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

When I passed the last door, I saw the tall Ku Mansion in front of him and the wide open space in front of the Ku Mansion.

At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

like--

It seems that what happened in this place.

But what happened?

The strange feeling surged in his heart, which made him feel even more confused. As he passed through the door, he saw a familiar, slender figure standing under the eaves in front of him.

Nanyan.

Nan Yan stood under the eaves.

She didn't even hit the umbrella. She was only wearing a wind cloak, and her shoulders and corners of her clothes were wet by rain. At this moment, she raised her head, as if watching a string of crystal raindrops on the eaves.

It seems that I have seen something more distant through those.

Not far from her, Ran Xiaoyu stood.

Ran Xiaoyu was still holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, but it was probably Nan Yan who told her to retreat, so there was no way to come forward to shelter her from the wind and rain. Ran Xiaoyu suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and looked back. Feng came, and was shocked.

In a hurry, I have to step forward and remind: "Expensive—"

However, before she could say anything, she saw Zhu Feng wave his hand at her.

She bit her lower lip suddenly.

Zhu Feng shook his head at her again and signaled her to leave. Ran Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and could only step aside in silence and then back out.

Nan Yan didn't know the whole process.

She seemed to be out of her body, just looking ahead, what was happening around her had no effect on her at all.

Zhu Feng lightened his steps and walked forward step by step. Only then did he see her profile face, still a little sickly pale, but the eyes were especially black, looking at the dripping in front of her eyes. The raindrops seemed to flash by countless streamers.

She seems to be thinking something.

what is it then?

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly hung up, with a chill, rolling the rain towards them. Seeing Nan Yan standing under the eaves, he was about to get wet, Zhu Feng strode forward and grabbed Her arm pulled directly.

"what!"

Nan Yan was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

She opened her eyes in amazement and looked up, and she was stunned: "The emperor--"

Zhu Feng embraced her with one hand, and with the other hand immediately picked up the wind cloak on her body, surrounding her.

Suddenly, a burst of warmth came.

Originally standing under the eaves, Nan Yan was numb despite the wind and rain, and he couldn't even feel the cold, but at this time, when he was surrounded by the familiar smell and the familiar body temperature. At that time, she suddenly understood.

It turned out that I was cold.

Could not help but shudder slightly.

"emperor……?"

Zhu Feng looked down at her, looking at the little head that emerged from her wind cloak, her pale face, and the hair that was drenched in the rain, wrapped around her cheeks, suddenly frowned It turned into a lump.

"What are you doing here?"

"Uh?"

"I ask what are you doing here?!"

Originally, I came here to question her. In fact, this sentence was also questioning her, but for some reason, the questioning element in the words was much less. Instead, I saw her standing under the eaves in the rain and freezing. Want more.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth: "You don't want to be better, do you?"

"..."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment. At this time, he finally recovered.

She took a step back subconsciously, trying to break free from his embrace, but Zhu Feng's two hands were wrapped behind her, and the thin body was tightly locked in her arms.

"What are you running?"

"..."

"I won't come, don't you want to continue to stand here?"

Nan Yan made a slight profit, feeling that he was unable to move in an inch. At this time, it seemed that he had finally "recognized his fate". He sighed and said, "Concubine, see the emperor."

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows tightened.

It's already this time, and she is still following this with herself.

As long as there are no children in the middle, her attitude is like this, calm and detached, and she still recognizes herself as the emperor, but besides the emperor's identity, there seems to be nothing for her.

Zhu Feng couldn't help gritting his teeth.

When the two were so close, Nan Yan naturally heard his gritted teeth, and understood that at this moment, the emperor was very angry.

But she was still calm, just lowered her eyelashes, and said softly: "Concubine, just come in and take a look. I don't know how the emperor came."

"Just come in and have a look?"

At this time, Zhu Feng seemed to remember why he came.

He raised his head, looked at the empty library house, and looked down at her: "What are you doing here?"

"..."

"You just told them that I agreed to come over."

"..."

"I allow you to walk in the palace, but when did I allow you to come to this place?"

"..."

"Why did you preach the imperial edict, and why did you come into this place?"

If he asked such a series of questions, ordinary people would have been scared to death if they were pressed by the emperor.

But Nan Yan kept her head down, wondering if it was because Zhu Feng's body temperature had slowly melted into her body at this time. The hot and cold fighting made her shudder slightly, but it was not pure fear.

She trembled, then said softly: "Concubine, I just can't help but want to come in and have a look."

"Come in and have a look?"

"..."

"What are you coming to see?"

"..."

Nan Yan had been lowering his head, but when he heard these words, he raised his head and glanced at him.

The gaze looked a little bleak, and it seemed a little confused. After looking at it for a while, there was a little relief.

After a long while, he said calmly: "Also, I didn't watch anything."

After saying this, she raised her hand and put it on Zhu Feng's chest.

Slightly exerted force.

Zhu Feng was originally confused by her attitude, so at this time, for some reason, she pushed her away, and her thin body slipped out of her arms.

A cool breeze suddenly got into his arms, making him feel a little chill.

And she didn't know what it was like to be frozen again.

Nan Yan lowered her head. At this time, she could already see her face pale as paper, even slightly blue, and said softly: "I know that I am wrong."

After saying this, he said nothing, as if waiting for Zhu Feng to let her down.

Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled and tightened.

However, he didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Especially when I saw her standing here, my mind was like a blurry picture, constantly surging in front of my eyes, blurry, but full of impact.

Zhu Feng's voice was a little hoarse.

"What happened here?"