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

When Zhu Feng left the early morning and hurried over, what he saw was such a picture.

His noble concubine still has red eyes.

Slightly curled up, she embraced her daughter in her arms. It was a protective posture, as if she was trying to block all infringements.

Zhu Feng's heartbeat softened.

The father-in-law and the others who followed behind were also red-eyed, but without waiting to say anything, Zhu Feng had already raised his hand and told them to retreat.

All people withdrew from Yonghe Palace and closed the door.

There was only one person left, but he didn't pass by right away. Instead, he stood quietly in the middle of the room, watching the scene on the bed, the two people that touched his heart the most in his life, sleeping like this.

In the past, I always wanted a lot.

But at this moment, his heart was full, almost overflowing with satisfaction, that made him realize that he didn't seem to want much.

It’s just them.

After some time, he finally raised his foot and walked to the bed full to sit down.

Then he stretched out his hand and gently touched the daughter's cheek with the back of his hand. Although it was thinner than before, the child's cheek was still sensual, and it bounced back with only one touch.

Zhu Feng smiled softly.

Then, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Nan Yan's back.

These days, she was thinner than her daughter, so when she curled up to sleep, she could see the shoulder blades on her back raised high.

It hurts.

Although Zhu Feng's hands were very light, Nan Yan slept lightly and immediately shook and woke up.

Her vision was still a little confused, but she didn't immediately look back to see who was touching her, but first confirmed that the daughter in her arms was well, then she was relieved, and then she looked back.

I saw Zhu Feng.

"emperor……"

Zhu Feng immediately reached out and touched her lips with a finger.

Say with your mouth: Don't talk.

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, then looked at the daughter in her arms, then looked back at him.

The corners of Zhu Feng's eyes and eyebrows were smiling, but at such a close distance, she also saw that his eyes were clearly red.

Faintly, tears also flashed.

However, as an emperor and as a father, he must restrain himself more than she as a mother. Only Nan Yan could feel that the hand stroking his shoulder was shaking slightly.

I don’t know how long it took before I heard him say something in a heavy voice--

"Great."

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

But at this time, she was still a little tired. Last night she could not sleep all night because of whether to go to White Tiger City with him or not. Now that her heart is calm and awake, she relaxes the tension that has been tight these days. Some are exhausted.

The eyelids started to fight again.

I also want to come over if Zhu Feng wants to ask something, or what to do.

But the next moment, Zhu Feng took off his clothes and socks.

Also went to bed.

The large bed was not crowded even if all three people slept on it. Nan Yan felt a warm chest sticking up from his back, and kept her in the same posture as she held her heart.

The long arms crossed over, even covering Xinping.

Nan Yan was still a little dazed, but his mind was already not flexible.

Just looked back at him and whispered: "The emperor?"

Zhu Feng said softly: "Go to sleep."

"..."

The warm breath blows across my neck, soft and hypnotic.

Once again, Nan Yan closed his eyes in his long breath and fell asleep.