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

Munch carefully put Jian Ruocheng on the bed, Nan Yan walked over, pulled the quilt over him, and then stood up.

I saw Munch looking at her with a smile.

As soon as he saw his intentional smile, Nan Yan's vigilance was raised.

Jian Ruocheng was already drunk, and he had drunk a lot just now, and the alcohol on the two of them continued to radiate, filling the room as if they were about to get drunk.

Nan Yan couldn't help but frowned.

"What are you looking at?"

Munch smiled and said: "You people in Yan people have a saying that everyone has a heart for beauty. It is natural to think that you are good-looking, and to look at it more often, isn't it?"

Obviously it was such a frivolous thing, he actually said it so reasonably.

Nan Yan's face sank.

On the contrary, Munch seemed to be fascinated by the scent of alcohol emanating from his body. He even took a step forward, got closer to Nan Yan, looked down at her, and muttered: "People often say, look at beauty under the moon, It's another situation. It turns out that looking at beautiful women under the light is also unique."

Feeling that he is getting closer and closer, that kind of alcohol, with the hot breath of his body, gushes out and blows on his face.

Nan Yan took a step back subconsciously, but there was a wall behind him, there was no way to go back.

She simply raised her head and looked at Munch: "I look good?"

Munch nodded and said, "Very good."

While she was talking, she fixedly stared at her, her eyes were so deep that she could only see Nan Yan's figure under the candlelight, which was clearly reflected in his pupils.

"It looks good," Nan Yan said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"..."

Munch was choked by her, and for a long while, he couldn't help laughing.

Nan Yan turned sideways and walked away.

She walked to the bed and put down the curtains on Jian Ruocheng's bed, and the veil dangling down like a cloud.

Munch stood behind her, looked at her back with interest, and said, “Actually, you really don’t have to be so hostile to me. I admit that I did deceive you and took advantage of you, but From my standpoint, do you think I did something wrong?"

Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "From your standpoint, you are right."

"that--"

"But," Nan Yan said with a solemn face, "From my standpoint, you are so wrong."

"..."

"Don't talk to me about your position, I can't stand your position. If you must exchange positions, then you can."

She turned around, looked at Munch, and said word by word: "I stand on your side and forgive what you have done to me; then you stand on my side and commit suicide to me. "

"..."

Munch was taken aback again.

Originally wanted to wash her brain, but she didn't expect to be turned around by her, and she didn't know what to say for a while. And Nan Yan said coldly: "However, before committing suicide, remember to bite out a life and death with Ajislan."

"..."

Munch felt like she could do nothing about her.

I could only say with a wry smile: "It seems that it is impossible for you to forgive me."

"..."

"It's impossible for us to get back to the feeling of getting along when we were in Lao, right?"

"..."

"Even if I lied to you, we are not relatives, not cousins, is it just the friendship between ordinary people, is it impossible?"

Nan Yan said faintly: "We are not children anymore. Everyone is responsible for what they have said and done. If you do those things, you will naturally bear the consequences of doing these things."

"..."

"I really long for family affection. If there is no family affection, friendship is fine."

"that--"

"But the premise is that everything must be true."

"..."

"If it's fake, don't do it again, it's disgusting!"

Seeing her decisive, Munch fell silent, and after a while, he murmured: "Well, I might be able to try..."

However, his voice was very low. Before Nan Yan could hear it clearly, he heard Jian Ruocheng's voice coming from the bed: "Five-flower horse, golden jewel... Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you..."

Nan Yan thought he was awake and hurriedly looked back.

But after seeing the curtains, he still closed his eyes and fell asleep, his complexion was red, his lips lightly opened, and he whispered in a vague voice: "The sadness is broken, and the drunkenness is broken. Before the wine arrives, it will become tears..."

This person, after getting drunk, can chant poetry.

However, chanting poetry is also full of alcohol.

It was the first time that Jian Ruocheng looked drunk. Although there was a nasty guy around him, Nan Yan couldn't help but smiled.

Munch was still looking at her face that became more delicate in the light.

Feeling his gaze, Nan Yan turned her head and said coldly: "Okay, you should go back."

"Uh……"

Suddenly he was ordered to evict his guest, and Munch was still a little uncomfortable. Nan Yan said: "Why, do you still want to stay here to watch for him?"

Munch thought for a while and said, "How about you?"

Nan Yan said, "I have to go back to rest."

Munch seemed relieved to hear her say that.

Said: "Well, let's go out together."

Nan Yan glared at him again, thought for a while, and took a tub from the side and placed it in front of the bed, lest Jian Ruocheng was drunk and wanted to vomit in the middle of the night. After doing all this, he exited his room.

After closing the door, he turned his head and saw Munch still standing behind him.

The light in the corridor is much darker than in the room.

But his eyes are very bright.

Nan Yan didn't care about him, but walked to his room next door, opened the door, and walked in. Without saying goodbye, he closed the door directly.

Munch stood by her door, paused for a moment, and let out a chuckle.

But Nanyan closed the door, and when he turned his head, he met a pair of bright eyes.

Although he has become accustomed to his appearance in the past few days, at this time, it is still inevitable to be shocked. Nan Yan almost ran into the door with his back. Fortunately, he stretched out his hand and took her waist.

Nan Yan stretched out her hand to cover her chest, and said in a low voice, "No harm!"

"..."

Li Bushang on the other side did not speak.

Just staring at her in a gloomy room with no light.

Nan Yan said: "You scared me."

"..."

"Didn't you tell me last time, don't come out suddenly like this, if Munch just followed in, didn't you find you?"

"..."

Li Bushang still did not speak.

In the past few days, Nan Yan has become accustomed to him getting angry like a child from time to time, walked sideways to the table and lit the candle on the table.

The dim light barely illuminated the room.

When I turned around again, I saw Li Bushang staring at her.

"what happened?"

"What does he mean by saying those things to you?"