Chapter 612: Tonight, he is not coming

Nan Yan took a deep breath.
She did not expect that a mother in a cold palace would say such things.
It can be seen that although this mother Su is not too old, she has already experienced the vicissitudes of life and has a thorough view of the world.
She said softly: "It's reasonable."
But she immediately said: "But there is one thing, I still have to tell the mother."
"..."
"Your hip flask, from when you lent it to returning it, is clean. I haven't put anything poisonous in it."
Mother Su froze for a moment.
Nan Yan turned her head, listened to Xia Yunting's voice from a distance, and said calmly: "The real poison is in her heart."
"..."
"She was driven crazy by the poison in her heart."
"..."
Mother Su's eyes flickered.
She looked at Nan Yan earnestly, as if trying to tell whether what she said was true or false.
Nan Yan, with firm eyes, let her watch with a smile.
After a while, Madam Su sighed lightly and said, "The slave girl understands."
Nan Yan smiled.
Madam Su glanced at her again, and suddenly said, "Lady Concubine, do you want tea?"
Nan Yan smiled: "Okay."
So, she made her a cup of tea.
From just ignoring her, to letting her sit down, and now serving her tea again, it seems that the hostility of this mother Su towards herself is not so great.
Nan Yan took a sip, and it turned out to be the best Biluochun.
She put down the tea cup, but found that Madam Su was sitting on the side, with a pair of bright mirror eyes looking straight at her face.
It seems to be recognizing something.
On the contrary, Nan Yan was a little uncomfortable by her. In fact, she had no purpose when she came, and she just wanted to meet this weird Madam Su.
I saw it now, and it's time to go back.
So after drinking two sips of tea, she was about to say goodbye, and Madam Su suddenly said, "The servant girl heard that there was an accident when the maid was able to enshrine her a few days ago?
I didn't expect her to live in the cold palace, and she knew it.
Nan Yan smiled: "Yes."
"Niangniang, are you from the country?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"That Niangniang is not a member of the Si family?"
"..."
Nan Yan gave her a puzzled look.
Madam Su's words seem to have understood the Si family, or the Si family.
She said, "Grandma recognizes my family?"
"..."
Madam Su was silent for a while, and said: "Bo Wanghou, wonderful and beautiful, rare in the world."
"...!"
Nan Yan looked at her in surprise.
Why do you say such a sentence inexplicably?
She is not even Si Zhongwen's daughter, does it have anything to do with the Bowang Hou Siboyan?
She whispered: "Mother Su, have you seen my uncle?"
Madam Su said: "The slave servant was a person who served next to Emperor Gao, and she met Bowanghou."
"that--"
Nan Yan wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she didn't know what to say.
She had no idea about the past.
This Madam Su had nothing to do with herself.
The two remained silent for a long time.
Nan Yan looked at her suspiciously.
And Madam Su, her shrewd and introverted eyes kept staring at Nan Yan's face.
She seemed to want to see some cause and effect from her face.
Nan Yan felt strange.
After sitting for a while, she really didn't know what to do, so she got up and said goodbye.
Just about to leave, Madam Su suddenly said, "Niang Niang, please wait."
Nan Yan stopped, saw her turn around to open the cabinet, walked over with something, and said, "When we meet for the first time, let's treat it as a meeting gift for the maidservant."
Looking down, it turned out to be the nine-tune mandarin duck pot.
Nan Yan was a little surprised: "This—"
"There are one hundred taels of silver notes," said Madam Su, "all of them will be returned."
"..."
It was because I gave her an explanation, so I returned all the cash notes to myself.
Nan Yan thought for a while and took the pot.
But returned the silver ticket.
Mother Su said: "This is—"
Nan Yan glanced at the room where Xia Yunting was closed, and said calmly: "The money will be treated as a grandmother to take care of her. Please pay more attention to it."
Mother Su said: "Is the empress still caring about her?"
Nan Yan shook his head and said: "I don't care about her. According to the law, the things she did to me are enough for her to end up like this."
"..."
"However, the law is ruthless, I am not."
"..."
Madam Su looked at her for a long while, smiling and said: "The slave girl understands."
So Nan Yan took the hip flask and left Leng Gong.
This Mother Su is not a simple character.
There are really not many people who once served by Emperor Gao.
Many people have been implicated in the big cases in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is a rare thing for her to survive.
There are many mysteries in this person.
After Nan Yan returned to Yikun Palace, her thoughts were always chaotic. In fact, after the canonization, so many things happened that she didn't have time to think about the most important thing for herself.
Own life experience.
The adoptive father carried himself back from Lao Guo.
Is he really a native of the country?
If it is a native of Kuomintang, why did Si Zhongwen carry himself back?
Who are your biological parents? Why haven't you found yourself in these years?
very messy!
In a blink of an eye, twilight fell.
Nan Yan subconsciously looked to the outside door.
Will Zhu Feng come tonight?
Thinking this way, I was a little bit shy. After all, he had been tossed enough for the past two days, and Ran Xiaoyu and the others would laugh during the day. She was really a little "afraid" of him coming.
With such contradictory thoughts, she sat by the window, watching the sky darken a little.
Zhu Feng still didn't come.
Maybe, he won't come tonight?
Are you angry with yourself?
After all, it is not a trivial matter to make someone crazy. Later, I heard that even Zhuang Bi and An Bi were ill. The gate of the Chonghua Palace was closed. It is said that they have been closed to thank guests for the past two days.
Is it too much for yourself?
Thinking this way, I feel a bit wronged.
Maybe they are a bit too much, but when they deal with themselves, they are not gentler than themselves.
Somehow, he didn't poison anyone.
The imperial dining room brought supper.
Zhu Feng still didn't come.
She waited and waited until the food was a little bit cold before eating it with the same taste.
Then he lay on the table, resting his cheek in one hand, looking at the candlelight swaying on the table.
He, isn't he coming?
At this time, the little palace lady Nianqiu came over and whispered: "Niang Niang, Niang Niang's hair bun is a bit messy, please help Niang Niang to comb it."
"It's so late, so what else to comb?"
"But, what if the emperor comes up?"
"..."
Nan Yan looked at the dark sky outside and said, "He will definitely not come. I'm afraid, he has already gone elsewhere."
"..."
"Alright, it's just right not to come."
"..."
"Finally, a person can be quieter."
"..."
"Furthermore," she muttered, "Isn't he tired?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a cold voice at the door
"What do you mean?"
Looking up, Zhu Feng stood outside the door, looking at her with a calm face.