Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

It's Zhu Xuan!

Ran Xiaoyu's heart sank, before he had time to think about it, Zhu Xuan pulled her down directly.

"what!"

Ran Xiaoyu fell down, staggered two steps before barely standing still, and hurriedly turned around and ran forward, but the soldiers in front had already blocked the whole road, and Zhu Xuan behind him did not miss the opportunity to put the whip on her again. set.

Suddenly, the whole person was trapped.

He pulled hard, Ran Xiaoyu stumbled back a few steps, and suddenly ran into his arms.

Zhu Xuan hugged her.

"you--!"

Ran Xiaoyu was so angry that her pretty face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and wanted to bite him, but Zhu Xuan looked down at her, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"This king has been thinking about it all the time," he said as he tightened her waist with his other hand, and held her firmly in his arms: "How can I trap you?"

"..."

"Unexpectedly, it took so many people to reach this point."

"..."

"Xiaoyu, you are the most troublesome woman the king has ever seen."

Ran Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red, and he said fiercely: "You can rely on it, aren't these subordinates? Can you catch me on your own?"

"..."

Was provoked.

Zhu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but smiled again: "However, this king is King Ning, and these subordinates are the power of this king."

"..."

"Anyway, this king got his wish."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and smiled into her eyes: "Maybe, you don't know the power of this king too much, but-maybe you will understand soon."

Ran Xiaoyu got goose bumps all over his body when he said these words.

But she sneered: "I don't quite understand your power."

"..."

"But I can see your stupidity very clearly."

"...?"

Zhu Xuan was stunned for her sudden self-confidence and provocation, but the next moment, he suddenly wanted to feel something.

He hugged her hand hard, took her into his arms, and stretched out her hand to lift the cloak on her body.

Suddenly, everyone around was taken aback.

Behind Ran Xiaoyu, she was originally carrying Princess Xinping, but at this moment, she was only carrying a pile of gray monk clothes rolled together!

Just now because she had been running, everyone just looked at her protruding back and thought it was Princess Xinping, but didn't notice at all. I don't know when, Princess Xinping turned into a ball of clothes!

Zhu Xuan immediately changed his face: "Where is she?"

Ran Xiaoyu said coldly: "You are so capable, why don't you find it yourself?"

"..."

Zhu Xuan looked around with a gloomy face. The monks in Dabao Temple had already been detained by them at this time. He took a look and suddenly realized that the little monk who followed Ran Xiaoyu to the door before was gone.

He took a deep breath, stared into her eyes, and said solemnly: "Come here."

"in."

"Immediately search for a five- or six-year-old monk in the city, and Princess Xinping in this neighborhood. Be sure to find them!"

"Yes!"

When those people left, Zhu Xuan turned around and looked at Ran Xiaoyu in his arms: "As for you——Xiaoyu, you can follow this king back to the house."

"..."

"What is the power of this king, you should find out."

"——"

Ran Xiaoyu turned blue and stared at him closely.

"go!"

After speaking, he held Ran Xiaoyu tightly and took her away alive.

At the same time, outside the Dabao Temple, at the entrance of a cave on the back of the mountain, the young monk Mingxin cautiously crawled out of it with Princess Xinping on her back.

Like a vigilant little beast, he stuck his head out and looked around to make sure there was no danger around him.

This was relieved.

At the same time, Cao Ping, who had been quietly on his back, saw the light, and suddenly uttered a hum of joy.

Mingxin looked back at her, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, you just didn't make a sound. It would be miserable if someone found out."

"Woohoo..."

"If we were discovered by them, we would have to hide in this hole forever."

"Woo..."

"But this doesn't work either. Sister Xiaoyu just said that I would take you to find your mother. But who is your mother? You are a princess. Isn't your mother a queen or a very powerful concubine?"

"Woohoo!"

"Where should I find her?"

Mingxin looked back at Dabao Temple in the distance with some worry, then looked at Xinping on his back, and said, "But I really didn't expect you to be a princess."

"..."

"But since you are a princess, then I have to protect you."

"Wow!"

"Let's go," he said as he crawled out of the cave. The monk's robe was taken off. Only a shabby jacket was worn inside, because he had crawled in the cave for so long and was stained with a lot of ashes.

He reached out and dusted his sleeves and knees, and put the Xiaoping on his back up again, and said, "Go, the little princess is looking for mother!"

｜

The door was gently opened.

Standing at the door, Nan Yan saw the tall figure standing in front of her, her eyes were hot for some reason.

"what……"

Although she endured and endured her, tears slowly welled up, making her eye circles red.

Don't hurt...

It turned out that Li didn't hurt, and he also survived the storm.

that is really good!

Although this is a happy reunion, at this moment, besides joy, there is only more sorrow and helplessness in her heart.

Thinking of his embarrassment, he heard all the words Lian'er said just now.

She managed to squeeze a smile to make herself look less embarrassed, but Li Wushang stood in front of her, looking down at his slightly red eye circles.

"you--"

"Uh uh."

Nan Yan shook his head gently at him, as if to say--I'm fine.

But Li did not hurt the gaze that looked at her, but it was like a bottomless pond.

"I know."

He only said these three words, and these three words cut into Nan Yan's heart like a blunt knife.

"..."

Li Bushang looked at her for a long time, from her eyes, to her pale lips, to her thin and sharp chin, every time he saw the haze in his eyes, it got deeper.

In the end, his eyes fell on her slender neck.

The scar on the throat.

That night, watching her being swallowed by the waves in the wind and rain, this scene was like a nightmare, and these days kept recurring in his mind.

I finally saw her, but the scar still burned him.

"Nanyan..."

He called his name softly, raised his hand, and reached her neck.

As if wanting to touch her.

But just when his fingertips were about to touch the scar, Nan Yan took a step back abruptly.

At the same time, he himself stopped.

Now, it is not the time yet.