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

He said, lowered his head, pressed his cheek to her cheek, with a bitter smile, a little weak, and said: "We two are not young anymore, so don't think about the younger ones anymore. ."

Nan Yan's heart trembled when she heard this.

Turning back, looking at him with sparkling eyes: "The emperor thinks that the concubine is old?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I am old."

When an emperor, he is never willing to admit that he will be old. Some emperors will even frantically pursue the art of immortality in order to make their lives and their foundations last forever.

But he looked very open.

There is nothing invisible to people who have experienced life and death on the battlefield.

The only thing I can't let go of is probably that if I don't finish what I want to do before I close my eyes, I'm afraid I can't close my eyes.

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak immediately, but for the first time at such a close distance, he looked at him so carefully.

Zhu Feng's age is indeed not young.

He was ten years older than himself, and even when the two met for the first time, he was no longer a teenager.

But in front of his eyes, he is still handsome. Although his skin is rough, he has always been like this. The rock-like skin has a rock-like texture, which makes people feel very solid and reliable; eyes, even when they are so tired, It is also deep and bright; the bridge of the nose is straight, and the angular lips are always pressed into a line when they are not smiling, adding a bit of majesty to his beauty.

He is not old.

Not only is he not old, but under the tempering of the years, he has more of a man's charm, which is no different from when he walked into the hall in the flames and saved himself.

Even the feeling of my own heartbeat is the same as before.

Nan Yan turned his head slowly, and said lowly: "Huh, lie."

Zhu Feng's nose let out a chuckle.

Said: "What?"

"The emperor is not old at all."

"..."

"It's a concubine. After giving birth to two children, she has wrinkles and spots on her face."

"Really? You have spots?"

"If you don't believe me, look at it."

She said, leaning her face in front of him, and pointed her finger to her cheek.

"Here, and here, the powder can't be covered."

"..."

She muttered, but Zhu Feng didn't say anything.

In the dim light, she only saw Nan Yan's slender neck and the jagged collarbone exposed from the open neckline of her underwear when Nan Yan brought her face closer.

Zhu Feng's breathing became a little heavy.

It has been nearly a year since she was pregnant. The two of them have not had a love in bed, but he clearly remembers the gentle touch when the palm of his hand touched her smooth skin; and her affection. At that time, the sweat gathered in the shoulder sockets, shaking with breathing.

The body suddenly felt a little hot.

It seems that she is right.

I am not old yet.

Not only is he not old, but at this time, he has a bit of youthful spirit.

Thinking of this, the temperature on his hand was a little better than that on Nan Yan's body, and the strength around her waist was also stronger.

"..."

Nan Yan was taken aback when he felt the change in the strength of his hand.

She raised her head subconsciously, and met Zhu Feng's already hot gaze, and even his breathing became hot.

The two are already "old husbands and old wives", what else does Nan Yan don't understand?