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

Zhu Feng stood at the door, looked at her, and then around. This dark mansion suddenly pointed to a dark place on the left side of the courtyard and asked, "Then, what is it?"

Xu Miaoming looked in the direction of his fingers.

He coughed slightly, and then said, "Oh, that's the backyard."

"Backyard? Are you living?"

"No."

"My place is big, why don't people live?"

Xu Miaoming smiled and said, "Although the place is big, it hasn't been cleaned up yet. Besides, there are only a few people in this mansion, and we don't need such a big place, so I won't move there for now."

"Oh……"

Zhu Feng nodded, then glanced again.

Xu Miaoming said: "The emperor, it's getting late, so please go to bed early with your concubine and empress. Poor Dao retired."

Zhu Feng nodded and watched Xu Miaoming turn to leave. He also walked into the academy in front of him with Nan Yan.

The house is indeed very large, and as they can see from the outside, it is exquisite and simple, with side houses on both sides for the people they bring to live.

Although it has been cleaned very cleanly, as a rule, Xiao Shunzi and Ruoshui still have to clean it again. Although Xu Miaoming is the sister of Queen Renxiao, she lives outside the palace and cannot be counted as her own, the emperor and concubine. Locally, you have to be more cautious.

So, even though it was getting late, they still packed up.

And Zhu Feng and Nan Yan sat on the other side of the chair.

Zhu Feng took a sip of tea, then turned to look at Nan Yan, only to see her with a solemn expression, watching the bamboo shadow sway outside the gate, and said: "What's wrong?"

Nan Yan turned to look at him, and then looked outside.

In fact, no matter how ghosts are there, Xu Miaoming would definitely not dare to eavesdrop at their door, but Nan Yan still lowered his voice and whispered: "The emperor thinks, is there any problem here?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "What do you mean?"

"..."

Nan Yan frowned, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Although Dao Ming Miao Ming is the sister of Empress Renxiao, it is reasonable to say that the concubine shouldn't say anything about her, but this incident really makes the concubine feel uneasy. "

"..."

"Why is she here?"

"..."

"According to her, she has been watching the emperor and concubine secretly these days. Is this what she should do?"

"..."

"With her identity and position, she should come to see each other after knowing that the emperor and concubine have arrived in Xiajiang Town. What are you worried about rashly acknowledging will reveal our identity? Isn't this time we invite you late at night?"

"..."

"What she did and what she said were inconsistent."

"..."

"Concubine thinks, there is a big problem."

Zhu Feng looked at her, thought for a while, and then said: "Think about these."

Nanyan Road: "The emperor thinks the concubine is wrong, or—"

"No, you are right to worry like this,"

Zhu Feng stood up with the armrest of the chair and walked to the door to look outside. At this time, even the lights in the door and lobby that greeted them in front had been extinguished, and the whole mansion was plunged into darkness, which made people feel like being in the abyss. , The feeling of unrecognizable direction.

He said: "You should keep this vigilance wherever you meet anyone."

"that--"

"But don't worry too much."

"..."

"I know that you want to figure out her purpose, but now that we have arrived at her house, it is not difficult to figure out what she wants to do."

Nan Yan nodded.

This is also true.

And Zhu Feng went on to say: "I only worry about one thing now, that is, since she led us to her side, if she really wants to conceal anything, she will naturally make a perfect plan and not let us Find."

Hearing this, Nan Yan's brows wrinkled.

She subconsciously looked at the dark area on the left, that is, the backyard of the mansion that Zhu Feng asked just now-logically, the house has been left for almost half a year. How could even a backyard have not been cleaned up?

If it wasn't for her to lie, she had just moved here, and there might be something in the backyard.

Or, someone.

Nanyan Road: "Then do we want to—"

Zhu Feng retracted his gaze, looked at Nan Yan, and said calmly: "Okay, don't worry too much. I will consider it."

Nan Yan looked at him for a while and nodded gently.

If she was in the harem and she could handle certain things with full authority, then outside this place, everything could really be left to Zhu Feng. After all, her wisdom and means were indeed not enough to handle such things.

What's more, it involves Xu Miaoming.

As an imperial concubine, the relationship between her and Queen Renxiao’s sister is very delicate. A little carelessness will make people think that she intends to act against the forces of Queen Renxiao and the Xu family. Such two big forces are fighting each other. , Is not good for the court.

It will also embarrass the prince.

Considering so much, Nan Yan also believes that he should be cautious.

At this moment, Ruoshui came over from behind and said cautiously: "The emperor, my mother."

The two turned their heads and saw her whispering: "The bedroom inside has been cleaned up. You can rest assured that there is nothing else."

Nan Yan nodded.

Zhu Feng said: "You go in and rest."

Nan Yan looked at him: "Where is the emperor?"

Zhu Feng said: "I will stay outside for a while. There have been so many things today, and I still have to stroke it."

Nan Yan sighed lightly.

Indeed, if only the inn was burned and the people from Heng Seng Xing attacked them, then everything was still planned, but Xu Miaoming's sudden appearance obviously made everything more variable. In Zhu Feng's habit, it is necessary to rearrange everything that follows clearly, what changes the plan makes to meet, and what kind of preparations should be made for possible changes.

He has always believed that everything should be set beforehand, and nothing can be abandoned.

Nan Yan said softly, "Then, the emperor should rest soon, it's too late."

Zhu Feng said: "I know. You go to sleep first."

"Then, my concubine retired."

Nan Yan bowed to him, and then took Ruoshui into the bedroom inside.

This bedroom is simpler and cleaner than the outside. There is only one bed, and even the bed curtains are plain white. The only thing that can be regarded as decoration is the "Tianchi Stone Wall" on the wall.

But this way, it makes them worry.

Nan Yan walked in and took off her coat. Ruoshui took a half basin of hot water to wash her up. After Nan Yan washed her face, it had been wiped clean. Looking back, Ruoshui was still holding the basin motionless, seeming to be distracted.

South flue: "If water?"

"what?"

Ruo Shui suddenly recovered, raised his head to look at her, and immediately lowered his head.

Nan Yan walked over and looked down at her: "What are you thinking?"