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

Of course, no one will give up lightly.

It also makes people know that the peace at this moment is precious.

In such precious time, it is also happy for two people to do nothing and embrace each other quietly.

The air is not only warm, but it also seems to have a sweet smell.

Nan Yan lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, a strong and powerful impact, unexpectedly gave birth to an unrealistic delusion in his heart.

It would be great if it could go on like this.

Of course, she also knew it was impossible. Even ordinary people still have to get up to work and earn money to eat, let alone him, who is the well-being of all the people in the world, it is already rare to be so lazy today.

So she just wanted to stay close to him when she was busy.

Until, when I can't afford it anymore.

Because Zhu Feng clearly heard a very loud "grunt" sound in this quiet room.

Nan Yan also heard it.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized the sound from her stomach, and immediately buried her face in the quilt.

Zhu Feng couldn't help laughing.

Reached her hand and held her: "Hungry?"

"..."

"Well, now that you are hungry, get up and eat."

"..."

"Don't hide, it's not your first time."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan was even more convinced that he had indeed recovered his memory, rather than others telling him what had happened in the past, because of this kind of scandal, he had only done it in front of him.

Really, shame and anger.

In the end, she was pulled up by Zhu Feng, and the two of them put on their clothes and walked out of the inner room, only to realize that Aunt Tongyun and the others had been waiting outside for a long time, even the water was hot again and again.

After washing up, Yushufang also delivered breakfast.

The two sat together, drinking porridge and watching the bright spring light outside, Nan Yan asked again, "Where will the emperor go in a while?"

Zhu Feng said, "Of course I am going back to the Imperial Study."

"Oh."

"Yufu said, there is nothing important for the cabinet to discuss today. Today, I only need to approve the papers I sent."

Having said that, Zhu Feng hesitated for a moment, then looked at her: "There is also--"

Nan Yan looked up at him: "What?"

Zhu Feng coughed slightly, Nan Yan seemed to understand something, and turned to Aunt Tongyun and the others: "You all go out first, and this palace will speak to the emperor alone."

When Aunt Tongyun saw this, they all withdrew from Yonghe Palace.

Zhu Feng said: "Detoxification."

Nan Yan's eyes lit up when he heard these two words.

Detox.

By the way, Zhu Feng had promised himself yesterday that he would be present for every detoxification in the future.

She asked, "Is it going to happen today?"

Zhu Feng said: "It was originally yesterday, but it was only halfway through, and it was broken because of Xiang's problem. I also told Xue Yun that we must continue today and we must not delay the process."

As he said, she gave her a white glance.

"Don't you have to come, then come and see."

Nan Yan nodded immediately.

At this time, she remembered again yesterday evening when Aunt Tongyun came to tell herself that the emperor had summoned Xue Yun's mother and the domineering Madame Xue into the palace to speak. She originally wanted to ask, but at this time, she said. Seeing Zhu Feng's expression, I didn't ask much.

Only whispered: "The emperor must take a lot of energy to detoxify, eat more."

After finishing talking, he helped him serve a bowl of shredded chicken porridge.

Zhu Feng smiled and took the bowl, Xili drank it again, almost finished, and it was late. Usually at this time, he even finished the memorial to the Imperial Study.

Sure enough, color dazzled wisdom, and beauty misled the country.

He thought, he felt a little funny.

But his face was still serious, and Nan Yan stood up when he saw him wipe the corner of his mouth, and followed up with him.

Zhu Feng said: "Huh? What are you doing?"

Nan Yan also looked at him: "Didn't the emperor say it, didn't the concubine go with the emperor?"

Zhu Feng said: "It's not going to detoxify right away. I still have to review the memorial."

Nan Yan immediately leaned forward and took his arm, and said with a smile: "The concubine can pour tea and water on the emperor by the side, and the red sleeves will add fragrance."

Zhu Feng glared at her: "Red sleeves add fragrance, just don't add chaos to me!"

But as he said, he himself laughed and walked out holding her hand.

Nan Yan immediately followed with a smile.

When he walked outside, Zhu Feng stopped again, and instructed Father Yu who was standing aside: "Go get people, and bring King Han."

When Nan Yan heard this, his eyes widened.

Grandpa Yu glanced at them and immediately understood, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he said hurriedly: "Yes, yes."

Turned around and went down.

Zhu Feng turned his head to look at Nan Yan, and smiled: "Don't mess with me either. It's been so long, and you haven't taken any children much. Let's play with them today."

Nan Yan almost jumped up with joy.

Originally, after Cheng Jun was born, Zhu Feng decided to take the child by herself because of her own body. Later, she didn’t think she wanted to raise it by herself, but afterwards something happened to Xinping, and the matter was delayed. , After all, the mother and son have not seen each other for a long time.

He actually remembered.

Immediately smiled and said: "Okay, go, go!"

After speaking, he hurriedly dragged Zhu Feng's arm to the Imperial Study Room. Zhu Feng looked at her happy, smiled and shook his head, and was dragged away by her.

When he arrived at the Imperial Study Room, as soon as Zhu Feng sat down, Grandpa Yu carried King Han over.

Nan Yan hurried forward to take it, feeling a sinking arm.

This doll is much heavier than before.

She couldn't wait to look down. A small face with pink makeup and jade came out of the tiger hat, her eyes were slick, and she looked at her without blinking, her head tilted to this side and to the other side. .

As if identifying who she is.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Cheng Jun, do you still remember your mother? I am your mother."

"Huh?"

"I am a mother."

"Hmm."

"Called Mother."

Zhu Feng, who had already picked up a memorial for review, couldn't help but laughed when he heard this, and said, "I'm talking again. How old is he to be a man?"

Nan Yan turned around and complained: "He keeps looking at his concubine like this, doesn't he even recognize him?"

Zhu Feng said leisurely: "That may not be true."

Nan Yan looked at him: "How to say?"

Zhu Feng looked up at her and said with a smile: "This kid is different from his sister. He laughs at everyone. This **** looks like this when he sees everyone. Even if I hug him, he will have to look at him for a long time, look for it. To get close."

"Really?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Then, how does he get close to people?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her and said nothing.

Nan Yan stepped forward and was about to ask. Suddenly, a chubby hand lifted up and grabbed her hair and pulled it hard.

"what--!"