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

But Xue Yun is different.

She is not like herself, she is Xue Yun, and Xue Yun and Sinanyan are of the same kind.

Kind, firm, and able to give to the one he loves without regrets, even in the most critical time, he may give his life.

Likewise, even if you are envious, even if you are jealous, it will not harm the innocent.

Therefore, I have never taken the initiative to calculate the woman in the harem of Zhu Feng, even the queen Xu Miaoyin, even if it is Xinqing who has always kept Zhu Feng in his heart.

She can understand other people's feelings and sympathize with others' contributions.

And Xue Yun, even if she loves Zhu Feng so much, she knows that the imperial concubine is blocking her way, but since she found Ma Lizi in the northwest, she has been helping herself, even on the night of Wu's rebellion, The most critical moment was when she desperately died, protected herself in the flames, and gave birth to a child.

She has never twisted her soul because of love.

But now, I am about to—

If Zhu Feng was once attracted by his own disposition, when he was about to become unlike the former Sinanyan, would he be attracted by the same disposition?

Nan Yan shuddered slightly, although it was only a small movement, but because she was trapped in Zhu Feng's arms, she was immediately noticed.

Zhu Feng lowered his head and looked at her solemnly.

Nan Yan said dumbly: "Does the emperor feel that the concubine is no longer like her past self, but Xue Yun...she, she--"

"she's fine."

Zhu Feng uttered these words directly, like a needle, piercing Nan Yan's heart.

Her breathing was choked, and then slowly, she raised her head to look at Zhu Feng.

But seeing that his face was very calm, he looked out the window faintly, the cold moonlight reflected in his eyes, as if it had condensed into a thin layer of frost.

He wrapped one hand around Nan Yan's waist, and one hand gently covered one of her hands. He slowly lowered his head, looked at Nan Yan, and said calmly, "But you are Sinan Yan."

"..."

"You do what you should do, just do it."

Nan Yan bit her lower lip and asked, "The emperor, what do you want a concubine to do?"

Zhu Feng's hand holding her hand was slightly hard, clasping her fingers.

Shen Shen said: "I, I want you to be at ease."

"..."

"Nan Yan, you should be very clear that if I want to canonize her, it's just a matter of one sentence. Since I didn't mention it, you don't have to think about it."

"..."

"So, don't worry about it, and don't-scare yourself."

"..."

"You are still in confinement, take good care of your body and let yourself live a long time."

"..."

"You, I chose to grow old with me, don't think too much about other things, it's useless to think too much."

Nan Yan silently leaned in his arms.

For a while, he couldn't even speak.

Zhu Feng's voice sounded deep in his ears--

"Nan Yan, I know your temperament is strong, and I like your temperament too."

"..."

"But now is not the time for you to be strong."

"..."

"There are many things in the harem now, and there are more things in the previous dynasty. I don't have much time or energy to grind your temper with you."

"..."

As he said, he lowered his head, pressed his cheek to her cheek, and said softly with a bit of tiredness, "We are both young, so don't think about the young man's style anymore. "