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

Xie Jiaojiao suddenly said: "If you think I lied to you, why do you save me?"

"..."

"Why don't you let them kill me? Or just let me fend for myself? Why do you want to keep me out?"

"..."

Li Bu hurt the tall figure standing at the door of the cell.

It was like a high mountain barrier, blocking the faint light outside.

I don't know how long he has been silent, he turned his face, and the handsome silhouette looked particularly cold in the dark light of the dungeon. He said: "Because she will be relieved only if you are there; only if I have a wife, she will let go of me."

"..."

"This is the meaning of your existence."

"..."

As Li Bushang finished speaking the last word, there was a deathly silence in the dungeon.

It seems that suddenly, someone's heart is broken.

Someone's life is exhausted.

I don't know how long it has passed, there was a burst of laughter in the dungeon, a burst of desperate and miserable laughter, although it was a laugh, it sounded like a person crying again.

But whether it was crying or laughing, after a while, the voice slowly lowered and finally calmed down.

The prison fell into dead silence again.

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In the evening, the setting sun blushed the entire palace.

Although it was only the last afterglow, it was still hot. Although they usually put ice trays in the palace, because of the emperor’s injuries, I was afraid that they would not be able to withstand the heat and the cold. So Nan Yan ordered people to pick a few buckets of well water and use them. The spoon poured in the yard.

The whole yard became wet and cool, finally letting everyone breathe.

At this moment, Nan Yan was sitting on the edge of the bed, personally took a fan, and gently fanned Zhu Feng who was sleeping on the bed. There was a person kneeling in front of her, telling the story of what happened in the prison today. Ten's report was reported to her.

After hearing the man's words, Nan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He whispered, "Xie Jiaojiao followed Master Li back?"

"Yes."

"How about her?"

"It's not really true to stay away, but it looks like it's been crying."

"... Where's the stone?"

"It has been disposed of by Master Li, and the body has also been disposed of."

"Ah, very good."

Nan Yan nodded and waved his hand: "Go down and receive the reward."

"Xie Niangniang."

The man got up and backed out.

Nan Yan was sitting by the bed, waving the fan in his hand, and she was just dreaming about Li Bushang and Xie Jiaojiao. In fact, until now, does Xie Jiaojiao know what Xie Jiaojiao did? Without participating, they still haven't figured it out, but Zhu Feng already meant to forgive Li for not hurting. Then Li Bushang asked to protect Xie Jiaojiao, and she could only agree.

After all, apart from other things, Xie Jiaojiao's heart for him should be true.

And Li does not hurt--

He could still want to keep Xie Jiaojiao at this time, and he wanted to come to her sincerely.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan let out a sigh of relief.

It was hot at this time, but she didn’t want to use someone else to take care of Zhu Feng. Even the fan was played by herself. After shaking the fan for a long time, she was already sweating and couldn’t help but slap her fan twice at her. under.

A cool breeze eased her tight nerves a bit.

In fact, these two days have been regarded as "good days" compared to before.

Without the Di Xianhui and the Kuo army's internal and external forces attacking Mount Tai, Luo Qitong stepped up the patrol of the nine gates outside. The scouts sent to listen to the news confirmed that all the Kuo army had withdrawn and had no intention of going south in the short term.

However, Fang Buyuan led the team to sweep Zhengjue Temple and completely eliminated this evil.

The personnel sent should be able to welcome King Wei back soon.

Of course, the most important thing is--

Zhu Feng woke up.

As long as he is well, it doesn't matter how tired she is.

At this time, she looked at the sky, and it was almost time for dinner, but Zhu Feng was still asleep. It was obvious that she had dealt with those things before and said so many things that consumed energy.

Nan Yan wondered if he should let him sleep a little longer.

Eating is also important.

Just when he was a little hesitant, there was a voice outside Yonghe Palace, as if someone was coming to report the matter.

Nan Yan frowned slightly.

In order for Zhu Feng to have a good rest, she has ordered the people in Yonghe Palace to act and do things quietly, not to mention loud noises, but the sound from outside will almost wake him up.

Nan Yan immediately put down the fan in his hand, got up and walked out.

"what happened?"

When she walked into the yard, she saw a few people around the door with a heavy and anxious expression. When she saw her walk out, everyone came forward: "The concubine."

When Nan Yan took a look, it was Yilan who walked in from the outside, a close-knit lady in Yanxi Palace taking care of Concubine Shun Qing.

She seemed to be holding a veil in her hand, and her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

She stepped forward and bowed to Nan Yan to salute: "The concubine empress!"

South Yandao: "Yilan? What are you doing here?"

Yilan said, "Manny... We heard that the emperor woke up, she, she wants to see the emperor."

Nan Yan immediately said: "The emperor is awake, but his injury is not healed, so he can't act for the time being. If Concubine Shun wants to see the emperor, let her come by herself. Other people, this palace will not let them come for the time being. , But it's a good thing for your mother to come over. You—"

She looked at Yilan's voice and said, "What's the matter? Why are you crying?"

In Yilan's eyes, tears rolled down.

She cried and said, "Niang, our mother, we can't come."

Nan Yan frowned: "What's the matter?"

While crying, Yilan trembled, and brought the veil in her hands to Nan Yan. Nan Yan looked down and was shocked.

It was a silk paw commonly used by concubines in the harem. Yilan held it. It was obviously used by concubine Shun.

And on that Sipa, it was all blood!

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide, looking at the dazzling bright red, and immediately raised his head to look at Yilan: "What's the matter? Why is there so much blood? Your mother, what happened to her?"

Yilan was already crying out of breath, sobbing and saying: "Our mother, we are going to die."

"what?!"

Nan Yan's head buzzed.

Before he could react, he heard a "click" from the room, like something fell on the ground. Nan Yan hurriedly turned around and ran back. I saw that Zhu Feng was awake at some point and was sitting on the bedside. The fan he had placed beside the bed was knocked to the ground by him.

At this moment, he was pale and looked at them in shock.

"emperor!"

Nan Yan hurriedly walked over to support him, while Zhu Feng stared at Yilan and said, "What did you just say?!"