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

After a while, those concubines reluctantly left the concubine's room one by one.

After their quarrel, Zhu Feng seemed to be really tired. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and had to resist the waves of nausea that came up.

I want some tea.

When he looked up, he saw Nan Yan standing on the other side of the room, a long way from the bed.

There were some pale faces with a dazed expression, but the feeling of guard was unabashed.

Zhu Feng frowned.

"What are you doing so far?"

"..."

Suddenly hearing him speak, Nan Yan was startled, looked up at him, and walked over.

However, there were still a few steps away from the bed, so he stopped and asked softly: "Does the emperor have any orders?"

"..."

Zhu Feng's breath sank.

Then said: "I want to drink tea."

"Yes."

Nan Yan turned and walked aside, brewed a cup of tea for him, and then walked over slowly and presented it to Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng glanced at her before reaching out and taking the tea.

Take a sip.

Suddenly, his brows frowned again.

He didn't continue drinking, so he handed her the tea cup.

Nan Yan looked at him with some worry, and subconsciously asked: "The emperor, is there anything wrong?"

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and said, "It's a bit weak."

Nan Yan's heart jumped suddenly.

Of course, she hadn't forgotten that they had suspected that Feng Shu was playing a ghost in his tea, but before that time in Yang Xing Zhai, Wu Wan checked it violently, and indeed there was nothing weird.

However, she vaguely remembered that before, when Zhu Feng spent the last night at Yikun Palace, he drank tea from Yikun Palace.

It seems to have said something like this too--

The tea is a bit weak.

Could it be that the problem lies in the tea water?

She held the tea cup, looked down for a while, and said softly: "Then, does the emperor still drink it?"

"..."

Zhu Feng said: "Stop drinking."

Nan Yan silently put the teacup aside, turned his head, and saw Cao Cao lying flat on the edge of the cradle, grinning at Zhu Feng on the bed. Although Zhu Feng was in a bad spirit due to seasickness, he seemed to feel better when he heard the crisp and milky laughter of the child.

He said, "Why are you all right?"

"Woo..."

"Is only me seasick?"

"Woo..."

"Be careful, don't crawl, be careful of falling."

Hearing their conversations like this, Nan Yan felt a little unspeakable in her heart somehow.

It seems that for a long time, I haven't felt this way.

He is here, right in front of you.

Even the familiar smell on him filled the room, as if a pair of arms hugged her.

This feeling made her eyes faintly hot.

However, looking at Zhu Feng's dry mouth, he seemed to be really thirsty, but even so, because of the “light” tea taste, he was reluctant to drink water.

Nan Yan thought for a while, and said softly: "If the emperor thinks the tea tastes weak, how about the concubine making another cup of tea for the emperor?"

"...?"

Zhu Feng looked up at her.

Nan Yan mustered up the courage and said softly: "It's different from the previous one."

"..."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly.

These days, because he is busy with government affairs, he has less time to meet with Libi, and he drinks less tea. Almost no other tea can be taken in.

If it is past, he will definitely get angry and scold the people around him serving as rubbish.

However, because of his busy schedule, he didn't even have time to swear.

So these days, I drink very little water.

Is this the cause of seasickness.

Looking at Nan Yan again, he was silent for a while, thinking, anyway, it's just a dead horse as a living horse doctor. It really doesn't work, so someone can ask Li Yan to come over and serve tea.

So he waved his hand faintly: "Go."

Nan Yan turned and walked to the table.

At this time, Aunt Tongyun and the others came back. Seeing this situation, they wanted to come up to help, but Nan Yan just said softly: "No need, this palace comes by yourself. You just need to serve outside."

"……Yes."

Aunt Tongyun took Nianqiu and the others back to the door.

Nan Yan made a cup of tea, but did not bring it over immediately. Instead, he opened the small cabinet and took out a Hangbai chrysanthemum from it, shredded it and put it in, and added a piece of rock candy.

After thinking about it, he put a piece of dried lemon in it.

She took a spoon and adjusted it twice, and then offered the teacup to Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng took it and took a sip.

With just one mouthful, he raised his brows.

This was so much different from the tea he had thought of, and the taste couldn't be compared with the special tea sent by Libi.

After taking a sip, he immediately told to throw away the teacup.

However, after swallowing a sip of tea, a strange feeling rose.

This tea taste is a bit familiar.

It seems to have been drunk.

Moreover, in addition to the faint tea fragrance, there is also a very light, almost imperceptible sweet taste in his mouth. He tried to take another sip, and the sweet and sour lemon taste quickly bloomed on the tip of his tongue. Open.

In an instant, even the dizziness felt much better.

"this is--"

Nan Yan said softly: "When the emperor is seasick, having a slice of lemon in his mouth, or eating something made of lemon, will be good for seasickness."

"Oh?"

Zhu Feng was a little surprised and asked her: "How do you know?"

"The concubine's grandmother used to travel around, she said, the concubine's grandfather was a little seasick."

"..."

"For the sake of grandfather, she has inquired about many boatmen and got this method."

"Oh……"

Zhu Feng lowered his head and took another sip.

The taste of tea is sweet and sweet, although it is not as refreshing as the tea that Li Lai brought up, as if the rich fragrance is going to penetrate into people's hearts - but it did make him feel much better at this time.

He drank the tea in the cup with two mouthfuls.

Nan Yan took the empty cup and asked softly: "Does the emperor want it?"

"...Wait a while, I will ask if I am thirsty."

"Yes."

Nan Yan put the teacup aside, then looked back, and saw that Zhu Feng was already leaning against the bed and closed his eyes.

It seems to be asleep.

She was silent for a while, and then walked to the other side of the couch. In fact, she was tired after so long today.

Leaning on the couch, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The room was very quiet.

After a while, Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the couch not far away, Nan Yan's thin face and slightly pale complexion were haggard, and it was pitiful and sad.

Zhu Feng pursed his lips subconsciously.

In his mouth, there was a... as if a familiar taste, wrapped around the tip of the tongue.

And in my heart, it seemed that a familiar feeling had arisen.

Between two people, lingering.