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

Reprimanded: "Asshole!"

"..."

"First concubine? Return the second concubine!"

Nan Yan was stunned when he heard what he said, only to realize how absurd what he said was a bit feverish on his cheeks and ears.

Zhu Feng took a deep breath and said, "Let go."

"..."

Nan Yan didn't speak, but still held him tightly without letting go.

He even bit his shoulder again.

Even if his hands were torn apart by him, he could still bite his clothes to prevent him from leaving.

Zhu Feng was dumbfounded by her being like this.

He took a deep breath and said: "You hurt me!"

In normal times, he would rather die than say such embarrassing words. Just look at Nan Yan’s small arms and legs. It won’t hurt him if he is dead. Even if he bites on his shoulder, it’s just like being caught. A little milk cat took a bite, it didn't hurt or itchy at all.

However, he didn't expect that her harassment skills were so strong that he would still be unable to leave.

Of course, he also ignored the fact that he was unwilling to do it.

Since I can't leave, I can only tell her well.

However, after all, two people couldn't speak in such a posture, not to mention that their faces were hurting, and the people outside listened to nothing.

Hearing his words, Nan Yan finally opened his teeth while biting his shoulder.

But his hands still refused to let go.

Zhu Feng's voice slowed down a bit, and said: "We have something to sit down and say, even if you don't agree, we have to give me a reason. I will leave after making it clear."

"..."

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said suspiciously: "The emperor's words count? Don't leave your concubine as soon as you let it go. After that, you will shut your concubine in Yonghe Palace and keep your concubine from going out."

"..."

Zhu Feng couldn't help but smiled in his heart.

It seems that the two of them really understand each other.

She had guessed the thought that came up in her own heart just now.

Sighed and said, "You have no jokes."

"..."

"You let go, I won't leave."

"..."

Nan Yan hesitated and let go of his hands. Zhu Feng was finally rescued from the posture of lying on the door. He slowly turned around. Nan Yan looked at his face and shrank his neck in terror.

The cheekbones are red and swollen.

It was obviously knocked out.

She gently raised her hand to touch him, and for fear of touching him, she could only ask carefully: "My lord, does it hurt?"

Zhu Feng said solemnly: "It hurts than my hands!"

"...!"

She shrank her neck again.

Zhu Feng had already given her a white look, and walked straight back to the table to sit down, and Nan Yan slowly followed back and sat beside him.

Zhu Feng let out two severe breaths, not knowing whether it was the pain or the anger, and the candlelight on the table flickered twice and almost went out. Under the dim light, his face also became gloomy, and he said coldly, "You said."

"what?"

"You said, there is any reason not to let me detoxify."

"..."

Nan Yan's eyes flickered.

Although she was so eager and decisive just now, she would rather let him Naxueyun as a concubine rather than agree to detoxify him, but to speak of it, what reason does she have?

She gave him a careful look.

Then he said softly: "The emperor, is this... OK?"

"..."

"Why risk detoxification?"

"..."

"Even if the emperor does not know what happened before, it has no effect on what the emperor is doing now. Now the emperor is faced with so many major events. The northwest must open up the Silk Road, the south must stabilize the sangnong, and the north still has a country, billions of dollars. The livelihoods of the people are also based on the emperor’s decree. The emperor will just stare at them. Why take time to detoxify?"

"..."

"Are past memories so important to the emperor?"

Zhu Feng frowned.

Looking at her, he said solemnly: "Is it really not important?"

"...!"

I don't know why, but she was talking about it by herself, but after talking for a long time, Zhu Feng only asked this sentence, and she was speechless.

Even she herself understands.

Is it really not important?

The answer is impossible.

No one hopes that Zhu Feng will find his past memories more than she, especially the memories of the two of them.

Because that memory was so precious to her, it was supposed to be a treasure in the hearts of two people, but it became a memory of her alone, and even the loneliest memory in the world.

But, it doesn't matter.

He is good.

Now, he is going to look for his previous memories again. In fact, even if he finds it back, he will not change her in any way. At most, the two people talk more than they do now.

But she doesn't need those things as a bargaining chip for her pet.

She only hopes that he is good, it is better than anything else.

So he said: "The emperor, no matter how important it is, it is not as important as the emperor."

Zhu Feng frowned and said, "Don't you want me to find the memory of the past, especially the memory of the past and you?"

Nan Yan looked at him, her eyes flickering uncontrollably.

He whispered: "The emperor... how much does the emperor think of?"

Zhu Feng also looked at her, although the two people were facing each other when they were detoxifying, but her eyes still softened unconsciously.

Softly said: "A lot."

Nan Yan's eyes brightened a bit, and she couldn't help her shortness of breath: "Yes, which ones?"

"..."

Zhu Feng glanced at her, then suddenly sank.

Seeing him turning his face like a book, Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he heard Zhu Feng gritted his teeth: "For example, some people, when they first saw me, they said that I would become a'tyrant'! "

"...!"

Nan Yan's heartbeat missed a beat.

The eyes were red in an instant.

That was the first time they met. When Zhu Feng forced to kill the **** and maid in the palace in order to find the whereabouts of Emperor Wen, those things she said in a rush to stop him!

Nan Yan looked at him, shaking with excitement.

The hot tears flickered in his eyes, almost pouring out.

I stuttered: "The emperor, you really, really, remember it?"

Although Zhu Feng made an angry look, at this moment, he couldn't help but smile.

Just by looking at this, she knew how happy she was.

Softly said: "I remember."

Nan Yan was too happy to sit still, and stood up directly, but after standing up, she didn't know what she was going to do, so she walked back and forth in Yonghe Palace several times. Walked for a while, stopped, turned to look at him, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

He smiled straight.

Zhu Feng reached out and grabbed her hand, pulled her back to him, smiled and rebuked: "What are you strolling around?"

Nan Yan couldn't say anything, and stretched out his hand again to encircle his thin waist.

She said: "It's great..."

At the end of the voice, he was crying.