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

"Can't sleep? Why?"

As Zhu Feng said, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, and he was shocked.

Nan Yan's bed was wet and cold, almost like an ice cave. After sleeping for so long, she didn't even get out of the temperature at all; and her body, the clothes next to her, were also clammy!

Zhu Feng suddenly sat up.

"what's wrong with you?"

"I--"

Nan Yan also slowly sat up and stood up, the quilt on her body slipped off, and her thin clothes were moist against her body, making her petite and thin.

Zhu Feng squeezed her arm and reached out to touch her forehead.

It's also clammy.

This is night sweats!

Zhu Feng's brows tightened suddenly: "How could this be?"

"No, nothing."

Nan Yan subconsciously wanted to struggle and broke free of his hand. But who is Zhu Feng, her hands are like iron tongs, and how can she break free with thin arms and legs? Besides, she is still sitting on the bed. There is no way to go back to the inner place.

Zhu Feng touched her twice and immediately understood.

"You have always been like this?"

"..."

"Can't sleep at night?"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't answer, but dodged his gaze, which was acquiescence.

Zhu Feng let out a heavy sigh.

No wonder these days, even though she moved out of the cold palace and went to her own bedroom, her body did not get much better, but she was pale and thin all the time, and her expression was tired every day.

I have night sweats all night and I can't sleep, how can I be healthy?

Seeing that Nan Yan was discovered by him, he sighed softly at this time.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

Miscarriage originally caused great physical harm to the woman. On her way back to Beijing, she spent so long in the quagmire. It was difficult to cure her cold syndrome and it was difficult to cure her; and later, she gave out Fuzi Decoction for an abortion Regarding the medicine, although she didn't drink any symptoms, her condition was delayed because of the wrong medicine.

Later, Wang Baizhi and the others came for treatment and Aunt Tongyun took care of him, but the situation did not improve much.

Only oneself knows about night sweats. If you don't say it, it will be difficult for a doctor to diagnose it.

Zhu Feng grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms, looking down at her twinkling eyes: "Why didn't you say?"

"..."

Nan Yan was silent for a long time before he said Shen Shen, "Why do you want to say?"

Hearing her say this, Zhu Feng's breath became even deeper.

In the darkness, faintly felt a burst of anger that was almost formed, and surrounded the two of them.

Nan Yan even felt that his hand holding his wrist was also unconsciously exerting force, almost squeezing her slender wrist.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and said: "Then what are you going to do?"

"..."

"I was deliberately sick, let me see?"

"..."

"Let me see how weak you are, do you want me to feel bad, or do you want me to feel guilty?"

Hearing this, Nan Yan's breath choked.

She raised her head. Although the lamp in the room had been extinguished and it was pitch black, her eyes were particularly bright. Looking at Zhu Feng, there was a bit of stubbornness in the sadness, and gritted her teeth: "The emperor thinks too much."

"..."

"The concubine did not want to make you guilty, and it is impossible to make you guilty."

"..."

"The illness on my body cannot punish anyone."

"..."

"I just punish myself!"

"...!"

Hearing her say so, Zhu Feng's heart sank again.

"what did you say?"

Punish yourself?

His brows wrinkled again. In this dark night, his eyes flickered at Nan Yan, as if a stream of light flashed by, and his ear suddenly rang that night, the night she had a miscarriage, crying What I said to myself--

"I know that the emperor blames me, and the emperor hates me, because this child is what you expected, and I am looking forward to it, but I-did not protect him, I put him in danger, it is not good for me.

"But the emperor, can you forgive me?"

"Because I am also in pain, and I am also sad."

...

Zhu Feng's voice suddenly became mute.

The throat choked several times, making him almost out of breath. He felt that the small body in his arms was originally thin and cold, and this time it seemed to be colder than before.

He reached out and hugged her in his arms.

I am thinner than before.

With a hoarse voice, Zhu Feng said in her ear: "You--"

"..."

"Are you punishing yourself?"

In the darkness, a very low voice sounded softly.

It seemed to be responding to him, and it seemed to be unconscious, just a very light choking, but Zhu Feng felt that the stiff and cold body in his arms, trembling slowly, leaned against his chest.

With a touch of her hand, tears rolled over her face.

Zhu Feng's heart was throbbing.

He hugged her tightly.

But could not speak.

For so long, he only cared about his own anger, but completely ignored that the child, which she really expected, had grown up in her belly for so long, but had left her body abruptly.

All the **** experiences, I just heard.

But she is someone who has really suffered.

How can I completely blame her on her, and blame her who is already covered in injuries?

He hugged Nan Yan tightly.

A faint, almost inaudible cry sounded in the dark Yikun Palace, where there was no light. Zhu Feng firmly hugged the thin body in his arms, let her cry bitterly, let her hot tears flow freely, touch Wet his chest.

That kind of feeling is actually that kind of heartache.

I don't know how long it took, Nan Yan finally slowly stopped crying.

She gently broke free from Zhu Feng's arms, lowered her head, her voice was still hoarse, and whispered: "Concubine, I'm lost."

Although at this time, she appeared to be alienated again.

But Zhu Feng knew that some things were still different.

He stretched out his hand, gently held her shoulder, and said softly: "Don't think so much, you have to take a good rest, take care of yourself, no matter what-take care of your body."

"……Yes."

He said, he had to lie down.

But Zhu Feng picked her up, Nan Yan was startled, before he could react, he was put on the outside of the bed, and he covered his quilt on his body.

And Zhu Feng got into her bed.

"emperor?"

"It's okay, go to sleep."

Zhu Feng also reached out and helped her tuck the quilt.

He had slept well in the bed, and he felt comfortable as soon as he got in.

However, Nan Yan's bed was cold. On such a night, it was really like an ice cave. Even though Zhu Feng's body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, he was a little trembling at this time.

I felt that he was sleeping uncomfortably.

Nan Yan was silent for a long time, and finally lifted the quilt gently, and said to him: "The emperor, come here."