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

Nan Yan said: "Second Young Master, do you have anything else to say?"

Jian Ruocheng looked at her and said, "No."

"Oh."

Nan Yan nodded, looked at him again, and nodded again: "That—"

In fact, at this time, the usual practice should be for Jian Ruocheng to take a step back, as when she sent her back to the queen, politely greet her, ask her to rest early, and she can open the door "without worry".

However, Jian Ruocheng did not speak.

Still looking at her.

He still carried a lantern in his hand. The light was not full, so he could barely illuminate the silhouettes of the two people. However, under such dim light, Nan Yan could see his eyes very clearly.

It flickered slightly, glowing.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while.

At this time, even if so experienced as Aunt Tongyun, standing aside, she frowned.

Jian Ruocheng has always been a very decent and courteous person, but he sent the imperial concubine back in this way, but stood at the door and did not leave. It was indeed a bit beyond the status of a minister-or as an assistant to King Ning.

So, Aunt Tongyun stepped forward and said softly: "Noble concubine, it's getting late."

Nan Yan immediately said, "Oh."

At this time, Jian Ruocheng seemed to be "awake", his eyes flickered, and then he said: "The concubine empress, please rest early, tomorrow morning, we will set off."

"Ok."

Nan Yan nodded.

So she turned and walked into the room. When she turned around and watched Aunt Tongyun closing the door, she saw Jian Ruocheng outside the door holding a lantern and slowly walking out.

Aunt Tongyun frowned and said softly: "Master Jian--oh no, it's Master Jian, what happened to him?"

"..."

"Could it be that you drank too much?"

Nan Yan gave a wry smile.

Having said that, Aunt Tongyun glanced at her again, and said softly: "Mother, the emperor will let Li'e over tonight, will she be angry?"

"..."

Speaking of this, Nan Yan was already a little helpless.

She said: "It's not my turn to be angry."

"..."

"Not even more angry with this."

Although she said so, Aunt Tongyun could clearly feel that she was not in a good mood.

With great difficulty, the emperor has already "changed his mind" a bit these days, but he did not expect that as soon as he arrived in Tianjin, that Li 嫔 took the opportunity to take the position again.

I really can't get rid of it.

Nianqiu, who was making the bed on the other side, said unhappily: "The empress doesn't have to worry. When it comes to the palace in Peking, it will not be the same as it is now. It will be her turn to hang around in front of the emperor.

"..."

Nan Yan couldn't help smiling wryly.

She held on to the arm of the chair and sat down slowly. Aunt Tongyun saw that her expression was wrong. She walked over and said softly: "My lady also drank a lot of wine tonight, is she also drunk?"

"...It seems, a little bit."

"Nianqiu, hurry down and let the kitchen cook a bowl of sober soup for the lady."

"Hey."

Nianqiu ran out immediately. Aunt Tongyun was going to pour water to wash Nanyan, but when she touched it, the water was a bit cold because she came back too late.

She went down too and brought hot water again.

I walked back from the lobby before, all the way was icy and snowy, and I didn't feel the cold wind. At this time, when I returned to the room and the earth dragon was burning again, Nan Yan felt a little uncomfortable hot.

She got up and pushed the window open.

With a sudden sound, a gust of wind engulfed the snow foam falling from the eaves and blew on the face.

Nan Yan shivered when he was blown.

However, people are also a little more sober.

She wanted to probe into Zhu Feng's situation, but she couldn't see it at all here.

If it's so late, I'm afraid they should go to bed too.

...

Thinking of this, an indescribable and depressed feeling surged in my heart.

Although I just told Aunt Tongyun and the others that it is not my turn to be angry, nor can I be angry about this, but in fact, the uncomfortable heart can deceive others, but not myself.

Zhu Feng's attitude towards himself was relaxed some time ago. Is it what they thought and was no longer controlled by any mysterious drug, or he really just thought so.

Well, he is now close to Libing...

Is he still willing?

Thinking of this, her heart felt painful with needle sticks, making her breathing a little difficult, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed the clothes on her chest.

A tear rolled out from his eyes.

At this moment, a familiar feeling came.

It seems to have a pair of eyes staring at me.

Nan Yan subconsciously raised his head and looked forward. Outside the window, there was a dark world. Except for the light of a lantern under the eaves of the house in the distance, almost nothing was visible around him.

She couldn't help but feel a little nervous and looked outside with her eyes wide open.

Who is looking at yourself?

At this moment, the door was pushed open. She turned her head hurriedly, but saw Aunt Tongyun walking in with hot water. Seeing her staring eyes, Aunt Tongyun also froze for a moment: "Manny...what's wrong?" "

"..."

Nan Yan was speechless for a while, and then whispered softly, "Aunt, is there anyone outside?"

"people?"

Aunt Tongyun came over and glanced out the window: "No one."

"..."

"The servant girl just walked back all the way back, and no one was seen."

"is it?"

Nan Yan was a little at a loss, could it be his own illusion?

Aunt Tongyun said: "Don’t think about your empress, this is still King Ning’s mansion after all. Not only are King Ning’s men and horses guarded, the emperor also sent people around. How could someone dare to peek at the empress outside? That is to beheaded. "

With that, she closed the window.

Nan Yan nodded softly.

Aunt Tongyun mixed the water and asked her to wash up a little bit. It happened that Nian Qiuye brought the sober soup from the kitchen. After she drank it, she finally felt better on her scent.

Then let them retreat and rest by themselves.

As soon as Aunt Tongyun and the others left, she was the only one left in the huge room.

I don't know why, her heart is always a little uneasy.

In the northern winter, the wind roared at night, blowing the trees in the yard steadily shaking. The shadows of the trees were reflected on the windows, giving the impression that someone was outside.

I don't know if it is an illusion. The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is someone outside.

She even seemed to hear footsteps.

Nan Yan felt that she might be drunk and still not awake from the wine, but the feeling became stronger and stronger. She couldn't help but get off the bed, walked to the door barefoot, and suddenly opened the door.

Outside, it was really empty.

When she was blown by the cold wind, she became a little more awake and smiled bitterly.

Really suspicious.

However, when she lowered her head again, she saw a stone on the ground at the door, pressing a piece of paper.