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

Chapter 2494: condition

"The concubine is not afraid of death, and the concubine is afraid that even if it is death, she will not be able to return to the emperor's sobriety. The emperor is the ninth-five-year-old. One person is the land of the country and the people of the world. If there is something wrong, how will the emperor explain to the world?"

"..."

Zhu Feng fell silent when he said this.

Nan Yan also knew it was rare. When two people talked about it on weekdays, Zhu Feng's principles were one and the same, but he couldn't even tell him.

Finally, he was speechless this time.

She wrapped her around his neck harder, almost hanging her whole body on his body, and repeatedly said, "So the emperor, the emperor can't go to detoxify, no!"

"..."

"Don't go, the emperor, okay?"

"..."

After Zhu Feng heard her words, he remained silent, frowning slightly, forming a few deep hanging needle patterns.

Hearing Nan Yan's plea again, his expression became even lower.

I don't know how long it took before he lowered his head and looked at her with complicated eyes. Nan Yan could feel his heart entangled and looked at him nervously.

Waiting for his answer.

I heard Zhu Feng say in a deep voice: "I can't promise you."

"emperor!"

"I am an emperor and rich in the world. I want to create a prosperous world for all the people of the Li people in the world. Therefore, I have never slackened in doing things over the years. Even during the New Year, I will go to the Imperial Study Room to review the memorials."

"..."

"But in this way, can I completely ignore myself?"

"..."

He said, looking down at her, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said: "Nanyan, be fair, I am also a person."

With this sentence, Nan Yan's heart hurts.

With just this sentence, he was clearly showing weakness.

Since she met Zhu Feng, she has experienced too many winds and rains together. What she saw was Zhu Feng's cold and bloodthirsty, or perseverance, but she never thought that Zhu Feng would also show weakness.

He is also an individual.

Even if his martial arts are high and strong, even if he moves the world, he is also an individual.

There will also be their own emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, and there will also be the softest parts of the body and heart. Not to mention knives, guns and swords, even if it is just touched with words, it will hurt.

Nan Yan's breathing stopped.

Looking at him blankly: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng said: "People, who can accept a life that is crippled?"

"..."

"Who can not ask where he came from, or even his...who is his mother, completely ignorant?"

Having said this, he gave a wry smile: "I ask myself, I can't do it."

"..."

He lowered his head again and looked at Nan Yan: "Can you do it?"

I don't know whether his words meant anything, Nan Yan's eyes flickered when asked, and he lowered his head with some guilty conscience.

Everyone knows that there is only one answer.

As he said, no one can accept a broken life, no one can be indifferent to where he comes from.

Especially, it involves parents.

Even if you are in the harem and can't leave the palace casually, aren't you always looking for clues from your parents?

If you can't even do it yourself, how can you blame others?

Seeing her doing this, Zhu Feng sighed and said: "I know you will obstruct me, so I didn't want you to know it, but now you know it, and I can't."

As he said, his hands began to harden.

Nan Yan's hands around his neck were easily taken off by him. He grabbed his arms and brought the whole person back to the bed to sit down. During this time, Nan Yan was so foolish as to let him at his mercy, only looking up at him. Like a child.

Zhu Feng looked down at her with a look of sadness.

But also firm.

He whispered: "At the moment, there is nothing serious in the palace. These days, you will stay in Yonghe Palace and cultivate well."

Nan Yan's eyes widened suddenly: "The emperor, are you really going to lock up your concubine?"

"..."

Zhu Feng coughed lightly.

Said: "It's just for you to cultivate well."

"..."

"Anyway, during this period of time, you have worked hard for Shen's affairs. Take advantage of this time to take good care of your body."

"..."

"I will take time to see you."

"How can this be!"

Nan Yan was also in a hurry. He really didn't think wrong before. Zhu Feng, as he expected, had to close the Yonghe Palace, lock himself up, and prevent himself from disturbing his detoxification.

Seeing that she was struggling, Zhu Feng only stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder and restrain her.

"You are obedient."

"No!"

"obedient!"

Zhu Feng grabbed her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to quarrel with you anymore. I can discuss with you about other things, or even listen to you, but this is the only thing, not!"

"..."

"So you stay here obediently."

"..."

"When the poison in my body is over, I will let you out."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the gate.

Just as he stretched out his hand to open the door and was about to leave Yonghe Palace, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him. Before Zhu Feng could react, he felt that his back was hit hard and his whole person was thrown down again. On the door.

With a "clang", the gate of Yonghe Palace made a loud noise again.

The people outside changed their faces in fright.

As before, those little hands once again encircled his thin waist, and, harder than before, Zhu Feng felt like a tree, entangled by vines.

Even his calf was hooked by one leg.

When he turned his head, he saw Nan Yan clinging to his back, hugging him tightly.

"you--"

He gritted his teeth with anger, and a bit of anger appeared on his face.

"What I told you, you didn't listen to a word, did you?"

"..."

"Do you want to resist the decree?"

"..."

"Let go!"