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

Zhu Feng's brows frowned.

"How is the princess?"

Wang Baizhi knelt on the ground all of a sudden, repeatedly kowtow: "Weichen damn, weichen are incompetent, please forgive the emperor!"

At this time, several other officials, as well as the grandmother who delivered the baby, also walked out, kneeling in front of Zhu Feng, crying and begging the emperor for forgiveness.

Zhu Feng's face suddenly paled.

He slowly got up and looked at the small figure behind a layer of curtain, and his body trembled somewhat imperceptibly.

"emperor……"

Xu Miaoyin also got up, but as soon as she moved, she was stopped by Zhu Feng's hand.

At this moment, he didn't want anyone to follow.

Xu Miaoyin seemed to understand, so he could only lower his head and back away. Everyone was quiet. Watching Zhu Feng walk in step by step, the curtain was lightly raised, and a small figure on the bed, but nothing new. Life is fresh, because at this time, she is already cold.

She, as if she shouldn't have appeared.

Therefore, before even a quick glance, he left this cold world.

Seeing this scene, although Nan Yan disgusted Feng Qianyan extremely, she still gave birth to a trace of compassion towards the end of a life, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of her eyes were a little hot.

Feeling her strangeness, Ran Xiaoyu immediately stepped forward to protect her: "Niang Niang..."

Nan Yan looked back at her.

"Niangniang take care, don't hurt your body for irrelevant people."

"I, I'm fine."

As she spoke, she raised her head again and looked inside.

After Zhu Feng walked in, he didn't walk to the bed, but stopped a few steps away from the bed, just looking at the little figure.

His back figure has always been tall and firm, making people feel extremely solid and reliable.

But at this moment, Nan Yan actually saw a trace of pain and exhaustion from his slightly sinking shoulder.

He also suffers.

No matter what other people are like, that is his child after all, a living life.

But like this, he didn't even hear a word and left quietly.

Nan Yan had also felt this kind of pain. At this moment, it was more like resurrecting in his heart.

She couldn't help lowering her head and sucked gently on her sore nose.

There was no sound in the entire Yanchun Pavilion.

I don’t know how long it took before Zhu Feng slowly turned around and walked out of the room. Although his face had returned to normal, Nan Yan could clearly see that there was a stream of light in his eyes, faintly flashing. .

Just when he just walked out, Concubine Hui Wu Wan, who was standing by, pointed to Feng Qianyan who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Concubine Ning, what else do you have to say?"

"..."

"It's blamed for your child to be born prematurely, to be born and die, so how can you survive a needle and medicine? The emperor's life is like a child's play in your eyes, what should you sin?!"

"...!"

At this moment, Feng Qianyan was both painful and afraid.

As soon as she turned her head and saw Zhu Feng coming out from inside, she knelt forward and cried bitterly while holding his leg: "The emperor, the emperor has been around the concubine, the concubine is not intentional, the emperor..."

But seeing Zhu Feng's face look like ice, she didn't move at all, she was even more afraid.

Suddenly thinking of something, he turned his head and stared at Wu Wan, with red eyes and said: "Hui Consort, you are so righteous when you accuse me, but how did you murder the concubine in the first place?"