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

Nan Yan also immediately felt that something was wrong, she frowned and looked at Ming Xin: "Longkougu, what happened?"

Mingxin glanced at Zhu Feng and did not dare to answer immediately, but Zhu Feng said with a gloomy expression, "Okay, you can go down."

Mingxin said: "Yes."

After saying that, he saluted, glanced at Xinping on the bed again, turned and left.

Nan Yan looked at Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty...?"

Zhu Feng said: "Let the imperial physician wake her up first."

"..."

Nan Yan was silent, seeing Zhu Feng walking back to the chair with a gloomy face and sitting down again, but the breath exuding from his body was no longer the anxious concern that he just worried about, but instead revealed a bit of suffocation, pressing Breathless.

This feeling was just like when he had just learned that those hungry people had robbed the food shipped from Jinling.

Nan Yan faintly felt that this matter was not simple.

Longkou Valley...

What the **** is going on there?

In the next time, Zhu Feng sat on the chair, while Nan Yan walked to the bed and sat down, looking worriedly at the unconscious Xinping, neither of them spoke any more, the whole Yikun Palace seemed to be surrounded by a mass. An invisible cloud shrouded, I don't know how long it took, the imperial doctor finally led the little **** and delivered the medicine that had just been fried.

Nan Yan immediately said: "Quickly bring it to Ben Gong!"

The little **** didn't dare to neglect, and carefully put the medicine bowl into her hand. Nan Yan took a spoon and poured some into Xinping's mouth. At this time, Zhu Feng walked behind her and said softly, "First Blow it."

The soup was just boiled, steaming and hot.

It was only then that Nan Yan realized that she was a little too anxious, so she blew lightly twice, it cooled down a little, and then brought it to Xinping's mouth, gently pryed open her lips with a spoon, and put the decoction in. .

However, she was unconscious and did not swallow at all.

The soup medicine slid down the corner of his mouth again.

"This--"

Nan Yan was in a hurry, Zhu Feng had already walked over, lifted his daughter up in his arms, carefully opened her mouth, and said to Nan Yan, "Come again."

The imperial doctor and the little **** on the side were dumbfounded. When they saw His Majesty the Emperor taking care of a person so carefully, they all retreated to the side. Nan Yan took a spoonful of the soup and put it into Xinping's mouth again. This time She swallowed some, but a small half still came out.

With the cooperation of the two of you, it took half a bowl of soup to feed Xinping.

Zhu Feng took out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his daughter's mouth, then looked down at her.

Nan Yan also stared at Xinping's face.

Time passed little by little, but she didn't move at all.

Nan Yan immediately said: "The imperial doctor came to see, why is she still not awake?"

The imperial physician hurriedly came forward, took Xinping's wrist to examine the pulse, frowned for a while, and said, "It seems that the decoction alone is not enough. If the emperor and the concubine approve, the minister will be right. The princess has given needles."

Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng and saw that his face was gloomy, but he didn't hesitate: "Go ahead."

The imperial doctor asked the little **** to bring the needle package, took out one of them, wiped it with strong wine, and after accusing him, he pointed the sharp needle point at an acupoint on Xinping's head and slowly pierced it.

Nan Yan's hand clenched tightly.

From childhood to adulthood, Xinping has experienced many ups and downs, but this time, for some unknown reason, it made her particularly worried.

Seeing the gloomy silver needle sinking into her daughter's flesh little by little, Nan Yan felt as if her heart had been stabbed a million times, her eyes were red, then a big hand reached out and gently touched her. Press it on her shoulder and squeeze again.

When she looked back, she saw Zhu Feng with a sullen face and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, it's alright."

Nan Yan didn't answer him, just lowered her head with a heavy heart.

The imperial doctor moved the needle for a while, and seeing that the princess didn't respond at all, he also became a little uneasy. He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He pleaded guilty again, and began to massage the acupoints on Xinping's hand.

Princess Xinping, who was lying on the bed, remained motionless.

However, I don't know if it was because the weather was too hot, and she was just ordered to drink half a bowl of steaming soup, and some fine sweat began to come out on her forehead.

Seeing that after a long time, the princess did not wake up, the cold sweat of the imperial doctor broke out and put away the silver needle.

Nan Yandao: "How?"

The imperial doctor immediately knelt down: "The emperor forgives the sin, and the empress forgives the sin. Wei Chen has exhausted his methods, but the princess is still——"

Nan Yan was anxious: "Why is this? There must be a reason!"

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again.

At this time, Zhu Feng suddenly said: "Okay, you can step back."

"...?"

Nan Yan was startled and turned to look at him, only to see Zhu Feng's calm face, not worried about his daughter's anxiety at all.

Nan Yandao: "Your Majesty?"

Zhu Feng waved his hand, walked slowly to the bed and sat down, his eyes became sharper and sharper, staring at his pale, slightly sweaty face like knives.

Nan Yan walked to his side, looked at him, and then at Xinping.

In the dull atmosphere, something seemed to be brewing uneasy.

At this moment, Zhu Feng opened his mouth, his voice was as low as a dull thunder rolling from the ceiling: "Don't get up yet?"

"...?"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at Xinping on the bed.

She remained motionless.

However, the tightly closed eyes seemed to turn slightly, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

Nan Yandao: "Peace of heart?"

Zhu Feng stared at his daughter, and said solemnly: "You look like this, it will only make your mother and concubine worry. Are you still an ignorant child, doing everything regardless of the consequences? If so, Then you don't deserve to be my daughter!"

Nan Yan said softly, "Your Majesty..."

She also felt that this sentence was too heavy for a princess.

But before she could finish her words, Xinping on the bed actually slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were clear and clear, and it didn't look like she had just woken up. The circles of her eyes were still red. When she looked at Zhu Feng, there seemed to be a little bit of imperceptible resentment flashing in those eyes.

Nan Yan was stunned: "Xinping, are you awake? Have you been awake all the time?"

Xinping held his mouth shut, but did not speak.

Nan Yan was surprised and happy at this time, and a little worried, but seeing that her daughter was fine, she still put down a big stone in her heart, and hurried over to help her sit up, and asked eagerly, "When did you wake up?"

"..."

Xinping bit her lower lip, her originally pale face flushed red.

Nan Yan was anxious: "You speak up!"

Xinping still did not speak.

At this time, Zhu Feng said calmly: "She was already awake when she was given the needle just now."