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

It seems that he didn't even plan to tell himself this news.

Not even planning to save the heart.

Nan Yan was silent for a long time in front of the closed door. Although the expression on her face hadn't changed a bit, her eyes were even more condensed, but at this moment, she had secretly made up her mind.

Since you don't care...

Then, my daughter, I will save myself!

While thinking like this, she slowly turned her head and stretched out her hand to push open the window on one side of the room, because it was on the second floor. Although it was not facing the street, there were many people walking around below, and I wish Feng and the others would be around. Secretly protect the guards of this inn.

Now is not the time.

Wait till it gets dark...

She looked up at the sky. At this time, she hoped that the sky would darken sooner.

And under the same sky, another person, who originally had a heart-to-heart with her, silently hoped that the sky would never turn dark at this time.

It is best to never pass this day.

However, begging for the sky to get dark faster is to beg, begging for the sky to never turn dark, it is even more extravagant.

The sky was still in her eyes, and the darkness fell bit by bit.

As the sun went down, some servants hung lanterns under the eaves everywhere, including the surrounding courtyards and gardens. Red lanterns were also hung up early. At this time, it was lit and a red light.

It is the color of great joy.

Also to prepare for tomorrow.

Zhu Xuan walked all the way, looking at such a beaming courtyard, he was even more proud, because he knew that the news that he wanted Naran Xiaoyu to be a concubine had spread throughout the Changqing City today, and it might even be possible. It was spread outside the city.

He didn't believe it, Zhu Feng could still sit still.

Even if Zhu Feng could sit still, how could Sinanyan sit still?

Tomorrow, there will be a good show.

The more he thought about it, the more proud he got. He walked to the courtyard where Ran Xiaoyu was under house arrest. As soon as he looked up, he saw a light in the room, reflecting a pretty figure on the window.

Zhu Xuan stepped forward and opened the door.

Sure enough, I saw Ran Xiaoyu sitting alone at the table, staring at a candle on the table in a daze.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

Although the surrounding lights were brightly lit, there was no light in Ran Xiaoyu's eyes.

She looked at the candlelight in front of her coldly, even though the flame was fluttering, it could not warm the coldness in her eyes at all.

Hearing Zhu Xuan's words, she turned her head slowly.

The look in those eyes was as sharp as a knife, almost piercing into his body.

But Zhu Xuan just smiled and walked in slowly: "You are not sleeping now, do you want to go to the worship hall with red eyes and haggard face tomorrow?"

Ran Xiaoyu said coldly: "I said, I won't marry you."

"..."

"You dream."

This kind of words, no matter who said to the dignified Highness King Ning, is a serious crime of beheading, but Zhu Xuan heard her words, but only smiled: "This king said that by tomorrow, you will know. Is everything real or a dream."

"..."

"Don't go to bed earlier tonight."

"..."

"Maybe tomorrow, can you daydream less?"

His words were both sarcasm and complacency. Ran Xiaoyu gritted her teeth. She said coldly, "Don’t think that I don’t know what you are plotting. You are not really trying to marry me. I want to use this news to let people in the city know that I am in your hands."

"..."

"You want to force the emperor and the noble concubine out of them!"

"..."

"You won't do what you want!"

"..."

"They won't be fooled by you!"

Zhu Xuan raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at her with an angry expression, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are really smart, but you are too impulsive."

"..."

"However, if you really can't force them out as you wish-that's okay, isn't it?"

He walked slowly in front of Ran Xiaoyu, and gently lifted her chin with the fan in his hand: "Then tomorrow, it will really be our bridal house."

"Pooh!"

Ran Xiaoyu opened his hand.

"I said, I won't make you wish!"

Although before, I thought that her stubbornness and contradiction looked very cute, and she also carried a bit of frankness that others did not have, but at this time, Zhu Xuan's brows frowned.

He simply stretched out his hand and squeezed her pointed chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Ran Xiaoyu, listen!"

"..."

"What the king wants, don't need to be given by others, it is the king who takes it by himself!"

"..."

"Now you are in the hands of the king. It doesn't matter if you give it or not. The important thing is that the king wants it! As long as the king wants it, there is no room for you to resist!"

"..."

After speaking, he let out a heavy sigh, then let go of his chin that had been pinched by him, turned around and walked out.

Ran Xiaoyu looked at his back, his face slightly sinking.

Indeed, even though Zhu Xuan had publicly rebelled against the emperor and the court, he had always been in front of him with a hippie smile and the genre of a romantic boy, so that he had never looked at him squarely, let alone looked at him squarely.

But now, she saw one, a more real Zhu Xuan.

Just now, that was what he really looked like.

What he wants is taken by himself, including himself, and even the throne he wants.

Whoever wants to stop him will show his fangs, bite people, and even kill people. She can see the killing intent that flashed in his eyes just now.

This is the real him.

So the wedding tomorrow, as he said, will be a scene.

just--

The emperor and the concubines, will they really come?

I handed Princess Xinping to the young monk Mingxin. Can he take her to find the imperial concubine, even if he does not find the imperial concubine, can he escape the pursuit of Prince Ning's palace?

All this is like a knife, cutting her heart.

Ran Xiaoyu clenched his fists and murmured: "No matter what, I won't let you do what you want."

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After nightfall, there is a curfew in Changqing City.

There was almost no one on the street, and it was so quiet that there was only wind.

However, in the backlit long alleys, there were batch after batch of people walking forward. They silently crossed the long street, climbed up the tall buildings, and visited everything in the city.

At the same time, outside the city, there was also a team slowly approaching in the dark.

Soon, it was under the city gate.

The leader is wearing a black cloak, and the hat covers most of his face.

The whole person seemed to melt into the night.

Only when he raised his head and looked at the three characters "Changqingcheng" on the tower, and the cold moonlight reflected in his eyes, could he see those eyes clearly.

He usually laughs and is also habitually gentle, but at this moment, there is a little coldness.

"Changqing City."

He read word by word, and then slowly said, "Marry her, have you asked me?"