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

Under the moonlight, Xue Yun's trembling voice came--

"emperor?"

Zhu Feng frowned slightly and walked over slowly. It was indeed Xue Yun who was standing in front of the huge stone monument. In the moonlight, her face looked a little pale, but her eyes seemed to be a little red. When she saw Zhu Feng, her eyes, which were visibly shining, drooped down.

The whole person looked a little dull.

"Meet the emperor."

Zhu Feng looked at her: "What are you doing here?"

"Below, I can't sleep underneath, so come out and walk."

"You... can't sleep either."

Hearing this, Xue Yun raised his head and looked at Zhu Feng carefully: "The emperor can't sleep?"

"..."

Zhu Feng didn't answer this question, just let out a heavy sigh.

For some reason, he always felt that this night was extra heavy.

Maybe it was the decades that the Wen family had been restrained by the old Wen just now, which made people feel depressed; maybe it was the past that he said more than 20 years ago that caused him to fall into the vortex of memory chaos.

He always felt that this night was extraordinarily long.

Also exceptionally dark.

It seems that there is an illusion that you can't fall back.

On such a night, it is not a bad thing to have a person who can not sleep like himself.

Zhu Feng didn't look at her either, but walked slowly to the stone tablet, looked at the four words on it by moonlight, and said, "Why can't you sleep?"

Xue Yun stood behind him, looking at his broad shoulders.

He lowered his head again and said softly: "I'm down, I don't know."

"..."

"I just don't know why. From the moment I entered this Yumen Pass, I felt that this place was strange, as if there was something invisible that was strangling people's necks."

"..."

"Heart is very messy."

"..."

"I really couldn't fall asleep, so I went out and walked, but I didn't expect the emperor to fall asleep either.

Zhu Feng looked back at her.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "It's okay."

"..."

"It's not a bad thing to be awake."

With that, he looked up at the sky above his head.

Although the surroundings are as dark as the pitch black with invisible fingers, only the top of their heads is the bright starry sky, and there is also a bright moon, like frost and jade, exuding cold brilliance.

He said, "The night here is good."

"..."

Xue Yun said softly, "Isn't it bad that your Majesty saw the night in the capital?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then slowly said, "It's not bad."

"..."

"It's just that, regardless of Peking or Jinling, I can only stand in the imperial city and look up at the night. The night seen from the nine-fold three halls is restricted. Unlike the night seen in this northwest, it is Boundless."

"..."

Xue Yun was silent for a while, then smiled softly: "Maybe."

"..."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng frowned slightly and turned to look at her: "Maybe?"

Xue Yundao: "The emperor feels that the night view seen in the northwest is boundless. Maybe it is because the emperor's heart is here and it has not been imprisoned."

"..."

"But in fact, the night here is not endless."

"..."

"If a person's heart is imprisoned, even if you stand in such a place and see such a night, you still feel that you are in jail."

Seeing her somewhat sullen expression, Zhu Feng's eyes sank.

He knew what Xue Yun was talking about.

She was in the White Dragon City, in the Xue family, which seemed to be rich and prosperous. She looked aloof and had no worries about food and clothing. She was probably the envy of many people, but no one knew that she was forced to pretend to be a man in order to keep her family. I don't know if there is a chance to restore my true identity.

That's all right.

In life, she must also be careful, step by step, because her every move is monitored by others, and even her marriage is being calculated.

That feeling is different from being jailed?

Her home, or her life, is probably just an invisible cage.

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said, "Then, if you arrive in the capital, you might think the night is pretty good."

Xue Yun looked up at him.

Zhu Feng said: "There, your heart does not have to be imprisoned."

"...!"

Xue Yun's heart trembled suddenly.

Although she didn't know how much Zhu Feng knew about her own life experience, how much she knew how much suffering and grievances hidden in her heart, but his words, like a needle, pierced her heart.

Although it hurt, it pierced her heart.

All the emotions she hid, and even wrapped her hard, were all released by him.

At this moment, Xue Yun's voice trembled, and he whispered: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng sighed and slowly said: "Everyone has chains in their lives, and everyone has their own prison. This is not surprising, and there is nothing to be sad about."

"..."

"The important thing is whether you can come out."

Having said that, he gritted his teeth slightly.

Xue Yun's jail, he knows, but no one knows the jail in his heart.

Even if someone knew it, they just concealed him bitterly, for fear that he would find out the memory he had lost. Maybe they were afraid that he would fall into a frenzy again, but they didn’t know. The more so, he seemed calm and normal on the surface. But in my heart, every moment is frantic.

Just like the dream he had when he came to the northwest.

That kind of frenzy was suppressed by layers. He didn't know when he would break through this skin that looked like a person, turning him into a bloodthirsty beast that only knew how to kill.

He didn't want this.

He will break his shackles and free himself from the prison.

And this person--

He thought, looking at Xue Yun in front of him was his only way out.

But I didn't expect that the person who could save him would be in the same painful situation.

Xue Yun only felt that countless thoughts in her heart seemed to be twisted into a ball of twine, which made her confused. At this moment, she raised her head to look at Zhu Feng and asked softly: "The emperor... can the emperor come out? ?"

Zhu Feng said: "If I do, I will definitely be able to do it."

"..."

Hearing his self-confidence, even decisive words, Xue Yun seemed to have a burst of power in his heart, and hesitated.

She thought: What about me? Can I be like him, as long as I'm sure, I will do it?

Seeing her visibly flickering eyes, Zhu Feng said solemnly: "You have to believe in yourself."

"...!"

These words swept away the hesitation in her heart in an instant.

Xue Yun lowered his head, his eyes were hot.

There are tears moving.

She didn't want to show weakness in front of others, but for some reason, it was not the first time that she shed tears in front of him. She hurriedly gritted her teeth to endure it.

But saw a handkerchief handed to him.