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

After a while, the two of them walked outside the Imperial Study Room.

Grandpa Yu was still outside scolding the little eunuchs who leaned against the corner and dozed off, but when Nan Yan came over, he greeted him with a smile.

"Oh, noble concubine, why is it here in such a hot day?"

"..."

"If there is anything to be ordered, wouldn't it be good to ask the servants to go over?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's nothing, just wandering around to take a look."

After speaking, he glanced at the Yushufang.

"Is the emperor here?"

"Here, I just finished reading a few books, and now I am free."

Hearing this, Nan Yan smiled, and then said: "Then Duke Yu will preach for this palace."

Grandpa Yu said diligently: "Come here, don't let the sun shine."

After speaking, he walked in.

After a while, he walked out with a smile, and said to her: "Please, please."

Ran Xiaoyu naturally wouldn't follow up, so Nan Yan walked into the Imperial Study Room alone. There was a little tea fragrance floating in the air inside, and I don't know if it was her illusion. The tea fragrance seemed to be mixed with a little unnoticeable medicinal fragrance.

And Zhu Feng was sitting at the desk, holding a paper in his hand.

Upright, blocking his face.

Nan Yan stepped forward and bowed to him: "Concubine pays homage to the emperor."

"..."

No one responded.

Zhu Feng still held up the paper, covering his face tightly.

Nan Yan looked up at him like this, hesitated for a moment, and then reluctantly prepared to kneel down, and just when she was about to bow down with difficulty, Zhu Feng's low voice came--

"What are you doing?!"

Looking up, he did not know when, he had already thrown away the document.

His face stared at her sullenly.

Nan Yan looked up at him and said seriously: "The concubine is here to make amends to the emperor."

"..."

"The concubine shouldn't fail the emperor's will, let alone oppose the emperor, so the concubine specially came to plead guilty."

After speaking, it was very difficult to kneel down.

"you--"

Zhu Feng stared at her angrily: "You are here to **** me off!"

After speaking, he walked out from behind the table and pulled her up.

Nan Yan almost couldn't stand firm, but his tongs-like arm was firmly behind her, shielding her in his own arms.

It's just that, because of their big belly, the two can't be as close as they used to.

However, at this distance, Nan Yan widened his eyes to see his angry and angry look, and said softly: "The emperor is still angry with a concubine?"

"..."

"Don't be angry, the emperor?"

"..."

"It is often said that getting angry will get old. If the emperor is old before the child is born, who will the child depend on in the future?"

"you--"

These words made Zhu Feng not angry.

He started directly, and firmly squeezed one of her cheeks: "Ask me about this?"

Nan Yan only felt that he was about to unscrew a piece of meat.

But he still had a well-behaved face, and said in a persuasive manner: "The emperor wants to screw it up. If you screw up your concubine, you can calm down. If you screw off your concubine's face, you will have no regrets.

"..."

The corners of Zhu Feng's mouth twitched.

I don't know if I want to bend upwards or droop down, but I can't help letting her go, turned to one side, and muttered, "Just your crooked words."

When Nan Yan saw him like this, he immediately leaned forward with a smile: "Is the emperor not angry with concubines?"

"..."

"Are you not angry?"

"..."

"You're out of breath, right?"

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at her with contemptuous eyes: "I'm such a big person, now I'm going to have a baby again, and I'm still acting like a baby?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "The child will be acting like a baby in the future, so my concubine will teach him first."

Zhu Feng said with a calm face: "He can't act like a baby."

"..."

"I want him to do big things, he can't be as squeamish as my sister!"

Speaking of this again, Nan Yan's heart sank slightly.

But Zhu Feng was still overwhelmed and turned back to sit down at the table.

Looking up at her again, he still couldn't bear it after all, and said, "Sit over there, what are you doing while standing? Will I still punish you for standing?"

Nan Yan went to the side aggrieved and sat down.

After sitting down, Zhu Feng ignored her again.

He was still reading the previous document, but after reading it for a while, he suddenly said, "Bring tea!"

However, he still has a cup of tea on hand.

Duke Yu immediately brought in the eunuch, offered Nanyan a cup of tea, and then quit.

Nan Yan took a sip with a smile.

He looked up at Zhu Feng again. He was still looking at the document in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he took a copy from the memorial that had already been reviewed and compared it, and his face suddenly sank.

When he saw him like this, Nan Yan's breath became smaller.

She knew there was something.

It doesn't matter how she quarrels with Zhu Feng, but the previous affairs are always the most important.

But Zhu Feng looked at the two things, was silent for a while, but did not speak, but his brows tightened and he raised his head and said, "Yufu."

Grandpa Yu hurried in: "The emperor."

Zhu Feng thought for a while and asked, "How is the queen?"

Yufu hurriedly said: "The slave and maidservant go there every day to ask for peace. Today, the complexion of the queen empress...er, a little better, but the body is still a little heavy.

He knew what he said.

The queen obviously couldn't get up.

Nan Yan was still thinking that Wang Wei's matter was resolved, and a big rock in her heart moved away. She should get better soon, but she did not expect to become more ill.

It is conceivable that she has worked hard a few days ago.

Zhu Feng sighed, and only said, "Let everyone in the hospital do their best."

"Yes."

Grandpa Yu retired.

And Zhu Feng frowned again, looking at the paperwork in his hand, after a while, he raised his head to face Nan Yan: "Come here."

Nan Yan immediately laughed when she heard it.

She knew that she wanted to call herself.

Judging from the situation where Zhu Feng just looked at the document and the memorial, and then frowned when he asked the queen, there must be something related to the harem that needed to be dealt with by the queen.

But the queen was too sick to get up.

And as a noble concubine, he has the power to associate with the sixth house, so of course he wants to call himself.

So he walked over with a smile: "What does the emperor tell his concubine to do?"

Seeing that she was still a little proud, Zhu Feng said with no anger: "You are still happy."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "As long as the concubine is still useful, isn't it a joyful thing?"

"Humph."

"emperor……?"

"All right,"

Zhu Feng didn't quarrel with her, he directly pulled her into his chair, Nan Yan declined a bit, but after all, his stomach was too big, so he sat down.

Zhu Feng stood behind her with one hand on the back of the chair.

Passed a memorial to her.

"Look at this—"