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

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?"

Nan Yan put the spoon back into the bowl to prevent the soup in it from getting cold so quickly. She said softly: "Don't worry, the emperor, the concubine has eaten."

"..."

"No matter what, nothing will happen to my concubine."

"That's good."

As soon as he spoke, Zhu Feng's voice was more hoarse than every word. At the end of the speech, it seemed that a blade had scratched the rock, which was very uncomfortable.

He said: "You have to be good."

Nan Yan's eyes burned, and he sobbed: "Don't worry, the emperor, there will be nothing wrong with my concubine."

"..."

"The concubine will always be with the emperor."

"..."

"It's just that the emperor has to take care of himself. Your voice is dumb. Drink some soup and moisturize it."

This time, Zhu Feng did not refuse. When Nan Yan fed him a spoonful of rice soup. After he drank it, he stretched out his hand to take the bowl, and when he raised his hand, Nan Yan immediately saw that his chest had been opened. A large swath of blood.

However, the blood dries up.

I'm afraid now, the wound is also stuck with the clothes.

Nan Yan watched him laboriously drinking the rice soup in the bowl one by one. Finally, the bowl saw the bottom. Nan Yan took the bowl and put it on the table, then squatted down, supporting his knees with both hands, softly Said: "The emperor, my concubine asks Wang Baizhi to come over to change the emperor's dressing and re-dress the wound, okay?"

"..."

"The concubine knows that the emperor doesn't want to see others, but just wants to stay here quietly."

"..."

"But, the concubine can't ignore the emperor's injuries."

"..."

"After dealing with this injury, the concubine will take them all away, and none of them will come in and quarrel with the emperor, okay?"

She said this as if she was pleading.

But, she never asked for herself.

Zhu Feng looked down at her. The two of them have been together for so many years. Naturally, they have been closer than they are now. However, he still feels that his heart is gradually warmed by the little girl in front of him. It seems that for so many years, his own This cold heart was softened by her bit by bit, and warmed by her.

I also live like a person.

He looked at Nan Yan for a long time, and then said, "Let Wang Baizhi come over."

"..."

"After changing the medicine, I...return to Yonghe Palace with you."

When Nan Yan heard this, his heart was released.

These words indicate that Zhu Feng only continued his grief here, no matter how uncomfortable his heart is, he would not allow himself to indulge for longer, at least physically, he could not give up on himself.

Nan Yan said instead, "The emperor, do you really want to leave here?"

"..."

In fact, at this time, she was more willing to spoil him.

Let him not face the outside affairs so quickly, let him continue to indulge in sorrow here, and feel sad.

As long as this can make him feel better.

Zhu Feng looked at her.

His lips pursed lightly, as if he was about to laugh, but his mood at this time really made him unable to hold even a smile arc. He only sighed slightly, and reached out to stroke Nan Yan's face.

Mutely said: "I'm fine."

Nan Yan hurriedly said: "Okay..."

She immediately ordered Wang Baizhi to come over, and the palace people re-lit the candlestick in the room and put down the bed nets. When they finally changed the medicine for Zhu Feng and re-wrapped the wound, Wang Baizhi walked away worriedly. come out.

Nan Yan immediately said, "Doctor Wang, how about the emperor's injury?"

"..."

Wang Baizhi was silent for a while, and said: "After returning to Yonghe Palace, the empress will serve the emperor and take a good rest."

"..."

"Hey, Weichen doesn't know what to say."

"..."

"Weichen is also very distressed about the concubine Shun's matter, but the emperor suffered this blow, not to mention that the wound opened again, but he is so worried and overthinking, which is not conducive to healing."

"..."

"Weichen, Weichen is really..."

Seeing him embarrassed, Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly: "Doctor Wang, do what you should do. My palace will take care of other things."

"..."

"Also, let's not underestimate the emperor."

"..."

"When it was so difficult in the past, the emperor could survive, not to mention just a little injury?"

"..."

"He will be fine. My palace, I won't let him be anything!"

In this world, probably few women dared to say such things as not to let the emperor have something to do. However, this empress was absolutely qualified. When she said this, her eyes were firm, even With a bit of cruelty, no one dared to doubt this sentence.

Wang Baizhi said immediately: "Weichen understands."

After he retired, Nan Yan walked into the inner room and saw Zhu Feng put on another white dress, which she ordered. In this way, any problems with the wound would be known to her at any time.

Nan Yan stepped forward and **** Zhu Feng's clothes himself.

Then he took his hand: "The emperor, go back."

"Ok."

Zhu Feng nodded and walked out of Yanxi Palace with her, but before stepping out the gate, Zhu Feng stopped again and looked back.

Of course Nan Yan knew that he was not so easy to forget.

Sadness is not so easy to get rid of.

However, when Zhu Feng looked back, she found that his gaze seemed to stop at the right hall of Yanxi Palace, then turned her head and led her out of Yanxi Palace.

The door slowly closed before their eyes.

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After returning to Yonghe Palace, Zhu Feng rested for one night, and the next day, his spirits improved slightly.

However, early in the morning, news came from Jing Yixuan.

In the morning, the people of Jingyixuan's palace got up to serve the two noble concubines, preparing to go to several feast halls to serve the noble concubine’s funeral. When they fetched water in the well, they found that there was a corpse inside. The gangster frightened and delirious palace lady Liuer.

Upon hearing this news, Nan Yan's brows wrinkled.

She said, "What did you say? Jumped into the well? Dead?"

Kneeling on the ground listening to the blessing said: "Yes."

"Who discovered it?"

"The little **** Xiao Lizi served by Jing Yixuan."

"When did the well jump?"

"After all, it should be last night."

"How could this happen? Didn't my palace let them look at this Liuer?"

"It was said that it was the funeral ceremony of the imperial concubine, and the two nobles took people to serve in the feast hall. There were not many people left by Jing Yixuan. Probably not paying attention, she just..."

"..."

Nan Yan's face sank.

Although this matter has been largely resolved, Pang Hu is dead, and there is no other clue to what is wrong in the palace. In fact, it can be regarded as a hundred, but the palace lady who witnessed everything was frightened and is still jumping into the well. Suicide made her feel a little uneasy.