A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 816 The Emperor’s Confession (1)

If Long San's carriage went to the prefect's mansion, he had to pass through the snack street, and Long San, who was sitting in the carriage, never imagined that he would pass by Nanfeng.

Nan Feng also didn't expect Long San to pass behind him. At that time, she was serving the emperor to eat offal.

The emperor was full of beef offal, and was sweating again, so he had a reason to get along with Nanfeng: "I'm too full, let's go for a walk."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Nan Feng took the emperor for a stroll around the city again.

Since it was a tour to the south, it was impossible to go out to eat and drink all the time, and it was necessary to be considerate of the people's feelings. Nanfeng suggested that the emperor go to the place where the refugees had been taken in before.

That place was not in the bustling area of ​​the provincial capital, and it took a long time to get there, so Mu Zhen found another carriage.

"I heard that you donated silver taels to the refugees before," the emperor said looking at Nanfeng.

The carriage was found temporarily. The interior of the carriage was relatively narrow, and red lanterns were lit inside, making the atmosphere look very ambiguous.

"I didn't donate much, I just did my part," Nan Feng said lightly.

The emperor smiled: "But this is really rare, you are a very kind woman."

He used "woman" instead of "female".

Nanfeng always sounds weird.

"Your Majesty, thank you," Nan Feng said before turning in one direction, and then opened the car curtain to look outside.

But there are alleys on both sides, some houses have lanterns outside, some don't, this is not a busy city, and there are no pedestrians, so there is nothing to see, but Nanfeng doesn't want to turn around and get along with the emperor.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something unusual about the emperor tonight.

The two had always maintained a relationship that was neither salty nor cold, he was the ruler and she was the subject, and they had always restricted each other in this way.

"Nanfeng, are you afraid of me?" the emperor said again, regardless of whether she was looking at the scenery, she could always hear his voice anyway.

Nan Feng had no choice but to close the curtains, and then looked back at the emperor: "Why did your Majesty say that? You are the Son of Heaven, and the people should respect the Son of Heaven, just like... revering the gods."

But the emperor paused, and then asked: "What if I'm just an ordinary man?"

Nan Feng thought to himself, if he was just an ordinary man, then they would not be sitting in the same carriage now, and she would leave in minutes.

"Your Majesty, there is no such assumption. The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven. Don't lower your status."

But the emperor still forced to ask: "What if I am just an ordinary man?"

"..." Nanfeng chose not to answer.

"You still hold a grudge about the last hunt, don't you? Because I didn't punish Concubine De," the emperor asked.

"Not at all," Nan Feng just finished speaking, and sneezed untimely, and then wiped his nose with his sleeve.

"Look, if you still say no, you've already sneezed. I heard that sneezing means you are cursing in your heart. The person you are cursing is me, right?"

Sneezing means being cursed, right?
Nanfeng looked at the emperor's face, he didn't look like he was joking, he was quite serious.

"Your Majesty, Concubine De is your concubine, if you don't punish her, just don't punish her."

"So, you are still blaming me in your heart," said the emperor.

Nanfeng felt that this topic seemed to be going back, "My lord, this question is meaningless, the refugee house is coming, let's get off the bus."

(End of this chapter)