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

Without waiting for Nan Yan to ask any more questions, he closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I have to go to Daci'en Temple tomorrow, go to bed earlier."

After saying this, Zhu Feng stopped talking.

Nan Yan was lying in his arms. Through the faint moonlight, he could see that his face was indeed a little tired. He recalled the thrilling scene on the boat today, although he still saved his two daughters at once. , but Nan Yan, who has been with him all the year round, can still feel that he is indeed not as agile as before.

But who can stay the same?

Even when she looked at herself in the mirror, she was no longer as youthful and beautiful as she was when she was a young girl. Sometimes after laughing, the lines on the corners of the mouth would take a long time to fade away. Aunt Tongyun also persuaded her not to be like this anymore. Laughing so recklessly as before.

But she just can't control herself, doesn't laugh, what's the fun in being alive?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan couldn't help but smile slightly.

When Zhu Feng heard her laughter, he didn't open his eyes, he just said in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Nan Yan immediately said, "I know."

After he finished speaking, he put a hand across his neck, closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.

Early the next morning, the two of them got up before dawn.

Although he was no longer disturbed by nightmares for a long time, Zhu Feng slept better when he was by Nan Yan's side. After a night's rest, he was obviously in better spirits than before. The breakfast from the imperial kitchen was as light as ever. He ate a little more.

Just after breakfast, Concubine Yi came over.

With red eyes, she told the emperor and concubine that although Princess Yongping's fever subsided a lot yesterday, her low-grade fever continued, and it did not improve after a whole night.

Zhu Feng specially took Nan Yan to take a look.

Xiao Yongping's cheeks were red, and although he was still awake, people were also dazed and not sober. When he opened his eyes and saw them, he could still shout, "Imperial Father... Niang Niang..."

Zhu Feng said: "Silly girl, she is the noble concubine."

Nan Yan was about to laugh angrily on the side, and said, "It's all this time, the emperor should not care about this."

Zhu Feng reached out and touched her face, but it wasn't very hot, but he still had a low-grade fever, so he turned his head and said to Concubine Yi, "You don't need to take her to Daci'en Temple today, you also stay in the palace and take good care of you. she."

Yi Fei said with red eyes, "Yes."

Nan Yan also said softly: "Every spring and summer, children are easy to get sick, and my sister doesn't have to worry too much, maybe she will be fine soon. You stay in the palace and take good care of Yongping, if anything happens Hurry up and send someone to tell this palace."

Concubine Yi said: "Concubine knows."

After that, Nan Yan followed Zhu Feng out of the palace and went to Daci'en Temple.

Xinping was with them, and she couldn't hold back when she was on the carriage. She was lying on the window and kept looking out. Nan Yan kept telling her to be calm, but she didn't listen.

Zhu Feng said: "You are still not obedient? Who almost fell off the boat yesterday, and made your sister scare sick?"

Hearing this, he immediately became honest.

Zhu Feng said with a sullen face again: "You are not allowed to run around when you arrive at the Daci'en Temple. If you continue to make trouble today, I will beat you!"

Xinping has always been held in the palm of his hand and loved, and he has never seen Zhu Feng get angry a few times. When he saw him like this, he was so quiet that he didn't dare to speak any more. He only slowly shrank to his mother's side, and Nan Yan whispered: " Did you hear that, now that you are old, you will be beaten if you are naughty!"

Heart flattened out tongue.

The carriage continued to move forward, and after more than half an hour, it arrived at Daci'en Temple.

Although there are many temples and Taoist temples in Yan Kingdom, most of them are built on some hills outside the city. Dacien Temple is a rare temple built in the city, and it is also a royal building. Many people come here on weekdays to offer incense and pray for blessings. Yes, but today because the emperor is coming, martial law was imposed on this street early.

When the emperor brought his concubine here, the whole street was empty, the gate of the monastery was open, and all the monks in the monastery stood on both sides of the gate to greet them.

"Amitabha."

Hearing the Buddha's call, a tall monk stepped forward and bowed his head to Zhu Feng and Nan Yan: "The poor monk pays respect to the emperor and the noble concubine."

This person is none other than Shikong, a monk from Dabao Temple who had helped Ran Xiaoyu and Princess Xinping when they were living in Changqing City.

Today, he is also the host of Daci'en Temple.

And beside him was a little novice, tall and thin, but with good looks.

He also followed Shi Kong to salute the emperor and concubine, but a pair of extraordinarily large eyes flickered towards Xinping.

Nan Yan suddenly recognized him: "You are, Mingxin, right?"

The little monk raised his head and smiled at Nan Yan: "The noble concubine."

Sure enough, it was the little monk Mingxin who was scrambling around the city with a basket on his back. At that time, he was just a meat dumpling. He hadn't seen him for ten years, and now he has grown into a teenager.

When Xinping heard this name, it seemed a little familiar, but some of it couldn't be remembered. She just blinked her big eyes and looked at the little monk Mingxin.

Zhu Feng also glanced at them, but there was no smile on his face, he only said lightly: "Go ahead and talk about it."

Everyone did not dare to neglect, and they all walked in.

Mingxin followed behind the big monk Shikong, and smiled at Xinping again.

A group of people followed behind Zhu Feng and walked into the tall and majestic Daci'en Temple. The heavy door was closed behind them. The inside was rebuilt after the catastrophe, and it was still the same as the first time I saw it. The appearance is the same, the temple is gorgeous, the Buddha statue is solemn, and the air is filled with a light sandalwood fragrance.

Zhu Feng walked in, took the imperial concubine and Princess Xinping to clean their hands and bowed to the Buddha.

After it was too late, Xiao Shunzi behind him stepped forward.

Going out early this morning, Nan Yan saw that Xiao Shunzi seemed to have something extra prepared, but she didn't ask much. Only at this time did she see that he was holding a tray in his hand, and the tray was covered with a bright yellow brocade .

The shape of the bulge inside is like a big seal.

Xiao Shunzi walked up to Zhu Feng and said softly, "Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Zhu Feng nodded, then turned to Nan Yan and said, "Take Xinping to the side hall to sit and drink tea first."

Nan Yan asked, "Where is the emperor going?"

Zhu Feng said: "I will go to the Chongen Tower to see."

Nan Yan understood as soon as he heard it.

The Dacien Temple was originally built to pay homage to Emperor Gao and Empress Renxiao. The name of the Chongen Pagoda comes from the parents' kindness and difficulty to report the scriptures, which has a profound meaning.