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

The further west you go, the greater the wind and sand.

Originally, Zhu Feng's plan was to move forward at full speed, but the trip was delayed due to two days of wind and sand.

Finally, on this day, the weather was clear and there was no wind. Although the sun was basking on the head, it was not as hot as before, so the team set off early in the morning before the day broke.

Xue Yun got up very early, and when the people outside were still preparing, she had already gotten up to wash, and when everyone went out, she was already standing in front of her carriage.

But did not get in the car immediately.

Instead, he respectfully waited for the emperor to come out and walk towards his golden car.

During the period, Zhu Feng glanced around.

I saw her too.

Xue Yun's heart couldn't help but jumped, but there was no big expression on his face, he just lowered his head immediately.

She still didn't dare to look at Zhu Feng.

After all, no matter who refused the emperor's "good intentions", I was afraid that she would be able to escape far away, and she, naturally, could not escape, and had to follow the team obediently on the road every day.

It's just that only she knows the inner suffering, and in these few days, she can hardly close her eyes.

However, Zhu Feng's attitude is a bit strange.

Logically speaking, if the emperor really wants to accept his concubine, he doesn't need to ask at all. After all, the chance of being able to fly on a branch and become a phoenix is ​​not something that everyone can meet.

But he just came to ask.

I asked if I could say anything, but I was politely said by myself, but firmly refused.

Recalling that night, under the bright red candlelight, after hearing her say, "Weichen does not dare, weichen is unwilling, weichen can't", Zhu Feng's eyes seemed to flash a little too. Light.

It is fleeting.

Xue Yun didn't even have time to see clearly that the light contained regret, anger, or other emotions.

And when Zhu Feng spoke again and let himself back down, there was no emotion in the words.

In the past two days, he has been business as usual, and did not embarrass himself, as if the incident was just a dream of Xue Yun at all, and it had never happened.

Just like this moment--

Zhu Feng's gaze swept lightly from her body, and there was no emotional fluctuation, so he turned to the gold car.

When the emperor sat down, Xiao Shunzi immediately ordered: "Leave the journey."

Xue Yun settled, and hurriedly climbed into the carriage.

Soon, the team left the station and continued to move forward.

Zhu Feng sat in the golden car and was not idle. Holding a roll of map in his hand, he carefully looked at the surrounding scenery. Although the map had nothing to do with the surrounding scenery, he still asked: "It's probably not far from Han Dongwei."

Horse riding followed Ying Shao next to the golden car and said, "If you return to the emperor, it's not far."

After he finished speaking, he thought about it, and then asked: "The emperor, really don't you send someone to talk to Master Chen in advance?"

He said "Master Chen", naturally referring to Han Dongwei captain Chen Zixiao.

The emperor's big cousin.

Zhu Feng said lightly: "No need."

"Why?"

"I still think about the past and look at the arming of Han Dongwei. If I said in advance, I can't see it."

Ying Shao blinked and immediately understood.

Just as he was about to urge him to speed up back and forth, he suddenly saw a group of men and horses on the road ahead, with flags fluttering.

Suddenly: "Huh?"

Zhu Feng said: "What's wrong?"

Ying Shao said: "The emperor, the people that Mr. Chen will respond to have arrived."