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

At this moment, a familiar figure slowly walked to the door.

It's Ye Yu.

He stood there motionless, his whole body exuding a bone-to-heart chill, and even his eyes that were originally agile and lively, at this moment are only lifeless gray, when he looks at Nan Yan, he has no vitality. Not even polite.

He just looked at Nan Yan blankly.

Looking at the blood on her face, then at the **** sweat towel on her hand.

"Ye Yu..."

Nan Yan called him, wanting to say something, but in the sun, Ye Wei gritted his teeth hard, and deep marks appeared on his thin cheeks. The next moment, he turned around and left without looking back.

"Ye Yu!"

Nan Yan stumbled and chased to the door. At this moment, she was too weak, not even a little bit strong, and almost tripped over the threshold. She staggered and grabbed the door frame to barely stabilize her figure. Tingfu rushed up to support her. She: "Be careful, empress."

"Ye Yu! Ye Yu!"

Nan Yan held the door frame and shouted, but Ye Yu's back had disappeared under the hot sun outside.

As if melted into this piece of red land.

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No matter how uncomfortable Nan Yan is, time is still slowly passing by, like an invisible knife scratching her heart, soon, it's time to leave.

When Nan Yan followed Zhu Chengjin down the plank road, the lake was already full of boats.

She was stunned.

She knew that Xingluohu's power was extraordinary, and she knew that Luo Xingwen would have his own capital if he could stay here for decades, but she did not expect that there would be so many.

At least what she could see was a dozen large ships and countless small boats, all of which were full of people.

The leader is not someone else, it is Li Chen and Fang Zhen who have been dissatisfied with the court and Zhu Fengduo before in the discourse, and have always wanted to do it.

They took their own men and horses, dressed in clothes of different colors, standing on the boat, and shouting with bright swords in their hands. The calm lake was shaken by the shouts of these people, and there was a kind of faint. A sense of crisis that the rain is coming.

Nan Yan stood on the shore, watching this scene, her heart trembled.

Even if she always insisted that Zhu Feng was fine.

Even if Ran Xiaoyu didn't do it.

Even now, he is still staying in Xiajiang Town, but when Zhu Chengjin left Xingluo Lake for Xiajiang Town with such a large number of people, can he still be well?

Zhu Feng's side, now only Li Bushang and the Jinyiwei under his men.

Besides, there is another Xu Miaoming.

In this way, where can he survive?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan's face was even more terribly pale, even Tingfu frowned and said softly, "Mother, are they really going to Xiajiang Town to find the emperor?"

Nan Yan could not speak.

At this time, Zhu Chengjin walked by her side.

Although he was surrounded by some short-dressed men who looked murderous, he was still in a gorgeous and leisurely long gown, and he was surrounded by those beautiful girls in white clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that there were crazy expressions and crazy thoughts in his eyes and heart, at first glance, he might even feel that he was like a hermit living here idle.

But at this time, Nan Yan had no such idea.

I saw Zhu Chengjin glance back at her, smiled and said, "Why, afraid?"

If she heard Zhu Chengjin say such things in front of her before, she would definitely return, but at this time, she was still holding the **** sweat towel in her hand, which had exhausted her. Except for supporting herself and standing awake, she really has no extra strength to take advantage of him.

So Nan Yan glanced at him coldly.

Zhu Chengjin's smile deepened.

He said: "I'm not afraid of being the best, and I also hope that you, as a'concubine concubine', will not be frightened by this little scene."

"..."

"Because there will be a bigger scene next, you'd better be mentally prepared."

After speaking, he smiled and took the group of girls aboard the boat.

Nan Yan frowned, stood on the trestle and stared at him from behind-what did he mean?

What is it, there will be a bigger scene next?

Is he really going to take these people to the bloodbath in Xiajiang Town?

Or--

Her mind was originally messed up like a numb ball, and at this time she was a little confused. Nan Yan raised her hand and punched her temple vigorously. Hearing Fu was beside her, she whispered in fright: "What's wrong with you, mother?"

"It's okay in this palace."

Her voice was also full of gloom and hideousness.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind her. Even if the footsteps were not familiar, she didn't look back, but Nan Yan realized something in her heart. He turned around slowly, and she saw Luo Xingwen walking to her. Behind.

Nan Yan subconsciously erected the thorns all over his body.

But Luo Xingwen just looked at her pale face, the **** sweat towel on her hand, and finally, looked at the big ship behind her.

Said in a pale tone: "I didn't expect that this time the meeting with the concubine would be so short."

"..."

"The old man has a lot more things I want to tell you."

"..."

"But it's okay."

Nan Yan frowned slightly at him, then at Li Chen, Fang Zhen and others who were already standing on the bow, and said, "Don't you go out together?"

Luo Xingwen smiled.

"old."

When he heard these two words, Nan Yan realized that the figure of the old man did not seem to be as tall as he was before the bright main seat in the lobby-although he was indeed tall. I thought that when I was young, he should be a burly and heroic man, but at this time, he could clearly feel that his back was still a little rickety.

It is old after all.

Nan Yan thought for a while, then looked back at Li Chen and Fang Zhen on the bow, and said with a smile but a smile: "How come the old man recognizes his old age? The palace sees that Elder Li and Elder Fang are still strong and healthy. The old man has his ambitions for a thousand miles."

Luo Xingwen also raised his head and glanced.

Said: "They are them, old man, old man."

"...!"

This sentence shocked Nan Yan's heart slightly.

She subconsciously squeezed the sweat scarf in her hand, and said with a smile but a smile: "The two are going to go out with others to do big things. The old man said they are them and you are you. I heard that, I'm afraid it is—"

Before she finished speaking, Luo Xingwen smiled faintly.

Said: "Girl, I call you a "consort" because you have this identity, not because the old man really recognized you."

"..."

"You put this kind of alienation on the old man, it's not enough."