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

Nan Yan said: "Then, the emperor wants to'let' that father be?"

Zhu Feng looked at her with interest and said, "How do you know that I want to'release' people?"

South Yandao: "Didn’t the emperor say that, I want to find out where these people from the Eastern Chastisement Department supplemented food, grass and water, but these people cannot tell us in vain. There is only one way. Let the tiger go back to the mountain."

"..."

"Isn't that just trying to find a way to release people."

Zhu Feng smiled and poked her head: "Well, there is progress."

Nan Yan immediately raised her chin triumphantly, but immediately after that, Zhu Feng broke her with another pot of cold water: "But it's too little to grow."

"what?"

Zhu Feng ignited her, but ignored her, turned his head and looked outside: "Where is Cheng Jun?"

Nan Yan wanted to be angry and not speak, but after all he couldn't help it, and said: "When I came here, I was crazy, with Wen Bieyu running up and down. I was still asking where the stables are, and my concubine looks at him. I want to ride out on horseback, but it’s not quite peaceful here recently, maybe. Let them rest in the yard next door first."

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "Where is it so uneasy? After finally coming here, shouldn't he let him go for a run."

"The emperor's heart is really great, what if you run into a member of the Eastern Chastisement Department?"

"They? Haven't the courage to get so close to Han Dongwei."

As Zhu Feng said, he slowly lay on his back on the couch, squinting his eyes and watching the sky outside for a while. It was already late when they arrived. At this time, the setting sun was about to set. Zhu Feng was about to close his eyes and rest. After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps outside. He immediately opened his eyes and saw Zhu Chengjun, who was tanned and red, ran in from outside, sweating all over his face.

He finally stopped when he ran to the couch, and said breathlessly, "Worship the father and the mother concubine."

Nan Yan frowned: "As soon as you let you out, you really ran away? Didn't you say anything before you came in?"

Zhu Chengjun stuck out his tongue.

But Zhu Feng stretched out his hands and propped his head, smiling at him: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Chengjun opened his eyes wide and looked at him hopefully: "Didn't the emperor say before he came, he wants to bring his sons and ministers to ride a horse here? When shall we go?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "It's getting dark, so I won't go today."

When Zhu Chengjun heard this, he immediately lowered his head in disappointment.

If he has ears on his head, he might even droop his ears at this time.

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "Tomorrow, I will take you tomorrow. And tomorrow I will let them choose the best horse for you. The horses here are all transported from the Western Regions, which is better than you see in the capital. The horse that arrives is better."

"really?"

Zhu Chengjun's eyes lit up immediately.

Zhu Feng smiled and said: "You have no jokes. So you go back tonight, eat well, sleep well, don't make trouble, you will have strength tomorrow, otherwise, I will keep you tomorrow only for being thrown off by a horse and breaking your leg!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Chengjun immediately said, "I understand!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran out.

Nan Yan looked at him coming and going like the wind, couldn't help but frown and shook his head. After thinking about it, he asked, "Isn't the emperor still having to deal with those prisoners? There is still time to take him there. horse riding?"

Zhu Feng stretched his arms and put them under his head without speaking.

Nan Yan continued to nag: "I have been in the carriage these months, and my bones are hurting. Wouldn't the emperor take advantage of this time to take a good rest and take him on horseback?"

Although she didn't want to say, Zhu Feng is no longer a young man after all, and sometimes she is also deliberately taking care of him.

After years of battle, the old wounds on his body have already appeared.

Zhu Feng squinted his eyes while lying on the couch, and smiled: "This is the love between father and son."

"..."

"I, the father, can't give it to him, don't he even take him if he wants to ride a horse?"

"Father and son love?"

Nan Yan frowned slightly, wondering why he made such words inexplicably. You know, what kind of affection does he have for Zhu Chengjun? If he didn't persuade him, he even wanted to give this child the position of prince, what else could he say?

Moreover, looking at the presence of such an old **** like him, I don't know what he is doing.

However, after all the trek, they were indeed a little tired. When some light meals were delivered to the kitchen, she went to bed early to rest after serving Zhu Feng for dinner.

This night, the captain's mansion was naturally quiet, but on the prison side, the sound of torture continued all night.

It was not until dawn that the heavy iron gate was opened.

To facilitate the torture, Chen Zixiao had ordered all the prisoners this time to be transferred to the cell on the other side the day before, with two people in one room. The son named Agula kept on the fence, listening to the sound of footsteps outside. I wish I could get my whole body out of the gap in the fence. After a while, I saw two jailers dragging his father towards Lu.

When he left, Chao Lu still had only some traumas from the fierce fighting, but this time he came back, his whole person no longer looks like a human, his clothes were shredded by a whip mixed with iron nails, and his skin was spattered. There was even a red blood stain on the ground, which made people terrified.

"father!"

Agula yelled, and the two jailers opened the door blankly, threw Chaolu in like a dead dog, and immediately closed the door again.

"father!"

Agula hugged his father, Chaolu's face was also full of scars, blood flowed down his chin, and all his clothes were dyed red.

Agoura's eyes were also red.

At this time, Chao Lu let out a weak sigh: "Agula..."

"father!"

Agula yelled and hugged him tightly: "How are you, father?"

Chao Lu reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at him, and saw that his son was still safe and sound, as if he had been comforted, his mouth with several blood gaps opened up a little smile, and then he said, "It's okay if you are fine. "

Agula said with red eyes: "We have fallen to this point, and we will only die once."

"..."

Chaolu didn't speak, but closed his eyes, as if he was accumulating strength.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and there was even a slight look in his eyes, and said, "That's not necessarily true. It doesn't matter if I die, but you must go out alive."

Agula looked at him in surprise: "How can we go out alive like this?"

Chao Lu split his mouth and smiled.

Then, he raised his hand that was already soft like an empty sack, and loosened his tightly clenched fist, revealing a sharp spike in his palm full of scars and blood.