Chapter 42: Take care of the prince

Nan Yan was startled, but before he could react, he raised his face and looked at him at a loss.
"Your Highness?"
"..."
Zhu Feng did not speak, but looked down at her eyes.
After a while, he sneered and said: "Unexpectedly, the fire in the Jiaotai Hall is not just burning out the scorched earth."
"..."
Nan Yan didn't know what he meant by this sentence, but felt that the flames on the side seemed to be burning more intensely at this time. The heat wave came in one after another. The hot temperature made her face flushed all of a sudden, and her whole body appeared. Sweat.
At this time, Zhu Feng let go of her, turned and walked out.
Ye Yu hurriedly followed, and when he passed Nan Yan, he only looked back at her, and immediately walked behind Zhu Feng: "Master, this is going to—"
"Go back to Wuying Hall, this king is going to rest."
"Yes."
Ye Yu hurriedly turned his head and saw Nan Yan standing there still, hurriedly beckoning to her in a low voice: "Come on."
"..."
Nan Yan was still a little embarrassed. Hearing him calling himself, he ran up quickly.
Behind him, the fire was still burning. Grandpa Yu and the others looked at the flames soaring in a daze, but Zhu Feng walked away without turning his head back.
This fire has lit up half of the sky.
But he knew that next, the firelight would illuminate the entire court.


Back in the Wuying Hall, it was already pitch black. Ye Yin hurriedly lit the candlestick and brought hot water. After serving Zhu Feng to wash, he just put the basin in place, and heard Zhu Feng say: "Go back tonight and let her go to night."
Ye Xun was taken aback, then turned to look at King Yan.
Nan Yan was walking to the door and was stunned when he heard these words.
Is she going to night again?
Didn't she and Ye Wei go round one day?
Ye Xu also hesitated, but he didn't say much. He only responded with a "yes", then turned and walked out. When passing by Nan Yan at the door, he stopped for a while and said, "Be good. Lord."
"...!"
Nan Yan only felt his heartbeat sank.
The heat from the soaring flame just seemed to have not subsided, and her face burned again.
At this time, Zhu Feng had changed his clothes. In the summer of the summer, of course, he didn’t have to dress too rigorously at night. He only wore a loose stool with the belt hanging down. Because of his long body shape, the shirt was worn on him. , There is a sense of idleness of Feiquan Waterfall.
Probably no one would have thought that His Royal Highness Yan Wang, who was invincible on the battlefield, would have this side.
However, Nan Yan looked at him like this, but sweated like rain with nervousness.
Just outside the cabinet storehouse, when he pinched his chin, the temperature and touch on his fingers seemed to remain on his skin, and the words Ye Xun said when he left seemed to be telling her something. .
Your Royal Highness, why do you want her to come tonight?
She didn't understand, and even hesitated at the door, not daring to move easily, but Zhu Feng looked back at her, and then said, "Aren't you coming in?"
"..."
Nan Yan hesitated, but after all he walked in, and then closed the door.
I don't know if it was an illusion. After closing the door, the sensation of heat that had just been brought back from the fire in the cabinet library surged up again, as if it had spread throughout the hall.
She was a little uneasy, turned her head and saw the small stool in the corner where she had been sitting last night, and hurriedly walked over.
But at this moment, Zhu Feng's voice rang from behind
"come."