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

Nan Yan stared at her eyes closely, not letting go of any slight changes, and asked word by word: "What I want to ask you is-is it more than a decade ago or more than 20 years ago? ?"

Having said this, Nan Yan's own breathing has become heavier.

Although, the mysterious man told her.

Although, she entered the cabinet treasury and found evidence.

But she still doubted, or rather, she still didn't want to believe it.

Later, she also thought that Feng Shu once saw the painting Wu Yingqiu gave to herself, saying that she knew the person in the painting and had seen it back then.

This is almost the only clue I can find.

When did Feng Shu meet Si Boyan?

When she said it herself, she was also ambiguous because time passed too long and she was too young at the time. She only told her that it was ten or twenty years ago, but whether it was ten or twenty years ago. , This is very critical!

If I had seen it 20 years ago, then what the mysterious man said may be true.

However, if he had seen it more than ten years ago, it would prove that Si Boyan was not dead.

At least, when Zhu Feng returned to the Central Plains, he was not killed immediately, which contradicted what the mysterious man said to him!

However, she had always thought that Feng Shu was dead, so even if she knew that she might be her only clue, she was powerless, but she didn't expect that she would meet her again when she entered the cold palace today.

It's like God gave himself another chance.

She grabbed Feng Shu's hand and said eagerly: "You think about it, whether it was more than ten years ago or twenty years ago."

"..."

"This is very important to me!"

However, the more anxious she is, the more afraid Feng Shu is.

She looked at Nan Yan as if the other party was a crazy person and wanted to hurt her. She screamed in fright and hurriedly pushed away Nan Yan's hands, holding her head firmly with her hands, and shook her head desperately. .

"No, I don't know, I don't want--!"

"Feng Shu!"

"I do not want!"

As she said, she suddenly pushed Nan Yan away, got up and ran out.

Nan Yan was caught off guard and fell to the ground, seeing Feng Shu run to the door, but the people guarding outside immediately rushed up and stopped her.

"Catch her!"

"Be careful, don't let her hurt your mother!"

A group of people struggled, and in the end, Feng Shu accidentally hit the door frame with his forehead, and suddenly fainted.

A mother immediately came forward to help Nan Yan: "Manny, you, are you not injured?"

"It's okay in this palace."

Nan Yan sighed and saw that Feng Shu had fainted, so she was carried to the bed, and then said, "She usually does this. Is there any quiet time?"

The mothers glanced at each other and said, "She is going crazy, sometimes quieter, and can speak well; sometimes, just like that. Fortunately, she didn't hurt her."

Nan Yan frowned and looked at the haggard face on the bed that was almost out of shape.

She thought for a while and said, "You guys, take good care of her."

Several people immediately said: "Of course."

Nan Yan said: "The meaning of this palace is, don't beat and scold. After all, she used to be the concubine of the emperor, but now she is crazy again. Treating her well will be considered good deeds.

"..."

The mothers glanced at each other and didn't speak.

Nan Yan also knew the situation in Leng Palace, the concubine who was beaten into Leng Palace was worse than the livestock. Just now, she also clearly saw some bruises on Feng Shu's body.

She took a few pieces of silver from her sleeve and handed it to them.

Everyone immediately took it over in surprise, bowed down and proclaimed: "Thank you for your reward."

Nan Yan said: "Take good care of her. I have something to ask her. I will come back tomorrow."

"Yes."

After speaking, Nan Yan glanced at Feng Shu again, then turned and walked out.

Along the road when she came, she circled several circles, and finally walked to the big road that had just come in. From a distance, she saw Ran Xiaoyu already standing there, looking around anxiously.

As soon as I saw myself, I immediately ran over: "Manny, where have you been?"

Nanyan Road: "I'll go there and take a look."

"I was scared to death. I saw that you were not here. I thought something happened to you."

"This is Lenggong, what can happen."

"Lenggong will have an accident."

Nan Yan smiled, looked behind her again, and asked, "How is Qin Ruolan over there?"

Ran Xiaoyu snorted coldly, then said: "Of course she was locked up. I heard that the empress had brought the things, but she was still reluctant to accept it. No, hum!"

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

Qin Ruolan has this kind of disposition, and it must be a very humiliating thing for her to keep her on her own after falling into this field.

Now, she was even more uncomfortable when she sent something to her.

However, when she met Ran Xiaoyu, her hypocrisy was useless.

So they smiled, and the two turned and walked out.

Ran Xiaoyu freed her hands and she could hold Nan Yan. After two steps, she found that Nan Yan was stained with a lot of snow foam and mud, and said, "Where did the mother go? earth."

Nan Yan looked at her, then looked around.

Then he said, "I just saw Feng Shu."

"what?!"

Ran Xiaoyu's eyes widened in astonishment: "Feng Shu? That woman, she—she is not dead yet?"

It seemed that even she thought Feng Shu was dead.

Nan Yan smiled bitterly, and said, "It's not dead, but it's no better than death."

Ran Xiaoyu looked back at the same thing: "What?"

"crazy."

"Crazy? How could it—"

Having said that, she herself paused.

You must know that what Feng Shu committed at the beginning was not the jealous trivial matter of ordinary concubines in the harem, but the accomplices of King Ning's rebellion. Naturally, this kind of person would not just be locked up, but must be sent to prison.

It seems that it is so crazy.

She snorted coldly: "For this report!"

She still remembered clearly how Feng Shu treated Nan Yan when she was favored. Not only did she put herself in jail, but she even took Princess Xinping away from Nan Yan.

With that, she turned her head to look at Nan Yan, feeling Nan Yan's thoughtful expression.

Asked softly: "Niang, what's the matter?"

Nan Yan said: "Xiaoyu, come with me again tomorrow."

"Come on, you—"

She hesitated: "Are you still looking for Feng Shu?"

"Well, I have something to ask her."

"what's up?"

"...I'll talk until tomorrow."

Ran Xiaoyu looked at her for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

As the two of them were talking, they walked out slowly. After a while, there were only two lines of footprints left on the snow, and Lenggong resumed its former silence.