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

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."

"..."

At this moment, Zhu Feng was stunned.

He raised his head. In the darkness, his eyes lit up like two lamps, looking straight at Nan Yan.

Although he knew the light was dark, the other party might not be able to see him, but Nan Yan lowered his head and buried most of his hot face in the quilt.

And Zhu Feng still couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't know at this time, whether he was embarrassing himself.

Can you say this a second time?

Her face was hot for a while, and she almost didn't want to pay attention to him, but listening to his heavy, whirring breathing, and thinking about the cold and damp taste of the quilt, she was silent for a long time before gritting her teeth. .

"But forget it."

After speaking, the hand that opened the quilt must be put down.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's hand stretched out and grabbed her wrist accurately.

"Wait!"

"..."

In the darkness, Zhu Feng's eyes lit up like stars in the sky, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.

On weekdays, whether a hundred officials kneel down or greet the officials, even no matter how honorable the position, no matter how luxurious enjoyment, there is no such a moment. She said a soft word to herself, lifted a little quilt, and brought The happiness is more.

"If you say it, you can say it, how can it be counted?"

After speaking, he got out of his own quilt directly and got into Nan Yan's quilt.

This quilt was originally not too big. It was too big when covered by one person, and when covered by two people, the back was about to be exposed. Feeling some whistling wind, Zhu Feng moved forward slowly.

This move was directly attached to Nan Yan's body.

Nan Yan shuddered suddenly.

Zhu Feng also felt it immediately. He lowered his head and looked at her. Because they were too close, their hair was almost tangled together, and their breath was blowing on each other’s faces. He could clearly feel each other's every time. Heartbeat, throbbing every bit.

He whispered: "Is it cold?"

"..."

Nan Yan lowered his head and hesitated for a long time before nodding slightly.

Then, I felt a pair of powerful, warm hands slowly stretched out, wrapped her slender waist, and wrapped her thin shoulders, slowly hugging her into his arms.

As soon as he pressed his solid and warm chest, Nan Yan trembled again.

But this time, it has nothing to do with cold.

That kind of situation as if in a dream happened again in reality, but she was a little bit startled, not knowing whether everything she was facing was illusion or true.

She just raised her head slowly, and most of her face was covered by the quilt and messy hair, only a pair of eyes were exposed, shining brightly.

Zhu Feng also looked down at her.

"Is it cold?"

This time, Nan Yan shook his head slightly.

"It's not cold anymore."

The smile in the corner of Zhu Feng's eyes deepened, and the hands that hugged her became harder, almost directly inserting the thin body in her arms into her chest, so that she would never leave her.

"It's fine if it's not cold."

"..."

"Go to sleep."

"……Ok."

This time, the two people didn’t say anything. In the silent night, two breathing sounds one after another. At first, there seemed to be a little heart palpitations, rapid and tight, but gradually, it became steady and long. As time passed, It calmed down little by little.

This calm continued until the night outside was gradually dissipated by the morning light, and the people in Yikun Palace began to walk back and forth, before being broken.

Nan Yan was sleeping lightly, but at this time, she opened her eyes.

The look in his eyes is clear and clear.

These days, she has hardly had a good night's sleep, not because of physical weakness, night sweats, or nightmares when she closes her eyes, so gradually her spirits are getting worse and worse.

Last night, it was the first time she had a good night's sleep.

Although it was past five shifts when he fell asleep, he didn't even turn his body. When he opened his eyes at the moment, he didn't feel dizzy and uncomfortable, but he was a little refreshed.

If there is no pressing on that hand.

After waking up for a while, she felt a little suffocated in her chest. When she looked down, she saw a strong arm across her chest, holding herself firmly in her arms. She slowly turned her head along with that arm. Look.

Zhu Feng's quiet sleeping face came into view.

At this time, the light was not too bright, but his face seemed to be shining, so she could see clearly at a glance, his handsome eyebrows, straight nose, sharp lips, and--

And his breath, blowing on his face again and again.

The familiar taste made her feel like she was in a dream.

Is this really true?

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and stretched her slender fingers to his face, but she was trembling not to fall, for fear that once she touched him, he would suddenly disappear like those broken dreams in the past.

Then, her hand stopped again.

At this moment, Zhu Feng seemed to sense something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes.

As soon as they opened their eyes, the two happened to look at each other.

"..."

"..."

Nan Yan thought he was going to say something, but when he was nervous, he saw that his eyes suddenly became confused again, as if he was still in a dream, leaning forward, and pressing the bridge of her nose gently.

"...!"

Nan Yan's breathing suddenly choked.

I heard Zhu Feng’s smiling voice, with a little deep and hoarse, but full of magnetism: "Are you sleeping well?"

"..."

Nan Yan looked at him without speaking.

Zhu Feng was still smiling at her. In his smile, the mist in his eyes gradually faded, and his eyes became sober. He said: "I, it's rare to sleep well."

Nan Yan was silent for a while, before whispering softly, "Then, the emperor would like to sleep for a while?"

Zhu Feng stretched out, took another look at the morning light outside, and said, "No way."

"..."

"Early."

After speaking, he turned over immediately.

Nan Yan also got up, but as soon as he turned around, he stretched out his hand to push her back to the bed and said, "You will sleep for a while."

"..."

"You must not have a good rest these days. Sleep a little longer. I will tell the people in the hospital about your night sweats and what will happen to you in the future. You must honestly say that you are not allowed to hide it, you know?"

"……Got it."

Zhu Feng smiled at her.

Soon, the people who served outside came, and after waiting for him to freshen up, Zhu Feng also exhorted a few words before leaving Yikun Palace.

Everyone thought Nan Yan would continue to rest, but when she turned her head, she also got up.

Sitting on the side of the bed blankly, thoughtful.

Ran Xiaoyu had been serving by the side all the time. At this time, she went forward and whispered softly: "Niang Niang, you and the emperor... have you reconciled?"

Nan Yan looked up at her.

"Look, like?"