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

The cool breeze was lingering, blowing across the still hot face.

Although the whole body was weak, and the limbs and five bodies were very uncomfortable, the cool breeze gradually restored Xue Yun's mind. She struggled in the chaos for a long time, and finally slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a fan slowly shaking in front of my eyes.

"...?"

She was puzzled in her heart, and when she looked again, she saw a white and soft hand holding a fan handle, and a bracelet with a warm texture on her wrist slowly dangling with the sway of the arm.

It also feels cold.

Xue Yun suddenly felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and only then slowly recalled that, just now, he arrived at Yonghe Palace as if he was burning with a poisonous sun, and then...

then--

She opened her eyes suddenly, and took a closer look, only to see that she was actually lying on the couch of Yonghe Palace, and the concubine was sitting on the couch, gently fanning herself.

She was so frightened that she chilled.

I was about to get up in a hurry, but I didn't have any strength on my body. After only a move, I fell back softly on the couch, even breathing unevenly.

Nan Yan was thinking about something in a trance, when he heard a noise, he immediately raised his eyes.

"you're awake?"

"Gui, noble concubine..."

Xue Yun was so weak that there was no voice, only a weak voice remained, and he whispered: "Weichen, Weichen damn..."

Nan Yan sighed and said, "Fine, what do you say these things?"

"..."

"Now, it's not better."

Xue Yun couldn't say the second sentence for a while, Nan Yan reached out and touched her forehead, shook her head and said, "It's still a bit hot. The fragrant drink has been delivered, but you just became unconscious. I can't feed the decoction, and I spilled a lot. Now, can I drink a little?"

Before Xue Yun could speak, she put down her fan and picked up the cold fragrant drink.

Xue Yun became more upset.

Although Nan Yan does all this, it seems very natural, but she is the noble concubine who is in charge of the harem after all, not to mention that the resolute and resolute methods on weekdays make people feel terrified. Just thinking that the noble concubine will give herself medicine by herself is not much. People can drink.

Xue Yun hesitated and said: "Niangniang, how dare the Weichen-let the Weichen come by himself."

Nanyan said: "Can you move now?"

"..."

Xue Yun frowned.

He even gasped for words, not to mention raising his hand.

Now he looked like Princess Xinping who had just awakened from a long coma a few days ago, she couldn't do anything to do.

She glanced at the door anxiously, as if she was looking for Aunt Tongyun, or Ruo Shui, no matter how bad it is, it's okay for Xiaotai to monitor Fu.

But Nan Yan scooped up a spoonful of decoction, blew it gently, and said calmly, "No need to look for it."

"Ok?"

"My palace made them avoid it."

"..."

"You drank the fragrant barley drink first, sober up, my palace will talk to you again."

After speaking, the spoon was brought to his mouth, Xue Yun had no choice but to confess his crime, then opened his mouth and took a sip.

Swallowing the slightly cool soup medicine, the heat in the body was slowly dissipated.

After a while, half a bowl of soup and medicine was finished.

Nan Yan put the bowl and spoon aside, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the corner of her mouth. Xue Yun gritted his teeth again, and finally managed to change it. Nan Yan helped her sit up and said, "It's better now. ?"

"Okay, much better. Thank you, Niang Niang."

"It's also a bad place in my palace. You are allowed to come over on such a hot day."

"The Niang Niang made a serious statement. It is because the Weichen is not good, and also caused the Niang so much trouble."

Nan Yan reached out and touched her forehead again.

Although she was still sweating, she was cooler than before, and her body temperature returned to her normal body temperature. Looking at her face, although she was still a little pale, her lips finally became a little bloody.

She said: "Actually, my palace asked you to come here to explain you a few words, but—"

With that, he glanced at Xue Yun.

Faintly said: "It's not what you said yourself."

"what?"

Xue Yun was taken aback and said in a daze, "Weichen? What did the Weichen say?"

"..."

Nan Yan looked at her and understood.

I'm afraid that at that time, she was already sick, so she said those words in a daze, no wonder she felt that her attitude and tone of speaking were not like her usual.

However, these words, I'm afraid she was also thinking about it all the way along the way.

Otherwise, they won't say everything when they are unconscious.

It seems that the grievances suffered these days, may not be as she said, can not care about-of course, who can not care about her own grievances.

There was a faint anger in her heart, but there was nowhere to spread it.

Xue Yun was still asking: "Niangniang, Weichen, did Weichen say something before he became unconscious?"

Nan Yan smiled faintly, and said, "Forget it if you don't remember."

"..."

Xue Yun looked at her anxiously, while Nan Yan said calmly: "My palace is looking for you to talk about the emperor's detoxification."

"...!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Yun's expression shrank and he became focused.

Nan Yan said: "The emperor is unwilling to delay his detoxification time, but you should know that the emperor's detoxification is dangerous, not only for himself, but also for the people around him."

"..."

"So, I hope you can persuade the emperor to delay the detoxification."

"..."

"Even if you can't persuade, there should be a lot of difficulties along the way. Any excuse can be delayed for a while."

Xue Yun hesitated: "Here, the empress wants to let the Weichen... deceive you?"

Nan Yan looked into her eyes and said, "Yes."

"...!"

"Do you want to?"

"..."

Xue Yun was a little stunned. He didn't expect this imperial concubine to be so direct, so she told her clearly that she wanted to deceive the king.

She didn't know how to react for a moment.

Nan Yan looked at her hesitant, picked up the fan on the side, fanned the wind slowly, the sideburns swayed slightly, and the hair was twitching her lips, as if a touch appeared. No smile.

She said: "In the eyes of this palace, the emperor's dragon weighs more than everything. This palace will never allow for some - ‘reason’ to rush for quick success and quick gains and hurt the emperor’s dragon body.”

"..."

"You know, this palace doesn't care about other people's affairs, and it can't control it, but if the emperor has the means of this palace, you know it."

"..."

Xue Yun sat there, looking at Nan Yanning's frosty eyes.

I was a little puzzled, and it seemed that I felt something.

After a long while, he said softly: "Weichen, I understand."

"That's fine."

Xue Yun looked at her again, and whispered softly: "Is there anything else you want to explain to your mother?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Otherwise, my palace is not worried anymore."