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

Zhu Feng was standing in the doorway wearing a white long dress.

"Master Xue, you are here."

When he goes out, his clothes are neatly dressed, and probably because of his professional background. His clothes prefer tight and regular styles. The button is always the first one, and the belt is tied very tightly. He appeared to be sturdy and powerful.

However, this one is the white clothes he wears when he is resting. Because it is very windy and sandy here, the clothes are already grayed a lot after going out, so after finishing his official duties, he went to take a shower.

Just put on such a set of casual clothes.

Although it doesn't match his temperament, his face is good even if he is dressed in rags. What's more, the clothes are exquisite in materials and tailored appropriately. It is not only comfortable and comfortable to wear, but also adds to him. A bit lazy and chic.

As the saying goes, Buddha wants gold clothes and people want clothes.

This kind of him, and he who goes to Dongxitang during the day, seem to be completely two people.

Xue Yun looked at him for a moment, then said: "Young Master Huang."

Zhu Feng said: "Please come in."

After speaking, he made a "please" gesture, stepped aside, and Xue Yun walked in.

Xue Yun originally thought that when he came this time, the pregnant lady should also be there, or the serving girl, or, there are always people serving by him, but he did not expect that he walked in and found that there was only Both of them.

He was stunned again, then looked back at Zhu Feng, only to see Zhu Feng shut the door.

Xue Yun couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

He has never been a stranger, so close, staying alone with two people, especially Zhu Feng wore a suit, which is considered thin. The temperature and special taste of a man are constantly showing through the thin clothes. .

This room seems to be completely filled with the smell that belongs to him.

This feeling made Xue Yun even more disturbed.

At this moment, the comfort in his own home has disappeared. He said uneasily: "Huang, Young Master Huang, where is Mrs. Zun?"

"Uchiko is resting."

"Oh……"

Xue Yun listened and squeezed the corner of his clothes a little crampedly. Zhu Feng didn't see his anxiety either, only raised his hand: "Sit down."

"..."

Xue Yun had no choice but to walk to the table with him and sit down.

After sitting down, I didn't know what to say.

If it were other ordinary hosts, after they came to the guests, they would naturally serve tea, but Zhu Feng, who had done such a thing before, just sat down dryly, and the two looked at each other.

Xue Yun's eyes flickered even more, turning his gaze to one side.

For a moment, I forgot what I was doing here.

But Zhu Feng said, "Master Xue, do you bring things?"

"what?"

"thing."

Seeing his dazed face, Zhu Feng frowned and said patiently: "Did you say that during the day, will you give us the marrow flower?"

"Oh, yes, yes."

Xue Yun finally remembered his purpose of coming here, and hurriedly took out a paper bag from his sleeve and handed it over.

Zhu Feng took it over and weighed in, "Is it that way?"

Xue Yundao: "Washing pith flowers is very rare originally. Such a pack of stamens requires several acres of flower fields to produce."

"Oh."

"Moreover, this thing is very medicinal. If you want to take medicine, you need to consider the amount and usage. Don't--"

He didn't finish what he said, but Zhu Feng understood naturally.

Washing pith flowers has such a peculiar toxicity, the dosage and usage should naturally be more careful.

He didn't want that, after Ye Xu woke up, his six relatives would not recognize it.

So he said: "I understand."

After speaking, he got up, put the paper bag away, then turned around and walked back, sitting back at the table.

Originally, Xue Yun was here to deliver the package of medicine at this time. Since the things were delivered, he should get up and leave, but Xue Yun still sat there and didn't intend to leave.

And Zhu Feng did not mean to send off guests.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

The atmosphere was a little silent and unspeakable. Zhu Feng looked at Xue Yun for a while, his eyes flickered slightly, and then said: "Master Xue seems to have something to tell me."

"..."

Xue Yun looked up at him.

He wanted to speak but stopped, his expression was very contradictory.

Zhu Feng originally had something to say to him, but at this time, he was not in a hurry.

Just looked at him calmly, and said: "Master Xue has something to say, you might as well speak directly."

Xue Yun put his two white and soft hands on the table, his fingers kept intertwined, and his knuckles were stretched white. After a while, he finally took a deep breath with determination and raised his head to look towards Zhu Feng.

"Young Master Huang, I have a ruthless please."

"Oh? What?"

"In Huang Gongzi, there are traces of washing the marrow flower. I don't know whether Gongzi is willing to let him, let him, and diagnose for you."

Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you have a pulse for me today?"

Xue Yun bit his lower lip and said crampedly: "What I mean is not to check the pulse, but to—"

Zhu Feng looked at him with shining eyes: "But what?"

Xue Yun himself almost broke his finger, and finally said: "I want to test the properties of Huang Gongzi's body to develop an antidote that can detoxify the pith flower."

"..."

Zhu Feng stopped talking for a while.

Although just now, when Xue Yun stammered and couldn't speak, he already had some feelings, or guessed something, but when Xue Yun really said it, his heart was still shocked.

He even, for the first time, felt like he couldn't respond.

Because, from the moment Xue Yun diagnosed the pulse for himself and diagnosed that there were traces of marrow-washing flowers in his body, he had already made a faint decision, and must find a way to let this person familiar with the properties of marrow-washing anthers detoxify himself.

Therefore, instead of asking for his medicine in person, he agreed to deliver it later.

It is also to let him deliver it to the door.

This is what I want to talk about.

Even for this incident, he urged Nan Yan to go to sleep, and also withdrew all the serving people around him.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Xue Yun stammered, and he took the initiative to raise this matter.

Zhu Feng's heartbeat is still a little abnormal.

But his face was still calm, as if he had heard the most common sentence.

After being silent for a while, he looked at Xue Yun, "Master Xue, want to detoxify me?"

Xue Yun hurriedly said: "I want to develop an antidote that can wash away the poison of the marrow flower."

"..."

"Of course, if Mr. Huang is willing, you can also—"

Having said that, he glanced at Zhu Feng.

This man looked very normal, did not show the discomfort of amnesia, and did not cause bad effects due to amnesia.

I don't know, what is the memory he lost?

If it recovers, what will happen?