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

This, where is a mother, or what a concubine should do.

But for some reason, this feeling—like the feeling of being protected is a bit familiar.

Let him feel refreshed from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, no matter how much fun you are, you can't "indulge" anymore. Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and snatched the brick from Nan Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me to be honest."

"..."

Nan Yan leaned in his arms, raised his head, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Oh……"

Looking at her like this, Zhu Feng was even more dumbfounded.

I vaguely remember the mood when I rescued her from the sea, especially seeing her frail figure, being torn by the huge waves, as if she would be broken to pieces in the next moment, making him very heartbroken. Therefore, risking their ship might be The danger of being involved in the huge waves, also rescued her.

After that, she woke up.

She couldn't speak, she could only look at herself with a pair of clear eyes. Although she was inferior to Qin Ruolan in terms of appearance, her lovely appearance was really touching.

Always let an inexplicable force grow in his heart.

Want to protect her.

He did the same along the way.

However, the more I get along, the more I realize that this slender and weak woman is not as fragile as she looks. She is not courageous, and stronger than many people. In critical moments, she can help herself.

Even, in some cases, there will be surprises.

For example, at this moment--

Who gave her the courage to take bricks to photograph the things left by Emperor Gao?

Nan Yan looked at him and said seriously: "Did the emperor remember anything?"

"Ok?"

Nan Yan whispered: "My concubine has done this before."

"When?"

"a year ago."

"..."

"A year ago, my concubine and the emperor also went to this golden building. At that time, there was also a lock here. In order to let the emperor in, the concubine also took a brick and patted the lock."

"Did you shoot it?"

"No. The emperor does not allow concubines to do this."

"..."

Sure enough, it was really not a lie that I just took her into my arms so easily, and the familiar feeling.

"Then now, it's not allowed."

Nan Yan looked at him: "Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then took another look at the brass lock that she had shot to the side, and then said, "There are some things, I will find them back sooner or later, and I will find them completely, but not now."

"..."

Right, there are still rebels waiting twenty miles outside the city. It is indeed not a good time for him to find his own memories.

At least, after dealing with King Ning's rebellion.

Nan Yan whispered: "The concubine is just afraid. The emperor's heart is uncertain about some things, which will affect the emperor's judgment. However, the concubine will not deceive the emperor."

Having said that, her cheeks were slightly hot.

Although these words were clearly just a confession of her heart, she somehow gave her a kind of illusion-as if showing love to him.

Even if the two are already married and have children, she is still a little shy to make her say such things.

But Zhu Feng, when he heard these words, his heart moved slightly.

That heartstring was originally stretched so tightly, as if it might collapse at any time, but after her appearance, each sentence slowly relieved him.

Perhaps, the words can be deceiving.

But the feeling in my heart cannot deceive people.

After all, he still treated her--

Zhu Feng took her in his arms and said Shen Shen: "In my heart, I really can't confirm many things, but if one thing can be confirmed, it is enough."

Nan Yan raised his head: "What?"

Zhu Feng did not answer her.

He only stretched out his hand, held her back of the head, and buried her face in his arms.

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When they left the Golden Tower, the sky was already dark.

However, Zhu Feng did not have Hui Liuhetang.

Instead, I went to Furongju in Nanyan.

Compared with Liuhetang, it is of course not so spacious and gorgeous, but as soon as you walked into the gate, you heard the babble of Princess Xinping and the little monk Mingxin.

The sound of milk is milky, which makes people particularly happy.

Xinping still couldn't fully express her meaning in words. She often said a word for everyone to guess for a long time, but Mingxin could always guess what she wanted in one fell swoop, and the two children could even talk.

The people next to them looked at them like this, only feeling extremely sweet.

And when Xinping sitting on the bed saw Nan Yan coming back, a familiar figure followed behind her, and immediately raised her hands happily, "Hug--!"

But just after speaking, I suddenly remembered something.

Putting down both hands, his mouth slumped, and his face turned to one side.

"Humph!"

Zhu Feng was taken aback: "What's wrong with her?"

Nan Yan also froze for a while, then remembered, and couldn't help but smile: "Several times before, she wanted the emperor to hold her, but the emperor didn't hold her."

"Oh……"

Zhu Feng just remembered now.

Unexpectedly, at that time, Zhu Feng only cared about the little woman in his arms and could not take care of his daughter, but he did not expect that she would still hold a grudge.

He smiled and walked over, stretched out his hand and nodded Xinping's little nose: "Why, are you angry with your father?"

"Humph!"

Old Gao with a small mouth pouted, and his small face turned to the other side.

"Do you really want to hug your father?"

As Zhu Feng said, he stretched out his hand to vainly close her fleshy little arm, as if to tempt her: "Really don't want my father to hold him?"

Sure enough, the child still couldn't hold back his breath, and Cao Ping immediately turned his head, looked at Zhu Feng's faint smile, and then stretched out his hand: "Hug!"

"Hahaha."

Zhu Feng smiled, picked up the meat ball, and lifted it into the air.

It's been a long time since I enjoyed such a high treatment, my heart was so happy that I let out a crisp laugh, and kept yelling: "Fly! Fly!"

The laughter of the father and daughter spread far.

Naturally, it was also spread not far from here, with Magnolia in the middle.

Qin Ruolan stood at the door, watching the brightly lit lights on Furongju, listening to the joyful laughter of the adults and children, although her home was brightly lit, but at this moment, her eyes were blackened.

how come--

If so, Zhu Feng believed in Sinanyan again?

He believed her so!

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fist and punched the door fiercely. On the delicate skin, the old wounds were not healed, and the new ones were added.

But it can't compare to the tingling in my heart at the moment.

And Nan Yan was standing in the room, watching their father and daughter getting along with each other happily, and couldn't help but smile so that their eyes were bent.

Fortunately, everything went well.

In Zhu Feng's heart, after all, she still has her and their daughter.

just--

Although I am happy, there is still a hint of faint anxiety, lingering deep in my heart.

Today, Zhu Feng asked Xiao Shunzi to "recover" something.

Although this matter was passed by just one sentence, but for some reason, it was like a cloud of darkness covering her heart.

Hope, nothing more will happen.