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

"Manny..."

After waiting for a long time at the entrance of Yanxi Palace, when the food in the food box was cold, Xiao Shunzi could only turn around and walk to Nan Yan who was resting in the side hall, and said softly: "The emperor still refuses to eat."

"..."

Nan Yan looked up at him, then looked out the window.

The night is deep.

From afar, you can see a palace in the distance that is brightly lit, illuminating half of the sky, and there are several feast halls.

Xinqing’s mourning hall was set there. After her death, Zhu Feng sealed her as an imperial concubine and gave her a golden book and treasure. Although the concubines in the palace were jealous, at this time, none of them criticized such a seal. People have gone to a few banquet halls to keep the spirits.

Only Zhu Feng did not go.

He has been staying in Concubine Shun's room with the doors and windows closed, and everyone can barely see from the outside that there is a faint candle burning inside.

And that little light added a bit of sadness to such a night.

The people who served were all guarding outside the door, trying to persuade, but no one could speak, Zhu Feng never came out, and even didn't eat tea or rice.

Nan Yan also understood that he couldn't bear it in his heart.

For him, Xinqing is not only a concubine, but a woman, but more importantly, this woman has accompanied him for all the years since he can remember. Her departure is like abruptly poaching a piece of his life. Got.

The pain of separation of flesh and blood is actually experienced by everyone.

But when everyone experienced it, it was painful.

No one is qualified to ask others to be strong at this time, even if this person is Zhu Feng, so Nan Yan did not try to dissuade him. He wanted to stay quietly in Xinqing's room, and she let him do the same.

However, if he drags on like this, his body will really not be able to stand it.

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said, "Take the things down, and let the imperial dining room send some more hot soup over, and this palace will go there in person."

"Yes."

Xiao Shunzi immediately turned around and went down.

Nan Yan looked at his back, and just sighed, Ruoshui's voice rang behind him.

"Manny, you should have something to eat too."

Nan Yan looked back and saw Ruoshui holding a bowl in her hand. It was the hot soup that she had just served. She probably knew that she couldn't eat too much, so she scooped up a little rice and soaked in it, just trying to coax herself to drink Soup, somehow eat a few grains of rice in.

Although Nan Yan had no appetite, at this time, he obediently took the bowl.

Xili snored, but even eaten it.

Ruo Shui was overjoyed and said softly: "I want to eat more cakes, Niang."

Nan Yan took the handkerchief she offered and wiped her mouth, shook her head and said, "I can't eat too many of them."

"..."

"At this time, my palace can only support it, don't fall down."

"..."

"The eventful autumn, the eventful autumn..."

Ruo Shui sighed lightly when he heard this.

She made a cup of ginseng tea for Nan Yan again and put it on hand. At this moment, listening to Fu walked in from outside, Nan Yan immediately asked, "Has the person who picked up King Wei come back?"

Tingfu shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Nan Yan couldn't help frowning: "Why haven't you come back?"

Logically speaking, it should have been back.

Listening to Fu said: "Maybe there were too many people who followed His Highness out of the city. There were too many people on the road. Those who followed should be cautious. Don't worry, Madam, there are a lot of people around His Highness King Wei. ."

Nan Yan thought about it, that's right.

I was too impatient.

Only at this time, she knew in her heart that she just didn't want any more accidents.

Not only Zhu Feng couldn't accept it, but she really couldn't accept it.

She thought for a while, and then said: "According to this palace, let them send more staff to the official road to meet His Royal Highness Wei Wang. No matter what, after the city gate was opened before, some dirty things in the city followed. They affect the safety of His Royal Highness."

Listening to the blessing: "The servant girl understands, the servant girl will do it immediately."

After saying a salute, he turned and left.

After a while, Xiao Shunzi brought the hot soup and rice prepared by the imperial dining room. Nan Yan took it and walked outside the house. Yu Gong Gongyi was guarding there with a worried expression. When Nan Yan came over, he stretched out his hand. He was about to push the door, and he whispered: "Manny, don't you want to report it?"

"No,"

Nan Yan shook his head and said, "Daddy Yu, go and rest, too. You are too old and can't afford it."

The jade grandfather's eyes were red, and he said: "The slave and maid will not rest. The slave and maid will go to a few feast halls to guard the imperial concubine.

Nan Yan sighed lightly and said, "Father-in-law also pay attention to his body."

"The slave and maid understand, thank you, Niang Niang."

"Go ahead."

So, Grandpa Yu bowed to her and turned back.

When everyone around him retreated to both sides, Nan Yan turned around, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

The candlelight in the room was swayed twice by the wind that suddenly came in from outside and went out.

Fortunately, Nan Yan has already seen Zhu Feng.

He was sitting at the table with the box that Xinqing took out before her death on the table. He didn't even move the orientation of it. It can be seen that Zhu Feng has never touched the box.

He just sat quietly.

In the dim light, Nan Yan looked at his eyes, darker than the night.

But it is more empty than the night.

Someone pushed the door directly in without saying a word, and not only did he not reprimand, he didn't even move his eyelashes.

Nan Yan knew that he was a little empty.

When people are in the most sorrowful times, if they don’t give up on themselves, perhaps those who are a little weaker will really be crushed by great grief, and Zhu Feng knows that he cannot collapse. He is not only for Xinqing, but only for Zhu Feng of Sinanyan , He is the emperor of Yan country.

He was in a coma for only a few days, and Gyeonggi suffered such fighting.

If he really...

No one dared to imagine what the world would be like.

Therefore, he has to hold on.

He knew this, and Nan Yan understood it better.

So, she didn't say anything, walked in and put the food box on the table, took out the steaming bowl of rice soup that exuded a strong fragrance, and whispered: "The emperor, eat something first."

"..."

"Eat some food, hold on and don't break down, the concubine will still go out, leaving this place for the emperor and sister Xinqing."

"..."

Zhu Feng's body shook slightly.

Under the dim light, it gave people a feeling that Yushan was about to collapse. He slowly raised his head, and his dark pupils looked at Nan Yan quietly for a while.

Nan Yan said softly: "The emperor eat a little, even a little?"

With that, she took a spoon and took it to Zhu Feng's mouth.

But Zhu Feng did not eat immediately.

Instead, he looked at her for a while and asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you eaten anything?"