Chapter 41: It was almost missed

At this time, the sky was already dark.
There was a gleam of light behind him, Nan Yan turned around and saw several little eunuchs holding lanterns and torches, carefully standing aside to serve.
Zhu Feng said coldly: "Ignite."
Hearing his order, everyone immediately threw the torch in their hands to the pile of memorials.
He heard a "boom" and a ball of fire exploded in the courtyard suddenly, turning into a black smoke and rushing into the sky. Nan Yan was standing very close, and only felt a flower in front of him, and he felt a wave of heat. .
Before she could react, she suddenly stretched out a hand behind her back, and pulled her collar forcefully—
"what!"
She whispered, staggered back two steps, and hit a solid chest. Looking back in a panic, it turned out to be Zhu Feng.
He was looking coldly at the raging fire ahead.
He-saved himself?
Nan Yan couldn't believe it: "His Royal Highness..."
Zhu Feng didn't even look at her. He just stared blankly at the blazing flames ahead. The handsome and sculptural face looked particularly profound in the firelight, but his gaze was somewhat uncertain.
Here are all the memorials since the emperor ascended the throne.
That is to say, from those courtiers requesting the removal of the feudal clan, to later setting up numerous obstacles around his Yanwang Mansion in Peking, until he raised his troops and offered suggestions to the emperor as he conquered all the way.
All the "evidence" is piled up here, but he didn't open a page to read it, so he burned it.
For him, this is actually a bit risky.
He originally wanted to use these things to eliminate the hostile forces in North Korea, but now - in order to take care of the overall situation, he can only hold it back temporarily.
temporarily!
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth hard and clenched his fists.
And Nan Yan stood in front of him, still a little frightened. If he hadn't just pulled him, I'm afraid he would have been swallowed by flames now.
But why should he save himself?
She couldn't help but looked up at Zhu Feng again, but saw him looking at the skyrocketing flame, and coldly said without blinking: "This king is not saving you."
"...?"
"This king just doesn't want you to die so happy."
"..."
"You better not die so happily."
"..."
Nan Yan pursed his mouth, lowered his head and retreated to his side.
The fire was blazing, and the billowing smoke rolled the sparks straight up, the fire light almost illuminated half of the sky.
All the people watched this scene blankly.
At this time, Zhu Feng suddenly said: "Now, what would you think?"
"..."
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at him, but saw that he was still looking straight at the billowing smoke and the raging fire. He hesitated for a while before he realized that his question was in the Canopy Hall that day. That problem.
Nan Yan thought for a while, lowered his head and said softly, "The prince is generous and kind. Is there any reason for the people not to support it?"
At this time, Zhu Feng turned around slowly and looked down at her.
In the firelight, these little women looked more and more petite, but even if she buried her head and her thick black eyelashes covered her eyes, she couldn't hide the gleaming light inside.
It was like that night, in the fire of Jiaotai Hall, her eyes were as bright as this.
It was almost missed.
Zhu Feng suddenly reached out and pinched her chin.