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

However, Zhu Feng said slowly at this time: "The second reason should be that Doctor Xue and I were also prescribed medicine just now."

"what?!"

As soon as this word came out, all the people in Yushufang were shocked.

Even Grandpa Yu frowned.

In any case, he is the **** in charge of the emperor. He usually takes care of the cleaning and tidying of the imperial study. Every time Xue Yun comes to the imperial study, Zhu Feng never hides it from him and asks him to guard it outside.

If, in the imperial study room, two people were prescribed drugs, it was also his sin.

He stepped forward and said to Zhu Feng: "The emperor, then you--"

Zhu Feng said calmly: "It's okay."

Concubine Shun's face also showed a sullen expression for the first time, and said solemnly: "There is such a thing! Who is it, dare to be so bold!"

Several other concubines also said angrily: "Yes."

"What a courage!"

"Such a person dares to poison the emperor and must not be merciless!"

Compared to the anger of the group, Nan Yan was not angry.

It's just that the look on his face is a bit complicated.

She stood in front of Zhu Feng and looked at his calm face. Although she knew that it was meaningless to ask this question at this time, she couldn't help but ask softly: "If someone prescribes medicine to the emperor and doctor Xue, then... Just now, the emperor and Doctor Xue--"

Zhu Feng interrupted her and said, "You want to ask, are there anything wrong with Doctor Xue?"

Nan Yan lowered his head.

"Concubine, dare not."

Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, then slowly said, "It's okay to ask."

"..."

"My answer is nothing to say to others."

As he spoke, he slowly put his hand hanging beside him on the table.

One of his hands used to hold the wrist of the other hand, but the blue veins on the back of his hand did not look like a simple hold, it seemed that his own hand was holding his own hand.

Somewhat strange.

When he raised his hand, Nan Yan suddenly gasped.

When the concubines standing behind her saw the emperor's hand, two of them exclaimed in shock.

"Oh!"

There was a needle on Zhu Feng's finger!

A dazzling silver needle pierced straight into his finger, although it only pierced a part of the fingertip, and no blood was seen, but everyone knew that the ten fingers connected to the heart, not to mention the needle piercing, it was light. A light puncture makes people unbearable.

And Zhu Feng is like this, it is no different from torture!

"emperor!"

Nan Yan whispered and hurriedly stepped forward, but Zhu Feng raised the hand that hadn't been pierced with the needle and swayed gently to signal her to stop.

But Nan Yan still walked to his side.

Looking down at his fingers, even if there is no blood in the wound, she understands that if even Zhu Feng needs to use one hand to hold the other, it is clear that such pain is terrible!

But at this time, she also understood something.

Such pain can make people sober.

Zhu Feng relied on this method to keep himself awake and did not do such a thing.

Nan Yan's voice has been calm since she came here, and she was a little trembling at this time, she didn't even dare to take a step forward easily, for fear that she would accidentally touch his hand.

How painful is that?

She trembled: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng only glanced at her.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle blankly.