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

At this time, there was only Li Bu hurt by his side. Seeing Li Bu hurt's eyes and closely following Nan Yan's expression, Zhu Feng's eyes sank again.

"Lei does not hurt."

"in."

Li Bushang hurriedly retracted his eyes.

Zhu Feng looked at him coldly, and suddenly said: "Do you know her, or, is there a relationship between you?"

"...!"

Upon hearing this sentence, Li Bu's heart trembled, and when he looked back, Zhu Feng's eyes were gloomy, with a bit of sharpness as if he wanted to see through the human body, or even through the soul, staring at himself and hurriedly lowered. Head: "The emperor..."

"..."

Zhu Feng stood up slowly and walked in front of him.

After two years of experience, Li Bushang has grown a lot taller and a lot longer. Standing in front of Zhu Feng in the past, he was not even on his shoulders, but now he is almost as tall as him.

However, in front of him, he still had to lower his head.

Seeing him walk in front of him, even though he didn't say a word, the pressure on his body was almost overwhelming. This feeling added a bit of weight to Li Bu's heart. .

Zhu Feng walked up to him.

Looking down at him.

Feeling the heavy gaze, Li Bushang's brow furrowed tighter: "The emperor, the minister--"

While he was hesitating, Zhu Feng interrupted him again and said coldly: "Actually, I don't care about what happened between you and her."

"..."

"I don't want to know."

"...!"

Li Bu hurt for a moment, raised his head, staring at him with eyes wide open in shock.

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Because it doesn't make sense."

"...!"

Li Bu's heart trembled again.

Zhu Feng stared into his eyes and said word by word: "When the day she belonged to me began, what happened to her in the past, and what memories she had with anyone, are meaningless."

"..."

"Although I have forgotten some things now, I don't remember when she started to belong to me, but—"

"..."

"She belongs to me now."

He said these words firmly and solemnly. If the words of punish the heart are like piercing the hearts of people one by one, making people's hearts riddled with holes, then his words are like slashing people with one knife. Heart. That kind of pain is not only intense, but also with an irreversible determination, to tear people's hearts completely, making people completely hopeless and desperate.

Under his gloomy gaze, Li Bushang slowly lowered his head.

No expression on his face.

However, the hand hidden in the sleeve slowly squeezed into a fist silently, the blue veins on the back of the hand violently, but there was no movement at all, as if it was trying to restrain the inner impulse.

After a long time, he said solemnly: "Subordinate, understand."

"As long as you know."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "You are a manufacturable, don't let me down."

"..."

"Now, I have a secret decree delivered to you."

Li Bushang's heart trembled again, and he raised his head to look towards Zhu Feng.

Just a moment ago, he broke through his thoughts about the imperial concubine. He originally thought that he would be guilty of his concubine, and even arrested himself and imposed severe punishments, but he did not expect that he would give him another one. Secret order, continue to let yourself do things for him.

Does he doubt himself or believe in himself?

What is his mind?

Li Bushang's expression was dazed, and only then discovered that the emperor who had swept thousands of troops on the battlefield and was invincible was also no less inferior in the control of people's hearts.

Li Bushang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Please give orders from the emperor."

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When I walked to the camp on the other side, as soon as I entered, I saw Ran Xiaoyu sitting on the side of the bed, reaching out his hand and gently patted on the bed, Xingping sleeping.

Seeing her come in, Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly got up: "Niang Niang."

Nan Yan stretched out his hand and made a whispered motion on his lips, Ran Xiaoyu immediately understood.

When I walked to the bed and looked at it, my heart was lying flat on his back, with two small fleshy arms raised by his ears, drooling in sleep, and couldn't help but chuckle.

I was so excited just now, at this time, I fell asleep like this.

Ran Xiaoyu whispered from the side: "Actually, the princess has always wanted to sleep. The servant maid on the road saw her rubbing her eyes several times, but seeing so many people and being so bumpy, she was very excited. In the tent, I fell asleep immediately."

Nan Yan turned her head to look at her, enduring the dryness of her throat, and whispered, "You--work hard--."

Upon hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu knelt down with a plop.

"Manny, please forgive me."

Nan Yan was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to help her, Ran Xiaoyu lowered her head and said, "This time, it was the slave and maid who took her own initiative to bring the princess out of the palace. She was almost frightened so much. It fell into the hands of King Ning."

"..."

"It's a bad servant."

"..."

"Please punish your mother!"

Nan Yan stretched out her hand to pull her up, but she was weak. Secondly, she knelt and refused to get up. She couldn't pull it for a long time. She could only look back at Ye Yu who was next to her. Ye Yu understood, and hurried back to pull her Picked up her: "The empress will not blame you."

When Ran Xiaoyu saw him, his ears were a little red.

I could only pretend not to ignore her, and said to Nanyan: "Niang Niang."

Nan Yan stretched out her hand, patted her shoulder gently, and said, "Don't blame you."

Having said this, her throat was already very uncomfortable, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times. Hearing this sound, Ran Xiaoyu was distressed, and hurriedly said, "The slave and maid will go and pour tea for the empress."

After speaking, he went out.

Ye Wei stood there and saw that she was ignoring herself. He couldn't help but wonder: "Am I doing something wrong again? Why did I suddenly ignore people?"

While thinking, he helped Nan Yan sit down in the chair beside him.

At this moment, Nan Yan raised his head and looked at him.

"Ye Yu..."

After only saying these two words, her throat was as dry as a knife cut, she couldn't help but coughed, covering her mouth, Ye Wei hurriedly beat her back gently, and whispered: "What do you have to say? I won’t be too late when I get better."

He didn't know Nan Yan's experience these days, but saw her speechless and thought she was sick.

However, as soon as Nan Yan looked up at this time, he saw a scar on Nan Yan's throat.

Suddenly he was shocked: "Manny, are you—injured?"

Nan Yan resisted the dry and stinging throat, and said, "It's not important..."

"..."

"Ye Yu, about the emperor, tell--tell me."

Ye Wei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood.

Previously in the Peking Palace, Nan Yan only knew that Zhu Feng was sick and even almost killed her, but Zhu Feng was too forgotten in her body, and she was not particularly clear about these things.

So he sighed: "Yes."