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

Having said this, he looked at Nan Yan and said solemnly:

"You, don't ask."

"..."

Nan Yan looked at him quietly, and after a while, he nodded with a complicated expression: "Concubine knows."

After speaking, he lowered his head and ate quietly.

Somehow, this incident had nothing to do with them, even if it was said, it didn't have much impact, but the atmosphere at the dinner table changed wonderfully.

Become a little dull.

Zhu Feng took a few bites, as if he had no appetite, and put down the dishes.

Nan Yan looked up at him: "Don't eat the emperor?"

Zhu Feng said: "It may be because I didn't sleep well last night, I don't have any appetite."

"..."

"You eat more."

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said, "The emperor, have some soup. It was the soup made by the pheasant cub that Ye Yu asked to go outside to beat. It was very fresh."

Zhu Feng said: "Have half a bowl."

Ran Xiaoyu immediately came over to serve him soup.

Zhu Feng picked it up and drank a bit. It really tasted delicious. There were also some dried mushrooms in it. The taste was even more unique. He finished half a bowl in one sip and said, "This is good. You can drink some too. It is very healthy. "

Nan Yan smiled and said, "I heard that my concubine was not comfortable a few days ago, and Ye Xuan made people think of a way to get those fresh things back."

Zhu Feng said: "He is careful."

After speaking, he looked at Nan Yan again and said softly: "Well, your complexion is indeed much better than before."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's okay to fight tigers."

Having said this, Zhu Feng glared at her again.

"Fighting a tiger? Just like you, it's not enough to stuff a tiger's teeth!"

"..."

When he said this, he was only taunting her, a joke between the two people, but Nan Yan shuddered when he heard this.

The eyes flickered, looking at Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng felt that her eyes and expressions were a little strange, and looked at her again: "What's wrong?"

"..."

Nan Yan could not speak.

She could not say.

Because she couldn't tell Zhu Feng, she had heard this sentence before, and he had said it to herself.

At that time, I was injured and was sent to Jian’s house for training. After Zhu Feng had handled everything in the palace, he took him back to the palace. Moreover, he specially arranged a space for himself in the corner of Wuying Hall. , Let yourself sit there and do things.

At that time, he was still worried about his body, but he brags that his body has no discomfort long ago.

You can play tigers.

She remembered that at that time, Zhu Feng gave her a blank look, and then said-"Hit the tiger? You are not enough to stuff the tiger's teeth!"

The words are still in my ears.

Now, he has forgotten all the dust, but he still says almost exactly the same thing to himself.

It can be seen that he is still him.

Is that self still the old self?

Nan Yan sighed for a while, and Zhu Feng looked at her and said softly: "I don't want you to go to fight a tiger. As long as you are healthy and healthy, don't make any mistakes on the road. I also want to take you to a place. Take a look."

"Ok?"

Nan Yan looked up at him: "Where is the emperor taking his concubine?"

Didn’t they go directly back to the capital?

Zhu Feng said, "Yumen Pass."

"..."

Nanyan paused.

After a long while, he said softly: "Yumen Pass..."

Speaking of it, their place is actually the boundary of Yumen Pass. It takes less than half a day to walk northwest from Shazhouwei to Yumen Pass. The mysterious person asked her to lead Zhu Feng to Yumen Pass for hands-on purposes. A nail was set in the place of Reyuewan, and indeed, Zhu Feng suffered a bit.

After all, everything passed.

But Zhu Feng wanted to visit Yumenguan again.

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said: "The emperor is planning to go to Yumen Pass after leaving Shazhouwei, and then return to the capital directly?"

"Ok."

"The emperor, why do you want to go there?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said: "There is no reason, just want to see."

As he said, he looked at Nan Yan and said with a smile: "You are already here, don't you want to visit Yumen Pass?"

Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "It's not true. Of course my concubine wants to see such a place."

"..."

"I just heard that spring is here, and the sand in the northwest is very heavy."

Having said that, she glanced at Zhu Feng: "I'm afraid it will be difficult on the road."

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Feng's breath sank involuntarily.

Indeed, he had also heard of it, or rather, he originally knew that in the wild northwestern region, as long as the spring and autumn seasons, the sky will be covered with yellow sand and the sky will be covered by the sun. In serious cases, it will make people lose their way.

Once he loses his direction, there is little way for a person to survive in the vast wilderness.

But when he thought of the yellow sand that covered the sky, his heart sank.

He thought of a dream.

In that dream, there was also yellow sand in the sky, which obscured the sky and the sun. It almost made people unable to breathe. He could not see or hear anything. He could only feel that his whole body was as hot as a flame. This feeling is suffocating.

However, he was not sure that it was his dream.

Because that dream is both real and unreal. The truth is because he was driven to desperation by the suffocating scenery in the dream almost every time, and the unreality is because every time when he struggled to wake up from the dream, he felt as if he was far away. It seemed that it was not the dream that I had just experienced.

That seems to be--

A dream in a dream.

In his dream, he dreamed of such yellow sand all over the sky and such a suffocating scene.

"emperor."

"..."

"emperor?"

Just when Zhu Feng was somewhat trapped in the residual memory of the dream in his dream, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ear, as if it had come from a long distance, and only passed into his heart.

Turning around, Nan Yan was looking at herself.

She touched Zhu Feng's hand with one hand, and said softly: "What is the emperor thinking? So ecstatic."

"..."

Zhu Feng was quiet for a while, and felt the slightly cool body temperature from her soft palms-much lower than his own hot body temperature, which made him feel refreshed in his chest.

He breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

Then he smiled and said, "Nothing."

Nan Yan still looked at him, feeling the look he had just now, and the blank and bewildered eyes in his eyes that were somewhat familiar. It seemed that when he first came to him, Ye Hao warned himself-"The King Yan is so murderous in his dream" Time, his look.

She whispered softly: "Is it all right?"

Zhu Feng shook his head.

Nan Yan said again: "Then, the emperor is planning to leave Shazhouwei tomorrow, go to Yumenguan first, and then return to the capital?"

"Ok."

"..."

"If you think it's bumpy, you don't have to go, just stay in Shazhouwei, and wait until I come back from Yumen Pass, then it won't be too late to pick you up."