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

He frowned and said, "Okay, get back."

Nan Yan looked up at him, saw his impatient look, did not dare to stay, hurriedly picked up the remaining pieces, gave him a blessing, and hurriedly turned and walked out.

As the dusk fell, the entire imperial city became gloomy. As soon as Nan Yan came out of this depressed hall, his chest seemed to be loosened, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

But when she looked forward, she was shocked again.

On the steps outside the corner door, a piece of blood was red.

It was those soldiers who dragged Chen Fu here to kill him.

She didn't dare to look at the second one, and hurried back, finally returning to the desolate courtyard. In the desolate room, she fell heavily on the bed without even having time to change her clothes.

This was only the first day she followed King Yan, and he did not expect him to kill again.

However, this time, it seems to be a little different from the previous ones.

She pressed her face tightly on the icy mattress, she couldn't help but recalled how she looked at Yanwang Wujian today, and watched him sitting in the canopy hall, angering the general.

It seems, it's really different.

The hurt on the ring fingertip of her right hand was still faintly painful. She squeezed her hand tightly and pressed it against her chest. I don’t know if it was because the ring finger was too close to her chest. Even the heartbeat convulsed. stand up.

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Nanyan got up early the next morning.

I slept fairly smoothly last night, but it seemed to have had a lot of chaotic dreams, and I was a little groggy after getting up.

When washing my face, my hands were soaked in the water, and I immediately felt a little tingling at the tip of my ring finger.

It was the wound yesterday.

With such a small wound, I thought it would be fine after sleeping, but I didn't expect it would still hurt today.

After she hastily freshened up, she arrived at Wuying Hall.

But when he got here, he found that King Yan had finished his sword practice and even put on his clothes.

She was a little surprised, shouldn't she let herself do these things? Is it too late?

However, it was not too late, and King Yan didn't mean to blame her. After washing up, he took them out of Wuying Hall.

The weather is better today.

The blazing sun shone on the Fengtian Hall in front, and the light reflected by the glazed tiles made people barely open their eyes, but Zhu Feng still stopped and watched for a while before walking slowly to the Huagai Hall.

He still can't go in.

None of the civil and military officials in the court was willing to enter the palace to worship. Although he had already taken Jinling, he had also sent a letter back to Peking, so that the rest of the troops stationed there would set off immediately, but Jinling still did not really belong to him.

When I walked to the Huagai Temple, it was still empty and there was no one.

He stood at the door, and the sunlight cast his shadow into the hall. The sunlight was hot, but there was a bit of coldness in his shadow.

He asked coldly: "There is still one, do you refuse to come?"

Ye Wei said carefully: "If you go back to the prince, yes."

Zhu Feng sneered.

Nan Yan stood behind him and looked at his broad shoulders. For some reason, it seemed that he had returned to that night. He walked up to Li Xuanshi and killed her without warning.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Feng said coldly: "Ye Yu, let the rest of the city enter the city today, and block all the gates of Jinling. No one person or a fly is allowed to go out again! "