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

lowly? Yes, humble!

When these two words popped up in his mind, he glanced at Sinan Yan again and sneered in his heart.

Feeling his gaze, Nan Yan felt a little bit of chill for some reason, and she was even immersed in the bone marrow. She couldn't help but shudder.

Zhu Feng looked away coldly.

Although there are no such ministers of civil and military affairs, he actually has too much to do, or to deploy, after he has just won Jinling. After a lot of busy work, it is already setting sun outside.

Ye Xu also came back to deal with the business, and finished all the things he explained before.

Nan Yan was a little worried. After closing the city gate, he would really kill the civil and military officials in the city. Thinking of this, he looked at him nervously.

But seeing Zhu Feng closing the paperwork in his hand, he got up and left the Canopy Hall.

Nan Yan nervously followed him back to the Wuying Hall, and saw that supper had already been set up here. It was a table of simple coarse tea and light rice. Only a plate of braised pork was meat dishes. It didn't look exquisite, only the original taste of the food.

However, as soon as he smelled this, Nan Yan knew in his heart that King Yan would not kill anyone for the time being.

Because when people eat, it is the most harmless time.

She and Ye Hao stood by to serve, watching Zhu Feng eat up the simple meals, even the soup at the bottom of the plate.

This prince... is really not particular about it.

After he had dinner, Ye Xun said to Nan Yan, "Miss Si, you should go back to dinner first, and come back after dinner."

"come?"

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise-didn't he already let himself go back at this time yesterday? What are you doing here again tonight?

Ye Yu said with a smile: "Miss Si, I went to night for the prince last night. You can't let me stay for two days."

"Last night?"

Only then did Sinanyan remember that it was the emperor, as well as the maidens of the harem, who slept at night and were served at night. As for King Yan, he was of course no exception.

but--

She hesitated: "I, I won't."

"Oh, what's the problem last night? Just take a small stool and sit there and take a nap."

Seeing Nan Yan looking at him hesitantly, Ye Wei rolled his eyes and leaned into her ear and said, "Just don't get close to the prince's bed. You know that our prince was born in the army, so he kills in his dreams!"

"what?!"

Nan Yan was so scared that her face turned pale suddenly: "Really?"

Seeing her frightened like this, Ye Wei chuckled and said immediately: "It's funny."

"..."

"Our prince doesn't have so many things, don't worry."

"..."

"Actually, although there are many people in the palace right now, although going to the night is simple, it can't be left to anyone. The prince only wants you and me to come and believe you."

"..."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhu Feng. He was standing at the other end of the hall, with broad shoulders and a thin waist. There was no sense of romance in this posture, but rather like a tall pine and cypress.

He, believe in yourself?

Ye Yu yawned, covering his mouth with his hand, and then said, "Miss Si, hurry up and eat. Come here after dinner. You see, I have been running for most of the day today, but I really can't afford it."

Ye Wei was a few years younger than Nan Yan, his skin was smooth, and there was some femininity in his handsome appearance, probably because he was young, and he would inevitably be a little bit coquettish when speaking like this.

It only takes a day or two to get along, so I'm so familiar.

Nan Yan couldn't, and could only say: "Well, then, all right."

She hurried back to eat something, then changed her clothes before coming over, and she saw the gate of Wuying Hall was hidden and only dim light was reflected on the windows.

Standing at the door, she hesitated again.