Chapter 10

Ye Xu was also stupified

Not only did this little woman not answer the questions of His Royal Highness Yan Wang, but now, she even dared to ask His Royal Highness Yan?

Is she really tired of life?

At this moment, Ye Yu felt that the room seemed to be freezing all of a sudden in this hot weather, and King Yan's cold voice was more like a cold wind blowing from the ice and snow: "What did you say?"

This Si Nanyan even raised her head: "His Royal Highness thinks, am I wrong?"

"..."

Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Probably the breath on his body is too overwhelming. After all, Sinanyan has exhausted her physical strength and is weak. At this time, she is leaning softly on the head of the bed, but her pale lips are trembling slightly.

"You killed me that night. Where can I live to this day?"

Zhu Feng's eyes became sharper.

He said: "This king made you live to this day, so do you think you can continue to live?"

Si nanyan said softly: "If I can't continue to live, your Royal Highness just ignores me."

"..."

"Since your Royal Highness saved me, naturally he wants me to continue to live."

"..."

Ye Xu on the side looked carefully at King Yan, and then at the reluctant Si nanyan. He didn't know what to say. After some time, a sneer suddenly sounded in the quiet room.

Zhu Feng said: "You are wrong."

Nan Yan raised her head and looked at him in surprise.

"This king originally wanted to kill you."

"..."

"But just now, the king changed his mind."

"..."

"Now, this king wants you to continue to live."

Si nanyan's eyes lit up suddenly.

But before she could say anything, Zhu Feng went on to say: "To let you live is to let you see whether what you said is right or wrong!"

"..."

"This king, will he be a tyrant?"

Si Nanyan's breath choked: "His Royal Highness—"

Zhu Feng turned his head and said, "Ye Xu."

Ye Xu hurried forward: "His Royal Highness."

"From tomorrow, I will disqualify her as a slave and go to this king's side to listen to her."

Ye Xu still hesitated. Although the prince had always been served by a maidservant, it was always arranged by the princess. The prince never asked about this. This was the first time that he himself appointed a person to follow him.

Thinking of this, he tilted his head and glanced at the little woman again.

She also had a look of astonishment. She sat on the bedside and looked at the prince at a loss. She was obviously an ant that could be killed by just reaching out, but she actually lived again and again in the hands of the prince.

This is a big surprise.

"...Yes."

Zhu Feng turned around and walked out without looking back.

It wasn't until his tall figure disappeared into the night that Ye Wei straightened up, turned his head and glanced at her again, and then said, "Miss Si nanyan, right?"

Nan Yan looked at his attire and couldn't figure out his identity for a while, only nodded cautiously.

Ye Xu smiled, took out a set of clothes and put it by the bed, then said: "You heard what the prince said just now?"

"heard it."

"Then from tomorrow, you can go to the prince's side to make a errand. It's already late today, so I'll live first. After two days, I'll make another arrangement for you."

Seeing that he was still talking peacefully, Nan Yan nodded softly.

Ye Xu turned around to leave, but after thinking about it, he stopped and said, "Miss Si, you must never offend our prince again. He gets angry. That is to—"

Having said this, seeing Sinanyan shivering involuntarily, he was obviously shocked. Since he was so courageous, how dare he say those things just now?

This little girl is really uneasy.

Although Ye Wei is younger than her, but after having been with King Yan for many years, he is very experienced, and he doesn't speak thoroughly. He just said: "You have a good rest. The next day- you are tired. That's it."

After finishing speaking, he sighed and shook his head, and ran out quickly.

Although his last words were kindly exhortations, when Si nanyan listened, it was almost as mournful, and she couldn't help but pale.

King Yan has disqualified herself as a slave, and make an errand for him by his side?

Not being a slave, that is to say, She suddenly became a slave-of course, compared to the maids and the cucumbine who died under the knife, she was very lucky.

But follow King Yan...

Doesn't this make it clear that you want to keep yourself tortured? Besides, King Yan is so temperamental, he kills people at every turn, and he really wants to be by his side to make errand. How many days can she live?

Maybe, it's not as good as those who killed them all.

Having just eaten half a bowl of porridge, after finally accumulating a little strength, Nan Yan slowly raised her hand and slapped her mouth.

"Make you talk more!"

It was only then that He yie standing outside the courtyard was relieved. He looked at Si nanyan with regretful expression, and slapped his mouth again and again. He couldn't help but laugh. The cold moonlight illuminated the corner of his mouth with a faint smile. , But the next moment, his eyes became deep again, and he turned and left.

This night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Zhu Feng got up.

Before dawn, he walked out of the hall, and practiced a set of swordsmanship as usual in the Yanwang Mansion and in the barracks.

Guarding the border over the years, martial arts cannot be abandoned, and it has almost become a means for him to vent his energy like karma. The three-foot long sword is like a dragon in his hand, gradually turning into a cold light, shaken by the light. , The gust of wind followed, so that the leaves on the treetops fell down, flying up with the sword wind.

Si nanyan followed Ye Xu in from the outside and saw this scene as soon as she looked up.

Zhu Feng didn't feel them at all. His breath almost merged with the sharp sword aura. He seemed to have an invisible strength all over his body, even the black, soft stools were all because of this strength. The strength became abnormal, and he raised his hands and feet, his clothes like clouds, lightly following the wind.

Nan Yan stayed there immediately.

At the last moment, Zhu Feng took the sword and stood still, with a restrained aura. The fallen leaves were flying around him just now. At this time, they were like a butterfly with folded wings, dangling down.

He slowly turned around, and saw Si nanyan and Ye Xu standing under the eaves.

He walked over to Nan Yan and looked down at her.

Yesterday she was half dead. She looked much better at this time, but her face was still a little pale and the corners of her eyes were a little haggard, as if it was last night-it must be because she didn't sleep well.

He suddenly became a little irritable, Why he did care for?

Thinking of this, his breath sank.

A little sweat came out of her body, coupled with his breath, with warm, even a little hot breathing, and it suddenly blew onto Nan Yan's face. She looked up at Zhu Feng in a daze, wondering what he was going to do.