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

Zhu Feng said: "Why, do you have something to ask me?"

South flue: "Yes."

"What are you asking?"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't ask immediately, but looked at Zhu Feng's eyes for a while, and then asked, "The emperor went to try that Long Tingyun, right?"

"..."

The atmosphere in Yonghe Palace seemed to be another meal.

Zhu Feng looked at Nan Yan. Although the expression on his face did not change, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.

He said: "Why, you keep people staring at me?"

Nan Yan immediately said: "The concubine is not for anything else, but-the emperor's injury is not healed. The concubine is worried about the emperor and does not care about his dragon body, so let people pay more attention to the emperor's side."

Zhu Feng said: "You, let's converge a little."

"..."

"When I was in a coma, at any rate, I could still say that you were presiding over the overall situation, and I can ignore what those officials said; now, I have woken up and you are still showing such behavior. It’s not like letting people talk about you. ?"

Nan Yan pouted: "Concubine knows."

Although she also knew that Zhu Feng didn't like those officials, but the speaker was not guilty. This was a rule set by the emperor, and it could indeed help Baiguan supervise the emperor's words and deeds. It's just that these people's eyes are too sharp, and Nan Yan has had his head again due to recent events, and many things have been exposed to them. Naturally, these people are just like her.

If you let them hold the handle again, the imperial concubine monitors the emperor's whereabouts——

That's really enough for her to drink a pot.

She could only decide secretly, and after coming down to say hello to Tingfu and the others, she didn't have to stare at Zhu Feng every day.

Although, she is really worried about his injuries.

Nan Yan asked again, "Then, did the emperor go to trial Long Tingyun?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

Said: "Yeah."

Nan Yan immediately shifted his sitting posture and turned to him: "Then, how? Has something been examined?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her again.

Then said: "Yeah."

"..."

Nan Yan blinked.

She felt that when she mentioned the interrogation of Long Tingyun and the results of the interrogation, Zhu Feng's mood seemed a bit wrong. Although he was not unhappy, he always looked at himself with a complicated look, which felt a little strange.

Nan Yan whispered: "The emperor, what's the matter?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, as if thinking for a long time, and then said, "Don't ask about this matter."

"..."

"I will handle it."

Nan Yan frowned.

You know, Zhu Feng took her to visit Shazhouwei before, and she also knew the whole story about the extermination of the sand bandits in Hot Moon Bend. As for the Dixian Club, Zhu Feng also told her from the beginning. , Even, in some leisure time, he even talked to himself about some things in the court, and taught himself how to deal with it.

If she was a prince, she even had reason to believe that Zhu Feng would want to make her a prince.

Zhu Feng, never shy away from talking about government affairs in front of her.

Even, the words "the harem can't do politics" are nothing to him. He has always guided himself to learn how to deal with government affairs.

But why, she knew all the way about Long Tingyun, but finally she finally caught this person and tried some results, but Zhu Feng didn't tell her?

Nan Yan frowned slightly: "What is it, can't my concubine know?"

"..."

"Or--"

Having said this, Nan Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

In a complicated tone: "The emperor doesn't even believe in concubines?"

Zhu Feng looked up at her for a while, but didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he raised his hand. It was just that because of the injury on his chest, sitting like this, just raising his hand, he pulled the wound and his hand was also Can only be carried halfway.

Nan Yan knew it, and stretched out his hand.

Then, he was held at his fingertips.

As in the past, his hands were still warm and rough. When his fingertips were pinched in his hands and gently kneaded, there was an indescribable feeling, as if they were comforted from fingertips to heart.

Zhu Feng said: "Don't think about it."

"..."

"I don't believe you--the only one I can believe is you."

"that--"

"This matter, I want to solve it alone."

Although he said this in a very light tone, his eyes were very solemn, and even for a moment, Nan Yan had an illusion, as if she had seen the long one with a drop of blood when she first met. The sword, rushed into Jinling City, rushed into the palace, rushed into the Bloodthirsty Yan King of Jiaotai Temple.

In his heart, who did he think of?

Nan Yan thought for a while, then didn't speak, only held his hand backhand.

He whispered: "What the emperor wants to do, just do it, the concubine will always be here."

"..."

"The only thing the concubine worries about is the emperor's dragon body and the emperor's safety."

"..."

"No matter what, if the emperor can pay more attention to himself, the concubine will be relieved. Others, the concubine will listen to the emperor."

Hearing her say so, Zhu Feng nodded gently.

As if talking to himself, he muttered: "Don't worry."

"..."

"If I can beat him once, I can beat him a second time."

Hearing these words, Nan Yan's fingertips trembled slightly.

But she just lowered her eyelids calmly, her long eyelashes concealing the gleam of light in her eyes.

The two sat quietly for a while. The sun outside moved slowly, and the sun moved from the ground to Zhu Feng's feet. He looked down and said, "Okay, there is nothing wrong here. I'm going The cabinet has discussed with them."

Nan Yan also retracted his hand, got up and walked with him to the door.

Asked: "Does the emperor come over for lunch at noon?"

Zhu Feng shook his head.

"What about the evening?"

Zhu Feng looked back at her and said, "I won't be here in these two days."

South flue: "Oh."

She seemed to be a little lost, and as if thinking about something, she lowered her head.

Zhu Feng looked at her somewhat sharpened chin. She had nurtured a little bit of meat a few days ago. All this time was spent. Even though she was given a good rest for these two days, her vitality and spirit were not for a while. Can make it up.

Zhu Feng said: "You have a good meal and a good rest."

"Yes."

After thinking about it, Zhu Feng continued: "There is one more thing."

Nanyan Road: "What else does the emperor have to order?"

Zhu Feng said: "Jing Yixuan, don't move."

"..."

Nan Yan's heart jumped slightly.

Zhu Feng continued: "It's nothing serious, don't call people over to reprimand."

Nan Yan looked up at him and said softly: "The emperor said, shouldn't the concubine scold Yao Guiren?"