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

"I shouldn't have you in my heart."

"I don't have you anymore in my heart!"

These two words completely pierced Nan Yan's heart into the bottomless abyss. She opened her eyes blankly and looked at Zhu Feng's back. For a moment, her whole body was cold.

"emperor……"

She trembled, trying to open her eyes to see clearly, but tears came up, blurring her vision for a moment, and completely distorted Zhu Feng's last figure. When the tears fell drop by drop, she was already I can't see anything.

Only the cold rain is raining ruthlessly.

"emperor!"

She held her hands firmly on the ground, her nails almost broke, and a salty smell came out of her throat, which blocked her voice; and when she spoke again, a mouthful of blood poured out.

"Manny!"

When Ran Xiaoyu, who was holding her, saw her like this, his soul was frightened, but Wang Baizhi, who had been waiting at the door, heard the voice and rushed in.

Queen Xu Miaoyin also walked in.

Seeing Nan Yan like this, everyone was terrified. Xu Miaoyin hurriedly said, "Hurry up and bring the noble concubine to the bed, doctor, let the noble concubine see it!"

The crowd hurriedly surrounded Nan Yan and picked up Nan Yan.

At this moment, Nan Yan was cold all over, and his consciousness was almost plunged into darkness, but there was always a ray of soul, leading her to look at the door.

Heavy rain, thunder and lightning.

The concubines of the harem, the maids and eunuchs, all rushed in.

But Zhu Feng--

He did not come back.

The last tear slipped down the corner of her eyes. She gave up and closed her eyes with a desperate smile on her mouth.

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Zhu Feng walked in the cold rain.

When Ran Xiaoyu's stern shout came from behind him, his footsteps sank, and he almost unconsciously stopped, turned around, and returned to the house.

Everything in front of me was obscured by the rain curtain.

However, there was a person's figure that was so clear and horizontal in front of him.

That pale, petite, and always snuggling little woman beside him, although she is so stubborn and so stubborn, she is also more easily injured than anyone.

As long as she gets a little hurt, he will suffer along with it.

In the past, he was never afraid of the swords and swords on the battlefield. He was bloody, and he was never timid, but he was afraid that she would get a little bit of injury, because a little bit of her injury would be in his heart, magnified dozens of times, even Hundreds of times.

He loves her more than anyone else.

But at this time, he couldn't feel it.

Maybe it's because I'm numb.

The throbbing thing in his chest was completely numb at this moment, and even the cold rain hit his body and face, he didn't feel cold.

There was only a feeling of suffocation, so vivid, as if to forcibly pull something out of his body, so that he could completely forget the pain.

"emperor……"

At this time, Grandpa Yu ran up hurriedly holding an umbrella, panicking to hold the umbrella for him, but Zhu Feng didn't look back, but said coldly: "Get out!"

"The emperor, you are like this, how can the dragon body stand it!"

"I said, step back!"

With a loud shout of anger, even the rain on his body was shocked away. Father Yu dared not insist, so he could only take a step back.

He stood behind Zhu Feng and tried to persuade him: "The emperor, the slave and maid begs you, it is easy for you to get angry, beat and curse, but don't hurt yourself."

"..."

Hearing what he said, Zhu Feng sneered.

Tooth, almost crushed.

He said coldly: "No one is allowed to follow!"

After speaking, he plunged into the cold rainy night without looking back.

The big raindrops hit his face, making him unable to open his eyes, but he didn't care at all. The robe on his body was soaked, and the cold penetrated into his skin, and he couldn't feel it at all.

I don't know how long it took before I stopped.

But I found myself at the lake.

This lake is on the edge of Lenggong, and on the other side of the lake, the candlelight is extinguished, but there is the outline of a hall, faintly revealed in the rain.

That is Jiaotai Hall.

The hall he was most familiar with.

However, when I first entered there, it was not a rainy night, but a towering fire, which blocked everyone from entering, and he was the only one who stubbornly broke into the hall.

But by a person, broke into his heart.

He lost that memory, and he seemed to be able to experience the feeling, but now that the hall has been restored, nothing seems to have happened.

He said coldly: "Best, nothing happened."

Sinan Yan...

Since there is only Jian Ruocheng in your heart, why bother to put you in your heart?

At this moment, the pouring rain suddenly lightened.

However, there was the sound of rain hitting something from above the head.

Zhu Feng frowned slightly, and when he raised his head, he found an oil-paper umbrella propped on top of his head, blocking the cold rain for him. He turned his head again and found a pale, thin face.

Kang Bi, Feng Qianyan.

She held her hands high and held a small oil-paper umbrella with the umbrella covering her head, and she was soaked all over, looking at him shiveringly.

"emperor……"

She whispered: "The emperor is careful with the dragon body."

"..."

Zhu Feng didn't speak, but just looked at her.

In the scene just now, he suddenly felt a little trance.

It seems to see another person.

But that kind of trance was only a moment, not even a moment, he knew very well that this was not another person.

She is Feng Qianyan.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhu Feng said coldly.

Feng Qianyan trembled, her thin body, her clothes soaked in the rain, clinging to her body, making her look weak, but she also showed a somewhat delicate posture.

She whispered: "Concubine—"

Before she could finish her words, Zhu Feng already said coldly: "Get away!"

Immediately, those delicate and watery eyes trembled slightly, as if it were painful, but she insisted on holding the umbrella with both hands, shaking constantly in the wind, and said: "The concubine can roll away. But the emperor, can you hold this umbrella?"

"..."

"Otherwise, the concubine can only stay and hold an umbrella for the emperor."

Zhu Feng frowned.

The wind and rain gradually increased, especially by the lake. She almost overturned the umbrella several times. She, holding the umbrella, probably had never done such physical work. When the wind was strong, she staggered, almost Fall down.

"what--!"

Feng Qianyan let out a low cry of horror.

At this moment, Zhu Feng took a step forward, suddenly hugged her waist with one hand, and took her into his arms.

Feng Qianyan was in shock, the umbrella was blown off by the wind and floated into the lake all of a sudden, and she firmly grasped Zhu Feng's skirt with one hand.

"emperor……"