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

Since being canonized this Shangbao female officer, she has always avoided herself as a snake and scorpion. She tried her best not to be by her side, and she didn't even see her face.

But just thinking about this, his heart burst into flames again.

Why should I care about her?

She was just a humble servant!

Thinking of this, Zhu Feng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

This night, it passed quickly.

When Zhu Feng opened his eyes again, it was already the hour of the next day. These days, he had never slept so comfortably.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw the girl by the bed, with her forehead leaning against the bedpost, constantly bumping.

Although I slept very well, I don't know why, but when I saw her, my heart felt a faint anger.

He said: "Get up!"

"what?"

Nan Yan opened his misty eyes blankly, looked at him for a while, then came back to his senses: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Feng turned over and got out of bed very neatly. She also hurriedly stood up on the bedpost, her legs were numb and she had some mobility problems, but she also hurriedly followed up to serve him to wash.

Then, he dressed him.

I don't know if it was an illusion. When putting the clothes one by one on Zhu Feng's body, his eyes kept looking at himself, as if he was exploring something.

Nan Yan was staring at his back with his sharp eyes, not knowing what to do, when he heard him suddenly ask, "How are you these days?"

Nan Yan looked up at him in surprise, "Huh?"

"Why, don't you understand what I said?"

"Oh, maidservant—the maidservant is very good."

"well?"

"The servants and servants are weak in virtue, and the emperor Meng is promoted to serve as the female officer of Shangbao, which is already a blessing."

This kind of scene made Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled again, and he said: "Then, do you have anything to say about the government orders that I have issued these days?"

When Nan Yan heard this, he was a little surprised why he asked so.

"The emperor... As a female servant of Shangbao, the servant can't bother with the affairs of the court, nor can he care about what is promulgated in the imperial edict.

"..."

"Slaves, there is nothing to say."

Zhu Feng looked down at her. After a while, he suddenly sneered and said: "When you reprimanded Jian Tongguang for me, you were not so cautious."

"..."

Nan Yan gave him a surprised look.

Zhu Feng showed an expression of impatience again, and waved his hand faintly: "Fine."

"..."

"I thought there would be something special. It turned out that it turned out to be the same."

No matter how radiant things are, after years of tempering, they will become bleak. He thought this burned out of the flames of Jiaotai Hall would be a treasure, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Nan Yan was still a little stunned when he heard these words, but Zhu Feng already waved his hand coldly: "Go down."

"..."

Nan Yan glanced at him hesitantly, but after all he didn't say anything, bowed to him, and then turned back.

Zhu Feng looked at her back coldly, and at this moment, Ye Xun came forward and said softly: "The emperor, the banquet at the Royal Garden is ready."

Nan Yan only heard those words and left the Wuying Hall.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly.

She faced the blazing sun and walked slowly. Just as she passed a long corridor, she heard a voice next to her saying: "Old Qi, I said you went wrong!"