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

Zhu Feng's breathing was choked.

That is a short sword.

The people around were all taken aback. When the guard standing close saw that there was a weapon in her hand, he was so frightened that he said loudly, "Be careful!"

"Someone wants to assassinate the emperor!"

"Protect the emperor!"

Those who were going to come to **** them immediately, but just as they rushed forward, Zhu Feng suddenly raised his hand and stopped them.

Everyone looked at him in panic: "The emperor--"

"Get out!"

"But, the imperial concubine has a murder weapon in her hands."

"Get out!"

He shouted angrily, shocking everyone's heart, even the flames on the side trembled.

But the flutter of fire illuminates the panicked and panicked faces of everyone around, but it fails to illuminate his face, and even his eyes are completely dark at this moment.

Staring at the dagger.

He said solemnly: "What is this?"

"..."

Nan Yan smiled and looked up at him.

The flames reflected in her eyes, but they illuminated her eyes very brightly. There has never been such a clear and quiet. She said calmly: "This is a short sword."

"I know this is a short sword, I am asking—"

His throat choked.

Only then did I think about it, just now I was actually asking-"What is this?"

Of course he could see that it was a short sword, but he didn't know why. When he saw this short sword, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seems to have been cut by a blunt knife.

Moreover, there seemed to be many blurry pictures flashing in his mind, but when he wanted to see clearly, those pictures all disappeared.

He felt that this dagger was extraordinary.

It seems to have a great relationship with myself.

like--

He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to cover his head, but tried to control himself, his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the dagger for a long while, and said in a deep voice: "Where did it come from? This kind of thing."

Nan Yan looked at him and smiled.

He really didn't remember.

Of course he does not remember.

This was given to her by him, and they had gone through countless difficulties and obstacles with them. The feelings between him and her continued to walk on the blade. He originally thought that they could overcome those difficulties together.

But I didn't expect--

I'm going to stop here.

After laughing, Nan Yan said calmly: "The emperor, this is just a gift from a concubine. Does the emperor have to find out the origin?"

Zhu Feng said with a sullen face: "How can someone in the palace have a sharp weapon? Shouldn't I ask to understand?"

"..."

Nan Yan tilted her head, thought about it, and smiled: "That's right."

"..."

"This is from someone else, let the concubine defend herself and protect herself."

"..."

"But now, the mind of the person giving the item has changed, so there is no need to keep this item. It's Concubine Ning—"

She said, turning her head deliberately to look at Feng Qianyan, and said with a faint smile, "Probably we need this."

Feng Qianyan's face sank, and she gritted her teeth hard.

Pregnancy was originally a happy event, but Sinanyan gave a gift but gave a murder weapon, which is obviously cursing herself; this is fine, and more importantly, this murder weapon reminded her that the harem is extremely dangerous. I really don't know if I can keep it.

Just when Feng Qianyan was in a heavy heart and sweating on her palms, Nan Yan smiled very relaxedly and sent the short sword in front of her.

"Ning Concubine, just a little gift, please accept it."

Feng Qianyan didn't accept it, nor did he not accept it.