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

Magnolia is in the center, and a lone lamp shines.

The bright and extinguished lights dazzled the eyes of both people dimly, like the state of mind at the moment,

Zhu Feng sat in the chair and looked at Qin Ruolan in front of him.

She is indeed a beauty.

Even if there is only a solitary lamp in front of her, the light is dim, but she still can't conceal her beauty, just standing so casually, like a touching Jiangan pear flower, it is fascinating.

However, the wind roaring outside seemed to blow the chill into his heart.

He spoke, and his voice was somewhat cold: "You said, you have something to tell me."

"Yes."

Qin Ruolan took a deep breath and looked up at him.

After saying that sentence, the queen sent herself under house arrest. It was obvious that the matter had reached this point. Instead of letting others go and talk nonsense with Zhu Feng, it was better to tell him herself.

Zhu Feng said: "Cheng Xuan, is it really you and-and my son?"

Qin Ruolan raised a pair of beautiful eyes, tears shining brightly: "Did the emperor ask the queen?"

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while before he said solemnly: "Since you told me, then you'd better clarify this matter."

Although Qin Ruolan was in tears, a smile of joy appeared on his face.

She stepped forward and said softly: "Do you remember the emperor?"

"..."

"Even if the emperor doesn't remember anything, the emperor is still willing to believe in concubines, isn't it?"

While she was talking, tears ran down, like pear blossoms with rain, and choked up: "The emperor used to believe in concubines like today. No matter what others say, no matter what happens, the emperor is only around him."

Zhu Feng frowned.

The feeling she said, as if standing on an isolated island, the feeling that no one can rely on, suddenly resurrected from the bottom of his heart, and instantly enveloped him.

His hands also grabbed the armrest of the chair suddenly, cold sweat erupted from his palms.

"I--"

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

But subconsciously, thought of Nan Yan.

Last night, the depression that kept his heartbeat and breathing suppressed all night, in the early morning, the moment he saw her, it disappeared without a trace.

She is like the light in the dark.

At this moment, although facing Qin Ruolan and asking about the matter between them, he kept thinking about Nan Yan in his heart.

It seems that only thinking about her can I bear this suffocating feeling of depression.

Qin Ruolan had already walked over, knelt down on his knees, choked up and said: "The emperor is only a concubine by his side, but the concubine—"

In her heart, it was like a knife cut.

The past between them was a pain that she couldn't survive in her life.

But now, speaking to him again, it was as if he had torn open the scabbed wound with his own hands, and placed it in front of him bloody.

Zhu Feng, I don't know what will happen.

And she is already heartbroken.

"concubine--"

Just when she mustered up the courage to continue speaking, suddenly a voice came from outside.

"emperor."

This voice made Zhu Feng tremble suddenly, as if suddenly awakened from a dream, he immediately opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"

The door opened and a guard walked in from outside.

He walked to Zhu Feng's side, whispered a few words in his ears, Zhu Feng's brows immediately wrinkled into a lump: "What?"

"The emperor asked Weichen to stare at him, and Weichen kept staring at him. Just now, he himself..."

The latter words became deeper.

And Zhu Feng's expression became more gloomy.

Qin Ruolan watched from the side, still a little at a loss, but when the guard finished speaking, Zhu Feng's hand tightened and almost snapped off the armrest of the chair.

He stood up loudly and walked out quickly.

The attendant naturally followed out immediately, not daring to stay.

"The emperor--"

Qin Ruolan was stunned. She didn't know what was going on, so Zhu Feng suddenly left without saying a word and hurried to catch up.

But when she walked to the door, she saw Zhu Feng leave here in a hurry, but walked to Furongju.

"..."

Suddenly, her heart fell into the ice cave.

Sinan Yan...

you again?

Why, always you?

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"How do you know the empress lives here?"

"..."

Li Bushang was stunned by her question, and Ran Xiaoyu continued: "It hasn't been long since you returned to Hecheng, and you haven't come here to see the empress in these two days. How do you know that she lives here?"

"..."

"Moreover, you were here alone tonight, no one to lead the way."

"..."

"How did you know she was here?"

After saying this, Ran Xiaoyu closed her mouth and looked at him quietly, as if waiting for an answer.

Around, the night is darker and the wind is more urgent.

But Li did not hurt but never spoke. He only frowned slightly and looked at Ran Xiaoyu's calm eyes. After a while, he said, "Why did Sister Xiaoyu ask this?"

Ran Xiaoyu said, "I am the one serving the empress. I naturally care about her affairs."

Li Bu hurt said: "This, very good."

"Then can you talk?"

"..."

Li Bushang was silent for a while before he said, "It's nothing. If you care about someone, you will naturally know about her. I want to know, and naturally you will know."

"..."

His answer was obviously perfunctory.

However, Ran Xiaoyu did not continue to question, but just looked at him. Although she had a baby face and a pretty face, she always had the meaning of ice and snow. When she stared at a person in this way, it seemed like she wanted to see through the person. .

Li did not hurt nor avoid her eyes.

After staring at each other quietly for a long time, Ran Xiaoyu said: "I know you care about your empress, but as a noble concubine, she can't bear the care of too many people, especially you."

"..."

"You just said you want to save her, which is good."

"..."

"But, don't turn into harming her because of your concern."

"...!"

Li Bu's brow furrowed slightly.

Ran Xiaoyu had already turned around and walked back to Furongju. When closing the door, he heard Nan Yan asking: "Has he gone?"

"It's gone already, don't worry about it."

...

Li Bushang was standing outside, although the wind quickly blew through his not thick clothes and the cold soaked through his muscles and bones, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

The slender figure reflected on the window was enough to warm him with just a glance.

It seems that back then, when he was the most painful and depressed, the gentleness of her smile, like the warm sun of three springs, is still engraved in his heart until now.

Any bitter cold is not worth mentioning.

but--

"Can't I care about you?"

He murmured to himself, the eyes of those wolves added a bit of coldness, and he said in his heart: No one can stop me, I have survived to this day, just to have enough ability to approach you and protect you. People can stop me!

He turned around slowly.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a tall figure standing behind him, with deep eyes looking at him coldly.