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

It was not until it was dark that Zhu Feng came back from the back mountain. The clothes on his body were already wet with the night dew, and there was a little coolness all over his body.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a candle lit on the round table in the center of the room.

Nan Yan sat quietly in front of the lamp.

After giving birth to Cheng Jun, she has almost stopped wearing makeup except on important days. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes have indeed lost the lightness and spirit of a girl due to the erosion of the years, but they have a little more gentle style, especially when they are seen under the lamp. When she came to her, there was always a feeling of warmth pouring into her heart.

At this moment, Zhu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Hearing the voice, Nan Yan also turned his head, and when he saw him standing at the door, he immediately got up with a smile and walked over: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Feng then closed the door and walked in: "Why are you here?"

Nan Yan looked at him with wide eyes: "Why, the emperor doesn't want to see his concubine?"

Zhu Feng said: "Don't you only care about being close to Concubine Yi?"

Hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing, she reached out and grabbed his two hands and rubbed them in the palm of her hand. Zhu Feng's rough fingers also showed a bit of coolness, and she was warmed by her warm little hands. It jumped right into his heart.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "No matter how much you kiss, you won't be able to kiss the emperor."

"You!"

Zhu Feng took out a hand and poked her forehead, but couldn't help laughing, and led her back to the table to sit down.

Nan Yan looked at it, and the box he just brought over was not there.

It appears to have been opened.

But she didn't ask much. After Zhu Feng sat down, she immediately went to the door and ordered the outside to bring some food quickly. After Zhu Feng heard it, he frowned slightly and said, "I'm not hungry."

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

"Aren't you hungry? The emperor didn't eat a single rice this day, how could he not be hungry?"

Just as Zhu Feng was about to say something, she interrupted him fiercely: "Eat if you're not hungry!"

Zhu Feng blinked and looked at her, the gentle silhouette just under the lamp seemed to be just an illusion, but now he is facing a noble concubine who is so fierce that even the emperor dares to scold him, he just smiled and said: " Forget it, listen to you."

Nan Yan snorted and let him go.

In fact, the kitchen has been listening to the imperial concubine's orders to cook the food hot, and as soon as the emperor came back, he immediately brought everything up. Although Zhu Feng had no appetite, he found out that Nan Yan had been waiting for him here since he came back. After drinking a little soup, I regained some spirits.

He stretched, feeling that a big rock that had been pressing on his heart for so long seemed to have disappeared for no apparent reason.

When he turned his head, he saw Nan Yan sitting at the table with bright eyes looking at him.

Zhu Feng thought for a while, and said with a half-smile, "What do you want to ask me?"

Nan Yandao: "The concubine really has something to ask the emperor."

Zhu Feng also knew that some things could not be concealed from Nan Yan's eyes, but when he was about to put it down and brought it up again, he would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable. But still said: "What do you want to ask, just ask."

Nan Yan's eyes flickered, looked at it for a while, and then said, "What is the emperor going to do tomorrow?"

Zhu Feng was stunned: "Huh?"

Nan Yandao: "The emperor was only expected to stay in the Imperial Tombs for five days, then we should leave the day after tomorrow, so there is only one day left for tomorrow."

Zhu Feng is still a little bit lost.

He thought that Nan Yan would definitely ask about the wordless monument, the box, and some things that he didn't want to touch anymore.

Unexpectedly, she didn't mention a word.

Looking at Nan Yan's bright eyes again, his heart was as if all the dark clouds had been dispelled from the sky, and it was bright and cheerful for a while, and it was indescribably comfortable. He smiled and said, "What are you going to do?"

Nan Yandao: "It's rare for the emperor to bring peace of mind and Yongping out. He was bored in the house for the first two days, and he didn't care about them. No matter what, he will take them out to play tomorrow. The scenery here is so beautiful, it's good to take a walk and see together. OK."

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "Okay."

The next day, they got up early, and after Zhu Feng, his two concubines, and two daughters had breakfast together, they took them down a bluestone road from the side gate of the Imperial Mausoleum View. Nan Yan has been here several times, but he has never walked this road before. He only looks at the lush trees on both sides of the road, covering the sky and the sun, and he can't see anything.

He asked, "Where is the emperor taking us to?"

Zhu Feng walked forward with his hands behind his back and said, "You'll know when you go."

Saying that, he looked back at the four of them again.

Although they didn't have to dress fancy after leaving the palace, after all, they were going out with the emperor today. Nan Yan and Concubine Yi both wore bright dresses, and the two little princesses also dressed up in pink and jade. Two jade dolls, one big and one small, are the same.

And Zhu Feng looked at them like this, with a sly smile in his eyes, and said, "You dress so beautifully, hum."

After speaking, he turned his head mysteriously and continued to walk forward.

Nan Yan and Yi Fei couldn't help but look at each other.

They didn't know what Zhu Feng's smile just meant when they walked all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Master Shangshan led a kind of disciples and grandchildren on this Xingluo Lake. In addition to the grain, rice, and diesel that the imperial court sent here every year, many vegetables were grown by themselves. Just at the foot of the mountain on both sides of the Imperial Tombs Temple, not far from the river beach, dozens of acres of fields were opened up. When they walked down, some small Taoists were already cultivating here.

Concubine Yi's eyes widened: "The emperor wants the concubine to wait—"

Zhu Feng said: "You guys, you have been in the Gaomen compound since you were a child. Together with these two little ones, they are indifferent to each other. Today, they are also learning all kinds of fields. You know, no matter where people go, , the two feet are inseparable from the land, no matter how much delicacies of the mountains and seas are eaten, it is still necessary to shave the food from the ground.”

Concubine Yi wanted to cry without tears.

Zhu Fengruo said earlier that they could at least change into lighter clothes. Now, to let them wear such skirts to farm the land is clearly a whole person.

Nan Yan also muttered: "Why didn't the emperor say it earlier?"

Zhu Feng just smiled and did not speak.

They stood on the field ridge and watched the little Taoists use iron plows to open up the sturdy land. Some people followed behind to sow seeds, and some people poured fertilizer and water to cover the opened soil.

This is also the most common spring ploughing in the field.

Nan Yan looked at it, thought about it, and said, "Concubine remember, the days of spring ploughing are over, why did it start here?"

Zhu Feng said: "This winter is longer than in previous years. Especially in this place, the land was thawed last month. In order not to freeze the seeds, we can only plant them later."

After speaking, he said intentionally or unintentionally, "The Yue Kingdom should be similar to this place."