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

She thought Zhu Feng was going to order something, but he just looked at them and said nothing, then turned around and said to Jian Tongguang: "Old Jian, I have benefited a lot today, and I will elaborate on it later."

Jian Tongguang said: "The old man respectfully sends His Royal Highness Yan Wang."

After speaking, he led the people behind him and leaned over again. King Yan also raised his hand to them, then turned and said, "Go."

This word, of course, was spoken to Nan Yan.

Before she could react, Zhu Feng had already passed by her. She hurriedly bowed to Jian Tongguang and the others, and then hurriedly followed in Zhu Feng's footsteps.

Looking at their distant back, Jian Tongguang sighed and said, "Such a good girl."

Madam Jiahe smiled and said, "Isn't my father-in-law giving up?"

After speaking, a pair of gentle eyes looked at Jian Ruocheng who was stunned by the back on the corridor that was about to disappear, and said with a smile: "This kind of thing, outsiders can't be anxious."

Jian Ruocheng turned around then: "Huh?"

The family shook their heads one after another and all dispersed.

He was still a little stunned. After a while, he looked back and the figure on the promenade had disappeared.

After leaving the door of the Jianzhai, the people outside almost disappeared.

Only some more persistent scholars stayed on both sides. After Zhu Feng went out, he walked into the carriage without squinting, and when Nan Yan got on the carriage, he heard him tell the outside: "Let the soldiers here The horses have been withdrawn."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wei hurriedly went over to give orders.

The soldiers and horses quickly pulled back and followed behind the carriage. With a sharp noise from the whip in Ye Xiao's hand, they left the house together.

When I came out very early, there were not many people on the street, but at this time, the whole Jinling City was already alive. The street was full of enthusiastic shouts of vendors, and the voices of pedestrians talking and greeting each other. It was very lively. .

In contrast to this kind of excitement, it was in a strangely quiet carriage.

Nan Yan originally thought that this matter had been resolved. It was considered that Zhu Feng’s heart disease before ascending the throne had been resolved. He should be happy, or at least, his emotions should be relaxed. In fact, she was just at the door of Jian’s house Seeing that there was a gentle breath in his eyes.

But at this time, his whole body exudes a colder breath than when he first came.

The entire compartment seems to be about to become an ice cellar.

Nan Yan was at a loss, but he also knew that at this time, it would be better to speak less.

So, she curled up quietly in the corner of the carriage.

But at this moment, she heard Zhu Feng's voice coldly remembering--

"Do you regret it?"

"...?"

Nan Yan raised his head in surprise and looked at him—what?

What regrets?

Seeing her look blank, I don't know why, an inexplicable evil fire rises in her heart that was not so happy.

Zhu Feng said coldly: "The second son of the Jian family also had a very happy conversation with you. Are you regretting not agreeing to Jian Tongguang now?"

It turned out he was talking about this.

Nan Yan lowered her head, her ears flushed slightly, and said, "The slave and maidservant just said that the servant and maid are all His Royal Highness. This matter is naturally the master, and the slave and maid has no other thoughts."

No other thoughts...

When Zhu Feng heard these words, his heart seemed to relax a little, but when he remembered the way she and Jian Ruocheng were smiling and looking at each other in the corridor at the entrance of the lobby, they felt dazzling.

"Then you just told Jian Ruocheng--"