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

Chapter 1466: She died and died

However, today, the atmosphere is a little different.

As soon as Nan Yan approached, she saw several mothers who were guarding here standing at the door, with horrified expressions. Nan Yan said in a puzzled manner: "What's the matter?"

"The imperial concubine."

When those people saw her, they knelt down immediately.

Nanyan Road: "What happened?"

One of the mothers pointed to the room with a trembling hand and whispered, "She, she—"

"...!"

Nan Yan frowned, and immediately rushed forward in three steps and two steps.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw a figure hanging from the beam of the room, dangling in front of my eyes.

"what--!"

Nan Yan let out an exclamation of fright, and subconsciously stepped back two steps, stepped on one foot on the step, almost fell down, but fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu rushed up behind him with a stride and reached out to protect her.

"Be careful, mother!"

"Feng Shu, Feng Shu—"

Nan Yan's face suddenly paled, her eyes widened and she looked inside.

Ran Xiaoyu also raised her head, and saw Feng Shu actually hang herself in the room, and a rope connected with rags crossed the beam of the room, ending her life.

Nan Yan's hands and feet were soft and almost fell down. Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu had been supporting her, then turned around and said to the people around him: "Don't hurry up and put her down!"

"Yes Yes."

Those people immediately went in and took a stool to untie Feng Shu.

Her body is already stiff.

Nan Yan walked in with a trembling, looking at her pale face with grayish gray, her eyes widened, as if she was still looking at everything she missed in the world, but now, no matter what appeared before her eyes , She didn't even know.

Nan Yan said dumbly: "How could this happen?"

Ran Xiaoyu immediately turned around and said to the guards: "What's the matter? Come on!"

Several old mamas knelt in front of them, and one of the leaders trembled and said: "If you go back to the imperial concubine, the servants also come to bring her breakfast every morning. By the way, she can see if she is messing around. As soon as the door opens, That's it."

Nanyan Road: "Have anyone been here last night?"

"This--"

Several people looked at each other.

Nan Yan understood immediately.

There was so much snow last night, they naturally wouldn't come here to see Hu Fengshu in the snow, and naturally they all lived in their warm room.

And Feng Shu...

She ended her life in such silence and cold night.

After a while, the person who collected the body came.

Zhu Feng also came.

Originally, the death of a criminal woman in the cold palace was a trivial matter for him that he didn't need to know. However, because the imperial concubine was also present, the person nearby said to Duke Yu, and when Duke Yu said, Zhu Feng immediately left his government affairs. Up.

Seeing Nan Yan in the snowy area stiff and cold, he walked over.

"what happened?"

Nan Yan hurriedly turned back to look at him, his eyes still a little dull: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng turned his head and took a look.

Someone had already come to do an autopsy. After the body was verified, he took a dilapidated mattress and wrapped the body in a hurry.

In this place, there is no dead spirit left, only the messy footsteps on the snow.

And the desolation of a place.

The wind blew, and the snow foam was blown on their faces, causing the fine itching. After a while, they were a little numb. Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and took Nan Yan's hand and said: "It's cold here, go back and talk. "

"……Yes."

Nan Yan was a little stiff, and was dragged out by him.

On the road outside, Nan Yan glanced back subconsciously, not at Feng Shu's house, but at the room where Qin Ruolan lived not far behind.

The door was hidden, and inside, there seemed to be people shaking.

However, Zhu Feng did not even turn his head, so he took her out of the cold palace.

Zhu Feng kept holding her hand. After leaving the cold palace, he did not return to Yikun palace, but went to his bedroom.

The earth dragon inside burned very warm. Nan Yan had just been in the ice and snow, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen into ice. As soon as he walked in, he suddenly felt like he had returned to the world from hell.

She shivered.

Zhu Feng pressed her to sit on the couch, Xiao Shunzi's legs were quick and he immediately brought hot tea over.

Nan Yan didn't even raise his hand, just sat there in a daze.

A pair of eyes are a little straight.

Xiao Shunzi stood by, looked at her like this, and said worriedly: "The emperor, the empress just went to the pickled place, so she won't-- won't you hit the guests?"

Hearing these words, Nan Yan immediately raised his head and said with a wry smile: "What nonsense?"

Xiao Shunzi immediately lowered his head.

"Manny forgive me."

"Well, you go out, don't come in and disturb me."

"Yes."

Xiao Shunzi put the tea aside and walked out obediently.

Only then did Zhu Feng stretch out her hand to hold her cheeks that were so cold and say, "I was scared, or--"

Nan Yan shook her head. She wanted to talk about dead people. She followed Zhu Feng to the battlefield. She had never seen any kind of death. It was just a hanged person, which was nothing to her.

But she only saw Feng Shu yesterday, and she still had the answer she wanted. Today, Feng Shu hanged herself.

Just one night.

Did she hang herself or—

Nan Yan didn't dare to think further.

Feeling her shudder, Zhu Feng held her face again and whispered softly: "Huh?"

Nan Yan raised his head and looked at him, trying to hide the doubts and contradictions in his eyes, and only said softly: "No, it's just that I saw her yesterday, and she died today. Some concubines, some-- "

Although Nan Yan would not feel sorry for Feng Shu, besides the shock and doubt, it was indeed a bit sentimental.

maybe--

Rabbit and fox sad?

Or, watching a lively life disappear, there will always be a trace of compassion as a human being.

Nan Yan couldn't tell what he was thinking for a while, only felt that there were many clues in his heart, but Zhu Feng didn't seem to take this as a matter at all. For him, what is in front of him is important, as for the others. What does it have to do with them?

So he said: "Well, she will die if she is dead, don't think about it anymore."

"..."

"I happen to have something to tell you."

Nan Yan raised his head: "What do you want to explain to the emperor?"

Zhu Feng said: "Xin Ping's birthday is about to come, and the womb has always been lifeless in this burst of--"

Having said that, he took a look at Nan Yan.

More importantly, she and the relationship between them have been lifeless.

"I plan to host a banquet to give her fun."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan hurriedly said, "This is not possible."

Zhu Feng frowned: "Why?"

"How old is she to celebrate her birthday with a banquet at such a young age, the emperor is not afraid to break her?"

Zhu Feng said with a sullen face: "My daughter is naturally blessed, why did she break her?"