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

"emperor!"

Nan Yan let out an almost stern cry, rushed up and hugged his body, Zhu Feng's tall body shook, and the **** arm bow in his hand fell.

Although he still tried his best to cover up, when the blood on his chest was bleeding, he couldn't hide it.

As soon as he hugged him, Nan Yan froze.

His body is so cold.

The temperature she is most familiar with is his body temperature. No matter what kind of weather it is, even if it is cold, even if there is heavy snow, even if she is cold with hands and feet, but as long as she leans into his arms and is surrounded by that familiar body temperature, what Such cold will be easily dispelled.

But now, it is him who is cold.

"emperor……"

Nan Yan looked up at him, saw Zhu Feng lowered his head and only glanced at her. His pale lips closed slightly, thinking about something to say, and it seemed to evoke an arc that seemed to be a smile.

Then he shook his whole body, as if to fall on his back.

"emperor!"

At this moment, all the people around rushed up, guarding him with various hands. Nan Yan's two hands were still around his thin waist, and he forgot to let go. It wasn't until the imperial physician Wang Baizhi who followed him instructed everyone to hurriedly protect the emperor's upper and lower tiers, only to realize that he was still being used by the imperial concubine. Clamp with both hands.

Hurriedly said: "Niang Niang, you let go first, let the Weichen stop bleeding for the emperor!"

"...!"

Nan Yan shuddered, then let go of his hands.

Everyone hurriedly carried Zhu Feng down the tower, and Nan Yan followed closely, only to see a carriage parked under the tower.

Not only Xiao Shunzi, but also Father Yu followed, standing by the carriage.

As soon as he saw the emperor being surrounded by the crowd, Father Yu's face turned pale. He stamped his foot, and hurriedly brought a few confidant eunuchs forward, then Zhu Feng, cautiously sent back to the carriage.

Nan Yan also hurriedly followed.

Grandpa Yu shouted: "Go back to the palace, go back to the palace immediately!"

At this moment, Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes again.

Nan Yan sat beside him, and when he saw him open his eyes, he immediately said, "The emperor, what do you want?"

"..."

Zhu Feng looked at her, but did not speak, but tried to raise his head with great effort. Nan Yan hurriedly reached out to support his neck, and he said solemnly to Luo Qi, who was standing outside the carriage, "Let your people, Come back quickly and be prepared for the Chinese people to come back."

"...!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qitong gasped.

Just now, he was indeed a little dizzy for the victory of the **** battle of the night. When he saw the emperor's injury, he was so scared that he really couldn't take care of it.

Unexpectedly, the emperor could still remember this time.

He hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the emperor will definitely stick to Peking City in the end."

"..."

After Zhu Feng said these words, it seemed that he had no strength to say anything, and he didn't even reply, but he slowly closed his eyes.

Wang Baizhi pleaded guilty and jumped directly into the carriage.

Just this morning, in the closed Yonghe Palace, His Majesty suddenly woke up. This is the only and the greatest good news these days.

However, when the emperor woke up, the first sentence was asking about the situation in the city.

He probably also knew that his coma would surely bring a huge crisis to Beiping City.

The second sentence is to ask the concubine.

Even if Wang Baizhi concentrates on medical skills and doesn’t care about the affair of his children, he still understands the relationship between the emperor and the imperial concubine. When the emperor opened his eyes and did not see the imperial concubine by his side for the first time, then This kind of faint loneliness, he also understands.

Therefore, he immediately reported the outside matter.

Although he said slowly, I was afraid that he would be shocked to his majesty, who was just awake and had not healed from his injuries. However, the phrase "the imperial concubine personally supervises the war", based on his many years of experience in the war, Zhu Feng has already judged that he is present. situation.

It can be said that the soldiers are in danger of survival.

So he got up.

When everyone thought that he should never move, he actually got up, and put on a normal clothes, and ordered that he be sent to the gate of the fierce battle immediately.

Grandpa Yu and Xiao Shunzi knelt and begged for a long time, and they couldn't stop your majesty's persistence. There was no other way but to let Wang Baizhi take all the medicine to protect him. Everyone below was extremely nervous.

His Majesty was assassinated before, and they had put their heads on their trousers.

This time, if there is another accident—

Wang Baizhi knew that his nine tribes could not be kept.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty the emperor went up to the tower, and even more unexpectedly, the divine arm bow he prepared for people actually shot the emperor Sui with one arrow, but at the same time, his own chest injury broke again.

When Wang Baizhi cut his clothes, the blood had stained his entire chest.

Inside the carriage, it was full of blood.

"emperor……"

Nan Yan saw this scene, tears welled up again, but she didn't cry, she just grabbed Zhu Feng's hand firmly, and held it firmly in her palm, even if it hurt him.

At least he still feels.

As long as he still knows the pain.

She only wants him to stay by her side.

At this time, I don't know whether it was the pain caused by Wang Baizhi's dressing change, or the hand that Nan Yan was holding tightly. Zhu Feng frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

"emperor!"

"..."

Zhu Feng looked at the face that immediately came in front of him, his eyes were blood red, and tears poured out unconsciously, drop by drop, dripping on his face.

A smile appeared on Zhu Feng's bloodless face.

"scared?"

"emperor……"

"rest assured."

"..."

"I'm fine, I'm fine..."

With that said, although he supported him to the tower and wounded Munch with a magical arm bow, he had no strength left in his whole body, but he still subconsciously touched Nan Yan's finger with his rough thumb. tip.

Same as before.

The thick calluses on his hand, when he stroked Nan Yan's hand, it felt like the most gentle comfort in the world.

He murmured: "I'm fine..."

The carriage drove all the way, through the almost empty long street, and quickly returned to the palace. Although the usual tranquility and order have not been restored here, many people still came out to greet them, all of them carrying large dragons. The emperor returned to Yonghe Palace.

And Wang Baizhi finally stopped the blood for Zhu Feng.

He stood in front of the bed and watched the emperor lying on the bed. Although the blood had stopped, the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood. He shuddered a little, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don’t mess up anymore. Move, let alone be stimulated."

"..."

"Otherwise, the Weichen really-must apologize with death."