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

"Then look at them, do they have this?"

Hearing this, Nan Yan was stunned, then lowered his head for a moment, and said softly, a little hesitantly, "Miss Xie's Li is not hurt, of course there is."

"Will Li hurt?"

"This……"

Nan Yan said softly: "After he came back, my concubine hasn't seen him yet. I don't know what his attitude is."

Zhu Feng said: "I will tell you."

"..."

"Then Miss Xie's eyes seem to be drawn to him by some thread, but Li doesn't hurt, she can look good with her eyes, but she doesn't look at her very much."

"what?"

"Furthermore, I also asked some of the guards around him. Miss Xie's head is shaved and hot, and his place is as cold as an ice cube."

Nan Yan couldn't help but frowned and said, "This kid."

Zhu Feng said coldly: "Do you still treat him as a child?"

Nan Yan was silent for a while, looked up at him, and said softly, "For my concubine, no matter what happened, he was picked up by the concubine from Yongzhou."

Zhu Feng sighed.

Nan Yan went on to say, "However, it may also be because this child has never experienced such a thing before, so he is a little uncomfortable."

"..."

"The concubine sees that Miss Xie’s family is pretty good. The most rare thing is that if she is not an official lady, he is not worthy of him, but the emperor also said that the former official lady from the capital can't do it. Now that it’s hard to have such a person, I have to look at it."

Zhu Feng said: "I want to see it, otherwise, I would not agree to Xie Jiaojiao's request."

"Request? What request did she make to the emperor?"

"She proposed that when the White Dragon City's dedication to the city is completed, part of their Xie family's properties will also be moved to the Central Plains, and she will follow us back to the capital this time.

"Oh?"

Nan Yan said, "That's fine."

"..."

"Originally, people like them entered the Central Plains. For the emperor, it would be better to manage. Not only are they easier to manage, but White Dragon City is also better to manage."

"Yes,"

Zhu Feng said: "Before, the power of the White Dragon City was held in the hands of their big families. Now that the Cheng family’s head is killed, and the Murong family is in a relationship with the Cheng family, the two of them can basically ignore it. As long as time, Naturally it will fade; the Xue family will move to the Central Plains, and the Song family also intends to go to the official career. As long as their Xie family relocates to the Central Plains, then all those in power in the White Dragon City will leave."

"..."

"It will be easier for Chen Zixiao to take over there."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone."

"..."

"This Xie Jiaojiao is not bad."

"..."

Zhu Feng did not answer these words immediately, but remained silent. Such silence made Nan Yan feel a little strange. He looked up at him and asked himself: "The emperor, what is the emperor thinking?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said softly: "But I look at her with a lot of heart."

"Oh……?"

Nan Yan blinked, thought for a while, and then smiled: "If you don't have many eyes, you can't go to Han Dongwei to talk about Xiancheng. She is still the head of the Xie family."

"..."

"Furthermore, if you are less mindful, you can't keep up with Commander Li."

Zhu Feng lowered his eyelids and said, "Yes."

He had considered the daughters of some important officials of the DPRK for Li Bushang more than once before, but these official ladies are either deep in the boudoir and short-sighted, or they can be blown down by the delicate wind. Such women, people like them, It's ugly.

Although he is reluctant to admit it, he can't help but admit that Li Bushang was shaped by him by making sand into mud.

Although his xinxing may not be fully imagined with him, in some respects, it is very consistent.

For example--

Zhu Feng thought and looked down. Nan Yan was still leaning on his arms, looking at him with wide eyes: "The emperor?"

Zhu Feng coughed lightly, and then said: "Okay, since you and I are interested in this matter, then it's up to them."

South flue: "The concubine will also provide them with some convenience."

Zhu Feng said: "What did you do?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Speaking of this, my concubine has to ask the emperor. I only heard later that the emperor had placed several patrons from Bailong City in the West Wing, but the concubine gave Miss Xie a room In the East Chamber."

"East Chamber?"

"Just don't hurt me in Lei."

"..."

Zhu Feng understood immediately.

Lazily smiled and said, "You have to decide."

Nan Yandao: "If the negotiation goes well this time and you can go back earlier, after returning to the capital, the emperor will not arrange for him for the time being. Let him sit idle for a while."

At this time, the time has passed.

Originally, Zhu Feng was a little sleepy when he came back. Now that he has been talking for so long, his tiredness is more like a tide, almost swallowing him. He yawned, half-squinted and said, "Listen to you."

"..."

"He also did a good job this time. After returning, it is time for him to rest."

"..."

"Furthermore, he still lives in the row house behind Beizhen Fusi. This time he has done a good job. I will reward him with a house. If there is nothing major in the capital, I will let him do it himself."

"..."

"Of course, it depends on whether Miss Xie can seize the opportunity."

Nan Yan laughed, and seeing that Zhu Feng was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, he said: "Okay, don't say anything about the emperor, let's go to sleep, there will be more things tomorrow."

"Ok."

Zhu Feng squinted his eyes, waved his hand, and fanned out the candlestick beside the bed. The room was plunged into darkness immediately. He put Nan Yan in his arms, and the two of them fell asleep deeply.

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The two people here have gone to sleep, but the person they were talking about is still sitting under a faint candlelight, staring at the things in their hands.

That thing was the veil that coaxed Xue Huaien to show his feet.

On it, there were densely written words that he could not understand at all.

Kuo's text.

However, even if you don’t understand it, it doesn’t prevent Li Buhuo from taking out this handkerchief from time to time. Go to sleep.

Beneath the Chinese characters, fingertips can clearly feel the dense threads of warp and weft woven into a handkerchief, horizontally, vertically, twisting and twisting.

It seems to be entangled in people's hearts.

Silk is horizontal and silk is vertical.

It's just that such things can't be known.

He even remembered that when Nan Yan faced him, even if he pretended to be calm, as if nothing had happened, as long as he approached her, as long as he touched her, her face and eyes Showed a look of fear.

"why……"

In the night, his hoarse voice asked side by side: "Why are you afraid of me?"