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

The wind and rain outside, I don't know when it stopped.

The cloud and rain in the house did not know when it stopped, but when it finally stopped, Nan Yan's heartbeat seemed to be not his own.

She opened her mouth, gasping desperately, and Zhu Feng's big hands stroked her sweaty body, shaking like an electric shock.

Zhu Feng's breathing is also heavy and hot.

Both of them seemed to be caught from the water, sweat condensed in their hair, he leaned his face against Nan Yan's chest, listening to her heartbeat like a drum, almost synchronized with his own.

Nan Yan also stretched out his hand and stroked him gently.

"emperor……"

She gasped and asked softly, "Your injury—"

"I'm fine."

Nan Yan seemed to be unable to believe it completely. She lowered her head and reached out to touch Zhu Feng’s chest. Although the room was pitch black and only barely able to see the figures of the two people, her slender fingers immediately found him. The bulge on the heart.

It is a scar after a knife wound and a scab.

Nan Yan touched it carefully for a long time, and confirmed that the slippery thing was only sweat and the wound had not cracked, so that he was completely relieved.

About to withdraw his hand, but Zhu Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed her.

Pressed on his heart again.

"Ok?"

Nan Yan looked down at him in surprise. Naturally, he couldn't see the expression on his face. He could only barely see Zhu Feng's eyes in the darkness where his fingers could not be seen. Zhu Feng's eyes were particularly bright, and he was looking at her scorchingly.

"The emperor...what's wrong?"

She asked softly.

Zhu Feng didn't say anything. He just pressed her hand on the back of her hand and pressed hard against her heart. Nan Yan's palm could not only feel his chest rise and fall with the rapid breathing, but also feel under his chest. , The deeply buried heart, beating again and again.

Such a close distance, like that heart, is placed in the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, Nan Yan seemed to understand something.

She whispered: "The emperor, are you going to give this to your concubine? This heart, the emperor is going to give it to your concubine?"

"..."

Zhu Feng still did not speak.

But his hand is harder.

Nan Yan understood.

She smiled and hugged him tightly with her other hand, as if she was about to merge his hot body into her own body, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let go."

Zhu Feng still did not speak.

But Nan Yan could feel a bit of warmth flowing from his face and dripping onto her body, but soon, in the hot embrace of the two people, it turned into a touch of silent warmth. Meaning, into the blood, it is difficult to separate.

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When Nan Yan opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

But the other side of the bed was empty.

Nan Yan subconsciously reached out and touched the empty bed. It seemed that there was still a little warmth remaining, but he was the only one left in the room.

Zhu Feng has already left.

Nan Yan lay there blankly, as if reminiscing about what happened last night, and as if waiting for her weak limbs to gather strength again, but after a long time, she still didn't have the strength to stand up, but felt a little itchy in her throat. It's still a little painful.

He yelled softly: "Come on..."

As soon as he yelled, he coughed uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Aunt Tongyun had been waiting outside for a long time. When she heard her voice, she pushed the door and pushed Nan Yan to her side. She hurriedly came forward to help her sit on the bedside and took two soft The soft cushion is behind her.

Said: "What do you want?"

"water……"

"Yes."

Aunt Tongyun hurriedly brought a cup of hot tea. Nan Yan drank several sips, and finally moisturized her throat, but her throat was still a little uncomfortable. She was afraid that she might catch a cold from the rain last night.

She didn't have time to say this, and only asked: "Where is the emperor?"

Aunt Tongyun took the cup and whispered softly: "I have been walking for a while, and I went to the morning."

"Why don't you wake up my palace?"

"The emperor told me before he left, saying that the empress was tired last night, let her rest for a while."

Having said this, Aunt Tongyun blushed and looked at her with a smile.

Nan Yan couldn't help but coughed slightly.

However, as a concubine, this kind of thing is not shameful, she goes to bed too much, if she wants to blush, she won't be this time.

He took another cup and took a sip.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "How was Lenggong's place last night?"

Aunt Tongyun glanced back and made sure that there were no people waiting outside the door, and then whispered: "Ms. Qin... has died. The corpse was transported out of the palace overnight and was handled by Grandpa Yu. Now, the door of the cold palace is also locked. Get up, no one is allowed to enter or leave."

Nan Yan nodded slightly.

That Madam Su had some contacts with the concubine Qin at the time, and Qin Ruolan’s relationship with Concubine Qin kept her taking care of Qin Ruolan. Otherwise, a criminal woman in a cold palace would not be able to live so comfortably. .

So this matter has to be taken care of.

Now, there are really not many people left in the Yanwang Mansion. It is almost impossible for Zhu Chengxuan to know his life experience anymore. The only thing he has to do is to bury the matter again, and finally, completely in the uproar of time. Fade away.

"Hey……"

Nan Yan couldn't help but sighed lightly.

Aunt Tongyun looked at her, and whispered softly, "What do you do with your sigh?"

"It's nothing, just feel, feel..."

Nan Yan thought upset for a long time before whispering softly: "It's a little uncomfortable."

Aunt Tongyun looked at her quietly for a while.

She can be regarded as an old man who has been following her since Nanyan entered the palace. She knows more about some past events and Qin Ruolan than others.

He whispered softly: "Niang Niang, it's over when it's over."

"..."

"The emperor has forgotten it. If the empress does not forget, isn't it a bit hypocritical?"

"..."

"Since people can let others go, they should let themselves go."

Hearing what she said, Nan Yan thought for a while, but also relieved, and smiled: "You are right, this palace can let others go, so why not let yourself be alone. I should feel more sorry for myself. "

Aunt Tongyun nodded.

At this moment, Tingfu walked to the door and said in a low voice with a little eagerness: "Manny!"

Listening to his tone, it seemed that something had happened.

Nan Yan asked Aunt Tongyun to take a dress and put it on, and then let him in. Tingfu lowered his head and walked in quickly, kneeling some distance from the bed, kowtow to please.

Nan Yan said: "What's the matter, you come here in such a hurry."

Tingfu lowered her head and said: "Manny, face up this morning, and the emperor officially announced that His Royal Highness Wei Wang will be the crown prince!"