looked at the little woman in front of me, I realized that the evil spirits I was on the battlefield could only scare her, and for fear that it would really scare her away.
He reached out and rubbed her cheek with his rough fingertips.
There was a long silence, and when she spoke again, her voice couldn't harden, she could only sigh.
"There are some things, I originally planned to wait for the future, when you are more sensible, then I will tell you."
"..."
"But today, you seem to be more sensible than I thought."
"..."
"Nanyan--"
Hearing him calling his name, Nan Yan immediately raised his head and faced the eyes of the eagles and falcons, so accurate that he could no longer get rid of them, and Nan Yan's heart trembled slightly.
Zhu Feng said: "I have you in my heart."
"..."
"But I can't just have you in my harem."
"..."
"do you understand?"