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

Late at night, everything was quiet.

A thin figure stood silently at the door of Jian's mansion, which had been in chaos before, and was now empty.

The night was deep, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only the deep sorrow appeared in those eyes.

After a long time, he turned and prepared to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a man in black standing in a dark corner on the other side of the long street, only a faint outline revealed, as if the night was condensed.

He opened his mouth and said: "Second Young Master Jian."

"..."

In the night, this thin figure trembled slightly.

The cold moonlight shone on his thin face. It was Jian Ruocheng, the second son of the Jian family who had been missing for a long time and was unrecoverable.

He frowned slightly and looked at each other cautiously.

There was a little smile in the other's voice: "Second Young Master does not need to be so alert, I am here to help Second Young Master."

"help me?"

This is the first time Jian Ruocheng has spoken in so many days.

His voice was originally gentle, and there was strength in the gentleness, but at this moment, probably because he hadn't spoken for too long, there was an indescribable hoarseness and lowness when he opened his mouth, as if rough stones were rubbing against each other.

Even the other party was startled when he heard his voice.

But immediately said: "Yes."

Jian Ruocheng said coldly: "What are you going to help me with?"

The man in black looked at him for a long time, and when he saw the closed door behind him, he said, "Don't you want to take revenge?"

"..."

"Your father, elder brother, sister-in-law, and little nephew all died tragically. Isn't it possible that Young Master Jian was just immersed in grief and didn't want to avenge them at all?"

Jian Ruocheng's breathing became cramped.

After a while, he said solemnly: "Then you know, who is my enemy?"

The other party sneered, "Why do the second son ask knowingly?"

"..."

"After the incident, the government only arrested a few people at the scene, but until now, there has been no public trial. Don’t Young Master Jian still understand why the government can’t try and why this tragedy can’t be made public?”

Jian Ruocheng raised her head and looked at the other party: "You mean--"

"I'll just say it clearly," the other party said frankly, "it was the emperor's hand."

"..."

"Second Young Master Jian actually knew it a long time ago, didn't he?"

"..."

"Otherwise, with your xinxing, how could it be possible that there is no movement at all, because you can't compete with the emperor, so you have been suffering."

Jian Ruocheng's hands hidden in his sleeves slowly clenched.

These hands were originally just a pair of learning and writing hands, but in the storms of these days, there were many wounds on his hands, and they were even stained with mundane dust that he didn't want to touch.

At this moment, the blue veins on the back of his hand were violent, and the knuckles were rattling.

After a long silence, he said: "Why did the emperor do this?"

"..."

"Even if I took refuge in King Ning, my father is innocent."

"..."

"Even, at the altar of worship, my father helped him and confronted King Ning and confronted me. Why did he do this?"

The other party said: "The emperor is ruthless, is this still an explanation?"

"..."

"If the emperor is a reasonable person, how could your Jian family be almost destroyed by ten clans?"

"..."

"Besides, in his current situation, where can I remember what Jane did for him?"

"..."

"Plus," even though the other party was standing in the gloom, his eyes were exceptionally bright at the moment, and he said with a sneer: "The second son's affection for the imperial concubine has already caused a lot of trouble for you. At this point, the second son will not forget it?"

Jian Ruocheng's face showed a sad expression.

He choked, his voice almost inaudible hoarse: "You mean, noble concubine?"

"..."

"It's because of me-my affection for her?"

The person in the dark chuckled again, and then said: "The imperial concubine is extremely intelligent and considerate, and the son takes care of her, and it is also human nature. However, such a common affection is in the eyes of the emperor. It's just rebellious."

"..."

"And what means he does to treat people who are rebellious, isn't the son the clearest?"

"..."

Jian Ruocheng's throat was blocked.

He thought of it.

At first, Zhu Feng's triumphant technique in the palace, the time when Zhu Feng almost killed the three thousand palace ladies, was also because she wanted to get Nan Yan out of the palace. As a result, she was thrown into a prison and almost died.

Jian Ruocheng chuckled lightly.

"Yes." In his eyes, the once gentle, bit by bit freezing, even the faint tears, also frozen: "I, of course, know very well."

The other party looked at him and said without losing the opportunity: "Then why bother to stay here?"

"..."

"If you stay in Peking, they will find it sooner or later."

"I also want to leave, but they are very strict in checking. I want to leave, but I can't."

"This is what I am here to help the son."

"..."

Jian Ruocheng's heart trembled slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the black figure.

"who are you?"

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The night is as deep as a shady that cannot be revealed.

Three shifts have passed.

At this time in peacetime, the palace had already fallen into silence, and no one would be awake except the patrolling team.

But tonight, it's different.

He Yi and Xu Miaoyin were all guarding outside the royal study room.

There was a deep anxiety in the two people's eyes, but when they looked at each other, they didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Xu Miaoyin finally couldn't hold it back, and said softly: "If something like that happens again, do we have to use "too great forgiveness" to the emperor again?"

Last time, they could control it.

But if you do it again, I'm afraid it will really cause chaos in the world.

He Yi said, "Weichen doesn't know either."

"..."

"I have used it twice, if I use it a third time, what impact will it have on the emperor."

This is something he has never faced before.

He said: "Let's talk about the situation first."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the road behind them, and He Yi and Xu Miaoyin hurriedly turned their heads and saw several tall guards walking towards this side with Ning Wang Zhuxuan.

Upon seeing them, Zhu Xuan immediately laughed.

Because of his throat injury and a thick bandage around his neck, his laughter was very strange, like Ye Xiao's voice.

When people hear it, they can't help but creep.

But I also know that he is now able to speak.

As if he heard his laughter, the door of the imperial study room opened, and Grandpa Yu walked out from inside: "The emperor uploads Ning to see you."

Zhu Xuan smiled and walked in slowly.

The door is closed.

Standing outside the door, He Yi and Xu Miaoyin only felt that the wind was getting colder at this moment.