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

At this moment, the godlike concubine Si Nanyan among the crowd was walking slowly towards Yonghe Palace with her big belly.

The sun was shining, and her cheeks were red from the sun.

Ran Xiaoyu was holding an umbrella on the side, called Nianqiu playing a fan, and said, "It's true that my mother, why don't you go there later so that you don't get sunburned. What if you get heatstroke?"

Nan Yan smiled and said: "Now, the empress woman shouldn't be asleep, so she will be late for fear of disturbing her rest."

"..."

"Besides, at this point of the sun, where does this palace get heat stroke?"

Ran Xiaoyu said bitterly: "Huh, the servant is worried about the little maid!"

Nan Yan laughed and looked back at her: "It's your little majesty, you only think about it all day long."

A few people were walking along while talking and laughing. They didn't feel boring. They arrived at Yonghe Palace in a short while. Chun'er and the others greeted them. As expected, the queen hadn't rested yet.

After entering the report, Nan Yan was invited to Yonghe Palace shortly after.

When I walked in, I felt a little stuffy in the room.

It's also a little hot.

In such weather, even if she was worried about her catching cold, Zhu Feng also asked her to send ice trays to Yikun Palace every day, but she was told not to be greedy for cold, and it was not so difficult in midsummer, and there was an ice tray in the queen's palace nothing.

How can she stand it so hot?

But Nan Yan walked over and watched her sitting on the couch without even a drop of sweat on her face.

I'm afraid that my heart is cold.

Nan Yan stepped forward and bowed in a low voice: "My concubine pays homage to the empress."

Xu Miaoyin raised her eyelids, glanced at her, and said calmly, "Don't worship. Chun'er, give a seat."

Chun'er immediately brought her a chair, and after Nan Yan thanked him, she sat down slowly.

Xu Miaoyin also sat up slowly.

After the two were seated, they called out the people around them, and there were only two of them left in the Yonghe Palace.

Glancing at each other, in addition to calmness in his eyes, there is also something tight and about to move in calmness.

After a long time, Xu Miaoyin spoke first.

But she was smiling, and said in a ridiculous tone: "Why, that imperial doctor didn't chase you for the Ping An pulse today?"

Nan Yan knew what she meant when she heard it.

Every time she came to find herself, Xue Yun arrived.

If not, the emperor will arrive.

How smart and transparent Xu Miaoyin is, how could he fail to see the reason, but the more you see clearly, the more sorrow and grief in his heart.

So this ridicule, although it was said with a smile, is more uncomfortable than a needle stick in my heart.

Nan Yan looked at her reluctant smile, and couldn't tell what it was like. From the first time she met Princess Yan, until she became a queen, Xu Miaoyin has always been dignified and elegant, and at this moment, she has a sick appearance. Shen Shen made her feel a little sad.

She thought for a while, and then whispered: "The queen, mother, don't blame her."

Xu Miaoyin smiled faintly: "If my palace wants to blame him, can he still be so peaceful?"

"..."

This is the truth.

Nan Yan said: "Actually, my concubine didn't want her to know about coming today, let alone let other people know."

"Oh……?"

Xu Miaoyin raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her.

Of course she could hear that the "other people" Nan Yan said was referring to Zhu Feng.

Since the imperial concubine did not want the emperor to know that she was looking for herself, what would she want to talk to herself?

Xu Miaoyin's eyes flickered slightly: "Then you are here to—"