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

Nan Yan looked into his eyes and said seriously and earnestly every word: "I and them, we were originally a gang."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Zhu Feng said: "No."

As he said, he threw away Nan Yan's hand.

"emperor!"

Nan Yan knelt up anxiously, and then pulled Zhu Feng's hand back and clasped it firmly in his arms. Zhu Feng pulled it twice, and couldn't push her without pulling, for fear that he might push her by a mistake. When I got out of bed, I only said solemnly, "Leave me away!"

"Do not!"

This time, Zhu Feng didn't talk nonsense with her, after all, this matter was not discussed at all.

So, he was too lazy to pull, and his other hand squeezed Nan Yan's wrist directly, pushing hard.

"what!"

Nan Yan suddenly felt that his wrist was about to be squeezed off, and withdrew his hand in pain.

Zhu Feng didn't even use one-third of his strength, and she was so painful that her tears flowed out. He only glanced at her coldly, threw off her hand and directly put on her clothes and got out of bed.

Nan Yan shook her wrist twice with pain. Fortunately, Zhu Feng just squeezed her. After the pain, she was fine, but she was also anxious and got out of bed. She didn't even wear shoes and followed Zhu Feng. Seeing Zhu Feng walked to the table on the other side and lit the candlestick above.

A little candlelight flickered and rose slowly, and the room also lit up.

Immediately, his hands stretched out from behind, directly wrapped around his waist, and hugged him tightly again.

You don't have to look back to know that Nan Yan hasn't given up yet.

Zhu Feng sighed for a long time, and then said: "I don't want to fight with you tonight. In short, you know that it is impossible. Even if no one is sent, you will not be allowed to go. You'd better die sooner. Don't make me angry with this mind."

Nan Yan hugged his waist and buried his face on his back.

When he spoke, he almost bit his hair scattered behind his back, and said breathlessly: "Then, the emperor doesn't want to avenge Ye Yu?"

"...!"

As soon as he said this, Nan Yan clinging to his back heard Zhu Feng's heartbeat sink.

But after being silent for a while, he began to stretch out his hands on his waist again.

Just said: "These are two different things."

"One thing."

"Ye Yi's hatred, I will never forget, let alone give up, but it has nothing to do with you."

"Why has nothing to do with concubine?"

Nan Yan clasped her hands back together, which made Zhu Feng unable to pull her for a while. Just squeezing her is the limit. If she has such thin arms and legs, squeeze her again, I'm afraid it will really hurt her. His bones were crushed.

Nan Yan took the opportunity and said anxiously: "Does the emperor feel that you are the only one who has feelings for Ye Xian, and he is nothing to his concubine?"

"..."

"Does the emperor think so?"

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, put down his hands, and slowly turned around.

He is indeed suffering these days. He has become so thin that Nan Yan can move around his waist with both hands. He turned around and looked down at Nan Yan. His face was solemn and he said in a deep voice. : "I didn't say that."

The candlelight behind him was swaying slightly. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still see it. His eyes flickered as if there were tears.

He didn't want to live with Ye Xu's death.

But it doesn't mean that other people didn't suffer from Ye Qi's death.

It's just because the two people are on top, and the two people at the cusp of the storm cannot fall at the same time. He was too painful, Nan Yan must restrain his pain and give him support.

Nan Yan hugged him, leaned his face lightly in his arms, and said: "The concubine has never forgotten the days when he first came to the emperor, if it weren't for Ye Xu, the concubine would not know how much he would suffer."

"..."

"Even my concubine is very grateful to him."

"..."

"For so many years before the concubine met the emperor, the only person the emperor could tell the truth and rely on was him."

"..."

"He is also very important to concubines."

Like Ran Xiaoyu, Ye Xu followed the two people closely and witnessed all their joys, angers, sorrows, sorrows and reunions. Although they were not relatives, they depended on each other, which had already surpassed their relatives.

In his death, Nan Yan never swallowed that hatred and pain for a moment.

Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's voice was also a little hoarse.

After a long silence, he raised his hand and gently stroked Nan Yan's back: "I know."

"..."

"But, it has nothing to do with this matter."

"..."

"You are just a woman, no matter what, it is not your turn to go."

Nan Yan lifted his head from his arms and stared at Zhu Feng with scorching eyes: "Just because my concubine is a woman, I don't let my concubine go."

Zhu Feng frowned slightly.

Is there anything wrong with this? Is there anything to say?

He said: "This kind of thing has nothing to do with your women."

"..."

Hearing him say this, Nan Yan let go of both hands and took a step back. Standing in front of him with his back straight, he solemnly said: "Why is it not related to women?"

Zhu Feng smiled back and said, "What does it have to do with your women?"

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Did the emperor forget that he has been creating chaos in the country for many years, and given the emperor enough time to calm Nandingbei, besides Yan Ye, there is also the lady of Xiuyun. Her credit? The emperor also admitted that she is also a woman if not under the severe night."

"..."

"At that time, the concubine said that the emperor was unfair to women."

"..."

"Why did you do the same thing, the emperor thinks Yan Ye is respectable, but Xiuyun feels pitiful?"

"..."

"Where is Xiuyun poor? She is obviously equally respectable!"

"..."

"If the emperor feels that a woman is born weaker than a man without the power to bind a chicken, then he should admit that in this matter, Xiujun is more respectable than Yan Ye! Because she bears the same with a weak body. Her responsibility is amazing!"

"..."

"Where is the concubine weaker than her? Is the concubine much stronger than her?"

Zhu Feng frowned.

These words were indeed spoken by the two of them when they were in Han Dongwei. Later, when the two of them were alone, they also admitted personally that they were unfair to Xiujun.

Women can do the same as men.

However, it depends on how the woman chooses herself.

To him, those concubines in the harem are the ones who hide behind men forever and keep them out of the wind and rain.

Standing side by side with him, facing the wind and rain together—

Zhu Feng's breathing is also a little messy.

His eyes flickered, but he couldn't look at Nan Yan. He raised his hand and pushed Nan Yan away. He walked straight to the bed and said, "These are two things, you are different from her!"

"what is the difference?"

Nan Yan became even more angry, and rushed to him with bare feet.

"What's the difference between concubine and Xiuyun?"

"She is her!"

Zhu Feng was forced by her to have nowhere to go, and said cruelly: "But you are Sinanyan!"