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

On the other side, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and Ran Xiaoyu trot all the way guarding Nanyan, and finally returned to Yikun Palace.

Ran Xiaoyu was full of doubts, thinking about what happened just before Jianfu Palace.

She was just about to ask, who knew that as soon as she entered the gate, she saw a familiar figure sitting inside, heard them walk in, and turned her head to look at them.

Nan Yan was taken aback.

"The emperor-the emperor?"

It was Zhu Feng sitting at the table.

He hung one hand on the table and one hand on his knees, sitting upright, but his complexion was not so good, staring at them coldly.

Since the rare "sleeping together" between two people that night, because at the end of the year, the affairs of the government have become busy again, so Zhu Feng has not been to the harem these days, and Nan Yan temporarily left him behind.

Today, his sudden appearance also surprised her.

But he immediately returned to God, stepped forward and bowed and saluted: "Concubine, see the emperor."

Zhu Feng looked down at her, but frowned: "Where did you go?"

"..."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment. Before he could answer, Zhu Feng said solemnly: "There is so much snow outside. You don't even bring a hand cage or an umbrella. You are just a little bit cold. Is it?!"

"I--"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and was raising her head to try to distinguish, but when she had just returned from the ice and snow, she was excited by the warmth in the Yikun Palace, and suddenly sneezed.

"See, Sie!"

Two in a row, Zhu Feng's expression became even more ugly.

"You, you want to **** me off, don't you?!"

Originally, I was busy with state affairs today and wanted to take time to come and see her. Who knows, I heard the news of her going out. After waiting for a long time before coming back, Zhu Feng’s temper has become a little up, and then I will see her come back. When she was trembling from the cold, and there were snow foam in her hair, she was even more angry when she knew that she didn't care about her body like this.

Zhu Feng slapped his palm on the table: "Ran Xiaoyu!"

Ran Xiaoyu was also taken aback, and hurriedly knelt beside Nan Yan: "The emperor."

"How did you become the difference?!"

"Slaves, slaves...convict."

Seeing that the blame was on Ran Xiaoyu's body, Nan Yan hurriedly said: "The emperor forgive me, it's her concubine who just wanted to take her out. It's none of her business."

He said, frowning at Ran Xiaoyu: "You step back."

"..."

Ran Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Zhu Feng's face. Although he was angry, he didn't want to say anything, he knew he could kowtow and stepped back.

When she quit, Zhu Feng got up and walked to Nan Yan's front.

Look down at her.

"Get me up."

Nan Yan slowly got up from the ground. At this time, she did feel the coldness all over her body, shivering. Looking at her red nose and ears, Zhu Feng was too angry to speak.

He grabbed Nan Yan's hand.

His palm was warm, even a little hot, Nan Yan's cold hand was gripped by him, and he suddenly felt a warm current from his fingers along his arm, and suddenly poured into his heart.

She shivered suddenly.

But Zhu Feng still stared at her pale face, gritted her teeth and said, "You won't be finished if you don't make me angry, will you?"

"..."

Nan Yan was speechless for a while.

Although, such a situation is not unfamiliar to her at all, and even those who used to linger at each other have had more intimate moments than this.

However, perhaps it was because of the neglect of the previous days and her deliberate estrangement during this period.

This moment is more exciting than those intimate moments in the past.

Nan Yan could even hear his own heartbeat, thunder, thunder, like thunder.

She was even a little scared, her heartbeat would follow her arm and be felt by his palm.

Thinking of this, she carefully looked up at Zhu Feng, but saw that his face was still angry, but her hands were closed again, holding her two small hands in her palms.

As if holding some treasure.

After a long while, he said: "Is it cold yet?"

"..."

Nan Yan was speechless for a while.

But Zhu Feng thought she was still cold, and held her hands in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief in his hands, and carefully rubbed her hands.

In fact, in their capacity, this is not necessary.

Ran Xiaoyu, or Xiao Shunzi, they can send a heater. It’s impossible. They can send a pot of hot water to warm up quickly, but at this time, both of them have forgotten about it. Use this The easiest way to keep warm.

On Zhu Feng's palm, there are still such thick, rough calluses, even if he is careful, the smooth palm of Nan Yan is still like sandpaper.

He didn't know at all, and asked: "Is it cold yet?"

"..."

It was not until this time that Nan Yan lowered his head, his throat struck slightly, and said softly, "No, it's not cold anymore."

Zhu Feng did not let go of her hand.

Just pulling her, walked to the other side of the couch and sat down, next to a small stove, radiating heat, making people warmer.

At this time, it was really not cold at all.

Zhu Fengcai said: "Where did you go?"

Nan Yan looked up at him, was silent for a moment, and said, "Concubine, I'm going to the cold palace."

"...!"

Zhu Feng looked at her in surprise: "Leng Gong? Where are you going?"

Nan Yan lowered his head and said, "Just go and have a look."

"..."

"However, my concubine was there today and saw Feng Shu."

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows frowned again.

Nan Yan looked up at him and said softly: "The emperor knows, Feng Shu, she is crazy."

Zhu Feng's complexion became cold, and said lightly: "So what?"

"The emperor, how could she be crazy?"

"In the prison, after a few months of detention, I went crazy."

"In the prison?"

Hearing these three words, Nan Yan shuddered again.

She had also been sentenced to prison and executed, but she didn't know what Feng Shu had gone through. A woman like her would be crazy, but the situation would be very cruel.

Moreover, after she was crazy, she was locked up in the cold palace again, still in such a shabby place.

The people who guarded her were also cruel to her.

Seeing Nan Yan's expression depressed, Zhu Feng frowned: "Why, do you think I was too cruel to her?"

"..."

"Do you know that the law of the country is ruthless!"

Nan Yan hesitated for a while before looking up at him.

"Of course the concubine knows that the law of the country is ruthless."

"..."

"However, my concubine has also made mistakes. He has been sent to prison, and also to the cold palace. There is no such thing as her, it is like Guan——"

It's like turning off a beast.

Naturally, Nan Yan couldn't say this.

But even if she couldn't say it, Zhu Feng understood what she was going to say, and his face suddenly sank.

"Do you compare her to you?!"