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

The long queue left Jinling City, winding its way forward slowly. This walk took more than a month.

It rained intermittently for more than a month.

From south to north, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. The people walking on the road are soaked every day. In addition to the muddy ground, everyone is slanting and walking extremely hard.

However, the emperor rarely let people rest.

He was like deliberately torturing the people around him. No matter how heavy the rain was, he still had to let the team move on. Although everyone couldn't help crying, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and move forward in the storm.

For others, all the difficulties come only from bad weather.

But for Nanyan, it's different.

The greater pain came from her body. She had just had a miscarriage, and she did not have a good rest in the cold palace. She was even forced to go on the road when she had a low-grade fever. Moreover, the wind and rain came and went to her every day. Said it is nothing more than a cruel punishment.

No matter how Ran Xiaoyu protects her, or even holds her with her arms along the way, trying to give her a little bit of her own body temperature, Nan Yan's body is always cold like ice, but she did not complain once, no matter what the team has already How many people were complaining, she was still gritting her teeth and following everyone step by step.

But even so, some people are still dissatisfied.

It was Concubine Feng Qianyan sitting in a gorgeous carriage.

She lifted the curtain and looked at the crowd behind, the two supporting figures that had been soaked in rain and sneered.

What about the concubine?

Not also fell from the clouds, and fell in the mud so ugly.

The lady of the court next to her said with a scent: "This time, you can relieve your anger."

"Quiet?"

Hearing these two words, Feng Qianyan raised her eyebrows slightly: "The anger in my palace can be solved only at this level?"

Hanxiang hurriedly said, "Yeah, that bitch... Even if she died, she couldn't get rid of her anger."

Feng Qianyan sneered again: "Death, not necessary."

"..."

"She's dead, whose excitement does this palace watch?"

"..."

"My palace is now afraid of her death, so I have to find someone to'take care of' her."

After she finished speaking, she gave a wink at the accompanying court ladies and eunuchs outside.

Several people immediately went to the end of the line.

At this time, Nan Yan already felt that his two legs were soaked in the muddy water and were numb. It was only by Ran Xiaoyu who hugged her hard to take a step.

Just as she was walking forward with difficulty, several court ladies and eunuchs came up from behind, and when they walked beside her, they deliberately hit her with their shoulders.

Nan Yan was caught off guard and was stunned by them and almost fell.

Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu protected her, she frowned and turned to look at those people: "What are you doing?!"

However, before finishing speaking, another person walked over and tripped Nan Yan to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Nan Yan was caught off guard from falling, and muddy water splashed her all over.

Ran Xiaoyu exclaimed: "Manny!"

She hurriedly grabbed Nan Yan's hand to pull her up, but the person next to her came forward and bumped her again. Ran Xiaoyu realized that something was wrong, hit back with an elbow, and knocked that person to the ground, but on the other side again. A few people walked up, with two fists hard to beat four hands, and she was still looking after Nan Yan, but she was eventually pushed down.

The muddy water kicked by those people splashed them all.

In the panic, in order to protect Nan Yan, Ran Xiaoyu was trampled several times on her body.

"Xiaoyu!"

Although Nan Yan was ill, he was not stupid at all. He immediately understood what was going on. Seeing Ran Xiaoyu being kicked by those people and struggling in a hurry, she was tightly protected by Ran Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

She wants to struggle, but she can't get rid of it.

Seeing that they had succeeded, they did not stop, and immediately ran away, and disappeared into the crowd in a short while.

The people around looked at them, did not speak, and walked forward silently.

Ran Xiaoyu and Nan Yan struggled, and finally stood up. Both of them were already covered in mud, and Nan Yan was dying, and even had no strength to stand up.

Ran Xiaoyu was angry and anxious, holding her in both hands: "Manny, how are you? Did they hurt you?"

Nan Yan's face was pale, but at this time, his face was muddy and he couldn't see it.

She just gritted her teeth and stood up straight, looking at Ran Xiaoyu: "You, are you okay?"

"The slave is okay."

She was kicked several times, but this level of injury was nothing to her. It was just that Nan Yan was also stepped on several times just now. Her body is weak and she cannot be hurt again.

By the way, just as soon as he stood firm, the mothers behind came up: "Go, don't block the way behind!"

Ran Xiaoyu said angrily: "Didn't you see someone acted on us just now? The empress is injured!"

The mother sneered and said, "Do it, we didn't see it."

"Yeah, who did it with you?"

"Besides, what's the matter with the empress? The emperor asked you to accompany you in the car. What are you dissatisfied with? Tell the emperor, why should you be angry with us?"

"you--"

Ran Xiaoyu was so angry that he wanted to rush to reason with her, but was stopped by Nan Yan's hand.

She gasped and said, "Stop Xiaoyu, let's go..."

Having said that, walking forward with difficulty.

Ran Xiaoyu had no choice but to help her. The two of them endured the pain on their bodies, limped and continued to walk forward, while the mothers looked at their backs and sneered: "That's right, know The current affairs are right."

"Still playing prestige in front of us."

"When you are favored, you are a damsel. When you are not favored, you are not as good as the mud on the ground."

...

When Ran Xiaoyu heard these words, she was furious, and was about to turn her head to reason with them, but Nan Yan weakly pressed her hand with her hand, and whispered: "Don't be familiar with them."

"but--"

Ran Xiaoyu's eyes were red with anger: "They, how dare they treat you this way?!"

Nan Yan said calmly: "How dare they not, in this palace, I think it is high and low. Now I am not favored, and I have been beaten into the cold palace. They do not step on white or step on it."

"Mother, you really can bear this tone?"

Nan Yan said lightly: "These people are just following the crowd. They care about them, they can't care about them."

"..."

"Even if you want to care, you have to care about the person behind me."

Ran Xiaoyu's heart moved slightly: "You mean--"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak any more, but continued to walk forward with difficulty, with a cold and calm expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.

In the front team, one person turned around.

Those wolf eyes, under the attack of the rain, revealed a heavy evil spirit.