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

However, this road is not so easy.

Zhu Feng was tall and unsteady. Her whole body was like a mountain, and Nan Yan was almost overwhelmed by him several times.

She could only gritted her teeth, supported him hard, and walked to his room.

After finally walking to the bed, she freed her hand and wanted to gently support him to lie down, but this time she really had no strength. Zhu Feng fell down and threw her down. Bed.

"what!"

Nan Yan fell on her back, and the back of her head was placed on the bed. Although the mattress was thick and soft, Zhu Feng immediately pressed her onto her. The tall body was like Yushan falling down, and Nan Yan was so crushed that she screamed.

Good weight!

She was overwhelmed with breath.

She desperately stretched out her hand to push him away, trying to get back a little gasp, but felt Zhu Feng buried her head between her neck, with a hot breath of wine blowing in her ears, a moment burned by the flames Illusion.

Her face was hot, even the tips of her ears were hot.

"The emperor... the emperor, please let go..."

"..."

"emperor……"

"..."

"Slaves, I will be crushed to death by you!"

At this moment, she was completely unconcerned whether she would wake Zhu Feng, and she stretched out her hand to push him hard, but felt that his strong and solid chest was like a rock, and it was a bit hot. That feeling made her hand soft.

At this moment, a low, alcoholic voice whispered in her ear: "Nan Yan..."

"...!"

Nan Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

The room was lit, and she could see the curtain embroidered with golden phoenix on the top of her head, and the beams and columns crisscrossing the roof.

But can't see the face close at hand.

Just listening to his magnetic voice whispering in her ear again: "Nan Yan..."

He is calling himself?

Zhu Feng called his name after drinking...?

At this moment, she only felt that her heartbeat was turbulent, and she was about to jump out of her chest like a drum, and a turbulent, unexplained mood surged up.

She raised her eyes and looked up, her vision was a little blurry and trembling.

"emperor……?"

At this moment, the man on his body gritted his teeth again, as if gnashing his teeth with hatred, and said, "Damn servant girl!"

"..."

Nan Yan only felt that her chest had been pricked by a needle.

She gritted her teeth and slammed his heavy body open, and climbed out of the bed. She was still a little soft, and his ears were even hot with his breath, but at this moment, she only felt cold in her hands and feet.

The people behind him fell asleep, the heavy and long breathing sounded with strong alcohol, and Nan Yan didn't care about him anymore, but walked out without looking back.

As soon as the door was closed, the deep night outside immediately came into view.

Nan Yan's eyes were still hot and hot, which made her a little bit confused, but the lantern under the eaves was blown by the night wind and swayed slightly. For some reason, it seemed to shake the surrounding scenery.

Some dark shadows flickered before the eyes.

Nan Yan hurriedly reached out and wiped his eyes, and then looked at the soldiers patrolling around.

Entering Yongzhou this time, Ye Yin, Jian Ruocheng, and even Cui Yuanmei were not by their side. Zhu Feng didn’t even confess, so he drank drunk with King Jing. Although this is Prince Jing’s mansion, it is naturally heavily guarded, but--

She thought for a while, walked to the chair on the promenade outside the door, and sat down slowly.