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

The ship docked at the pier outside Changqing City.

Because there is Jian Ruocheng by his side, although I know that Zhu Xuan treats myself and can’t wait to bite to death, I still have to serve myself with delicious food. Even, for a few days on the boat, the room is specially arranged, and there is a maid serving personally. .

Regardless of whether it is serving or monitoring, but at least, the wound on her neck did not heal for these two days. As a "hostage", she lived fairly well.

At this moment, arrived at the Changqing City.

Nan Yan stood on the deck, leaning on the fence and watching the colorful flags fluttering on the wharf, and the presence of His Royal Highness Ning was not insignificant, not inferior to the style of driving at the Great Shentang Wharf when the capital was moved.

"It's so majestic."

Nan Yan said to himself coldly.

However, the wind on the river was still very strong, even though she was holding the fence, she staggered slightly.

And immediately, a hand stretched out behind her and firmly supported her shoulder.

Nan Yan shuddered as soon as he felt the temperature of the palm.

Looking back, I saw Jian Ruocheng standing behind him.

Before Nan Yan frowned and only helped her stand firmly, Jian Ruocheng immediately retracted her hand, lowered her head, and whispered: "Sorry."

"..."

Nan Yan glanced at him and said nothing.

Since that day, after Jian Ruocheng couldn't help but stretched out his hand to her, the next two days on the boat, the two people met, always a little embarrassed.

Although I tried my best to avoid meeting with him, it was in a boat, there was only such a big place, I could not see you by looking up.

Just like this moment.

If it were before, it would be very easy and pleasant to get along with someone like Jian Ruocheng.

But now it's different, and since he stretched out his hand that day, everything has become complicated.

Nan Yan also knew in his heart that it was impossible for them to return to the original relationship that was as clear as water and as bright as a mirror.

However, Jian Ruocheng——

She couldn't see him clearly.

I always thought that he was a handsome and handsome young man. In fact, until now, anyone who sees him will think so, but what he did these days makes it impossible to compare him with the cool breeze of the past. The two sons of Jane think together.

"The boat is about to dock, so be careful."

After saying this, Jian Ruocheng took a step back.

His voice is still as gentle as before, and his mind is the same as meticulous.

But Nan Yan nodded dryly.

Turn around, avoiding his gaze.

However, he could feel his eyes always watching him.

Zhu Xuan and Zhai Yun, who were standing on the other side of the deck, kept looking at them with different eyes.

After a long while, Zhai Yun sneered: "If you listen to the saints since you were a child, and have been trained in court, isn't you just a womanizer?"

"The few are sick, and the few are lustful."

Zhu Xuan on the side said with a smile: "Furthermore, a fair lady, a gentleman is so good, isn't it just right for him to be like this?"

"But, he always keeps a little distance from the'noble concubine empress'."

"Ok."

"Does that mean that in his heart, he still keeps his'righteousness of the emperor'?"

Having said that, Zhu Xuan's eyes flashed slightly.

Zhai Yun sneered and said, "His Royal Highness, if he still has the ‘righteousness of the emperor’s minister’ in his heart, where does he put you? You must be guarded against this.

Zhu Xuan's eyes became cold.

"This, the king knows."

"..."

"However, don't worry," he said while tapping the heart of his hand rhythmically with a fan, and muttered: "I have returned to the Changqing City. You can do anything-take your time."

Zhai Yun glanced at him.

Then said: "Yes."

Soon, the ship docked.

After they stopped, they slowly walked onto the pier and knelt down to meet each other. It was the people from the Prince Ning's Mansion who came a lot.

And the leader is a middle-aged man with a thin body, wearing a dark blue gown, like a withered bamboo, about fifty years old, with fluttering beard and stunned eyes.

He is the manager of the Ning Palace, Shi Yiru.

"Meet His Royal Highness King Ning."

"Well, Yiru, you are here."

Zhu Xuan glanced at him, and then said, "Is everything okay here during the time this king has left?"

"Everything is safe and sound."

"well."

He seemed to be very relieved of him, and just asked, Zhu Xuan stopped asking more, just looked at the crowded pomp around and said: "Today's pomp is too big."

This Shi Yiru said calmly: "Regardless of whether the prince succeeds in Beiping, he still has to talk about it. You can't be timid."

Zhu Xuan laughed loudly.

"but--"

"But what?"

"This time, even the governor came to the pier to greet the prince, but he did not show up when he followed the envoy."

"Oh?"

Zhu Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked to the other side.

As the master of this fief, he has supreme power here. Although there are government offices set up by the court, in fact, there is no practical use.

The so-called governor and envoy must have his consent to do things, otherwise, any laws of the court could not be implemented in his fief.

At this time, the governor Zhao Gan stepped forward and saluted him with a smile: "Lord."

This man is about forty years old. He has a round face, his small eyes are squinted, and there are only two slits left when he smiles. He has a good temper and never makes trouble for himself.

Zhu Xuan also faced him: "Master Zhao is also here."

"The prince is busy with the important matter of moving the capital this time, and the inferior officials have not been able to share the worries for the prince and the emperor, so I can only greet the prince here and give a white greeting."

Zhu Xuan smiled: "Where."

He glanced behind him again.

Sure enough, the thorn head did not show up by observing.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, but there was still a smile on his face, and he said: "The governor has his own business to deal with, so you don't need to spend time on this king. You, go back."

"Yes."

This Zhao Gan is really good-tempered, and he is not angry when he is called.

Turn around and leave.

But he had just walked two steps, and Zhu Xuan called him again: "Master Zhao."

"The official is here."

He twisted his round body and walked back, bowing his hands in salute: "What else does the lord have to say?"

Zhu Xuan looked at him and said, "This king has been on the ship for the past two days. I don't know if there is any news from the court."

"This--"

"Why? Isn't this king able to know the order given to you by the court?"

"Of course not," Zhao Gan hurriedly said with a smile, "It's just that there is really no news or orders from Peiping. I heard that the emperor hasn't moved to court in the past few days."

"Oh……"

Zhu Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

And Nan Yan frowned when he heard the news standing behind him.

She subconsciously asked: "Did you say, what happened to the emperor?"