Zhu Feng hit the arrow?

Nan Yan suddenly panicked when he heard it, and subconsciously raised his head, but he heard Zhu Feng's angry voice sound above his head again: "Retract!"

His voice was not loud, but because he was tightly attached to his chest, this low growl sounded like thunder.

Nan Yan could only lower his head obediently.

Not only did she lower her head, her hands and feet were also retracted into the blanket, she was like stuffing in a bun, held tightly by Zhu Feng.

The people around were still a little flustered and couldn't see clearly, but Ye Xun could see clearly. He hurried to Zhu Feng's side. Just as he was about to say something, Zhu Feng had already raised his head and said to the surrounding soldiers: " You all go back to your camp, and I will make arrangements later. Ye Xu, go outside the tent and wait immediately!"

He gave an order, and no one would dare to obey.

The Yongzhou Daying, which was still clamoring just now, fell silent again. The generals of each team led their troops back, and everyone dispersed.

And Zhu Feng held the "baozi" and walked into his big tent.

He gently put the trembling little woman in his arms on the bed.

As soon as she let go of her hand, the blanket slowly slid down from her naked body. Nan Yan put her hands around her chest, raised her head, and looked at him hurriedly: "The emperor."

She immediately saw that there was blood on his body.

Really hit the arrow!

"The emperor, are you hurt?"

However, Zhu Feng only looked at her body. There were some pink finger marks and even some bruises on her fair skin, all left by Tong Jie before.

He didn't know if it was the severe pain or some other reason. He gritted his teeth hard and made a gritty voice before he said in a deep voice, "I know it myself."

At this moment, Ye Xu, who was waiting outside the account, couldn't help but shouted: "The emperor, can the ministers come in?"

Nan Yan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly pulled up the blanket to cover her body.

Zhu Feng's breath sank, and he took off his cloak with his backhand and surrounded her. The familiar feeling made Nan Yan tremble slightly, and raised his head to meet his deep eyes.

It seems that when we first met...

At this moment, Zhu Feng's deep and secluded eyes also seemed to flash a light, but immediately, Ye Xun urged again, and he let out a deep breath before saying, "Come in."

Ye Xu hurriedly walked in from outside.

"Emperor, how can you do this?!"

Ye Yu has always looked like a good old man. He was joking and didn't have any pretensions. This was the first time Nan Yan saw him lose his temper, even facing Zhu Feng.

On the contrary, Zhu Feng didn't get angry. He just sat back on the bedside: "Ye Yu, you are getting bolder and bolder."

"The emperor, you are no longer the former king of Yan, you are the body of a multifarious body, no matter what the reason, you should not be like this."

"..."

"Besides, you didn't take it alone, and you didn't even tell the Weichen."

Ye Xun was probably also anxious, and he seemed to talk for a long time, but Zhu Feng, calmly did not speak, just listened to his "reprimand".

But when Nan Yan looked up and saw Zhu Feng's shoulders, he immediately said: "Don't say Ye Yu, the emperor has been shot!"

He had already hit an arrow on his shoulder. I don't know when the arrow was hit. The blood flowed down and dyed most of his back!

Ye Xu took a look, swallowed all the words just now, turned his head and shouted loudly, "The Royal Doctor!"

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