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

The whole room suddenly became dark.

The figure also disappeared.

"Wait."

Jian Ruocheng followed, trying to say something, but found that there was no one behind the screen.

He faced the gloomy room in front of him, and for a while, he was a little embarrassed, and the two guards who came in with Nan Yan already said to him: "Guest, the master has gone, please go back to your room."

"..."

Jian Ruocheng hesitated for a while, turned around slowly, and said, "Just now, it was rude."

After speaking, he looked back again.

Then he walked over, helped Nan Yan out of the room, and let them lead the way and walked back.

After walking to the door of Nan Yan's room, the two guards said: "The two of you will have a good rest today and don't come out again. If the ‘misunderstanding’ just happened again, we will not be soft."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Nan Yan.

Then he turned and left.

When they were all gone, Jian Ruocheng looked back at Nan Yan. The two of them were facing each other. For a while, they seemed speechless. After a while, Jian Ruocheng said, "I will help you in and rest first."

After speaking, he reached out to push the door open.

"Wait!"

Nan Yan worried that Li would not hurt and didn't hide it inside, so he hurriedly said, "Let me come."

"..."

Jian Ruocheng glanced at her.

However, he still retracted his hand obediently.

Nan Yan opened the door cautiously and glanced inside to make sure that there was no Li Buhuan in the small room. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come in."

Jian Ruocheng followed her and walked into the room. She also looked around, but said with a faint smile, "You just looked like that, I almost thought that there was someone in your room."

"...Why, how could it?"

Nan Yan gave a dry smile.

Fortunately, Jian Ruocheng did not continue this topic, but helped her walk to the table and sit down. With the light of the candlestick on the table, the finger marks on her hand have not faded, even compared to the redness just now. , Now a little bit green.

It can be seen that the two guards are fierce and unsympathetic.

"Wait a minute, I'll bring you medicine."

Jian Ruocheng immediately walked to her room next door, took a little plaster, and carefully applied it on her wrist. Nan Yan looked at his drooping face, with long eyelashes, trembling slightly with his breathing. It seems to be very distressed.

Atmosphere, there is also a kind of embarrassment that cannot be said.

Nan Yan could only reluctantly laughed: "I recently, I may have a bad year, and I always get hurt."

The medicine is finished.

Jian Ruocheng looked up at her and said in a deep voice, "It's me who is not good."

"Ok?"

"Always hurt you."

Nan Yan hurriedly said, "It's none of your business."

Jian Ruocheng shook his head and said: "A man is incompetent if he hurts the woman next to him."

"..."

Hearing these words, Nan Yan's brows frowned subconsciously, and Jian Ruocheng also recovered and hurriedly said: "I, I didn't mean that. I mean, I, I couldn't protect you-no Can protect the imperial concubine."

"..."

Nan Yan looked at him quietly for a while, then said softly, "Thank you."

"..."

Jian Ruocheng sat in front of her, her eyes tangled and complicated.

Somehow, the atmosphere became more awkward.

In order to alleviate this embarrassing atmosphere, and with the doubts in his mind, Nan Yan said: "Right, I just heard that person say that this transaction may not be completed yet, right?"

"Yeah." Jian Ruocheng nodded.

"That person, the one who came to do business with us this time?"

"Yes."

"Who is he, why didn't he show up to meet?"

"This point, I also find it strange," Jian Ruocheng frowned as he said: "Moreover, this person gives me a very strange feeling. I seem to have seen this person."

"Didn't you not see him?"

"Indeed, I didn't see it, I mean, he feels like it."

"Oh?"

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise.

Jian Ruocheng said again: "He doesn't, does he know you too?"

Nan Yan just remembered that the person just called out his name directly.

But then I thought about it: "This is not surprising. As a noble concubine, there should be many people in the world who know my name. Moreover, you are negotiating on behalf of King Ning, and King Ning and noble concubine are more or less considered. Let's get married."

"..."

That's right.

However, when the person called out Nan Yan's name just now, he was very emotional.

It is definitely not an ordinary person, the feeling of calling out the name of the concubine.

The two people looked at each other, the candlelight flickered, and the two people's eyes flickered, and their minds became deeper.

After a while, Jian Ruocheng said, "No matter, I don't understand this matter now. I have to wait for the next time to discuss business with that person, and then find a way to find out his identity."

"Ok."

Jian Ruocheng said again: "By the way, are you all right now?"

"I'm fine."

"That's good, you fainted while at sea, and I am still worried that you will get sick."

Nan Yan gave a wry smile, and didn't know why, it turned out that he was so dizzy because of seasickness.

However, if it is normal, she may not be so uncomfortable. The strange thing is that she seems to have another feeling during the rotation of the sky, which is a strong sense of oppression, as if she is being forced by others, and she cannot breathe. .

Strange, how can you feel this way?

What is even more strange is that this feeling reminds her of Zhu Feng.

What is he going through?

But after thinking about it for a while, she immediately dismissed the idea.

how is this possible?

He is the emperor, who can persecute him?

Besides, after all, today is the "big day" he canonized Concubine Ning. Now, it should have been successfully canonized, I'm afraid the two people are already together sweetly.

Just thinking about it, Nan Yan's expression immediately dimmed.

In my heart, it seemed to be pressed against a big rock.

Although I was thinking about destroying this transaction, and indeed, it was for him, but when I thought of being "born to death" here, he might be talking to Qin Ruolan...

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

After all, I will still be jealous...

As soon as she saw her face, Jian Ruocheng seemed to immediately understand that she must have thought of Zhu Feng and Qin Ruolan, she was silent for a while, and then softly comforted: "You, don't think about it."

Nan Yan looked up at him.

"Some things, just thinking about it is useless, but it's just suffering for yourself."

"..."

"You should take a good rest. When we finish dealing with this matter, we will go back. If we have anything to do, we will talk about it then, okay?"

Nan Yan looked at his gentle eyes and nodded gently.