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

Gaze, staring at the unexpected figure behind the bamboo curtain.

"Long time no see,'cousin'."

The person sitting behind the bamboo curtain had already had the motion to get up and leave. At this moment, the eyes met her, and the shocked color slowly faded from those gentle eyes.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of the slightly raised mouth.

"Nanyan, long time no see."

Sitting behind the bamboo curtain is no one else. It is the monarch Monk who had taken care of her in Pangu and recognized himself as his cousin-Munch.

And the tall and sturdy figure beside him was the guard Temoor who had been by his side.

"It's been a long time indeed."

Nan Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him sarcastically: "It's just that if I don't come forward, would'cousin' still hold his throat like this and hide behind the bamboo curtain to avoid meeting?"

Every time she called her cousin, the sarcasm in her tone became deeper.

But Munch still faced her without changing his face, with a smile on his mouth, and his voice was restored.

"You, don't be angry with me."

"..."

This person looks personable, and the thickness of his face is really amazing. Even at this time, there is no guilt to make people not angry with him.

Smiling at him like this, calm and calm, it seemed that whoever was angry at him would be harsh.

But Nan Yan's gas couldn't calm down.

After all, no matter who was calculated like this, he used the life experience he cared about most to deceive himself, and even afterwards, he was in danger for several times because of this lie. If he can be treated with peace, it can only be said that human nature is low.

Nan Yan admits that he doesn't commit this kind of cheapness.

She squinted slightly, put one hand on the table, and leaned over to face him. From the eyes of others, she looked a bit like a bully forcing a good woman.

Gritting his teeth: "Not angry? You give me a reason not to be angry!"

Before in the Jinlou Bieyuan, facing Ajislan, she could still maintain the surface calm, but she was just cynicism, because she knew that Ajislan was just an accomplice; and from the beginning to the end, from the first time she saw herself The person who started to calculate himself is the one who looks as gentle and harmless as a little sheep, but in fact, Munch is deeply thinking.

When I thought of the sufferings I had been kidnapped by Ashig and suffered along the way, in the end, the twin in my womb only kept one.

She couldn't wait to tear the person in front of her in half.

At this time, the voice of the man came from behind the screen.

"It seems that the two are old?"

Nan Yan stared at Munch's eyes, and said word by word: "There is enmity!"

Jian Ruocheng had already got up and walked to her and wanted to hold her. He frowned when she heard this.

After all, he had never participated in the Jinlou Courtyard and did not know the details, but when Nan Yan said the word "having enmity", he understood that this matter was not simple.

He asked: "Who is he?"

At this time, Munch had completely returned to his usual demeanor. He stood up and said to Jian Ruocheng: "I am the monarch of the country, Munch."

"...!"

Jian Ruocheng's eyes widened unexpectedly.

Unexpectedly, the person who came with them to buy that batch of ironware on the boat would turn out to be the monarch of the country.

What surprised him even more was that the monarch of the brave and combative Lai was so handsome.

In particular, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the smile that he always carried was even more amiable.

However, Nan Yan has suffered from this person's loss.

It can be seen that this person cannot be trusted.

However, since Jian Ruocheng has been subordinate to King Ning, he is very clear about the relationship between King Ning and Lao.

He glanced at Munch with a complicated expression and said, "Unexpectedly, I would meet the monarch here."

Munch looked at him: "Could it be that you are here on behalf of King Ning?"

"Exactly—"

Munch turned his gaze to Nan Yan again: "Then you—"

At this moment, all three of them became quiet.

But the mind didn't stop.

They are obviously thinking about each other's purpose here, and their current identities.

For a while, the atmosphere became a little strange.

It was the people behind the screen that slowly broke the strange atmosphere and said, "Do you need to provide time for you to relive the past?"

Jian Ruocheng hurriedly turned around and said to the figure on the screen: "Of course—"

The word "no" hadn't been spoken yet, but I heard Nan Yan straighten up and said calmly: "If your Excellency allows me to talk with this monarch alone, I would be very grateful."

"...!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at him with surprised eyes, and even the owner who was motionless behind the screen had a hint of doubt in his voice.

"Do you want to be alone with him?"

Nan Yan turned her head and looked condescendingly at Munch, who was still sitting at the table, with a sting in her eyes: "What do you mean?"

After waking up from the initial surprise, Munch raised his head and glanced at her, and the familiar smile appeared on his face again.

"Since you have a heart to tell the old, how can I refuse?"

The person behind the screen was silent for a while, and he called an attendant and gave a few words. The attendant walked out from behind the screen and raised his hand to them and said, "You two, please come with me."

Nan Yan immediately faced Munch: "Go."

Munch gave a bitter smile, and slowly stood up from behind the table. The prince of a country seemed to be driven by her. Temoor next to him would also get up. He waved his hand gently and said: "She wants to I'll talk alone, so you don't have to go with you, just go outside and wait for me."

"Yes."

On this side, Jian Ruocheng did look at Nan Yan with some worry: "Do you really want to be alone with him?"

Although she knew that Nan Yan would not suffer a loss on this ship, she was always worried about her.

Nan Yan said, "Don't worry."

After speaking, she and Munch walked out of this large room with the attendant.

Jian Ruocheng stood there and watched her leave.

Turning around again, the figure behind the screen was quiet.

The other party pointedly said: "They seem to have a deep relationship."

Jian Ruocheng's eyes flickered: "Why do you care about Nanyan?"

"Second Young Master Jian, from a well-known family, is cautious, but why he is also very concerned about this imperial concubine."

Jian Ruocheng frowned.

"Have you checked me?"

"It was really impolite to mistake Young Master Jian as a nameless man. Besides, if you want to talk about business, you have to know yourself and your enemy."

The words are correct.

But they were on the ship and at sea, so this person could find out his identity in such a short time.

It can be seen that the forces behind him are extraordinary.

Jian Ruocheng's gaze became deeper and he looked at the figure on the screen with certainty. The person seemed to have noticed his gaze, and said, "Now that the person bidding with you has gone, what sincerity do you have? ."

...

Nan Yan and Munch followed the attendant across the corridor, walked for a while, and then entered another cabin.

Although the room is not big, it is spacious and comfortable.

The attendant said: "Please, please."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

When the attendant retreated, Nan Yan immediately turned around and stared at Munch.

Munch's face was still smiling.

"I know you are angry with me, and I lied to you."

"..."

"I can apologize to you."

"..."

"If you are still not angry, you can hit me a few times or scold me to vent your anger."

Nan Yan looked at him and said with a sneer: "No need to apologize."

"Oh?"

"I know this kind of thing. People like you don't know how many things to do and how many people to deceive every day. I'm just one of them."

Munch smiled, looking at her with eyes crooked.

There was a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

When being deceived, it is natural to be angry, especially Nan Yan, who was deceived is her life experience, and they can understand her anger.

But what is rare is that she is not completely addicted to anger.

He smiled and asked, "Then why did you call me here?"

Nan Yan said: "Want to know when you set up that game. From the first sight of me?"

Munch smiled and shook his head.

"At that time, we can only judge that you are not a woman from the royal family of Lai, and want to use this to cause a disturbance."

Nan Yan could not help rubbing his palm with his fingertips.

There is no such mark on the palm, and of course they can judge that they are not.

"Then when did you—"

"Remember the jade disc that the blood confessed?"

Nan Yan's eyes widened sharply: "Well, isn't that fake?"

She is not the daughter of the clan of Sui, but Xue can melt in, obviously there is a problem.

Munch smiled and said: "We originally had other preparations to let the blood of the daughter of the country's clan also be incorporated into the jade disc, but we haven't used that method, your blood has already melted in. "

"...!"

Nan Yan was startled for a moment, and suddenly his head was dizzy: "This, what's the matter?"

Munch said: "There is only one possibility for this situation, that is, the flesh and blood you are pregnant with has the blood of the clan."

Nan Yan gasped.

It turned out to be like this, because I had peace of mind and that child.

They are the flesh and blood of Zhu Feng, and the blood on them is also the essence and blood of Zhu Feng.

Nan Yan said palely: "That's how you judged that the emperor might be--"

"Not bad."

"..."

Nan Yan lowered her head, recalling how she was surprised and happy, fearful and afraid.

Unexpectedly, everything is just a conspiracy against Zhu Feng.

He and Zhu Feng, for the sake of their life experience for a long time, this mood has become a trap set by others to deceive their weakness.

His heart is terrible!

Seeing Nan Yan raising his head and shooting at him like a sword, Munch said calmly: "I said, I can apologize to you, or you can ask me anything."

"Really, any request?"

Hearing Nan Yan's tone, Munch smiled slightly: "Could it be that you want me to give up this bidding?"

Nan Yan looked at him for a while, and said calmly, "No!"

"..."

"I want you to buy these ironware."